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The Leather-Bound Journal by ireallydontknow

Format: Short story
Chapters: 3
Word Count: 2,671
Status: WIP

Rating: 15+
Warnings: Scenes of a Mild Sexual Nature

Genres: Romance
Characters: Draco, Hermione
Pairings: Draco/Hermione

First Published: 12/22/2004
Last Chapter: 12/27/2004
Last Updated: 03/30/2005

Hermione stumbles upon a mysterious book, and finds herself in Draco's life. She realizes this is some sort of journal, but she isn't sure exactly what it is. What happens when Draco finds out? Will something form from this awkward occurence?

Chapter 2: Confrontation with the Charmer

*Confrontation with the Charmer*
Hermione decided to head up to the Gryffindor tower, but was stopped by none other than Ben, the Ravenclaw charmer.
“You have grown so much, Miss Granger!” he said. Hermione, not being the social type just responded, “Do you think?” and tried to continue walking. But Ben had other plans, and stood in her way.
“Listen, last year I had trouble with my potions class… Do you think you could help me out?”
“I thought that Ravenclaws were supposed to be smart…” Hermione pondered out loud. “And didn’t you have every assignment in last year?” she finished; trying to escape what she had no intention of doing. “Yes, but this year is going to be more difficult… Everything is, so it would be helpful to have a tutor in at least one class, and since you are the best…” Hermione was getting frustrated. Why did he want HER to tutor him? What about the girls who were pretty and smart, as rare as they were? Hermione took a breath, and sharply replied, “I don’t have time to tutor those who don’t need it”, and continued to push past Ben. This time, he let her go, at least physically. He would talk to Snape about this, and was sure Snape would agree, considering Snape didn’t like Hermione at all.
Ben made his was down to the dungeon after dinner, to have a discussion with the Professor.
“Professor, I need a tutor in your class, but when I asked Hermione, she refused. She is the best in our grade, do you think anything could be arranged?”
Snape pondered the idea of forcing Hermione to do something that she didn’t wish to, which in this case, he could get away with.
“I think something could be arranged” Snape answered in his greasy voice. Ben smiled, and full of accomplishment, went up to the Ravenclaw tower.
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At the same time, Hermione wondered why Ben wanted her to help him so much. Did he really like her, or would she just be another arm candy? What if he wanted to get her to fall for him because of the challenge? In desperate need of talking to someone, Hermione went to Ginny’s bedroom.
“Ginny?” Hermione said quietly. “Hmm?” Ginny answered, she was reading.
“Do you have some time to talk?” Hermione asked in a confused and reluctant voice.
“Uh… sure I guess…” Ginny put down her book, ran her fingers through her hair, and looked at Hermione.
“Uh… well I think that Ben likes me… or something of the sort…” Hermione hesitantly whispered. Ginny squealed, “You mean the one in Ravenclaw, right? He is so gorgeous! You are lu-u-ucky!”
“No,” Hermione explained, “It’s not like that, he wants me to be his tutor, and when I refused, he didn’t seem ready to quit. I don’t know why he wants me as his tutor so much… I mean, there are plenty of other people out there that would be just great to help him. But he came up to me, with no intention of receiving a ‘no’. Why would he like me, if that is what is going on?”
“Well,” Ginny giggled “If he likes you, that means you could be going out with him, just like almost every girl wants to! That would be the best-“ Hermione interrupted, “But that’s the thing- I don’t like him, and I really don’t want to have anything to do with him- whatsoever”. Hermione sighed; Ginny really wasn’t helping at all.
“Forget it Ginny, I’ll just have to wait and see what happens” Hermione turned to Ginny, to find her deeply in the book again. She got up, and left Ginny to read. All I need is to sleep on this, she thought. Then I will see what happens tomorrow. As she got into bed, and drifted off to sleep, all her thoughts mingled and connected into what would be the most interesting dream of her life. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Author's notes: I like reviews with constructive critisizm, like if you think something could be better or different, and compliments. Please do not waste your time to insult my writing, i am sure you have better things to do. Tell me what you think!