Dramione Diary: SEASON 1- Hermione Version | COMPLETED

Entry 6

A.N.-Terribly sorry for the late update. Please do write reviews guys! All rights belong to JK Rowling and I own nothing except my mistakes.

July 3, 1998

Dear Diary,

So it was Malfoy behind it all!?! You must be wondering why I'm saying this.. Lemme explain.

Harry met me outside The Leaky Cauldron where he hugged me lovingly. He led me inside to a small table he had booked for me when I had asked him earlier to do so. I had been busy so I had asked him to book a corner table, if available, and had also told him to bring Ginny along with him. Sure enough, the beautiful, quirky redhead was waiting for us at the corner table. I hugged her and asked how she was and she replied that she was doing great and even signalled towards Harry, smiling, indicating that their relationship was also going well. The sides of my lips slightly curved upwards on seeing Harry turn bright red and blushing. Gods, they still acted as if they were in the first month of their relationship with each other! Even so, it lightened my mood. I took out a wristwatch from my handbag and was about to hand it to Harry as a gift of thanks for his immense help in my parents' case when he shook his head and pushed it towards me again, declining the offer. Then he said something that surprised me out of my wits-Thank Malfoy, he helped you mainly. Seeing the puzzled and questioning look on my face, which unexpectedly has become a regular thing-I was hardly ever puzzled or had to have my questions answered earlier, Harry told me that Malfoy had met him at this exact place earlier one day and had shown a desire to become his friend. He had opened up to him, surely which was too unlikely to be believed of him. But he had. I reckon that maybe there is some selfish motive behind it. Nonetheless, Harry told me that since Malfoy had helped him in the war and even his mother had saved him from dying at Voldemort's hands, he gave a thought to it but eventually accepted his friendship. Then apparently, Malfoy had expressed the same desire towards me and Ron. Ron had not forgiven him still and Harry hadn't pushed him to accept. But Harry had then told Malfoy that I was struggling with my parents' troubled situation and that's when Malfoy stepped in to help. He said that he wanted to help in order to make me forgive him. I don't know what I felt after hearing all this. I found it hard to digest that Harry had forgiven his school enemy but then he had a fair reason to do so as well. And apparently, Malfoy didn't have to go out of his way to help me with my situation. He just had to provide me with a book from his abnormally large library. And that seemed to solve the issue for me. Still I found it hard to forgive the guy who had called me a Mudblood in front of the whole Quidditch team in second year and during many more events which could have turned out to be "civilized" conversations. I quietly put back the wristwatch in my bag and asked Harry and Ginny if they had too gotten an invitation to become a Professor at Hogwarts, not wanting to continue the conversation about my white blonde don't-know-who (because honestly, I don't know if he's my enemy anymore). Both replied in the affirmative and told me their respective obvious designations. Harry had been asked to become the Professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts and Ginny the Flying Instructor. Both had accepted to go. Reluctantly, I asked if Ronald was going too. Ginny said that Ron had not been offered to come because most posts had already been filled. I felt that it was strange as he had fought the war and even destroyed the Horcruxes, so he should've been asked too, in my opinion, as a priority. As if reading my mind, Ginny told me that Ron was never much into studies due to which he usually didn't score well, and good grades were required to become a Professor. Harry was perfect for DADA because it was mostly a practical subject. Ron could've done well as a Flying Instructor but Ginny was still better at it. So that explained why Ron had not been requested. Without even seeing him, I know he would have fumed at both of them when he would've seen that they had received letters but not him. Anyways, the conversation continued and it was nice to see both of them mixing up well and bickering on petty things. Returning home, my head seemed like in a whirl. Too much unexpected news had come. I felt bad for Ron but at the same time, deep down I felt relieved that I would not have to face him at Hogwarts even though I would miss him terribly. But then, involuntarily my mind shifted to a particular white blonde with grey eyes and abnormally pale skin. That guy had a big balloon of ego in his chest which he had kept aside and offered his friendship to his school enemy despite having been rejected once earlier. Either he really wanted to change and become a better human or there was a selfish motive. There was another possibility- the Pureblood git had maybe just lost his mind after the war and was doing those things out of mental illness. With these thoughts I fell asleep after that tiring day with the lovely lovebirds.

Yours, Hermione