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Draco read the words that had appeared in his diary HELP What did that mean? Was Hermione in trouble? As he heard those thoughts he jumped up and ran up the stiarcase. Without bothering to knock he burst into Hermione's room. It was all blue. Which meant she was...happy? But...the diary...

Hermione started to laugh.

"I take it that you only read the first word of my entry?"

"What..but.." he stuttered

"I wrote HELP my homework is overloading but obviously you only read the first word." Hermione laughed. Soon the hiccups started

"Screw you." He said coldly and stormed down the stairs. Hermione immediately stopped laughing and looked sorry

"I'm sorry." She called but he ignored her

Think she can play me? Stupid mudblood. In that one minute a reckless rage overcame him and he wrenched open his diary and flipped to Hermione's entries. He began reading

Dear Diary,

I can't believe it! I'm Head Girl! I get my dorm. the next few sentences describe her room..a.k.a BLAH BLAH On the downside guess who the Head Boy is. Not Harry but Draco Malfoy. But I must admit...he's being rather nice. Maybe's its how I changed...The Boy Who Lived NEVER saw when I changed my looks! Even at the Yule Ball in the 4th year. No 'lookin good' Hermione or anything. Maybe that's why he broke my heart. I hate Ginny. She looked nice even though her robes were second hand! My robes were nice! I, unlike Ginny, could afford to look good. I can't believe I just wrote that, but the little backstabbing bi---. Damn...here comes Draco...never thought I'd say that

-Later

I think...damn! I have feelings for Draco! He was being so nice...

-Hermione Anne Granger

Draco gulped as he read the last sentence. What he felt, he wouldn't admit to himself. He felt happy...and confused. Did he return her feelings? NO! I never would like a mudblood! I can't!

Hermione walked in the Common Room and Draco quickly shut the dairy. He had to be mad at her.

"I'm sorry" she said softly

"I don't need your pity." Snarled Draco

"It was a joke." Said Hermione, in that same soft voice.

"I don't like jokes. They ruined my life." He growled and turned away. Hermione sat down beside him and put a hand on his shoulder

"Do you want to talk about it?"

"NO." he said so venemously that Hermione lifted her hand. She stood up.

"Draco please, talking will help."

"No it won't! Talking shows emotion! And as a Malfoy i do NOT show emotion and I am NOT a friend to any mudblood!"

"You know what Draco? I thought you were different! Like you could change! But boy, did you prove me wrong! YOU'RE JUST LIKE YOUR FATHER!" she yelled and ran out of the dorm. She climbed out angrily, leaving Draco sitting there to ponder her remarks.

You're just like your father. The words played over and over in his head. But did he really want to be like his deceased father? The same father who had killed numerous innocent people? The person who had forced him to become a death eater. The same person who performed the Cruciatus curse on his won son

"NO!" he yelled and threw a glass ornament that was on the table into the fire.

Flashback

"Father, I'm sorry." Said Draco kneeling in front of his father

"That is no excuse boy. You yelled when the Dark Mark was burned into your skin! It is a sign of weakness! Malfoy's do not have weaknesses! I will show you pain! CRUCIO!"

Draco rolled on the ground screaming in pain...it seemed to never end

Flash Forward

"I am not like my father." He said with a very ugly look on his face. He too out the agenda and wrote those 6 words down.

-:-Meanwhile-:-

Hermione was still clutching the diary when it burned

"Ow!" she dropped the book. It had a faint blue glow around it. She picked it up and flipped it to the page and read the words I am not like my father. She nodded at the book as if Draco could see. As she was thinking about Draco his face appeared on the page. She gasped.

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