Harry's become a right prat since the rendevous in Diagon Alley. I can't tell if he's miffed at Malfoy for being such a git, or upset at me for making him leave. Honestly, did Harry expect me to stand there and let Malfoy's words bounce off me?

I can't believe I walked in on Draco like that - in the change-room, I mean. And it wasn't as though he was checking himself in the mirror, he was snogging - no, shagging the clerk! Honestly, that girl giggled so hysterically, both during the - relations - and afterward, I don't know how he could stand it. She reminds me of Pansy Parkinson. Ugh.

Harry seemed sort of dumbstruck at Wonderful Wanda's Witchy Wear. I've never known Harry to be so awkward - except when he was around Cho Chang, of course, but he hasn't seen her for years.

Apparently she moved. Near Cedric's parent's place in Liverpool. Hah. I'll bet she has a mourning club. Not that I don't relate, Cedric was a smashing boy, but she couldn't even look Harry in the eye without bursting into tears.

Back to Wanda's. I didn't pay too much attention to the girl, after all, having Malfoy's naked image imprinted in your brain is quite distracting.

Anyways, Harry was also quite awkward. I had expected him to come up with some smarmy comeback but instead he just stared at me like I had sprouted a second head. Stupid git.

I practically had to drag him away from the ridiculous Wonderful Wanda's Witchy Wear.

And we didn't even buy any robes at Madame Malkin's.

On a brighter note, Ron's been acting much more cheerful lately. I wonder if he's heard from Ginny. I asked Ron if he's noticed Harry's darkening moods and strange silences. He stared at me blankly. Obviously he's oblivious or just moronic.

I met with Luna Lovegood for tea, and we had a lovely chat. She seemed enthralled with some 'Perpetua green-horned gyffiworms'. I figure she's made them up though. Fancy having a horned flobberworm with a lion's mane and nine legs. Yeah. That's how she's described them.

Odd girl.

I also went to the library. Found a great book on love spells and potions. Wouldn't dream of using them. What? Did you really expect me to say something like 'Harry'd accidentally drank one and is now thrilled at the thought of snogging Ron.'

Hah. Ridiculous, even it would explain Ron's cheery mood ..

Ah, here's Mrs. Weasley now. Dinner, I expect. Or not.

Fred and George have been sending for me for ages, apparently.

Ten minutes later

Those - those - UGGGH. They need psychiatrists. I mean, they call for me to ask me to test their newest gag for W.W.W.

Guess what it was.

Go on, guess.

BRAIN SHRINKING GUM.

Apparently it's supposed to make you a whole lot dumber. Or, as they put it;

"Hermione, it'll make you a far more agreeable acquaintance."

"Truly Herm. Would we lie to you? Sometimes you're a bit too -"

"Annoyingly bright."

I suppose I must have looked outraged, for they quickly added;

"Not that we don't think you're brilliant,"

"Really, you are."

"We just need someone to test it on."

"Not that you're just a guinea pig!"

Needless to say I stormed off. They've tried to apparate up here to see me, but I've put a charm on the room. Let's see them get in now.

Stupid gits.