Chapter 7

"A Black Myth"

The diary was a black leather diary but the most unique thing about it was not the leather but the stitched constellation in silver thread on it.

While waiting for a reply. Hermione started feeling the embossed constellations on the skin of the palm of her hands. Hermione still remembers the day she got it, and how exactly she got the diary which does not feel like a constant companion in the shadow of loneliness.

Hermione was coming out of the library. Suddenly someone reached for her wrist and yanked her to the nearest corner.

When she looked up she was met with two beautiful silver-blue orbs. In the incandescent light of the lamps, they looked more blue than grey.

"Granger, we need to find a way to contact and communicate with one another, or otherwise I won't be able to protect you from the pink toad. Or as you like calling her the ugly toad." Draco had said this more with concern for her than with the usual snark he reserves for Umbridge.

"I know, I know I am working on it. I am also trying to find a way to contact all the members of Dumbledore's army at the same time," she said while already thinking of all the possible ways to do that. With a new aim in mind, she started retrieving her footsteps and looked at the library door.

"hey …..hey …hey…. You just came out of there. You will not go in there until and unless you had a 6-hour rest. Okay ?"

"But …"

"I'll work on it while you are having your rest. Not all of us have the aim of reading the whole Library of Hogwarts twice in 7 years of schooling"

"Okay …"

"What? Just like that ! you really must be exhausted"

"What? I am tired and you just agreed of your own volition to do some of my work. I am not one to look a gift horse in the mouth."

"Why would you look in a horse's mouth for a gift? You need a mind healer, Granger."

"YOU….. I only just meant that when you are doing all my work then with all the pleasure I won't stop you."

"Well, then my lady, the pleasure is all mine."

With him standing there he turned towards the library and in a military march walked towards it.

And she couldn't control herself and laughed at him.

After dinner when Hermione was in her dorm on her bed she had a lot to ponder and plan.

The next day when Draco came into her view in front of the transfiguration classroom. He gestured towards one of the old unused classrooms on the floor.

Hermione gave a nod to Susan Bones who was standing next to her discussing something about changing metal into a crystal.

"I'll meet you at the library in the evening. Okay. I have to go and get something from the tower." she said

Yeah okay," Susan replied.

When Hermione entered the classroom. Draco all but shoved 2 beautiful diaries into her face.

They both have constellations on them. One was blue and the other one was black as the night of a new moon, with bright silver stars sparkling on it.

Hermione has never seen something so beautiful and elegant. The diary in itself could be compared to a piece of jewellery itself.

"These are the Black Diaries, it is said that when a Black needs them they appear in front of them. They help in communication between blacks in difficult times. And only appear for the truest and purest of Blacks.

That day Hermione thought that Draco must be the one for whom the diary appeared, later in her journey she would learn that t was not the truth.

"They appeared on my pillow last night when I came back from the library, my mother being a Black herself told me a lot about their magic and myths. I never thought I would witness one myself coming true."

The only thing Hermione did was nod at his every word. Her eyes were still fixed on the diaries.

And it seemed that was all that Draco needed. He started explaining all about how the dairies worked. And their place in the black family history.

"Through these journals, we can communicate no matter where we are and what time it is. There is a theory that when a Black starts writing in these journals, the constellation they are named after is added to them. And Blacks always follow the law, like magic has been written for them."

"For example when I write in one of the diaries, the constellation will appear on the cover of both the diaries."

Grabbing a quill from his satchel, Draco handed her the black-covered diary and started writing in the blue one, the Draconis constellation at the middle right corner of the Black diary started sparkling and it felt warm in Hermione's fingers.

"Okay, now you give it a try," he said as he looked up.

Even though Hermione knew that the diary would not accept her, because she was not a member of the Black family and the Blacks were notoriously famous for their prejudice against blood purity and superiority.

Her stay at Grimmauld place this summer had cleared all doubts about them.

But just to appease Draco, she grabbed his quill and wrote in the beautiful black leather diary in her hands.

Hello Dragon

All of a sudden a new constellation appeared on the cover of both diaries, but only Draco noticed the difference in the cover as he saw with his own eyes as a new alter constellation appeared near the constellation Leo, where he had expected it would appear near his own.

The difference in the placement could only be understood by those who heard and learnt these tales by birth.

"Ohh…Huh … guess you must be my long-lost sister, yeah" he said only for Hermione's sake. Draco has been given many lessons from his birth but the one and only one his mother ever taught him was that Blacks do not betray Blacks.

So whoever Hermione belonged to was a Black and being a Black in blood Draco would never fight for what truly belonged to another.

"So, anyway it solves the problem, yeah… " this was said with false cheerfulness. But Hermione never catches that.

"But– "

"Don't think too much about it, it's just an old lore, and you and I both know your magic is pure and the acceptance of this diary is proof of that, so cheer up Granger and let the magic work itself." Draco's eyes never left the corner of the part of the diary where the lion was protecting the flames of the altar.

"Okay, I gotta go. I'll see you for our study session with Slytherins and Ravenclaws, right?"

"Yeah "

With this affirmation, Hermione Granger left a dragon in her wake, who vowed to himself that if he was not the protector of the alter, then he would become the flame.

With one last look at the Regulus roaring protectively near Ara, Draco put the diary in the inside pocket of his satchel.

A/N: A special thanks to my beta Genevieve, who checked all my mistakes and send this to all of us.

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