Women Never Seem To Understand
Hermione walked in from the common and threw her books on her bed. Another day of sitting in class doing absolutely nothing, 'I hope life doesn't stay like this.' She thought as she laid down on her bed.
She closed her eyes and laid there for awhile. 'A short nap sounds good. I don't have anything better to do with my time. I've finished all of my homework already.' But that's when she remembered… 'Malfoy's Journal.'
He stood up and grabbed the book. Then walked back to her bed and sat down again. She opened the book and read the entry after his first.
Journal,
I have no idea why I'm still writing in this useless thing. Honestly, I think the idea of this is so dumb. What's the point of writing about how your life's going in a stupid journal? I guess I could enchant you, or a charm maybe. Well, I'll have to think about that idea.
Today sucked, as usual. Weasel and Potty walked into class late. Snape gave them a detention, like he always does. I sat there, did the potion, and went to Transfiguration. Luckily, Gryffindors and Slytherins are in different classes. One class with them is bad enough, but two? I would be crazy by the end of the day.
The rest of the day has been a blur. I don't remember much. I was so tired form last night that I didn't really pay attention. Pansy wouldn't leave me the hell alone, so I had to sit and talk to her until 2:30 a.m. I swear, that girl can not take a hint. "Well, I'm tired and we've got a test tomorrow so…" "And Lauren said, 'That is such a cute dress. Too bad I can't afford it,' and I said…." Well, you get the picture. Women, I swear. They never seem to understand when they want you to just get the hell away from you.
It's 6:20 now, I guess I should get down to dinner. Everyone's going to question the living hell out of me if I don't show up. That'll be a great conversation. "Hey Draco, why weren't you at dinner?" "I was in my room, writing in my journal." I'm sure everyone would get a kick out of that. I would be the laughing stock of Slytherin House. Well, I'm gone.
Draco Malfoy
'Typical Draco. All he cares about is what people might think of him.' She closed his journal and set it in her night-table drawer. Nobody ever looked in there, she barely even looked in there. She hadn't cared where she left it last time but, she had been thinking about it today and…. She had come to the conclusion that she should hide it. She trusted Lavender and Parvati but, well…. They were the nosey type. Had to know everything and they spread rumors around pretty often too. What would they do if they found Hermione Granger, reading Draco Malfoy's journal? The school would fall to pieces. Complete and utter chaos.
She yawned a little, and her tiredness hit here like a ton of bricks. 'NO wonder I came back to my room.' She thought to herself as she stood up to go change into her pajamas. She got changed and crawled into bed. Rolling over to turn off her light, she realized that she had misplaced her diary awhile ago and had yet to find it. 'I'll go and find it tomorrow.'
With that thought in mind, she turned off her light and fell into a sweet slumber. What Hermione didn't know, was not only did she misplace her diary, but it had ended up in Draco's hands. But sleeping Hermione didn't know, and what you don't know won't kill you. Nothing he read would make a huge difference in either of their lives, right?
Wynter- I know that this isn't my chapter, but tea-cake-and-death had alot going to and she couldn't update/Not big deal. I know that it's short, but the next chapter is almost done. So, in a way, U get two chapters in this update. Review responses will be in the next chapter. Thanx. R & R!