Chapter 4: Thoughts

When I woke that afternoon, it was raining. Pouring is more like it. I ran up to the castle, soaked to the bone. I finally reached the Picture of the Fat Lady, but she was gone!

"Does she honestly need any friends?" I shouted, nobody was around so I sat on the stoop, hoping she's come back. I sat there for what seemed to be eternity, finally she returned.

"G-Golden Qu-Quills." I shivered.

"Dear, better get inside before you catch your death!" she said.

"Yeah, sure." I said coldly as I entered the warm common room. "Like she would know."

"Hey Hermione!" Ginny said sitting by the fire. "Yesh, what happened to you?"

"Stupid rain…stupid Fat Lady." I mumbled, joining her. The fire felt so wonderful, the warm heat licking my body. Ginny was reading a very large book.

I eyed it suspiciously. "Oh…" She held up the book. Ways to avoid the one's you want.

"Still having problems with Neville?" I asked

"Yeah, but now he keeps asking me out. And I have to use a memory charm to make him forget he asked. It's starting to get very annoying." She sighed.

I laughed, "Poor Neville. You keep it up and he'll forget he ever liked you."

"Don't give me ideas." She smiled.

I reached over in my bag and grabbed the Diary. It was now or never. Draco was bound to want it back…

I opened it;

November Fourth

I don't see why Father hates Granger. She isn't all horrible like regular mudbloods. I think I'm starting to feel something for her. Maybe she feels it too. Father would have my head…

The dream I had last night was the same one I've had for the past weeks. I find my self in what seems to be the Gryffindor common room, and then suddenly she comes down the stairs. I go to her and then it ends. I wish that I could finish it.

I couldn't breath. "This is insane!" I thought. I turned the page;

November Fifteenth

I haven't written in a while. Not much happened. Crabbe and Goyle ate too much and have been sent to the Hospital Wing. Stupid Baffoons…

Something happened the other day. I was in the library getting a book for Potions, and then I saw her. I went over to her and we fought. (Like usual…That aspect of our relationship sucks.) Then I…kissed her. It was wonderful…But now I don't know what to do…I have to kiss her again. My heart is torn between our hate and the love. What should I do? Pfft…You can't do anything…Well, Goodbye.

My face was feeling red and flushed. I would have never expected that from…from Malfoy! I closed the diary with a snap and pushed it into my bag.

"Stupid Git…" I mumbled.

Ginny looked at me, "Who?"

"Uh…no one."

"Okay, if you say so."

I reached back into my bag and grabbed the diary. Running out of the tower, I needed to find Draco.

"But he could be anywhere in the castle! You won't be able to find him!" I thought.

"I've got to find him!" I pleaded to myself.

I ran into something very hard. I looked up, hallelujah!

"Wo, what it Hermione." Draco said.

"Wha-What did you call me?" I asked

"Hermione. That is your name…right?" He said as though I had asked him a very stupid question.

"Yeah, Oh…Here." I pushed the Diary in his hands. "I believe this is yours."

What color that was in his face disappeared, "Shit." He muttered.

"I didn't read it if that's what you're thinking." I lied.

He took a breath, "Oh, Where did you get this?" He demanded.

"I found it in my bag. You must have slipped it in mine instead of yours during Potions."

"Are you sure you didn't read it?"

I crossed my heart, "Yes."

He put it in his bag. I suddenly felt the urge to run my fingers through his blonde hair, but I resisted.

"I'll see you later Granger." He smiled.

"Yeah, I guess so." I grinned and left for the library.

You like him. You do! I thought to myself, sitting alone in the library later that afternoon. No book seemed to clear any of my thoughts, so I pushed it away.

But why though? He is my enemy!

You know…People change.

I sighed, "I know, I know."

A passing first year looked at me oddly and hurried away, I got up and left. On my way to the Gryffindor tower I was suddenly in the middle of a swarm of students. All of which were congregating near the bulletin board. I stood on my toes to see what they were looking at.

Attention Students!

There is to be a formal dance on the twenty-fourth of December. Please bring your

dancing shoes and your good Christmas cheer! Bring a Partner or Yourself, It'll be great either way!

See you there,

Professor Dumbledore and Staff.

"Oh, A Dance!" Squealed a lanky girl in front of me.

"I better ask Gregory." Another girl said hurrying off somewhere.

"Wonder if Harry or Ron will ask a girl ahead of time?" I pondered

"So are you going to the dance?" I asked Ron and Harry when I arrived at the Common Room.

"There's a Dance?" Ron gulped.

I nodded, "Yes, on the 24th of December."

"That's this month!" Harry said.

"Harry, we have got loads of time to ask." Ron said.

I laughed, "Hah, that's what you said last time. Look where that got you!"

There was no doubt that they would follow the same route and forget all about it, though I wondered if they would notice that I'm still a girl and ask me. "Oh well. Let them work at their own pace."

I left for my bedroom and thought happily about the idiot moments of my friends. No one was even asleep yet, nor there in the bedroom. I peeled off my still wet clothes and put on some pajamas, pulled myself into bed and fell asleep within minutes.

Well there was Chapter 4. Not as long as I hoped, but Chapter 5 has some things in store. Lets just hope I can get it done…Love ForgottenInk.