Hermione's Diary

Oh no! It's raining!

7:30pm

Thank god! I managed to get Crookshanks back! He was actually squished inside my trunk at the end of my bed. I must have forgotten that I put him there, or he happened to crawl inside. Either way, when I opened it after sending a distraught letter to my parents, he came out looking very disgruntled.

7:40pm

I think Crookshanks took his anger out on Ron's bed hanging, because he came into the common room moaning about 'certain people's cats' looking directly at me 'slipping into people's dorm rooms' glaring at me, 'and shredding things to bits'. He narrowed his eyes angrily at me and then walked into the wall.

8:00pm

Okay, so there is exactly three hundred and twenty four and three quarters of a quarter of school days left this year. That gives me roughly nine hundred and seventy two hours of revision. Oh dear, I hope I can get it all in.

8:05pm

Ronald is already moaning about defence against the dark arts homework. Harry is overjoyed that professor Lupin came back this year to teach it.

8:07pm

Oh my goodness. Have just been informed by the fat lady's shrieking voice that 'THERE IS SOMEONE WAITING OUTSIDE TO TALK TO HERMIONE GRANGER'

8:10pm

It was Malfoy, telling me that I was an hour later for out corridor patrolling session. Oh crap! (excuse my French) I just knew there was something else I was meant to be doing while I was pulling Crookshank's hair from my socks.

8:15pm

Ran upstairs to drag a comb through my hair and met a very irritated looking Malfoy outside.

"Have you just electrocuted yourself?" He asked snidely, staring mockingly at my hair. Why is he such a smarmy asshole?

"Have you just been drained of all blood?" I asked him. Albino twat.

8:30

We were walking around the hall, (Malfoy discreetly fuming about the fact that Gryffindor had ten more points that Slytheirn in the hourglasses) when two breathless first year Hufflepuffs charged into the hall in their pyjamas. Malfoy was seconds away from deducting points, before I lightly shoved him out of the way and asked the two (very terrified) looking boys what was wrong.

They exasperatedly told me that they had both had a nightmare where all the paintings on the wall were moving and one even reached out of their painting and pulled their hair. Bless them.

9:00pm

Told them that it was normal for the paintings to move. They went to bed looking more relaxed but still quite freaked. I hope they are ok.

'..Idiotc mudbloods," murmured Malfoy. "Shouldn't even be allowed in this bloody school,"

9:02pm

"Oh, just shut up,"

9:03pm

"Oh, getting tetchy are we, Granger?"

9:04pm

"I am not getting tetchy. I just find you extremely aggravating,"

9:05pm

"I think it's time for bed, Granger,"

9:06pm

"Ignorant twat,"

10:00

We parted ways with no more words spoken.

10:00pm

Hope he slipped on the way down to the dungeon.

10:15pm

When I reached the common room, Ron and Harry had fallen asleep in the chairs besides the fire, with a grand total of two combined sentences written on their parchment.

Ron had a large string of drool hanging from his chin.

10:30pm

Is exhausted. Is glad it is Friday tomorrow. On Saturday I am going into Hogsmeade with Ron and Harry, plan on getting a butter beer with chocolate sprinkles.

10:33pm

Goodnight. x