Nov. 18th

Dear Diary,

Well, things have been going good between Harry and I. I am so please with how the relationship is going. I think that after next year Harry will ask me to marry him. And boy oh boy do I hope he does. I am not saying this because of the fact that we started going out with each other. But the fact that I have been inconceivably in love with him since I was ten years old. I know that makes me sound like a love sick fool, but its true.

But the main topic right now is the fact that something is bothering Hermione. I don't know what and it is upsetting that she doesn't feel the need to tell me. I know that Harry and Ron are her best friends, but I feel different. I feel like she is my sister. We even got tattoos to prove it, and I guess that it didn't help that we did a blood ritual too. But that is a secret that the both of us will carry to the grave together. But despite all that I know that her appearance is changing. And it isn't because of puberty. It's a spell that is slowly losing it's affect. I asked professor Flitwick about it and he said that even if someone is under an appearance spell, it doesn't change much. It may change so things but not that much.

Now the whole reason why I think she is under one of those spells is because of her hair. Now this may seem mean, but nobody's hair that bushy goes the sleek overnight. Come on. I don't understand how I am the only one that noticed it. It was a BUSH for goodness sakes.

I think today I will ask her, because I can see each day that she is slowly losing sleep, and I'm worried. I love my Hermione.

Always

Ginny Weasley

Ginny said goodbye to Luna and walked over to Hermione. When she got up to her, she just stayed silent and fell into perfect rhythm with her. She nudged her, and waited for Hermione to look up from her shoes.

"Are you going to tell me what's going on?" Ginny asked softly.

"I don't know what you mean." Hermione replied rather sharply.

It stung Ginny slightly. "I thought that I was your friend."

"You are Ginny."

"Really? Cause lately I feel more like the outcast in your life."

Hermione looked at her friend. "Ginny..."

Ginny held a hand. "No, I got to get this out. I am not asking you to tell me everything in your life, but I can see something is bothering you. I want to know what, isn't it better to let it out instead of keeping it in. You can trust me Hermione."

"I know I can Ginny, its just...well..." Hermione sighed. "I'm scared."

Ginny wrapped an arm around Hermione's shoulders. She pulled her in for a hug. "Hey baby, it's okay."

Hermione clutched onto Ginny, and let a couple of tears fall down her face. Ginny soothed and comforted Hermione by rubbing her back and whispers words of comfort into her ears. "Tell me."

Hermione pulled from the embrace and walked over to the nearby window sill. Ginny watched as Hermione fought with her mind. It often made Ginny wonder what went on in her mind. After all being the brightest witch of the century had to have its down fall. She gave a smile when Hermione turned to her.

"I think I like Malfoy." Hermione blushed when Ginny's face went into shock.

"YOU WHAT?!" Ginny screamed.

Hermione's blush went deeper when students stopped to look at the two of them. "Will you keep it down!"

"Sorry I think that maybe it is coming as a shock that the head girl likes Malfoy." Ginny whispered rather harshly. "When did you come to realize this?"

"WhenIlethimfingermeaweekandahalfago" Hermione spoke fast.

"YOU LET HIM DO THAT?" Ginny yelled again.

"Will you please speak a little less," Hermione glared at the students that stopped, which sent them scurrying. "Loud!"

"What the hell is going on Hermione? You're not yourself anymore, hell I don't even know who you are anymore." Ginny's voice dropped down. "I'm scared that I am losing you slowly."

"Ginny I couldn't tell you because I was scared of my own feelings. With everything that is going on in my life right now, that was something that made it even more complicated. I didn't know what to do, I still don't know what to do." Hermione sighed. "It wasn't supposed to be about you or Malfoy. It was about me figuring it out for myself."

"Is the feeling mutual?"

"I don't think that they are. The attraction is there for sure, but I don't think that the feelings are mutual. He is thinking about a lot of things lately as well. And well I am thinking about a lot of things too." Hermione sighed in defeat as she went to sit back down beside Ginny. "I just don't know what to do anymore Gin. I really don't."

"Well, for starters you can tell me from the beginning." Ginny gave Hermione a nudge. "I'm here for you Mione. Always."

"I know."

"So why don't you just tell me then."

"Well, either then the whole I like Malfoy thing, I found a date of adoption thing in some papers this summer." Hermione closed her eyes. "You know how I have been telling you about my suspicions."

"So you are adopted?"

Hermione nodded. "Ya. But my actual birth parents are, sorry were, wizards."

Ginny frowned. "So you are actually not a muggleborn?"

"Yup."

"Did it say who your father and mother were?"

"Yup."

"Are you going to tell me?" Ginny asked getting a little agitated at the girl.

"My fathers name was Thorn David Craig."

"But they..." Ginny said looking a little bit uncomfortable.

"I know Ginny, I already looked it up. And my mother's name was Tanya Maria Zabini."

"That means that your related to Zabini in your year."

Hermione nodded. "Cousins actually. My mother would have been his aunt. But my mother ended up being disowned by the Zabini family. Except my mothers mom. I guess because it was her daughter she couldn't disown her."

"So does your grandmother still know you exist?" Ginny asked.

"I think she does. I heard Malfoy and Zabini talking about a month ago in the common about finding Blaise's lost cousin. So I am trying to not get really close to Zabini, partly cause up close you would be able to see the resemblance."

"AHA!" Ginny shouted as she stood up.

"What?!"

"See I was the only one that noticed it. You think that Harry or Ron would be able to tell the difference?" Ginny rambled on. "But NO, god forbid anything could happen to you. I knew I was right, I absolutely knew it."

"What are you talking about Ginny?" Hermione was looking at Ginny like she had sprouted a second head.

"Your appearances!" Ginny said in a 'are you stupid' look and tone. "I started noticing that your appearances were changing. Slightly at first, but then your skin tone went a little darker two summers ago."

"Ginny I tanned." Hermione stated.

"And stayed tanned for two years?" Ginny snorted. "Not bloody likely. Your mouth and eyes last year changed too."

"Huh?" Hermione was confused.

"Instead of your eyes being rounded and big, they started becoming more sloped and heavy lidded," Ginny paused at the look on Hermione's face. "I know I thought that I was going crazy too. But its true, slowly you started to change and become beautiful. But there was one thing that blew my mind and made me realize that you had an appearance spell casted on you."

"And what was that?"

"Your bloody bush of a hair."

Hermione laughed. "I figured something was up after this summer, heck after I turned eighteen."

"Because of the hair" They both said in unison and laughed at the same time.

After they both calmed down, Ginny asked. "Will you be alright?"

Hermione sighed and thought about the everything that had happened. About how she just told her sister all the secrets in her life, and was still apart of her. She opened her palm and saw the faint scar that traveled across the middle of it. She smiled and thought about that night. She then turned to Ginny, and raised her palm. She watched as Ginny lifted hers. When they clasped their hands together, Hermione rested her forehead against Ginny's.

"As long as you are there," Hermione paused. "I will be."

They both stayed like that for a little while. And they both thought the same thing.

As long as you are there.