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Note 3: I know that Avril Lavigne's "Under My Skin" is released this year, but I change that it is already released in this chapter.

Chapter 4: October 31st 2002

Dear Diary,

Today is Halloween and I woke up with excitement, since Harry did say that he would bring me to somewhere brilliant.

I washed up and went downstairs, Viktor was still at the table, eating his breakfast. I sat down, got a slice of bread and opened the peanut butter bottle.

"I'm going for a practice again today." said Viktor, without looking at me.

I didn't complain, since I had something today as well.

After Viktor left, I looked at the clock, 10am. Harry sent Hedwig to me yesterday, with a note saying that he would pick me up at 6pm.

I spent the whole day reading and listening to the radio. I was so bored. Sometimes I wished I had a TV.

At 5pm, I got myself prepared for the evening. I took a long, steaming bath in our big, elegant bathroom, then looked for the right clothes in my wardrobe. I threw out gowns, robes, T-shirts..... finally, I decided on a yellow skirt and white shirt. I wore a pair of sneakers and was ready at 5.55pm.

I walked around the house, wondering what to do for the next 5 minutes when the doorbell rang. I ran to the front door and opened it.

Harry blinked at me in surprise. "Whoa, that's fast."

I smiled at him. He was wearing white, long sleeved shirt and a pair of jeans.

He smiled back. "Ready to go?"

I nodded and we left the house. As he led the way, I asked, "Hm, Harry? Where are we going?"

"To my car."

My mouth dropped open. "I didn't know you have a car."

"Got it last year."

We continued walking until we reached a solid black Porsche. Harry went to open the door and gestured me to get in.

"This is your car?" I asked in astonishment. That car probably cost a few hundred thousand pounds!

Harry gave me a proud grin. "Yep, of course there's a few enchantments in it....."

I grinned at him. "Does it fly?" I asked, hoping to remind him of himself and Ron in their second year in Hogwarts, when they flew a Ford Anglia to Hogwarts and in the end got beat up by the Whomping Willow.

Harry shuddered, looks like he remembered the incident. "That's the last thing I want it to do."

We got into the car and I looked at the interior of the car. It had an awesome looking radio, leather seats and clear glass windows. Wow, Harry must have spent a lot of money on it.

"How about some music?" asked Harry.

"Got any classical music?" I asked back. As you know, Diary, sometimes Viktor picked a quarrel with me and I often listened to classical music to calm myself down.

Harry looked embarrassed. "Um, no. I only listen to rock. To let off steam."

I blinked. "Rock music helps you to let off steam?"

"Yeah." Harry started driving. The car was silent as he drove.

I looked at his CD collection in the glove compartment. There are music by the Weird Sisters, Beatles, Celestina Warbeck, Evanescense, Avril Lavigne and more. I took out Avril's CD Let Go. I had heard of her. She's a Muggle singer and she's great. But I had never heard her songs completely (most of the time I heard bits here and there) before.

"Can I play this?"

Harry glanced at the CD and continued driving. "Go ahead."

I put it into the radio and started playing it softly. Harry reached over and turned the volume high up. "Rock music should be listened in this way." he said and nodded his head according to the beat.

As we listened to the music, I found myself smiling at the music. I actually liked it.

"Can I borrow the CD?" I asked when Harry stopped the car.

"Sure. You can borrow her latest album too." He got out of the car, went to the passenger side and opened the door. "Here we are."

I got out and looked at the building in front of me. It was dark and had the words "Nightmare Restaurant" in red on the signboard. I looked around, the street were crowded with people in Muggle clothing, we must be in the Muggle world.

"Welcome to the Nightmare Restaurant." said Harry.

"What's so special about a restaurant?" I asked curiously.

"You'll see." said Harry and brought me forward to the entrance, which was a wooden door. Oddly enough, it had a bell beside it.

Harry grabbed the rope of the bell and pulled it. I gasped at the noise it made. Instead of the usual ring, it gave an ear-splitting scream throughout the house.

Harry didn't look shock at the scream. We waited for a while before someone opened the door. My mouth dropped at the waiter. It was actually Frankenstein's Monster! His face was white and the bolts beside his head were black (I could see the snitches on his head). He was wearing a black and white uniform.

"Yes?"

"Table for two, please." said Harry, smiling at the monster.

"Follow me." said the monster, practically growling and went in.

"Harry, what is this place?" I asked in shock, grabbing Harry's arm.

"I'll explain later. Come on." said Harry and I went in unwillingly. This place looked weird.

And it was weirder inside! It was dark, lit by thousands of candles on candle stands. Blood-like stains were on the walls. Jack-O-lanterns were hanging from the ceiling. Instead of human waiters, I saw vampires, Medusa, witches, skeletons and werewolves walking around, serving their human customers orders. The customers didn't even look scared.

Frankenstein's Monster brought us to a table near the window. We sat down and he gave us two rolls of parchments. He left.

I unrolled the parchment and looked at the contents. "It's the menu!"

"Cool huh?" asked Harry. "This restaurant runs by Muggles and they thought it is interesting to have their staff dressed like that and have the place decorated this way. Since today is Halloween, I think it will be fun bringing you here."

I finally understood everything and appreciated Harry's efforts of bringing me here. "It's unique." I said, looking around before I returned to the menu. "Let's see.... what's good to eat....."

"Human heads."

I looked up at Harry in shock. "What did you just say?"

"It's just a name." said Harry quickly. "They put mashed potatoes, meat and hard-boiled eggs in mini jack-o-lanterns and called them human heads. I ate it once, it's delicious. You should try it."

I looked at Harry uncertainly. "Okay....."

"Great, and how about human blood for drinks?"

"And what is that?" I asked.

"Just a drink in red. Don't worry, it's not real blood. I know the difference since I got punched on the mouth by dark wizards sometimes. The drink smells nice too, I think you know the different between the smell of blood and a normal drink. Remember our fifth year in Hogwarts?"

I smiled, remembering the time when we lured Professor Umbridge into the forest.

Someone came over while I was still thinking about the past, when Harry and I were still 15. Harry's words snapped me out of my thinking. "Two set of human heads and two glasses of human blood." said Harry.

I looked up and saw a werewolf in a uniform. He took our orders and menus.

A few minutes later, he came back with two Jack-O-Lanterns with the size of very small beach ball. He placed them on our table and handed us forks and spoons. He left again, and then a female vampire with long red nails and black hair long enough to reach her waist came and gave our drinks.

"Eat up." said Harry cheerfully and lifted the top off his pumpkin. "Smells good."

He dug into his pumpkin and scooped out a spoonful of mashed potato. As he ate, I stared at my pumpkin uncertainly before I opened it. Inside, there were mashed potato, chicken meat and two hard-boiled eggs, beautifully arranged in the pumpkin.

I smiled at the creativity before I started eating as well. I drank the so-called human blood as well, like Harry said, it smelt good and tasted sweet too, like honey.

After dinner, Harry called for the waiter to pay the bill and a skeleton came over. I looked carefully and realised that it was just a person with makeup. He handed Harry a piece of parchment with the prices written on it. Harry took out his own Muggle money and paid him. After he left, I reached for my own purse.

"How much do I owe you for the dinner?" I asked.

"It's on me." said Harry, smiling. "Come on, let's go."

"So where are we going now?" I asked when we got out of the restaurant.

Harry looked surprised. "I was thinking of sending you home after this. I can't keep you for too long. You are, um, married, after all....."

"Why do you have to remind me that I am married?" I snapped without thinking.

Harry blinked. Then he frowned. "Hermione, is there something wrong between you and Krum?"

I avoided his eyes. "No."

"You're lying." he accused.

I sighed. "Yes, Viktor and I have not been getting along."

"For how long?"

"3 months." I mumbled. "No, I think more than that."

Harry leaned against his Porsche and looked at me seriously. "Why didn't you tell me? I have friends who are good at marriage counselling in the Ministry. Look, maybe I could ask one of them to....."

I shook my head. "It's no use. There's no love in my marriage. No matter how much counselling we have, Viktor will still pick a quarrel with me."

"Well, you two should try to get along. You are my best friend, and I want my best friend to be happy in her marriage." said Harry quietly.

I looked at him and he looked back. We stared at each other for a while before he cleared his throat. "I, um, better send you home."

Harry walked me up to my house. I held up the two CDs I borrowed. "Thanks for the CDs."

Harry smiled back. "No problem, you just return them to me when you have enough of them....."

Suddenly, someone came out of the shadows, Harry turned around and before he could move, the stranger threw him a punch on the face and the next thing I saw was Harry on the ground.

"Harry!"

The stranger came under the porch light, so that I could see his face.

"Viktor?"

"Get up, Potter." Viktor growled.

I watched Harry wiping the corner of his mouth with the back of his hand. Even under the soft porch light, I could see blood on his hand. I gasped while Harry glared at Viktor and got up.

"Hello Krum, long time no see." he said calmly.

Viktor ignored his greeting. "Vhat are you doing out vith my wife?" he demanded.

"We just ate dinner, that's all." said Harry.

Viktor snorted. "Yeah right."

"If you don't believe me, then I have nothing to say." said Harry.

Viktor scowled at him. "You are having a love affair with Hermy-own-ninny, right? Admit it!"

"It's have been so many years and you still call Hermione as Hermy-own-ninny." said Harry, avoiding Viktor's question.

Viktor looked as if he was going to punch Harry again. He took a step forward and I rushed to his front. "Viktor, no!"

"Get out of my way, Hermy-own-ninny!" said Viktor angrily. "I will deal with you later!"

"Viktor, you dare to touch Hermione and I will arrest you for abuse!" yelled Harry.

"See? You love her, don't you?" asked Viktor smugly.

Harry swallowed. "I love her.... as a friend."

"No, you don't!" said Viktor stubbornly and pushed me roughly aside. I tripped and fell.

Harry looked horrified. "Hermione!"

"Harry, go when you still have the chance!" I cried.

"But....."

"Go!" I begged. "Please!"

Harry looked at Viktor with his face filled with pain, then at Viktor with anger. Suddenly, he Disapparated.

"That's it, Potter! Just disappear into thin air when you wouldn't dare to face me!" called Viktor.

"What the bloody hell is wrong with you?" I asked and tried to get up.

Viktor came over and pulled me up by my arm violently. "Vhat's wrong? My wife is having a love affair and she asks me what's wrong like there's nothing wrong?"

"You are nuts," I spat. "There's nothing between Harry and me!"

Viktor let me go. "I will catch you two in the act, you'll see." he gave me a deadly stare before going back to the house.

I injured my hand when I fell just now but it's better after I soaked it in Murtlap essence. Seeing the Murtlap essence reminded me of Harry. I wondered what he did to heal his mouth. At least he just got a bleeding mouth. If he stayed any longer, he might have one of his ribs broken or something. Viktor was a lot bigger than he was.

I had listened to both of the CD I borrow. And I thought that Avril Lavigne described my life with her songs perfectly. The latest album Under My Skin suited me very well. One of the songs seemed to describe my recent life with Viktor. But one of them, named He Wasn't led me thinking. The song is about a girl who thinks that her love is not the one she's looking for.

Maybe Viktor isn't what I'm looking for. He never makes me feel like I am special. I should have known that I have made an awful mistake when I said 'yes' to his proposal years ago.

Then who is the one I'm looking for? All of my male friends from Hogwarts are attached, except Harry. He is different, he is a good friend, he is excellent in Defence Against the Dark Arts back in Hogwarts. He's an Auror, he's rich, charming, full of life, he even stands up for me. He cheers me up, he's there whenever I need him.....

Diary....

I....

I think I am.....

I think I am falling for Harry.

Hermione

Alicia sighed. "How terrible."

"What? The fact that Hermione didn't realise that Viktor is not the one until it's too late??" asked George.

"Yeah, and Hermione's marriage." said Alicia.

"Viktor Krum is a bastard." said Oliver, turning to the next page of the diary. "I will tell my team to show no mercy when we are playing against Krum's team. Here, Katie, you read it."

Katie cleared her throat and read. "November 13th 2002....."