Chapter 3: Part 1

Draco realized that time had flown by. Damn. Why do I always have to be late? he thought to himself, as he opened the door of the utility closet. Seeing that no one was around, he snuck out and was soon on his way to the Bio Lab. Remembering that he had to turn time back to normal, he turned his Time Turner 2 times counter-clockwise. He was as calm as anyone could be.

Hermione, on the other hand, was a nervous wreck. She couldn't find her diary anywhere. taking her own timeturner from her pocket, she turned it 5 times clockwise and 4 times counterclockwise, so that time was stopped. Shit. Shit shit shit. Where the heck could it have gone? Accio Diary! she thought, and sure enough, her brown leather-covered diary came zooming to her. Sticking it in her bag, she couldn't help but ponder what had happened to it. A thought came to her that made her skin crawl. What if Malfoy had...read...my personal thoughts. My personal thoughts about everyone. Harry, Ron, Ginny, quidditch, the world...and worst of all...him.

Draco wondered if there was anything in Hermione's diary that may lead to her saying "Woah Baby" the day before. It wasn't like her at all. True, the first diary entry was very much like the old Hermione, but this new, different Hermione was strangly scary. All of his years in Hogwarts, he had never let on anything...passionate...about his feelings towards anybody. Niether had Hermione...well, except for Ron. And even then, she had never said anything along the lines of "Woah Baby"...ever.

Highly confused, Draco decided to read the next entry or two, to get a feeling towards who the new Hermione was.

September 7, 2006: EVENING

Dear Diary,

I arrived at my host family's home today. It's much smaller than either Hogwarts or my own home, but it's nice all in all. As soon as I stepped up onto the quaint little porch, I could hear a dog barking inside. A girl about 4 years younger than me arrived at the door. She welcomed me in and introduced herself as Kate Casselo. She looked so lovely. Her hair was curled and she was wearing the nicest outfit. Her parents, Diane and Stephen, walked down the hallway. They looked very nice. To tell the truth, I was flattered they thought so much as to dress up for me. The house was absolutely gorgeous. On the outside, it had white, vinyl siding. It looked old and Victorian, but still quaint and pretty. Kate and her family lived on a farm, and it had a bunch of different animals, like chickens, cows, and pigs. A beautiful flower bed framed the porch. Inside, the hallway was a light, spa-like green color, with a pink and white rose runner down the cherry wood ahllway floor. "Come into the parlour, Hermione!" Kate said, walking towards the French door at the end of the hallway. walking through the door, I felt like I was back at Hogwarts. The walls were a gold color, with red carpet the same pattern and color as the runner in the hallway. There was a shiny black baby-grande piano in the corner. there were presents on the coffee table. "It's my birthday on the 16th." Kate explained.

Walking into the dining room, I saw a set table with fine china. A big bowl of spaghetti was placed in the center of the table. "I'm sorry if it's cold, dear. I was so excited about having someone stay with us for a year I made everything an hour early. Dinner will be approximately 6:30 to 7:00 each night from now on." Mrs. Casselo said. "Kate, why don't you show Hermione where you two will be sleeping. Hermione, we have a surprise waiting for you. They-I mean, it...showed up today. We knew you would be looking for them...it sooner or later when you got here." Mr. Casselo suggested, looking mischeviously at Mrs. Casselo. Just then, Kate's older twin sisters, older sister, and younger brother walked in. "Oh, Hey! You must be Herm-ee-oh-ninny. Katie's told my best friends, my boyfriend, my boyfriend's brother, and my boyfriend's sister all about you!" Priscilla (Kate's oldest sister) said. "Yeah! I you look like the girl who plays-" one of Kate's older twin sisters said, before the other, Gina, slapped a hand on Fern's (the girl who had talked) mouth. "Shut up! We have to go write that letter. This revenge will be the sweetest!" Gina said. I couldn't help but chuckle at the two, remembering Ron and his family. "Mrs. Casselo, could I please...um..owl my friend? It won't take long. I just need to tell him something." I asked. "Sure, sweetie. Do you want some tea? We ordered some butterbeer if you would like that instead." Mrs. Casselo said. As she said it, tears came to my eyes as I remembered all the good times I had with the Weasley family.

I'll tell you more later. Kate's showing me my room. I hope Priscilla isn't part of the Muggle Ministry. That would be too freaky. I just learned something cool about Mr. Casselo-He's the Town Supervisor for Canandaigua. He's like the Minister of Muggles! Haha!

Going to Owl Ron and Harry. Hope they're getting along without me ok. I wonder if I can apparate out of here and see them sometime?

Love always, Hermione

As Draco read this, he felt a little softer towards Hermione. She feels at home with the Weasel and his family. How sweet! I have to...think about what I'm saying before I think the next time.

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