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I love him.
There's nothing more I can say.
I've loved him since first year, since he saved me from that troll. But I can never tell him this because I know he doesn't love me. I mean how could he? I'm not good enough for him. My hair's too bushy and I'm not that pretty, but I want to be with Harry. I want to be with that handsome, raven-haired, emerald green-eyed boy sitting across from me.
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I love her.
I wish I could tell her.
I've loved her since first year, since I saved her from that troll. I can never tell her this though because I know she doesn't love me. I mean how could she? I'm definitely not good enough for her. My hair's too messy and I'm not that smart. But I want to be with Hermione. I want to be with that beautiful, auburn-haired, honey brown-eyed, girl sitting across from me.
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Harry, Hermione, Ron, and Ginny were all sitting together at breakfast laughing and having a good time since it was Christmas break and all.
"Harry…" Ginny was trying, but failing, to get Harry's attention. "Harry Potter!" Ginny said waving her hand in front of his face. Harry didn't notice…he was too deep in his day dream to actually notice anything.
"HARRY!!" Ron, Hermione, and Ginny all bellowed at the same time.
"What do you want?" Harry asked in an irritated voice.
"Harry we've called you at least three times. Why didn't you answer?" asked Ginny looking worried.
"Oh, sorry I was just thinking…I guess I just zoned out." Harry said about as casual as he could. Hermione knew that he wasn't telling the whole truth, because she could read those emerald greens better than anyone and she could tell when he was lying.
"Well anyway, Harry can you pass the pumpkin juice?" Ginny said failing to notice that Harry was not even paying attention. He passed it over and she began pouring it into her cup, not even noticing that Harry was already daydreaming again.
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12/20/04
Dear Diary,
Why? Why do I always cry myself to sleep at night? Why do I cry over him? I should just accept the fact that he'll always be with Ginny. He'd never go out with the mudblood, bookworm that I am.
No one understands the pain that I go through everyday knowing that I can't be Harry's because they're all happy. Harry has Ginny……Ron has Luna….and me…I have no one that will ever care because if someone did they would see that I'm depressed all the time.
I wish I could make the pain go away.
Maybe I should just end it all.
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The next day, Hermione was nowhere to be found. The Weasley's and Harry were searching everywhere possible for her. Harry went to check her room and that's when he found something that he had missed in his previous search….a note folded neatly on her pillow. Harry had an uneasy feeling in the pit of his stomach. He picked it up and unfolded it quickly, concerned with what it might say.
"Dear Harry,
(As I know you're probably going to be the one to find this because you always were much more observant than the rest…that was one of the things I loved about you.)
I know by now you, and the rest of the Weasleys, are searching everywhere for me. I just wanted to let you know that you're probably not going to find me in time…."
Harry didn't even bother to finish reading the note. He rushed out the door to find the Weasley's and show it to them.
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Harry couldn't find them so he yelled for them to come downstairs. They all came rip tearing down the stairs to find out if there was any news on Hermione.
Ron was the first one to speak, "So, Harry what did you find out?"
"Hermione…she left this note…I don't think I can stand to read it again-here Ron you take it." Harry held out his shaking hand and Ron snatched the note from him anxious to find out what it said.
"Oh my God…Hermione…she really wouldn't do that would she?" Mrs. Weasley asked in a worried voice.
"It doesn't matter if she would or wouldn't do something like this we need to look for her." Ginny said in a matter-of-fact tone.
They all spread out and started to search the area surrounding the Weasley's house.
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Hermione had been walking for a while and she eventually came upon an enormous, old, abandoned house. She didn't want anyone to find her body and this would be the perfect place because it was surrounded by woods and was very secluded. She went inside and started climbing the stairs to the roof.
She gazed over the edge of the rotting roof mulling over the decision to jump. She stood up on the edge and stayed like this for a good while. All of a sudden she felt a hand on hers. She turned around startled…and that's when she started to fall.
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Harry offered to search the woods when he and the Weasley's split up to look for Hermione. He had been walking for some time and that's when he saw an old abandoned house in the distance. He decided to check it out.
He went inside and started from the ground floor and started working his way up, looking for Hermione. He had searched everywhere and Hermione was still nowhere to be found. Crestfallen, he made his way to the last place that was left and that's when he saw her.
He walked towards her trying to be as quiet as possible as to not alarm her to his presence. He reached out and touched her hand. She turned around surprised, but her face contorted into horror as the realization hit her-she was falling to the earth below her.
cliffy eh? i know you probably hate me right now but i'll have the next chapter up A.S.A.P. i promise :)