I don't want to go on, but I know that I have to. It just hurts so much. People always say that it is all part of life, bit I never listen to them. It seems that everyone else except me is happy and enjoying their own luxurious life. Big deal. To some no, not all, to me, yes it is a big deal. I long for the happiness that other dwell in. It hurts me inside to see all these happy people and then to look in the mirror at myself. It sucks a lot. Being Hermione Granger isn't as easy as it seems. My life is an empty void where darkness rules my every move. Sure, I have good marks and I read a lot; but there is so much more to life than that. It really gets old after a while.
I wish that there was someone who would take me under their wing and show me what the world is really like. Help me catch up on the parts that I have already missed. Maybe I have missed too much of my life to just catch up; maybe I need to start over. I want to leave the darkness behind and go into the shining light of life and love. Maybe I will even drop a subject this year to make up for lost social time. Maybe not. That's me; I am so undeceive about things outside of school. Do I want to walk over and say "Hi," to the really nice guy over there, or do I retreat behind the many pages of a book so that he won't see me?
I want to come out and see the light but I don't think that anyone would want to help me. Until today that is. I am a seventh year student at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry and I have been around Ron Weasley since day one. At first, we really didn't hit it off that great. The first time I ever laid eyes on him was when I was looking for a lost toad of Neville's. I walked into their compartment and my chest got tight and I had to remember to breathe. Ronald Weasley and Harry Potter sat eating what looked like the entire food trolley. Harry had a mouthful of chocolate and Ron had a speck of dirt on his nose.
I politely asked if the had seen Neville's toad but they said no. Before I could faint I walked out of the compartment and went to find Neville. That's when I first started to love Ron Weasley. I don't think that he ever felt that way about me, but then again I could be wrong. At the Yule Ball in fourth year he was really awkward acting when he figured out that Victor and I were together. I thought that he was jealous, but he denied it. I have always felt a spark in my gut whenever I look at him, even when we have our feuds. It is just something we do. Nothing new. Ronald Weasley changed my life today. He took my hand after classes and led me out to the lake and told me that he didn't want to argue and that he wanted to be more than just friends. I ran.