Draco turned the page. As he read the next entry, his eyes widened. It was about...him! Well, he was described. He remembered that time. Hermione had written about me! He thought.

September 8, 2006: MORNING

Dear Diary

I don't have much time, but I wanted to tell you something. Percy and Priscilla are going steady. I wrote Ron telling him...oh god, I might as well copy the letter. Here:

Dear Ron,

How are you? I'm fine here in New York...Tomorrow night we're going to a 'mall'. Maybe your family could apparate here and join us? My host family knows that I'm a witch. Well, a nice witch I guess. Last night, I got there, and they showed me their house. It was beautiful and home-y. And when I met the family-holy cow! I had to owl you ASAP. Ron, they're like your family. The mum, the dad-they're like your parents. Only...vice versa. She found that Kate and her older twin sisters drove the minivan-that was a story I have to tell you and Harry and the twins. Priscilla, the oldest, reminds me of Percy. For the government here, she's writing about ovens for the Safety and Fire Department. Percy has to meet her. The twins are thinking about revenge on someone. They're very outspoken. Kate loves candy, and her favorites are Jelly Beans, Chocolate miniatures, and PopRocks. The youngest, Kate's brother Gerald, (pronounced: J-er-uld) has a crush on me. It's amazing. He looks kind of like Ginny. They all have red hair, too, Ron. Kate is actually Kate's middle name. Her first name is Rachel-she hates it. Her mother knits her these sweaters and her name doesn't fit because she makes the letters too big. She made me a sweater too!

Well, tell your parents. Please get here soon! Love 3 Hermione

P.S. You are studying for your Entrance Exam for the Ministry, aren't you, Ronald? You'll never get in if you don't study and/or practice!

Ron wrote me back about 15 minutes afterwards. Here's his letter:

Dear 'Mione--

My parents said fine. My dad quizzed me on a muhl-is that how you spell it? He kept asking me these questions, like "What is a 'muhl'" and "What books do they sell?" and "What is a hot dog?". All night, even after I had gone to bed, he was asking me questions through the door. Finally, mum hit him on the head with a knitting needle and he went to bed. When is this trip? Harry wants to know if he can come too. He doesn't have much to do with Dumbledore, Sir Malfoy Sr. and Sirius gone...not to mention He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named gone too. Ginny looks forward to seeing you. She wants to go to "Abercrombie & Fitch". What the bloody hell is that? I'm going to kill Parvati and Padma when I see them. Always Muggle clothes-why? Because they're cool. Well, I've got a date tonight with Lavendar-better go tell Percy that I'm leaving. Good talking to you 'Mione, Ron

I told him tomorrow night. Oh shit, well, I'd better get going-I'm going to go put make up on. Kate keeps pestering me to try to put this black crayon looking stuff on my eyelid. Uggghhh! I...nevermind. 3 Hermoine

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September 8, 2006: Evening

Dear Diary,

School was...interesting. I have to tell you something though- about the open house tonight. I kind of met someone at school today. Well, I shouldn't say I met someone-I didn't meet them persay. I ran into them. I was on my way to the locker rooms and I made a wrong turn. I kind of got a little messed up. I sat on the floor and pulled out my map of DeSales. I didn't notice that someone was standing in front of me. Flustered and eyes still fixed on the map, I stood up. Well, not really. You know how you kind of bend over when you stand up from sitting on the floor? Well, I did that and I guess pretty hard too because...well, let's just say the person standing in front of me was a boy...didn't know my head was that hard...but he was really cute. He had blonde hair and silver-blue eyes. He looked faintly familiar-I just couldn't remember where I had met him. I figured I had met him at lunch or in class or something. I felt really sorry for hitting him...there... I said, "Oh my gosh. I am so sorry! I just didn't see you standing there and I...did it really hurt that much?" He said, through a slight grimace and red cheeks (not to mention tears in his eyes) "Oh. Yeah. Just. Fine. Really. God damn it that hurt! It's really my fault, I didn't realize I was standing so close. Kind of snuck up on you, didn't I? Sorry about that." I couldn't help but think, Wow, what a great voice. And he didn't care about...that...

Dinner calls. Oh...and the mall's doors will be recieving us in about an hour. I just have to go get ready. Kate, or "Rachel" rather, told me that there were a lot of hot guys in the mall. Wonder if that guy will be there? I'll probably see him at the Open House. I'm going to apologize profusely. I told Ron and Harry about it and they said it hurts...REALLY bad. I feel so guilty now.

3 Hermione

Draco just stared at the page. He remembered how much that had hurt. Ouch... I wonder if she still feels sorry for...that? He read the next entry.

September 8, 2006: LATER EVENING

Dear Diary,

The mall was great; Ron and Harry were there. Ginny and I bought some new jeans and 2 sweatshirts each. It was really expensive. I just thought of something though- A Galleon is like 100 dollars. I only spent about 2 galleons on my clothes. I brought 100 Galleons, 50 Sickles, and 10 knuts with me. A sickle is worth 10 dollars, and a knut is worth 5 dollars. I brought, in total, exactly $10,550 with me. That's a lot of money. Whoa...

Something interesting happened at the Open House- First of all, the cute guy was there...very busy, too. I walked around the corner, headed to the Ladies Restroom to touch up my makeup, when I heard moaning. Happy moaning, though. "Oh, I love you. Give it to me, baby, give it to me, yes...mmmmmm..." I had received a letter saying I was hall monitor and head of my class. I was pretty familiar with that. I was determined to carry out my responsibility. I walked straight up to the half open door- in their hunger for shag the couple had forgotten to close the door; if it was a couple... Anyways, I open the door, and I see a teenage boy, around my age, shagging a teenage girl...who looked strangley familiar. The boy looked up, and I recognized him instantly as the "cute boy." Seeing me, he disappeared. He probably was from Hogwarts. That's probably where I recognized him from. Father Grasso, whom I didn't see, had walked around the opposite corner than me. He heard the noises and turned away. I think that will haunt him forever...

Well, a lot of cute boys at the mall. I saw that Kate was glowing. I don't know why, but she looked a little like the girl shagging "cute boy." Her lipstick was smudged, and she said she'd tell me later when I asked her when we got home. I don't really care whether she and he shagged or not. I'm here for an education. Wait, why don't I care about this but when I see that Angelina Joli are getting married I automatically buy the magazine? I'm going insane from sleep deprivation. Nightie Night, 3 Hermione

"Oh shit, she saw us!" Draco thought. And indeed, it had been Kate Casselo. He dropped the diary. "If she thought I was cute, then...oh crap, she liked me! Wait...that's a good thing...isn't it?"

How was it? Voice your opinion! Sorry about the last A/N. I was a little crabby. I'm sorry if I offended anyone. Is this long enough? If not, tell me and I'll add more stuff to the rest of the chapters! 3 Ryn