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Ok everyone. With the journal thing Ginny's writing will be like: this

And Hermione's writing will be like: this. (Normal type)

I'll try to make divider lines and make the talking in a center pattern. I hope this causes less confusion and I'm sorry if I caused any!! Wasn't my intention at all!!

Disclaimer: I don't own any of Harry Potter. J.K. Rowling does though...lucky gal..
Day 7

Woke up early. After going and grabbing an orange, I went out into the garden. It's amazing what they have in that garden. Daisies, roses, carnations, even sunflowers! So many colors! I thought I might just go color blind. There's a hill at over looks a lake sort thing. (Sounds a bit like Hogwarts....) Since I was a bit drowsy still, I leaned against a tree trunk. So watched the sunrise. Just beautiful. Purple, orange, and red, all smeared against the night sky. I know it sounds a bit fingerpaintish but trust me, it was AMAZING!! Of course it was all ruined by a certain blonde boy who will remain nameless.

"Hey." he said, casually.

"Hi." I said coldly and popped another orange piece in my mouth. He didn't deserve my time. There are an unwritten code of laws about what Guys should never do or askWomen/Girls.

They are as follows:

Never ask a lady her weight.

Never ask a lady her shoe size.

Never ask a lady her dress size.

NEVER EVER ask a lady about her age.

Never cheat on a lady.

Never lie to a lady.

and of course the one that is a huge no no.

Never play with a woman's appearance:Such as saying they are beautiful and it being a big joke. Girls in my age range happen to care a lot of what they look like. Insults from a certain blonde person didn't help my situation.

I ignored him, and watched the stars disappear instead. Too bad I didn't get to wish on one of them.... Then I heard him walk over to my side of the tree and sit next to me. What did he want?

"I'm sorry." he said softly. What did he say?

"What?" I asked.

"I said, I'm sorry." he grumbled now.

"Come on you can say it louder." I pretended like I hadn't heard him. This would be fun.

"I SAID I'M SORRY!!!" he shouted. I jumped.

"Gee Malfoy, I didn't mean THAT loud but ok...." I said, smirking. He realized I had played him, I did what he had done to me before. I felt sorta victorious. I like this feeling....

"Now Malfoy, what are you sorry for exactly? That you tricked me? Or that you were being a jerk?" If he was going to say sorry for one, then screw that.

"Both." he said.

"I don't believe you." I said simply, turning the tables a bit. I had good reason. This was a heir to a Death Eater. He played almost every girl. Leaving their hearts broken while he laughed about it the next day. He was just evil, I should've known. I wanted him to know he hurt me.

"Well I mean it." he said.

"I don't see how you could." I retorted and rolled my eyes. And continued to look forward.

"Your choice." he said simply. Wait, where was the argument that usually followed? Why weren't we screaming at each other? I looked at him wide eyed.

"That's all your going to say?" I said a bit shocked. He laughed. A real laugh. His face really changed when he laughed. His whole face lit up. I found myself smiling.

"Yup." he said, stealing an orange slice. "What you think I was going to argue with you? I know it's your free will. You can believe me or you won't. Either way, my conscience is cleared." he stole another orange slice.

"Hey! Stop stealing my orange!" I said, pulling my orange away.

"And where did you get this orange? My house, and as a resident of the house of which the orange was taken from, I have every right to eat some of it." He said smartly and tried to reach it. I popped up the tree.

"And as the contracted bride to be of you, the owner of the orange. I will get half of everything and that includes the orange." I said, popping another slice in my mouth. This orange was very good....worth fighting for....

"Who said you were my fiancee?" he asked, popping up next to me.

"I say." I said smartly. "But since you were a good sport and apologized, I'll give you a piece." I smiled a bit and gave him, the last piece. A silence fell over us.

"We have to get an engagement ring. I can't cover up my hand forever." I said. He nodded.

"I've already taken care of that." he said smugly, producing a ring box. He gave it to me and I put it in my pocket.

"Aren't you going to open it?" He asked with was it eagerness in his voice? I looked at him.

"Nope."

"Why not?"

"I don't wanna." I said simply, and leaned against the branch, and closed my eyes. "I could go to asleep right here, you know that?"

"You better not. I can't carry you down." He challenged. I smiled and laughed a bit.

"I won't......Just so peaceful here. Your really lucky." I commented. He scoffed.

"Sure."

"Sure? Come on, look around you Malfoy, I can't even begin to dream of anything like this....I'll probably never have any of this! And you have it ALL, but you don't sound happy, why?" When he didn't answer, I looked at him. He had the look he had on the train. Guess he wasn't going to tell me anything...I sighed a bit. He woke from his trance.

"What?" he asked. I shook my head.

"Nothing." He looked at me.

"Nothing? Nothing always sounds like something." I shook my head again and jumped down from the tree. Leaving him to his thoughts.

Hey Ginny you there?

Yea. Read your entry....very interesting......

I suppose....

But he apologized, I didn't think a Malfoy could do THAT.

Neither did I...and he seemed honest when he said it....

Maybe he was....

I dunno he said either way it clears his conscience.

Well that says something.

Like what?

A conscience makes you think about your actions. Which means he thought about what he did to you. And since he doesn't like muggle borns...why would he think about doing something mean if he supposely hates you. Wouldn't he want to see you in pain?

Everything is kinda confusing. But that does make sense. I hope he doesn't have some kind of hidden agenda....

Why? You fallin for him?

NO.....He looks like he has everything and yet he looks so sad and cold...

Appearances can be deceiving. Pain can come in many forms.

True...and his mother seemed a bit sad around her husband....I keep getting this feeling about his family, isn't so perfect, (Or as perfect it can be when one of them is a Death Eater) maybe the library can produce something....

Did you open the box?

You mean the ring box? No.

Well what are you waiting for? OPEN IT!!!

Demanding are we? But no. I really do want to go to asleep....waking up early I found out today wasn't the best thing to do.....

(Rolls eyes) Come on...I want details! I mean you are planning a wedding!

A fake wedding.

Sure, just wait a couple months from now. When you say "I Do", you'll mean it.

We won't get THAT far. I'm not actually getting married to Malfoy.

Oh come on.....ok how about you list all the traits you like about him?

Oh please...

Come on! There's gotta be something!

Ok...let me think....I like his laugh. The real one. His smile....his face lights up when he does....His quiet strength. And he apologized, (Which I'm starting to believehe meant)that probably took some guts. I was about ready to kick him.....

Well it's a start.

Evening:

Took my nap, and my foot fell asleep.

"AHH! My foot!" I exclaimed as I tumbled out of the bed and hit the floor. "Ow....head getting more painful..." and looked at the clock. Missed dinner. I groaned, just freaking great! I was going to have to ignore my hunger until breakfast...either that or I was sneaking out into the kitchen....I ignored the pain in my foot and tried to fix my hair and clothes. Once my foot was better I looked around. While I was sleeping someone had put a blanket over me. And the same person had brought me dinner. I looked around. No one. Strange.

Day 8:

Was very angered when Ginny told me, that Ron, in rage of that I was with Malfoy sent an owl to my parents about us. And didn't explain the plan. Now Malfoy and I would have to go over and have him meet my parents. Double ARGH!! Malfoy didn't really believe it at first but caved when it meant getting out for the day. Line after line of excuses, we took the train into London. I love London personally. It's always so active...something is always happening...I could lost in this city and not even care. Malfoy looked a bit lost.

"Oh come on. These are humans, very much like us." I explained as if I were a tour guide. Malfoy glared at me.

"Let's just get this over with." he said annoyed.

"Nah, we still gotsome time to kill!" Yes, this was my plan all along. Give him a taste of muggle society. See if I could change his mind. I took his hand and ran over to the motor scooters stand I knew well. I had ridden one in Rome. Another one of my favorite cities...When I realized that I was still holding Malfoy's hand I quickly let go and blushed a bit.

"Hey Mickey!!" I yelled. Mickey Fonda had been a friend of mine ever seen I was about 5. We were really close.

"Hey Mione!" he grinned. I headed over. "What brings you over here? What about that boarding school you go to?" Yes, I told all my muggle friends I went to boarding school. A big one that is FAR away. Where they can't reach me in any form of communication known to man.

"Got a little break. Listen, can we use the scooters?" I asked.

"We?" he questioned. I stomped off to drag Malfoy to the stand.

"Draco this is Mickey. Mickey this is Draco."

"Meet to meet you." Mickey said, shaking Malfoy's hand. I smiled.

"So how about the scooters? I promise to be real careful!" I playfully pouted. He laughed.

"Of course! You know I would do anything for you!"

"Thank you SO much! We'll have em back soon, I promise!" As I turned he spoke again.

"Listen Mione, some of the old gang is having a party tomorrow night. At Freinda. You know the place?"

"Oh God, let me guess Rebecca got her mum to cave in?" I said, recalling my friend Rebecca Sharp. Rich, beautiful but still the best friend a girl could ask for. Freinda happened to be a big club that only got shut down every once and a while. Malfoy looked a bit lost. I was kinda glad, now he knew what it felt like.

"Yea." he smiled. "So you in?"

"Most def. When's the party?"

"8, who knows when it will end?" I laughed.

"Good point." Mickey mentioned to Malfoy.

"He can come too if you want." I nodded.

"Cool. Tell Rebecca he's coming though." I said remembering the party he took me to.

"See you later." I called to Mickey as we left the stand to the scooters.

"What was that about?" he asked, a bit angry.

"I told you, that's Mickey. I've known him since I was 5. Yes I still have muggle friends. And they are having a party, of which we will BOTH be going to."

"What is Mickey? Your boyfriend?" Did he sound jealous?

"No, I'm single." I said defiantly.

"What about Weasel?" he asked.

"Cheated on me. Caught him, I broke up with him." I said simply. I wanted to get it out of my head, I really didn't want to deal with it. I would....some time, but now I needed to focus my attention on this.

"Oh. I'm sorry." he said quietly.

"Whatever, you've never been cheated on, wouldn't expected you to understand." I knew the words stung, but he had stung me before. He looked at me with shock.

"Your not the only one to feel pain Granger."

"I know that." I said. "But the heart is a whole new battlefield of pain. Your pretty lucky. All the girls thrown at you....and you never have to worry about what you have to wear. Or if you that person wants you. If they'll cheat on you. If your pretty enough...." I trailed off. I looked away. I didn't want him to see I was about to cry.

"Well, I do have some thing of exprience of pressure... Sure, it's great, not worrying about wiether you can get someone, but then you have to be better each time. To keep on top. The top is a tricky spot....once you fall....you can't come back up." he said quietly. I looked at him. He couldn't know about this stuff....before I could question it, we came to the scooters and I quickly got onto one of them.

"Your not going to actually ride that....that thing....are you?"

"Of course! Why wouldn't I?" I asked, putting my helmet on. He looked a bit scared.

"What does it do?" I laughed.

"Ok one, safety first. Wear a helmet." I handed one to him. He was clueless. I rolled my eyes. "Here I'll do it." I was so up close to Malfoy....it felt kinda awkward... I was kinda jumpy. "Now sit in the back." He didn't sit well with this comment since he was apparently "The Man". Please, this is the 21st Century, he really didn't expect women to be helpless now did he? Since I knew was the one who had been on it before, I won out. "Now put your arms around me." He smirked. "My waist! You perv." I scolded. He did as he was told. Suddenly breathing was difficult for me.... and not because he was holding me too tightly. I swallowed as he said.

"Granger, do you have a license or something for this?" Was that worry in his voice?

"Nope." I said happily. Malfoy looked terrified.

"Then why in the name of creation are you thinking about driving this?"

"Because I've ridden one before, how hard can it be to drive?"

"Granger, let me clear up a couple things. There's a difference, a BIG difference between riding and driving."

"I know, that's what we are going to find out!!" I saw him get a little pale. I swear he was praying that he wouldn't die. With that, we motored off to my parents.

I felt kinda lame, with my house. I mean it's pretty and all but compared to Malfoy's place....I wasn't exactly confident. I led him up the walkway to my door and knocked. My parents were surprised but happy all the same. After lieing that we had the weekend off, my mum went off to make some tea.

"So you're the lucky guy who caught my daughter's heart?" My dad said. Malfoy nodded.

"Dad, this is Draco." I introduced them.

"So how did you two meet?" My mum asked. I quickly answered.

"We were partners in Potions....and it went on from there." My mum asked me to help her in the kitchen. When I came back, my thoughts were right. My dad had intreigated Malfoy. I could've laughed at the look on his face.

"Dad, please....I thought we agreed on me having a boyfriend for at least a for a month!" I joked. When no one got it, I rolled my eyes and sat down next to Malfoy again. He had something in his lap. Oh God, it was a photo album. But not of baby pictures...

"You never told me you did the stage." Malfoy mentioned.

"Well...it's nothing really."

"Hermione! She's so modest...." my mum started. Oh dear... "She has the best singing voice, where is that tape of her stage work?" she got up, hunting around.

"Uh, mum. I think Draco has seen enough from the pictures." I tried.

"No, I wanna see it." Malfoy said....seriously I could kill him right there. But my mum found the tape and popped it in.

That tape contained music videos, plays, and dances I did. I covered my ears and ducked my head so I couldn't see. I stayed that way until Malfoy nudged me on the shoulder.

"Wake up." I sat up. After some time of talking and a tour of my house, we went back to the Mansion. I prayed that those tapes would be burned in some tragic fire.

Midnight:

My stomach was killing me for something to eat, so I snuck down stairs to the kitchen. I have to admit, at first I doubted they had one, much less had a clean one. But it was almost like a regular kitchen. I snuck around quietly and found some chocolate cake, 7 layers with chocolate frosting and mini chocolate morsels (A/N: I have had that before at a restaurant...omg...it was so great...) Jackpot! My favorite! I cut myself a slice with some milk and was about to sit down on one of the kitchen stools when someone said.

"Who's there?" I froze. Oh my God....Iam so gonna die....

"Draco?" I asked. Crap, I used his first name, he wouldn't let me live that down. The place lit up. And I breathed a sigh of relief. It was him.

"Oh it's you." Malfoy said flatly. Who did he think I was? The Queen of England? "Why are you here?" he asked.

"Couldn't sleep." I explained. "And I was hungry. How about you?"

"Same." he grabbed a piece of the cake and took a seat next to me.

"So what did you think of my parents?" I asked him. He smiled a bit.

"They were nice. Why did you duck away when they showed the tape?" I sighed.

"I'm not anything good." I said simply.

"Your kidding me right?" he asked, I took a bite of the cake.

"Nope." His jaw dropped.

"You were amazing!Your parents told me about some scouts that wanted to sign you..." I swallowed, not that. "And you didn't, why? You were so amazing." Wow, Draco Malfoy was complimenting me...let's take a moment.

"I was in theatre my whole life. I learned everything I could about it. I knew I was a rising star. No one needed to tell me that.....I had posters on my wall of all the celebs....I dreamed of being just like them.....but I got asked to Hogwarts. Of course I accepted. Which meant I could do theatre in the summer. I was happy with that. But then as the years went by, school got harder and I had to focus on that more. My dream became second.....Then when I was in my fourth year I got offered a contract. I knew that if I accepted, I wouldn't be going back to Hogwarts. I was so excited....Then, because of my logic I started to think. Your just like everyone else in London. You want to be famous...but will you? Only a handful do...and what if you fail? What will your friends say? I knew that in Hogwarts I was someone.....even it wasn't a good rep, I was still someone and I always would be.....Plus I knew that Hollywood would always be there, Hogwarts wouldn't. I wanted my parents to be proud of me. And the fear of failing was so great.....and I could tell my parents wanted me to get some kind of schooling.....It killed me the day I sent that refusal letter in. I stopped doing theatre after that. Too hard to think about what I gave up....." I took a deep breath. "I took down the posters and replaced them with potion charts....my dream died." I said softly. Don't cry....DON'T cry....

"Oh." Malfoy said. I nodded.

"Yup." I simply said, drinking some milk.

"You shouldn't give up your dream, because of one set back."

"Malfoy, that was my shot, my ONLY shot."

"Still, you should still sing and dance."

"Maybe....who really cares?" I thought I heard him mumble something like "I do." but I wasn't sure.

"Maybe that's all I'm to be....a simple bookworm that gets in all the history books...." I sighed.

"I doubt it." Malfoy said. I looked at him.

"Why do you say that Draco?" Not again....

"You called me Draco, why?" he asked. I blushed a bit.

"Nothing....just calling you it today just kinda put it in my head." I explained.

"Ok, Hermione." I rolled my eyes at him.

"Fine be that way." I said, eating some more cake. A moment passed.

"Are we having a pleasant conversation?" he asked.

"My God, I think we are...." I said. He laughed. "Be still my heart." I said dramatically. "The miracle has happened!"

"Shut up." he on..." I grinned. "You liked this conversation...admit it."

"Maybe I did..." he trailed off.

"Maybe? You did, come on!" I started to tease him a bit. He started to get a little ticked off...

"Maybe I did, or maybe I didn't. Leave it alone!" he hissed, threateningly, inches from my face. I started to get a bit scared.

"Sorry..." I said quickly and started to pick up my piece of chocolate cake, so I could leave.

"Hermione wait." I stopped and put my plate down. He called me by my first name.....

"What?"

"Don't be afraid of me."

"Why would I be afraid of you?" I asked him.

"You said, you knew me, and if you do, than you know that I can be pretty scary. But I'm not my father." he pleaded with me. Those blue eyes...He started to come closer. I backed up until I was against the wall. He put both of his hands on the wall so I wouldn't get away.

"Or it could be that your not afraid of this." he squeezed my hand hard, to show violence I suppose. OW! "But that your afraid of this." Oh God...it looks like he's gonna kiss me. AHH! Why do I want him to kiss me? But before I could answer, he did kiss me. I swear I died and went to heaven. I wasn't thinking....I don't think I was breathing....But when he pulled away, I touched my lips. Both of us were breathing hard. Before I could think about what I was doing, I leaned in and kissed him. Sparks were flying like firecrackers....wow...he's a really good kisser...

Oh my God....I just might be falling for him....

So Ms. Grangeris liking him....and they still have thatparty to go to.....but will she get back up on stage?!

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Oh I just realized this was Rated G. It's suppose to be PG13!! Whoops!

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