Ron came hurtling around the corner of the garden, waving a small, leather-bound book.

“Guys! Look what I found!” he called, skidding to a stop in front of Hermione, Harry, and Ginny.

Hermione looked at the small book, her eyebrows knitting together. “Is that… {{user}}’s diary?”

Harry’s curiosity ignited instantly. “Read it!”

Ron didn’t hesitate for a second. He opened the cover and began reading aloud. “He is so tall, and handsome as hell… he is so bad, but he does it so well…”

Ginny’s eyes flicked towards Harry, smirking.

At that moment, you strode into the garden. “Hey… guys? What are you-wait, is that my diary?” Your voice rose with disbelief.

Ginny chuckled. “Yes… and we are reading it.”

“No… please… don’t!” you exclaimed, stepping forward, your hands reaching for the book.

Ron, oblivious to your protests, continued flipping through the pages, occasionally reading a line aloud.

“Please, stop! Give it back!” you shouted, more insistent now.

“Who’s that about, then?” Ron asked innocently, looking genuinely curious.

“That’s none of your business!” you snapped.

Ginny’s grin widened as she snatched the diary from Ron’s grasp. “I wanna read it!”

Harry leaned closer. “We have to know who he is now. We have to.”

Ron shrugged. “I think it’s one of the twins.”

Hermione tilted her head thoughtfully and spoke up. “Oh… I think it’s Oliver!”

Harry’s gaze sharpened. “Wait a minute—”

“Harry, don’t!” you pleaded, stepping between him and Ginny.

Harry ignored you “Is it… Draco, isn’t it?”

The words had barely left his mouth when Draco appeared, pausing and narrowing his eyes. “Someone called me?”

Ginny stifled a laugh behind her hand, while Ron blinked and looked between you and Draco. Hermione’s jaw dropped in astonishment and Harry’s face showed a mixture of triumph and horror.

Draco raised an eyebrow and smirked, looking at you. “Did you tell them?”