Hey y'all! I hope you enjoy this next chapter! I'm sorry it took so long, but my FanFic account wouldn't let me in! Ah, I hate tech. problems! Anyhoo, enjoy!

Hermione's P.O.V.

"What're you doing?" Ron questioned from the doorway leading into Ginny's bedroom. He approached me with a confused expression. "Do you keep a journal?"

I looked down at the journal. The last line was slowly dissolving, but wasn't completely gone.

"I-I'm just about to writing in this. I don't know what to start off with though. I think I'll start tomorrow. My head's hurting right now." I lied easily. This lying thing wasn't as hard as I'd once thought it was.

I closed the journal and placed it under my pillow, "Do you need anything, Ron?"

He gave me a curious expression before sitting-back against the head board-next to me, "Not really. I just wanted to see why you left so abruptly in the living room."

"Like I said," I began with a small sigh. "I have a head ache."

Ron seemed to buy it and he left afterwards. I rested my head against my pillow and stared at the ceiling. My mind wondered and soon I was thinking about the mysterious, male, eighteen year old, possibly sexy person who was replying to my enteries. How was it possible to flirt through a journal entry? I mean, sure I sounded more confident in the journal entry, but did I really sound flirty? Merlin, I hope so.

That night I fell asleep dreaming of the possibly sexy, mystery man...

Draco's P.O.V.

Alright, I would get to write her in the morning. I told myself that over and over again, but it didn't seem to sink in. Restless in my sleep, I tossed and turned and eventually fell off my silky bed.

I groaned as I rubbed my throbbing head; I had banged it against the desk.

"Are youz okay sirz?" Trixy squeaked from the doorway. "Youz made a loud noises."

"I'm fine, Trix-" I grunted as I sat up. "-y. I'm absoultey fine."

"Are youz sure, sirz?" She asked again with wide-innocent eyes. "Do youz need anything?"

"No thank you, Trixy." I disreguarded her. "I'm fine, thank you."

She left and I fell back against the floor. I sighed and fell into a peaceful sleep...

Hermione's P.O.V.

"Get up, 'Mione!" A familiar red-head was jumping on my bed. "We're going to go to Diagon Alley today to shop for school!"

I groaned and rolled over, "Gin, get off the bed and I'll get up."

"Oh right," Ginny laughed and climbed off the bed. "You know what?"

"What, Gin?" I muttered as I got out of bed and streched.

"I'm going to give you a major make over of some sort." Ginny smirked wickedly. "Y'know a new style for a new year!"

"Gin," I sighed, but then it hit me! I wanted to impress the sexy, mysterious guy!

Draco's P.O.V.

"Mr. Malfoy, sirz!" An irritating voice squealed. "Youz need to go to Diagon Alley, sirz! Youz need to get your suppliez for schoolz!"

"Trixy," I whined loudly. "Why do I have to go today? I just want to sleep!"

"I'm sorry, sirz, but youz need to get yourz supplies!"

Ugh, why did house elves have be so persistent?

"Fine, Trixy!" I groaned. "I'll be down in five."

"Yes, sirz." She smirked and walked out the door.

"I better have some tea on the table!" I yelled jokingly as I got up.

"It's already there sirz!"

I chuckled to myself before pulling on a black T-shirt and a pair of muggle brand, faded jeans.

I looked at myself in my full length mirror. I looked bad. Well, I could never look bad, but my face was sunken in a bit. I didn't look...healthy. Now that I think about it, I haven't really eaten in a few days. I've only been drinking tea.

I groaned again and finally walked downstairs. Trixy has tea on the table just as she said she did. I sat across from her and slurped it down.

"So, Mr. Malfoys, sirz," She began. "Who is this Miss Hermione Granger?"

I choked a little on my tea and looked at her with wide eyes.

"A girl from Hogwarts," I retorted. "Why do you ask?"

"Youz was sleepy talking last night, sirz. Youz say her name alot. That'z all."

What? I had been sleep talking about Granger? That was impossible. I had been dreaming about my mystery girl. She was nothing like Granger.

Hermione's P.O.V.

The lavish scene of Madam Gritchen's clothing store was extravegent! Ginny pulled me toward the door as the rest of the family walked along. They waved. I was about to wave back, but Gin had already pulled me inside.

I looked around and was stunned at all the clothes and colors surrounding us. Gin pulled me through the store as our make over began...

Then I remembered...I forgot to write to my mystery man.

Draco's P.O.V.

"Alrighty sirz," Trixy clapped her hands enthusiastically. "Wherez to first?"

"It's up to you, Trix." I sighed and let her lead the way through Diagon Alley...

After we finished our shopping, I remembered something...

I forgot to write to my mystery girl.

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