"Hermione? Ginny? Open up i know your in there" started Ron. He had been knocking on the door for about five minutes now but there was no answer.

"Come on you guys your wasting my time, i have some of yours laundry gin,"he said again. Ron stood at the door tapping his foot out of impatience now. He was aggravated at there stubbornness. Most people, would knock, and if no body bothered, would walk away. But not ron. Ron, as ginny put it, was the worlds biggest prat. He was more stubborn as he thought the girls were being and waited outside the door for them to open it up, so he could tell them off.

Then it glued to his brain in the head of clouded thoughts, alohomora. He was such a git wasting his time out here while he could just use the simple charm.

"Alohomora," he said clearly. Most wizards and witches his age would be scared of using a spell at 16 years old, underage, even if he was just on a Christmas vacation from Hogwarts, but anybody in the house could have done that magic, so he felt fine.

He heard the door click and he opened it. Instead of seeing a furious Hermione and Ginny, he saw that the room was empty. Out of the window he could see Ginny and harry throwing snow balls at each other while Hermione sat by a tree, reading history of magic. He smiled. Most people changed constantly, different phases of clothes, hobbies, etc, but Hermione, was still same ole Hermione. Reading while dodging any fun. Same girl he known for years. But she was getting a lot prettier. Snap out of it Ron, what are you thinking.

This was happening to Ron a lot lately. His thoughts filled with Hermione, Hermione, Hermione. He caught himself staring at her blankly without realizing it. He often felt urges to play with her perfect brown curly hair. (Well it was perfect to him). He was definitely sure he didn't like it. I mean, it is Hermione!. Same old Hermione he once hated and thought was the most bossy, self-centered, Know it all git he's ever met, he started to like. But he didn't admit to himself. He couldn't.

Ron snapped out of his argument with himself, and set the basket of Ginny's clothes onto her bed. As he made his way out he noticed an orange open book on Hermione's bed. It looked a lot like his chudley cannons book from the color so he walked over to the bed to take it back from her. When he picked up the book he saw the slanted writing of Hermione's all through the book. At first he was mad, but then he saw what it was.

The book was Hermione Jean Grangers diary.

Ron knew he would regret reading the book if he did, so he made his way to close it. But as he was closing it he saw his name. He was hesitant but sat down on the bed and began reading the page she had wrote only a few hours ago.

9:30 am. Dec 3,1996.

Dear Diary,

Not much has happened since last weeks entry. I arrived at the burrow on the first and its been amazing so far. The Weasley's back yard is full of the most beautiful crystaly white snow. I haven't been playing with it as much as the others seemed to have though. I have a lot better things to do. The professors at Hogwarts assigned us so much work over the holiday's and i won't feel properly happy unless it is all done and over with. But none-the-less its been really enjoyable so far here. I feel really bad about canceling out on mum and dad though. They've always not minded but it still doesn't writhe the guilt of spending Christmas with another family.

Ginny has been pestering me to and have snowball fights and ice-skate with her, but they'll be plenty of time for that after i finish all my assignments. We were planning to go to Luna's house that is about 30 minutes walk from the burrow. I wouldn't mind skipping out on some work to see her. She's always so nice to me, its amazing how upbeat she always is. She definitely an amazing friend for me to have.

I'm quite exited to be in the ice this year. This is my first Christmas with the Weasley's and there's tones of snow over here. Its only fun when you want it to be though. I say that because yesterday when i was reading outside Ron threw a snow ball straight into my face. I swear he has absolutely no respect for me whatsoever. He is the worlds biggest git. So inconsiderate. And the way he just stuffs a bunch of food in his mouth when he eats is so disgusting. He really makes me mad and annoyed sometimes. He doesn't ever acknowledge me and i think i i were to walk out of the burrow he wouldn't notice or frankly i don't think he would care. I don't know, but sometimes..

Ron closed the book. He never knew all the times he was trying to be funny around her and joke, just annoyed her and made her angry. He was sad now. He tried really hard to get in the good book of hermione's, and it turned to be oppistite. So maybe he was going to have to make a different approach. Start treating her, like she said, with respect, like a lady. He didn't know if he could pull that off, but it was always worth a shot.

Wont know unless i try right?