Pure Blood

The Diary

Harry's P.O.V

I'm now at my office going through some paperwork. There are a lot of things going on right now and sometimes I just want to get out of this office and go home where I could clear my thoughts and rest myself.

Unless Ginny and I have an argument then that wouldn't be resting. It'll take me millenniums before I could beat Ginny in an argument.

I fix the papers on my desk and I suddenly drop something. It was a medium-sized notebook, it was colored silver and it had a lock on it.

This looks very familiar.

I think I know what this is. Something that hasn't been revealed to someone yet.

There was a knock at the door,"Minister?" It was Draco.

"Come in," I said.

He entered my office holding his reports, he is now the head of the Magical Law of Enforcement.

"Sir, here are the reports you asked for me to bring," Draco said and handed me the files. Unlike before when Hermione was around, every day he looked pained even though we see him smile that sadness in him was still noticeable.

"Thank you. And by the way, here, read this"I handed him the silver notebook I just found.

"What is this Harry?" He asked.

"Something you might want to read.I think you'll find it interesting" I say, after that he leaves.

Draco's P.O.V

I headed to my office with files in my hands along with a silver notebook Harry gave to me.

It's been exactly 7 months since Hermione...passed away.The kids miss her a lot, Dray is the one who is most affected and until now he's not alright with having Astoria around.

Astoria has been a good wife, but she's weak. Astoria's sick and I can't be at home all the time to take care of her. She can't work much now with Witch Weekly because her body isn't cooperating. I wish I was with her, she's my wife after all.

I sat down at my table and left the files on my desk.

"Now what could there be in this notebook?" I wondered to myself.

It was locked. This must be very private for someone.

I took out my wand "Alohamora".

The notebook unlocked, I flipped it open. I noticed a very familiar handwriting.

It's a diary.

Hermione's diary.

Her name was written on the front page.

I looked further, at the first page was the day...her first day at going to Hogwarts.

Dear diary,

I know it's rather ridiculous for me to be writing on a diary, but here I am doing it anyway.

I got accepted a school. At Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, I couldn't believe it! I don't have witch or wizard blood. They call my kind, a muggle.

I was so happy when I got my acceptance letter. Now I'm on the train to Hogwarts. I don't know anyone yet but...I know I can manage.

Although I do hear some rumors that Muggle-borns shouldn't be accepted at Hogwarts because we are not purebloods.

I'm afraid I might not make friends here......

-Hermione

I didn't know she felt that way during her first day.

Dear diary,

I met Harry Potter! Can you believe it?

THE Harry Potter.

He's a famous lad here in the wizarding world and I'm glad I actually met him, I even had to fix his glasses since one of its lenses broke.

I got sorted to Gryffindor too, and so did Harry and another boy I met named Ron Weasley.

A while ago, a white-blonde haired boy tried befriending Harry but what he said was very insulting. He actually said, "You don't want to be friends with the WRONG sort".

He meant Ron and me. Well maybe even ME specifically.

His name was Draco Malfoy. A pureblood wizard, rich and all. But he has no right to say that! He's too proud of himself, too full of himself.

Just because I'm a muggle-born means I can't be friends with other witches or wizards. Harry declined Malfoy's offer. Which was surprising, because usually famous people blend in with people like them. Harry didn't.

Anyway, I got to get some rest, first day of classes starts tomorrow.

I can't wait!

-Hermione

Heh...She hated me the first time. In our first year.

While I... couldn't even swallow my pride.

Sorry, Mione.

Dear diary,

It's my second year at Hogwarts. I was with Harry and Ron a while ago, I was able to answer during our Herbology, we replanted mandrakes whose shrieks nearly broke my eardrums.

I saw that irritating ferret again today, luckily I didn't burst and I could've strangled him. He looked annoyed when Gryffindor was given points.

Hah!In your face MALFOY!

(Skip: other things Hermione said during her first year)

So, I was able to finish brewing the Polyjuice Potion. Harry and Ron became Crabbe and Goyle while I became the bigger version of Milicent's cat!

For goodness sake! And I didn't know if Ron was complimenting me or making fun of me by saying "look at your tail".

That was a very bad experience for me.

We're still trying to figure out what's happening so far, there have been warnings written in blood by the walls and some have been petrified.

We have got to figure this out or else someone might actually die.

That someone could actually be me.

-Hermione

And then I remember hoping that Hermione would die during that time. But I ended up taking it back.

There's so much in this diary I want to read.

It makes me miss her even more.

But I've got work.

And I haven't written to the kids yet.

I placed the diary in my drawer, I'll read all of it later honey.