A/N> If it takes me a while to get these posted or they're shorter than usual it's because I have school and bio this semester and it's much more hard and much more work so I'll update as often as I can. I'm also working on a new Draco fic in my spare time but I won't be posting it for quite sometime so keep your eyes open for that!

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Confessions

Hermoine woke up the next morning to find Draco beside her bed immerged in many books of what looked to be about Care of Magical Creatures. He was deeply into the books and didn't notice when she started to stir in her bed. It wasn't until he heard her cough that he even looked up.

"What are you doing in here?" she asked groggily while rubbing the sleep from her eyes.

"Well, if you recall, we're supposed to teach a class in two more days, together at that, and I'm not doing all of the work by myself, so you can think again there Granger because you're the bookworm so I think you should be the one doing all of the work" he said handing her the book and leaning back in the chair.

Hermoine rubbed her temples at ramble that Draco had just finished. She sighed and then mumbled "If only my dream was true." But unfortunately for her, she mumbled it loud enough for Draco to hear and he abruptly asked "What dream?"

Hermoine flushed and looked down on the book. "It's nothing. Never mind. Just drop it Draco."

Draco shrugged. It was fine with him. While she had to stay here in the hospital for the rest of the day then maybe he'd take a little trip back to their common room and into her room. She was a female. Most females kept diaries. Maybe he'd stumble upon hers.

An evil smirk came over his face while he was thinking these things until he was snapped out of it by Hermoine. "What are you going through?" she asked.

"Huh? Oh…nothing" he said slyly and stood up. "I have to get something back at the common room. I'll be back" Draco said and left quickly.

Hermoine shrugged and picked up the book that Draco had put on her lap.

Draco made his way back to the common room quickly, but before he reached it he saw Blaise and the Weaselette holding hands. Draco didn't have time for this. He wanted to see what the Mudblood had written in her diary. Maybe there would be some juicy secrets or some comments on how she desperately wanted him and would shag him first chance she got.

"What do you want Blaise? I don't have much time. I have to be back to the hospital wing in a few minutes" Draco said while stopping in front of the two of them.

"Well I was going to tell you that Ginny and I are together now, but if you have better things to do than listen to your best friend then I'm out of here" Blaise said while scowling. He and Ginny turned around and walked towards the Great Hall.

Draco rolled his eyes and muttered curse words under his breath while proceeding to their common room. Since Hermoine had chosen to make her room password protected, he had to go through their joint bathroom and into her room.

He rummaged through her papers and books on her bookcase until he finally came to a little black book that was bound closed with a black leather strap that said "The Diary of Hermoine Jane Granger".

This was it. The moment that Draco Malfoy had been waiting for all morning. Why had he never thought of this sooner? He hastily unfastened the leather bindings and opened the book. His eyes fell on the date and scanned the page quickly.

"July 15th 1995

Dear diary, I've been staying with the Weasley's for the past week and Ronald seems to be ignoring me, or avoiding me. I really do wonder why as I don't know what I've done to make him do so. Maybe he's still upset that Harry and I ended up missing his winning match while going with Hagrid to see Grawp. I really do wish he'd get over himself and talk to me."

Who the hell is Grawp? Draco thought to himself and turned the page a few more pages.

"August 30th 1995

Dear diary, Harry finally joined us here at The Burrow and he seems to be a little bit better about the death of his godfather Sirius Black. I wonder how things will end up differently at school this year with everyone knowing about You-Know-Who being back. I can't believe the Daily Prophet took so long to release it Anyways I should probably retire to my bed now."

He turned some more pages and was shocked at what he saw next.

"October 13th 1995,

Dear diary, sometimes I wonder if Draco, I mean Malfoy, and I are sharing a dream. He's been nicer to me this year and hasn't called me a mudblood once. He's sticking to my last name at least. Sometimes I wish my dream was true for the most part and that Draco and I were together and that he wanted to be a changed man. I can see it so vividly when he tells me he wants a resorting and then when we're kissing. It may just be a dream but he really was incredible in it. I didn't much like the way Blaise turned out though. Such a prick with his trying to rape me techniques. Oh why won't this insane dream just go away! It's terrible having to relive this night after night. I don't know what I'll do if it doesn't go away."

Draco closed the book, completely shocked at what he read. He decided to leave it there. Granger was probably wondering where the hell he was and what was taking him so long. He'd simply say that he got an owl from his mother and had to reply immediately.

He took hold of another Care of Magical Creatures book and walked slowly back to the Hospital Wing. Should he tell her he was having the same dream? No, she would then find out he had read her diary and she would not be a pretty sight, not that she was a pretty sight to him.

He sat down on the chair by her bedside in the Hospital Wing. He wanted her to bring up the dream so he could tell her he was having the same one, but she didn't bring up the subject.

After many hours of nothing but the sound of a scribbling quill on parchment, Draco finally spoke up.

"So have we decided what we're going to do for a creature?"

"I think we should just stick with the nifflers that Hagrid had ordered in" Hermoine said while rapidly writing down all of the information that she possibly could on nifflers.

Ah, what the hell, Draco thought. I am a Malfoy after all. Who cares if the mudblood is mad at me for reading her diary?

"Granger, I know" Draco drawled.

"Know what?" Hermoine asked. She was clearly off in her own little world.

"About your dream" Draco answered which made Hermoine drop her quill.

"Y-you read my diary?" she stuttered, her eyes wide.

Draco nodded. "And I don't know how to put this, but I think I'm having the same dreams."