Disclaimer – Belongs to JK Rowling, just mucking around
What's A Girl to Do?
Chapter Three – Hermione's Panic
One Week Later…
It was safe to say that Hermione was in a bit of a panic. She had lost a piece of her soul, her very being. And she was extremely jacked off.
It wasn't just any piece of her soul that had gone missing. This place knew all the deep dark, treacherous parts of her heart and mind. And she wasn't at all adverse to hexing whoever looked at this part of her.
She had even tried summoning it back, retracing her steps of the day she lost it. But alas it was nowhere to be found.
Her worst fears were coming true. If anyone where to look at it, look inside. They would see parts of her that no one else saw, not even Harry and Ron knew some of these things.
She had lost her diary and it was driving her mad. Waiting for excerpts to appear in the Daily Prophet every day, she could see it now "Confessions of A Witch: The Private Thoughts of Hermione Granger".
God, could you imagine if Rita Skeeter got her hands on it. She shuddered to think of what would happen then.
So here she was, in her flat. Looking decidedly worse for wear. This was how Ginny found her.
"Oh Hermione, you still haven't found it?"
"No," she sobbed. "What am I going to do Gin? People cannot read it, the stuff in there. About Ron, about D…just so many things that no one should no one but me should know."
"I know hun, don't worry we'll find it." Looking around her flat, Ginny wondered what had happened to her organised friend. "Uh, Hermione?"
"Yeah?"
"What happened in here, it looks like several Filibusters Fireworks went of in here. It's worse than Ron's flat!"
"Oh, I was looking for it again. As you can tell I looked everywhere. What am I going to do? This is like my worst nightmare come true." She sobbed.
Ginny decided to take charge.
"Ok, heres what we are going to do. First things first, we are going to clean this place up. Then we will worry about finding that journal of yours."
"Ok." Hermione answered with not one ounce of enthusiasm.
Half an hour later, they had finally finished.
Ginny collapsed on to the sofa. "That was hard work, gods Hermione you really turned this place upside down didn't you?"
"Yeah," she still looked dejected, now she was exhausted as well.
"Hey come on, we will find it. It probably got stuck to a library book and returned too as well. Hey that's probably what happened…" Ginny was now excited, she had solved the mystery.
"Nope, already checked."
Ginny moved over the window, she noticed something.
"Hey, there's an owl coming this way," she remarked. "It's Draco's. Wonder why it's coming here."
She opened the window to let it in.
It had a package attached to its leg.
"Oooh, he's got you a present." She giggled, wondering if her thoughts were true and they did secretly fancy the other.
"Don't be silly, it's probably just that book I lent him last week." Her eyes went wide. She hastily opened the letter.
Dear Hermione,
Thanks for lending me this book. The theories on protective charms were very interesting.
Look forward to catching up with you soon.
Love, Draco
PS: You should…
"You should…"
"What does it say," Ginny asked snatching the letter. Reading it quickly, "Should what? What should you do?" Looking at her friend, who was looking very pale. "Hermione what's wrong?"
Hermione grabbed the parcel, and ripped open the paper. Inside was the book she had given Draco last week in Diagon Alley. And another book.
"Oh no," Hermione said quietly.
"What is it? Oh my god, is that your diary?" Hermione nodded in the affirmative.
"Well that's a relief, least it was in safe hands. But I'm confused, what does he mean by 'you should'?"
"Here," Hermione opened her diary to the last entry. Giving it to Ginny to read. "Read this last bit."
Ginny read it quickly. Looking at Hermione with a big grin on her face.
"I knew it! This is perfect, he likes you, you like him. You should totally go for it."
"You really think so?" She enquired with some trepidation.
"Yep." With a smug look on her face.
"I need to think about this…" She began.
"NO!" Ginny interrupted. Shocking Hermione. "For once, don't think. Just do what feels right in your heart. What does your heart tell you to do?"
Hermione looked at her with a huge smile growing across her face.
Both girls let of huge squeals and starting hugging.
"Ok," Ginny started once they had calmed down. "Lets get you cleaned up and then you are going out."
"Where?"
"Draco's of course, to thank him for returning your diary. And… to see if he wants to go out to dinner."
Hermione was fast becoming one of those giggling teenage girls that she despised so much. But to be honest, she was so happy at the moment, nothing could burst this bubble.
"Why don't I go right now, I want to do this right now."
"No offence Hermione, I'm sure he thinks you're beautiful and all that. But you look like shit."
"It's been a hard week."
"I know hun, but things are only going to get better from now on.
Were they ever.