Not mine, love you all Go J.K her book is coming out on my ball day.

Merlin's Beard that sounds boring.

I have no idea what possessed me to write in the diary. None. I just saw her writing in the words and scrawled that underneath it.

Hello?

The writing works both ways! I haven't been this excited since Father bought me a new broom. As soon as that word came through on my page I realized I had the perfect tool for a plan. This was how I could win my bet. I rewet my quill and wrote a reply.

Good Evening.

The words sunk into the page and then re-appeared.

Are you the diary or a person?

Person Who

I'm a student at Hogwarts

So are the 1200 other students who go to Hogwarts.

Well I know you.

I hardly would conceal who I am when writing to myself now would I? So it wouldn't be hard to find out who I am. Who are you?

You really want to know?

Yes I would hardly ask if I didn't.

You want to know me then write to me

It took awhile for her to respond. I began to fear she wouldn't when

Ok I'll play your game. But not right now. Prefect rounds.

Have fun

While I was on my prefect round I happened to bump into none other than Granger going through a door. Upon seeing me her eyes immediately narrowed. How's that for a welcome? I decided to be pleasant – though believe me it was hard.

"Hello Hermione."

She stared at me for a few seconds longer before she confronted me.

I would try to use another word for it but there isn't one.

"What the hell Malfoy?"

"What?" I asked innocently.

"Why are you acting so strangely?" As though it was obvious.

"I... er... was just being polite."
Hermione went strangely silent then she looked me in the eye

"What ever mind game your trying to pull won't work."

I was a little frustrated. I'm not used to having to work this hard to get a girl and this was getting perplexing.

"What mind game, I'm actually being polite."

For all of those out there who think that I can't be polite you're wrong. I am from a pureblood lineage of course I know how to behave in even the highest social circles. I'm not a fool so don't take me for one.

"Why?" She demanded.

I had to think about this one. Obviously I couldn't tell her the truth so I decided to tell her what she wanted to hear.

"The other day when you hexed me I got to thinking. You were right."
"What?" Hermione's voice was full of disbelief

"Don't you remember? 'You have absolutely no redeeming features in your character at all. You are more disgusting than the slimy pit from where you were spawned"

She actually blushed at first then she straightened her back and her attitude changed.

"I think this is just another one of your pranks"

"That's hardly fair, I think I should get a chance to prove myself."

She threw up her hands.

"This is to weird for me. I'm going to finish my rounds."

I bowed as she went past. I nice touch if I do say so myself. Her response was a worried glance and to move faster out of the door.