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Chapter 3

She was already halfway up the stairs to Gryffindor tower before anyone called her name. "Hermione! There you are! I've been looking all over for you." She turned around to see the source of the voice and was pleased to see that it was indeed one of the friends that she had been searching for.

Ginny Weasley walked up the steps, holding her side as she tried to ease the stitch out that she had gotten from running up the steps after her friend. "You slept through most of breakfast. I was worried that you'd gotten sick or something." Hermione walked over to the female that had managed to grow taller than her despite being younger than her and threw her arms around the redhead.

"You have no idea how happy I am to see you standing there. I was afraid that everything had changed. I saw Malfoy this morning and he was acting all weird and calling me his princess and stuff and then I went to the library and Madame Pince gave me my diary and I found out that apparently I am Malfoy's girlfriend which is really weird in itself and then I had to come find somebody that I know because I had to find out if I'm crazy or what is going on." When all was said and done Hermione Granger was out of breath and she felt Ginny back up out of her arms and look at her with a raised eyebrow.

"What are you talking about saying that it's weird going out with Draco? And since when do you call him Malfoy? Are you guys fighting again?" Ginny's forehead scrunched up as her frown grew until it was almost a pout. "Please don't break up with him again. You guys are perfect for each other. I thought you had finally figured that out. I know things are tough right now but you've got to stick through it. You guys are perfect."

Hermione's mouth fell open, her brown eyes flashing with a multitude of emotions as she tried to take in what her friend was saying. They were perfect for each other? Don't break up with him again? When did they break up before? From what she'd read in her diary they had been going out for over three years. And she'd sounded so happy in the entry that she didn't think that it was possible the girl who had written it would ever want to break up with the blonde.

She really needed to read more of her diary.

"Well off the topic of Mal-Draco," Hermione started to say, catching herself as she once again started to call him Malfoy, "how is your brother? I haven't seen him all day."

Ginny's face once again contorted into a strange look as she put a hand on Hermione's shoulder. "He's still being a prat as always. I really don't see why you care so much. He spent the better part of school thinking you were just one of the guys and it wasn't until you got a decent sized chest that he noticed you are in fact a girl. Don't tell me that's why you and Draco have been fighting. Please tell me you are not thinking about breaking up with Draco to go out with Ron. Please." Ginny's eyes looked pleadingly at her and she shook her head.

"Of course not. I'm not planning on doing anything. I was just wondering how he was. Like I said, I haven't seen him all day."

"Well that doesn't surprise me. He's been avoiding you and Draco like you guys have the plague since Draco punched him the other day. I know Draco said that you were angry about that but I figured you would have been over it by now."

Hermione groaned slightly and then stepped away from Ginny. "I really have to get going," she said softly as she thought back to the diary under her arm.

Ginny nodded as though she were used to Hermione leaving her shortly after saying that she was looking for her and then smiled. "Just remember I'm always here if you need to talk to me. You know the password."

Ginny finished going back upstairs to Gryffindor Tower and Hermione turned around on the stairs, unsure of where to go now. Sitting down on the stairs right where she was she opened the diary up and flipped to the next entry. She needed more information.

1 January 1995
Dear Diary;

I'm still at home keeping that promise to mum and dad but they said that they would allow me to go stay at the Burrow tomorrow until we have to go back to school. But anyway, yesterday was New Years Eve. Surprising, huh? It was an alright day. I stubbed my toe that morning and then slipped coming up the sidewalk after getting the newspaper for my parents since it was covered in ice. I was actually in quite a bit of pain after that, but I ignored it all. Or tried to at least. It wasn't as if I could fix it. We aren't allowed to do magic outside of school until we're of age.

So I helped mum cook because my dad likes eating special meals of New Years Eve as if it's just another family holiday, which I suppose it is to them since I'm not there very often anymore. We made a ton of food, far more than any of us could eat that night or tonight. It was a pain but it was fun at the same time, cooking dinner with my mom like that.

It was about six o'clock when my mom started acting all anxious like she was waiting for something, but it was too early for her to already be freaking out about the new year so I asked her what was wrong and she just shook her head and said that nothing was wrong. I didn't believe her though. But she finally stopped dancing around when there was a knock at the door. I was still helping her bake a cake (from scratch) so I was covered in flour when in walked the hottest guy I've ever seen (yes I mean my boyfriend (: )

He laughed at me a bit and I blushed all embarrassed like and asked him how come he was there and he said that my mom had invited them when they were there for Christmas but she didn't tell me because she wanted it to be a surprise. So after I finished the cake and then ran upstairs to take a shower I went downstairs and we all had dinner together (there's still leftovers) and that's when I noticed that Draco's dad never came over with them when they came over.

I tried asking him why that was but he got all sad looking and said he didn't want to talk about and changed the subject before I could say anything else. So I just left that subject alone. I don't want him to get mad at me or anything.

Anyway, after dinner we all hung out in the living room a bit and watched the concerts that they play on the television before the stroke of midnight. Mrs. Malfoy and Draco were shocked at first that there were moving pictures in a box but we explained it to them as best as we could and they seemed to understand after a while. Or at least they were entertained, even if they didn't understand it.

But the best part of the night happened right before the ball dropped.

We had started dancing to one of the performances on TV because it was a good song and I like to dance and so does Draco and my socks got twisted up and I ended up almost falling flat on my face but Draco caught my like it had been part of the dance the whole time and then he just held me for a minute, looking down at me while I was bent over his arm like an actual dancer and that's when the ball dropped.

When I looked up at him again he was smiling at me shyly and I giggled and then he kissed me. Not just on the cheek this time. My parents didn't mind because it was New Years and everybody kisses on New Years. Plus I think they figured that we were going to be going back to school soon so they wouldn't be able to stop us even if they wanted to.

But it was magical. (:

Xoxo,
Hermione Granger

Hermione flinched at the cliché saying at the end of the entry and grabbed hold of the railing above her head, lifting herself up so she could head on downstairs again. Maybe she would actually be able to find someone who wasn't going to sit there and freak out at her for calling Draco "Malfoy" instead of "Draco". A girl could dream, right?

Draco Malfoy, Slytherin prince, and school stud stalked by the library on his way to find his friends when he noticed a familiar head full of shaggy red hair that had thankfully been avoiding him for a few days. Unluckily for the unknowing redhead, Draco was in a bad mood. While he may have been a sweetheart ninety-nine percent of the time, he had a soft spot for upsetting Ron Weasley. Whether it had something to do with the other boy being as stupid as he was or to do with the boy deciding that his own girlfriend was good enough to start looking at as though he had potential with her, he wasn't sure.

Either way it was only a single step off his original track that had the blonde walking into the library and plopping himself down in the seat beside Ron.

"So, you must be feeling extremely good about yourself," Draco drawled as he narrowed his gray eyes to look into Ron's blue ones. "You finally decide that Hermione is more than just someone that can help you with your homework and that she might actually have a personality and feelings and by Merlin, a nice body, and that's caused your teenage hormones to run into overdrive and actually try and hit on my girlfriend."

Ron's eyes squinted as he listened to Draco speak. He didn't honestly have a clue what the boy was going on about, but he figured it had something to do with his trying to ask Hermione out during one of the times her and Draco had been broken up.

"Look, stop lying to yourself. You don't need someone else to come in and try to destroy your relationship with her, you're doing that all on your own. Getting jealous over nothing, freaking out on her for the simplest things, you need to calm down and get yourself in gear if you expect her to keep falling for your tricks."

Draco's mouth opened to spit out a few words back to Ron but he couldn't think of what exactly to say. He knew that what Ron was saying was wrong because he wasn't doing anything of the sort that the boy had mentioned. He didn't think he was the jealous type at all. And he knew for a fact that he didn't freak out over little things, that was more Hermione's style than his own.

"Go ahead and keep throwing yourself at her like the desperate little boy you are and see how well things turn out for you," Draco threatened before standing up and turning away from the redhead.

"Sit down."

The heads of both boys snapped up as the small female that they had both been speaking of walked further into the room with her wand trained in their vicinity. Had she lost her mind? It had only been an hour or so since he had last seen her and walked away from her and now she was standing before them pointing her wand at them and practically forcing him to sit down.

"Sit down before I make you sit down."

Hermione mentally chided herself as she wondered why she was being so rude to her best friend and her "boyfriend". Probably because she had heard them fighting and she wanted them to stop it. She hated it when people fought, especially if it was over her. And it was strange to hear Draco trying to stick up for her, even if he was failing miserably.

Ron's eyes widened at the angry look in Hermione's eyes as Draco quietly took a seat next to him again and they both sat anxiously waiting for Hermione to tell them what was bothering her. She stood there silently glowering at them until Ron finally broke the silence, coughing once before saying "what's wrong?"

Hermione's eyes softened as she looked over at just him and he felt his heart jump happily. She hadn't softened her gaze when she looked at Draco. If anything her gaze because harsher when she looked over at him. "I hit my head," she stated quietly. She almost sounded guilty, but he couldn't imagine why in the world she would sound guilty about hitting her head. If anything the person who made her hit her head should be feeling guilty. Unless that was the reason for her bad mood and that was why she sounded that way.

Bucking up a bit more courage, Hermione let her eyes roam over to Draco's before looking down at the ground. She counted to ten, knowing that neither of them were going to like what she had to say. She took a deep breath and then looked back up, keeping eye contact with Draco rather than Ron this time, her eyes looking sorrier than she actually felt. "I hit my head and it seems to have affected my memories a little." Seeing the looks of pure confusion she frowned and continued. "I don't really remember much of anything that's been going on lately. Or much at all. It's really hard to explain, all you need to know is that the way I see people and things isn't how it actually is it seems.

"Which is why I called you Malfoy instead of Draco and which is why I freaked out when you called me princess and which is why Ginny confused me too and the only thing I have to go off of to try and remember anything is this diary that Madame Pince gave me earlier that apparently I've been writing in since '94."

Even before she finished what she was saying she could see the shocked look on Ron's face out of the corner of her eye and the hurt look that crossed Draco's face. She opened her mouth to try and smooth over what she had just revealed when Draco frowned deeper. "So you don't remember anything about our relationship?"

Her head shook, her frizzy curls bobbing around her head. She again didn't get a chance to say a word before Draco had stood up and brushed past her on his way out of the library. He didn't bother saying farewell to either of them as he rushed down the stairs and outside to the lake to think.

Hermione looked back to where Ron was sitting a saddened look on her face though she couldn't understand why it bothered her so much that Draco had walked away from her. Ron smiled at her though, standing up and putting an arm around her. "Don't worry 'Mione. We'll get through it." She smiled softly and put her head on his shoulder as he led her out of the library and started leading her back up to Gryffindor Tower. At least she knew she had friends there.

A/N: What do you think? Should Draco start over with their relationship and try and win her back all over again or should he try and help her remember how they used to be before? And just so all you Ron lovers get a choice, should she just give up on Draco altogether and go after Ron?