This is my second fanfic. The other one was just a practice to warm me up. I hope you like it!



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CHAPTER 1 ~ Dear Diary



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Hermione pulled out her diary from the shelf and pushed the key in the lock. She twisted it around for a moment, then heard a ~CLICK~.



She took out a pen and started writing.



Dear Diary,



All I could concentrate on today was Harry. How can a boy like him seduce me so much? Whenever he touches me, I feel tingles running up and down my spine. Whenever he smiles at me I can't move from the spot that I'm on.. How can this be happening!



Tomorrow is back to Hogwarts for me! I'll be glad to meet Harry and Ron again. Maybe this year Harry and I tell each other how we feel. Diary, this is more than just a crush.



Diary? I wonder if Harry feels the same for me. I wonder what he is doing right now...



Well, goodnight and I'll talk to you tomorrow. My mum'll get angry if I stay up too late.



Hermione G.



Hermione put her things away and went to sleep.



Harry asked Ron, 'I wonder if Hermione feels the same way for me.'



'Well, you can't stop thinking about her so you might as well tell her how you feel about her.' He answered



' I don't understand you sometimes, Ron. Face it. You aren't my mum and never will be.'



Ron was surprised at what Harry said.



Harry hugged his pillow and continued, ' I'll never know my parents.'



'Of course you won't. thet're d-dd-'



'You can say it if you wan't'



But Ron shook his head. 'Let's talk about something else. Like..tomorrow.'



Harry smiled to himself at what a good friend he had. He felt like hugging Ron.



' I hope they don't cancel quidditch like they did last year for the Triwizard Tournament.' Harry muttered.



' Yeah, it's no fun watching people get hurt' sniggered Ron. They laughed hard and held on to Ron's bed for support.

I hope tomorrow will turn out great, Harry thought.