2:15 pm

Back on the ground

Hah. Cracked it. I had to FEED the clue to the weathervane to get the next clue! I am a genius.

2:25 pm

Hagrid's

Hagrid came stumping out of the forest with his third-year class (they were dismissed early because two of the girls fainted and a third broke down in tears) and invited me in for a cuppa, and so here I am.

I feel kind of bad, actually - none of us has been down to visit Hagrid this year. I know why Harry hasn't - Hagrid will want to talk to him about Sirius, and Harry can't really deal with that right now. Understandable, but why haven't Ron and I been down?

Poor Hagrid.

2:33 pm

Eurgh, Hagrid is such a BRUTE!!

Matt came down to find me, and so he knocks on the door and says all polite-like, "Hi, is Hermione here?" For all the world as if he'd come to pick me up for a date and Hagrid was my Dad. It was really quite a turn-on.

And Hagrid goes, "Who in the ruddy hell are yeh?"

"I'm Matt Becker, Hermione's boyfriend." (HURRAY! THREE TIMES YES AND A HYPHEN!!) And Hagrid just glared at him and said, "Well, yeh get yer skinny arse back up ter the castle befer I punt yet there meself."

So Matt leaves, and Hagrid went postively AWOL on me. "What's in yer head, 'Mione, hangin aroun' with that bit o'filth Becker? Gulpin' Gargoyles, Malfoy's a be'er choice than 'im!"

And then I got really huffy and left. What does Hagrid know anyways? You can't even understand him half the time, let alone trust his judgement. Matt's a great guy. Better than Malfoy, for god's sake!! What's got into Hagrid lately?? Anyway, so Matt was waiting for me in the entrance hall and we made our way up to the common room. I'm watching Ron and Matt play Wizard'sChees. Matt is losing spectacularly, but that's nothing new. No one - and I do mean no one - can beat Ron at Wizard's Chess.

2:40 pm

I wonder why Hagrid seems to hate Matt so much? And how DARE he suggest that Malfoy's a better choice? Eurgh!! Just the thought of Malfoy makes me want to HURL!!

2:45 pm

There's nothing wrong with Matt. Look at him. Sitting there playing chess with Ron, his yummy dreamy orgasm-inducing eyes all intense like, his dreamy hair flopping into his dark soulful yummy eyes (all mine, mine mine!!), his hands......oh god, his hands!! He is one million percent dreamy, and I don't care what anyone says.

4:00 pm

Quidditch Pitch

Matt's coming to watch us practice. When Alicia saw him, she flipped and said that he couldn't watch because he was probably a spy from Slytherin just POSING as a Gryffindor, but she soon calmed down and realized Matt's not a Slytherin as he's in most of her non-Slytherin classes.

4:22 pm

Everytime I do the littlest thing, Matt is like, "Way to go, gorgeous!" and "Keep up the good work, sexy!" At first it was cute, but now I'm sorely tempted to tell him to shut up. Harry and Ron may never stop teasing me.

6:00 pm

Dinner

Mmm. Food.

6:05 pm

All the Slytherins keep pointing at me and laughing. I looked in my little compact mirror but there's nothing on my face. What on earth is going on?!

6:15 pm

Oh GODDDDD!!! No wonder the prats were laughing - I have this tree branch stuck in my hair!! Why didn't any of my so-called 'friends' say anything? Oh, I KNOW, because they're all to busy SNOGGING to notice!! GOD!!

6:38 pm

Bed

I'm hiding up here pouting because all of my 'friends' are too busy being couply to notice anything's wrong. I'll bet that if I went downstairs, slit my wrists and painted a mural on the wall with my blood, no one would look up or even say anything, because they're all too busy shoving their tongues down each other's throats!

Tuesday October 22nd

8:20 am

Breakfast

I came down and Ginny said, "What's got you in such a foul mood?"

"Nothing!! I'm perfectly fine."

"Oh, so is that why you blew your chair to dust when you accidentally tripped over it?"

"Yes!"

Really. What's wrong with using the Reductor Curse when you trip over something? Nothing, that's what! And I'm surprised Ginny even noticed, the way Harry was all over her.

Okay, so maybe I'm a LITTLE cranky. So??

8:22 am

Post is going on as I write this. It's not like I have to pay attention, I never get post. It is rather distracting having feathers and owl droppings flying every which way while you're trying to eat/read/write, however.

8:23 am

Blast!!

Damned letter in my ceral, it splattered milk EVERYWHERE! How are we supposed to eat with owl droppings everywhere? Christ!!

8:24 am

Oh, the letter's for me.

8:26 am

Oh god. Oh god, oh god. I'm going to be sick. Oh god!!

9:40 am

Dormitories

I'm skiving off classes today. There is NO WAY I'm going to be able to concentrate on schoolwork today. Not after the letter Mum sent me.

Mum and Dad...they're...oh god, I can't say it. It hurts too much. I can't deal with this, not on top of everything else.

10:15 am

I can't stop crying. I can't even get out of bed. I'm in shock. This can't be happening. It can't. It's impossible. Mum and Dad absolutely, positively CANNOT be getting a divorce.

There. I said it. Mum and Dad are getting a divorce. Here's what Mum's letter said:

Dear Hermione,

How are you, love? Are you doing well? Do you like school? How are Harry, Ron and Ginny? Are they doing well?

I'll stop with the small talk. You're probably wondering why I'm writing this letter to you, and there's not much point in beating around the bush, so I'll just come out with it.

Honey, your father and I getting a divorce.

I want you to know that it has absolutely NOTHING to do with you. THIS IS NOT YOUR FAULT.

Your father and I love you so much, but we can't be together anymore. All the love has gone from our relationship, and there's just no point in staying on.

Well, I've got to go, sweetheart. I'm so sorry if this has hurt you. Write if you have any questions or comments, but if you don't, I'll understand.

Love, Mum

P.S. How would you like to come stay with me in my new flat for Christmas? Let me know, love.

-Mum

How DARE she!! How could she break something like this to me in a LETTER? A letter, for god's sake!! And what's with the, "If you have any questions or comments" thing? Comments? What does she think this is??

I can't deal with this.

12:20 pm

Ginny and Melissa came in to see why I ran out of the Great Hall so fast at breakfast. I couldn't tell them. It was like I was frozen or something. They kept asking me if I was alright, and I could only nod and say "uh-huh."

And it was weird, because it was like I wanted to cry, I wanted to tell them so they would be like, "Gosh, how awful!" and hug me and make me feel better about it.

But I couldn't. I couldn't say a word.

After a while they left, and now I'm by myself again.

1:15 pm

I'm not going to visit Mum at Christmas. I'll go stay with Dad. Or maybe I'll go to the Burrow with Harry, Ron and Ginny. Or maybe I'll just stay here and wallow in a pit of self-pity.

2:40 pm

I just don't understand how they could do this!! I thought they loved each other! Isn't that why they got MARRIED?

How am I not supposed to be hurt by this? How am I going to get through this - all the ugly custody battles and everything that goes along with a divorce?

I don't want this to happen. I don't want any part of this. I want to go to sleep and wake up and find that this is all a dream.

Maybe it's all just a big joke. Maybe at Christmas they'll jump out and yell "Surprise!" and confess to the prank. Maybe my life isn't really falling to pieces around me. Maybe.....