Dear Diary,
Today seemed as if it would be a bad day. First, it was the beginning of midterms. Second, Snape called me to his classroom. It was supposed to be a meeting with him, Malfoy, and I. Turns out, Snape never showed up.
But it wasn't a bad day at all, Diary! It was so wonderful. I think it was the first time I'd smiled in a long, long time. Malfoy was really nice-for a change. He was! You must believe me! He was so sweet!
At first, when I'd walked into the room, he was all 'go away and don't talk to me.' But after a few minutes, we started to talk and he made a really funny joke (Although I don't remember it. Sorry, Diary.). And I laughed! That must've been the first time since...well, ever.
He was really nice. We just started to talk about stupid things...and it was great. For the first time, I didn't have to be smart. I could just be a normal person. I didn't have to be at my best. I could just be...me.
And he finally said, "Screw this. Let's go outside." That really shocked me, because I hadn't skipped anything: not school, not meetings, not anything. I told him I couldn't, but then he just gave me this really sad and pleading face. I couldn't say no! Besides, I wanted to take a chance-a risk, if you will, Diary.
So, he took my hand-he has really soft hands-and led me outside.
Now, I just have to pause from the story and tell you something. He was so sweet! Don't you agree Diary? If you could talk, I know you would agree. I just know it.
Okay, well, back to the story.
He led me outside and we just started talking. We were laughing. Not until it started to rain, we both realized that we were still holding hands. I couldn't believe it.
As it rained, we didn't go back inside. We just stayed there. We ran around and played tag and stupid things like that. We were falling and slipping and laughing our heads off. It was the best time I'd had in ages. It was just...amazing.
Then, Professor Snape came out and ordered us to come back in.
I remember thinking, 'Thanks for ruining the moment.' Ha-ha! Wasn't that funny? Okay, Diary, I totally realize that that was really lame, but you have to give me a break. I mean I haven't been this happy in...it feels like forever and a day.
Right now, it's 8:30 p.m. and it's almost time for me to go to bed, but I don't want to! I feel so happy and energetic; it might take a while for me to calm down. My handwriting is even messy, 'cause of my energy.
Who knew that Harry's mortal enemy could make me feel so happy? Who knew?
I guess I'm gonna hafta tell Harry and Ron about this, huh? But knowing them, they already know. How do they know? They spy. Yup, they do. Gee...and to think, I call them my friends. Isn't that just wrong, Diary?
Anyway, happy thoughts must be thought here. I wonder...is Malfoy thinking about what happened today? If he is, then he is so sweet. If he's not, then that makes no difference to me. He is still sweet. What he did was sweet.
Wow. I wrote a bunch of stuff in this entry. And this was mostly about Malfoy. My heart is now fluttering at the sound of his name.
But I must go now, Diary. I must go to bed and dream about Malfoy! Bye!
Hermione.
Today seemed as if it would be a bad day. First, it was the beginning of midterms. Second, Snape called me to his classroom. It was supposed to be a meeting with him, Malfoy, and I. Turns out, Snape never showed up.
But it wasn't a bad day at all, Diary! It was so wonderful. I think it was the first time I'd smiled in a long, long time. Malfoy was really nice-for a change. He was! You must believe me! He was so sweet!
At first, when I'd walked into the room, he was all 'go away and don't talk to me.' But after a few minutes, we started to talk and he made a really funny joke (Although I don't remember it. Sorry, Diary.). And I laughed! That must've been the first time since...well, ever.
He was really nice. We just started to talk about stupid things...and it was great. For the first time, I didn't have to be smart. I could just be a normal person. I didn't have to be at my best. I could just be...me.
And he finally said, "Screw this. Let's go outside." That really shocked me, because I hadn't skipped anything: not school, not meetings, not anything. I told him I couldn't, but then he just gave me this really sad and pleading face. I couldn't say no! Besides, I wanted to take a chance-a risk, if you will, Diary.
So, he took my hand-he has really soft hands-and led me outside.
Now, I just have to pause from the story and tell you something. He was so sweet! Don't you agree Diary? If you could talk, I know you would agree. I just know it.
Okay, well, back to the story.
He led me outside and we just started talking. We were laughing. Not until it started to rain, we both realized that we were still holding hands. I couldn't believe it.
As it rained, we didn't go back inside. We just stayed there. We ran around and played tag and stupid things like that. We were falling and slipping and laughing our heads off. It was the best time I'd had in ages. It was just...amazing.
Then, Professor Snape came out and ordered us to come back in.
I remember thinking, 'Thanks for ruining the moment.' Ha-ha! Wasn't that funny? Okay, Diary, I totally realize that that was really lame, but you have to give me a break. I mean I haven't been this happy in...it feels like forever and a day.
Right now, it's 8:30 p.m. and it's almost time for me to go to bed, but I don't want to! I feel so happy and energetic; it might take a while for me to calm down. My handwriting is even messy, 'cause of my energy.
Who knew that Harry's mortal enemy could make me feel so happy? Who knew?
I guess I'm gonna hafta tell Harry and Ron about this, huh? But knowing them, they already know. How do they know? They spy. Yup, they do. Gee...and to think, I call them my friends. Isn't that just wrong, Diary?
Anyway, happy thoughts must be thought here. I wonder...is Malfoy thinking about what happened today? If he is, then he is so sweet. If he's not, then that makes no difference to me. He is still sweet. What he did was sweet.
Wow. I wrote a bunch of stuff in this entry. And this was mostly about Malfoy. My heart is now fluttering at the sound of his name.
But I must go now, Diary. I must go to bed and dream about Malfoy! Bye!
Hermione.