October 16

So there I was, doing my prefectious duty, monitering the halls, confiscating candy, you know, the usual and what do I stumble across? Hermione and Malfoy-snogging! After I figured out who it was I bolted faster than Malfoy. I was going to go tell Dean but Hermione caught up with me. She begged me not to tell him and we exchanged some profanity. (actually I offered the profanity, Hermione just cried) then she told me that he wouldn't believe me and she would tell him herself. Which she hasn't yet. According to Harry she's to busy hating me to do anything. She wasn't too busy to go to the library where I presume she met up with the blond beast. Curse her for the position she's put me in. If she doesn't tell Dean by Friday I will.