Hermione woke on the first day of the new term with a smile on her face. The long holiday had worked wonders on her. Not only was she three weeks ahead on all of class reading, she felt well rested for the first time since last September. Even better than that was the delightful dream she'd just had. Closing her eyes, Hermione fought to hang onto its ghostly images and tingly feelings. She pressed her extra pillow between her knees and curled around it. Honestly, it was cruel sometimes, how quickly dreams could fade away.
There was no mystery as to what had brought on this dream. The previous night, at dinner, Hermione had spotted Cedric Diggory at the Hufflepuff table. He had sat at the perfect angle for her to watch her crush all through the meal. He'd laughed with his friends, a blush of good health glowing on his skin. Of course, Hermione had berated herself for watching him—spying, really! But she hadn't been able to help herself. Again and again her eyes had been drawn back to the handsome boy.
Then Hermione remembered her stupid Dream Diary.
21 January 1994
Dream Diary Entry #4
I wasn't sure where we were, everything was black, but I could see Cedric and me plainly. We're both in our school uniforms, and he's holding my hand. No words pass between us, but I seem to know what will happen next. Excitement buzzed through me, I was nearly vibrating with it.
Cedric leant down and kissed me. I'd never been kissed by a boy before. He was very gentle, placing one hand in my hair. It wasn't quite as bushy as it normally is. I closed my eyes even though I wanted to look at his handsome face. His lips were firm, but not too firm, just a little bit wet. I felt tingly all over. In fact, it was that sensation that woke me up. It was so strong, I still felt tingly when I woke up, and not at all sure what to do about it even though it seemed so urgent.
Hermione looked at the Diary. There was no way she could show anybody this entry. Absolutely not! Using her wand, she sucked all the ink from the page.