Dear Journal

In potions this morning S.S. paired me with my dragon. Harry and Ron are, needless to say, furious.

My dragon and I shall make the potion of true love - it tells the drinker, via dream, who their soul mate is. I should be ready in a month - the lacewing flies must stew for 28 days before any other ingredients can be added.

O that this month passes quickly.

Ginny has called me for an urgent meeting in the back left hand corner of the library. I must leave now if I am to get there on time. However she would not give me any clues about what she wanted to talk about so I guess I must wait and see.

Hermione.