Chapter 10: The Time's Up

Dear Diary, November 3, 2004

I honestly cannot take it anymore. This will be the last entry I will ever make. Everything has gone wrong. I know I should stay and be strong but I cannot take all of this anymore. My pen pal is from Slytherin and I know he's trying to understand me but I know he's just like al the rest. They pretend to understand me and it really seems like they do, but they really don't.

I thought my pen pal was different because he really seemed to understand me but he really is just like the rest. He doesn't really care; he's just humoring me. Making me think he understands but he really doesn't. I don't care if anyone reads this. I'd be surprised if anyone did read this.

Now you know the real me. The me that is unstable and can't keep things together and the me that craves for love and attention and care from those who are supposed to give that to me.

I hope someone will find this and do something about it, so I can be at rest. I will die without knowing the feeling of happiness. I guess my final wish never will come true. I have nothing else to live for. So good-bye to all, even though I doubt any of you would care that that I'm gone. You'd probably think, 'Man I just lost my copy cat,' well too bad.

May I please rest in peace?

Hermione Jane Granger

October 7, 1987 – November 3, 2004

With the final touches of the last diary entry, Hermione Jane Granger lifted her wand. She pointed her wand straight at her heart and whispered the deadly curse that will take her to her death, "Avada Kedavera."

Hermione fell to the floor of the Heads' common room with a thud when the portrait swung open to reveal her "secret" pen pal, otherwise known as the Slytherin King, Draco Malfoy.

He would have walked past her if he didn't trip over her. Draco though she was sleeping and said, "Wake up mudblood!" When she did not awaken, he turned her limp body over to see her empty brown doe eyes that were once shining with life staring at him with the sadness that had consumed her.

He gasped in shock, when he realized that she was dead. Draco immediately thought to call the Headmaster but as he got up something near Hermione's hand caught his eye. It looked way too familiar to him. As he examined it closely, he realized it was the quill he sent his pen pal for her birthday. He saw the diary and opened it and as he scanned the pages he was hit with realization that Hermione had committed suicide.

AN: yeah sorry everyone I made Hermione die but it fit. Don't get mad, there's an epilogue coming AND a sequel so yeah.