May 6th

No. of hearts broken over sodding Potions Master who I can't seem to rid myself of: 1

No. of tears shed over sodding Potions Master: 4357

No. of times am planning to leave bed in foreseeable future: 0

Ugh. My life is over. My heart has whithered and died. I see no point in continuing with this sham of an existence.

It happened at dinner. Was repeating mantra to self, "inner poise, inner poise," and was succeeding in not once glancing at the staff table at a certain professor. Ron and Harry were paying attention only to their food, and also, in Harry's case, Ginny Weasley's hand on his knee. Then, as I was taking a drink from my goblet, the door behind the staff table flew open, and in walked a woman. She was dark haired with a peculiar yet magnificently beautiful face.

'Who on Earth...' I thought to myself, and then... Then, Severus stood up, embraced her and kissed her on the cheek. He looked so happy, so pleased to see her. He drew up a chair next to his and they sat down to finish eating. I was staring at them, open-mouthed in shock. Then I felt the tears begin to form.

Because no matter how much "inner-poise" I've got, no matter how much I try to get over him, no matter how much I think he's an inconsiderate bastard, I love him. I really truly do. I stood up as the first tears threatened to fall.

"Excuse me," I muttered not looking at anyone. I glanced up at him when I reached the door to the corridor and met his eyes. He saw the tears and he looked stricken.

Ha! Like he has reason to be upset. It was my heart that was broken! Mine! Me who was lead on by his charms, and his excellent shag ability, and it was me who was let down in the end, who was left alone, while he has his "unusual beauty" to moon over.

20.42

Am going to sleep in hope of never waking up.

May 7th

Alcoholice beverages: 4 (Drowning sorrows, but not really as they are butterbeer and do nothing for current state of mind, sadly)

Chocolate cakes eaten: 21 (Killing sorrows by sugar-and-fat overload)

Times have left bed in past 24 hours: 2 (Bathroom)

Look disgusting. Feel disgusting. Am disgusting, really, otherwise would never have repulsed Severus away into arms of model-esque Queen. Perhaps I was so repulsive without clothes, or maybe was just a terrible shag, and now he is sending me not so subtle hints, like having his future wife appear in the Great Hall at dinner time, in hope that I will get the message and get over him.

Ugh... Think will curl up and die.

17.26

Have just finished talking to Ginny, who came to see me when Harry and Ron told her I was sick.

"Hermione, I know you're not asleep, so sit up and talk to me," she said upon entering the dorm. How did she know I wasn't sleeping? "If you talk to me, I'll give you more cake and a cup of tea?" I immediately sat bolt upright.

I was out of cake.

"What's wrong with you, why won't you come downstairs?" she asked, looking concerned.

"I'm," cough cough, "sick," cough cough cough. She didn't look convinced, so I gave in. If I can't tell Ginny, who can I tell?

"Alright!" I cried, tears forming in my eyes, "My heart is broken! I'm dying of the pain!" I grabbed a pully and buried my face in it, positively howling.

"Shh," she said soothingly, stroking my hair, "Who is it you're in love with? Ron?" she asked.

"No! No, no, no!" I replied through my sobs, "It's..." I hesitated. What would her reaction be? Oh, sod it, it's not like I cared about anything anymore.

"You have to promise to never tell! Not even Ron or Harry, in fact, especially not them!" I said, looking at her warningly, though it probably didn't work as had hair size of Texas and red, swollen eyes from crying. However she nodded in agreement.

"Professor Snape," I whispered in an agonised tone. Ginny, God bless her, didn't shriek or squeal or laugh. Instead, when I had buried my head in the pillow for another good cry, resumed stroking my hair.

"Oh, you poor thing! Oh how awful, especially with that woman just appearing out of nowhere!" She sounded genuinely sympathetic. "Well! You know what this calls for?" she asked lifting my head up to look at her. I sniffed and shook my head "no".

"It means, m'dear, that we are going to have to cheer you up! I'll tell Lavender and Parvati that your heart is broken - don't worry I won't say by who! And then we will stay up all night laughing at boys and their general stupidity! Of course, we will need required girly feel good music and makeover supplies..." She looked thoughtful.

"I'll go get my supplies, some food and Lavender and Parvati!" She hugged me again, "Oh, Hermione, don't worry! Everything always works out for the best! And if he doesn't wake up and realise how desperately in love with you he is, then it's his own misfortune!" She grinned at me, and I couldn't help but smile back. She is such a positive person, she always makes me feel better.

Oh, bugger, here they are. Am actually secretly excited for girly slumber party. It's just what the doctor ordered!

18.01

But was it really necessary to bring both a bottle of vodka and one of tequila? Will be pissed in no time.

01.27

Har har har, Ginny ish funny. I love her sho sho mushhh! And Lavender and Parvashi! They are the beshtesht friendsh ever! Ooooh, shtrawsh! Ha ha ha, look Ginny ish shinging Pat Benetar! She'sh actually very good, shoundsh jusht like her... "Love ish a battlefield! We are shtrong! No one can tell ush we're wrong! Shearshing our heartsh for sho long!"

Ahh, go Ginny, hic! Oopshy! Hic! Why is Parvashi coming at me with lipshtick... Thish won't end well...

Hic!

May 9th

No. of hangovers nursed yesterday: 1

No. of times left bed yesterday: 7 (Bathroom for pukage)

No. of times left bed today: Today I went to classes. I guess Ginny's sleepover did the trick.

No. of detentions received after being framed: 1

Ugh. I am so mad. Was in potions today and Snape threw a firework in my cauldron, just so he could give me detention. I knew he didn't love me, but now I think he really hates me to be framing me to get me in detention. Ugh. Why would he do such a thing? That's just cruel.

19.01

My head still hurts. Ugh. Now, have to go to detention tomorrow night with Snape. It will be unbearable especially since my heart is broken and yet all the tiny shards that remain scream his name.

19.27

Should have never left bed.

A/N: Thank you so much to everyone who keeps reviewing me, I am so pleased you are all enjoying my story. Not so funny this chapter, but had to go with Hermione's mood. Next one will be better I promise, and I'll keep updating as fast as I can, which incidentally is pretty fast, since as soon as I post a new chapter, I start another! I have no life, what ya gonna do?

purple-dinosaur xxxx