I couldn't tell you that you were right, so instead I looked in the mirror, watched TV, laid awake all night

-I tried to get some sleep in before I left, but I couldn't stay still. I keep on thinking about what she said, that because I've changed, doesn't mean I can start again. She doesn't know it, but she said what I've been afraid of.

When I look in the mirror I see someone entirely different from before. I'm not sure who I am yet, but I'm not my father, I know that. I'm not who I was anymore.

The thing that gets to me is HER. She's Granger! Not only is she stuck up, annoying and a book worm, no, it gets worse. When we were on that train, it was like she was reading my mind. I'd never felt so connected with someone. She said what I'd been thinking for years, but was afraid to say out loud.

I'm nervous about this meeting. She's been ignoring everything I do, even that stupid song! Now she wants to talk, so I'm not sure what's going on. This business about broomsticks has me worried. I haven't seen her fly since first year, so that makes me think Potter's involved with this. If he is, I'll kill him.

We've got these chains that hang around our necks, people want to strangle us with them before we take our first breath

-Harry and Ron were so hard to get away from! They wanted me to help them with their homework, but it was such an easy assignment I wouldn't have helped anyway. I've been staying in my room a lot. I'm so tired of being "Hermione, the homework-helping friend." I'm sick of giving advice, and I'm SICK of hearing them talk about their girl troubles.

That's what was so nice about Malfoy, he and I think about the same things; we have the same type of ideas. He wasn't trying to get something out of me. I think THAT'S why I've agreed to talk to him, because I miss it.

I've been waiting on the field for ten minutes, and it's getting cold. I hope he doesn't stand me up. If he does, I'll kill him.