Dear Diary,
I can't believe I'm in love with Sirius. He's like, twenty years older than me. Aw, but he's so cute. That gorgeous black hair. Misty gray eyes...
Hermione put her diary back on her bedside table. What was she thinking? How could she be in love with someone that old? But he did have that way of smiling at you like you were the only girl in the world. She definitely couldn't tell Harry and Ron about this. They just wouldn't understand.
Hermione went up to Sirius' room. She was alone in Grimmauld Place today. All the boys were at a Quidditch game and Mrs. Weasly and Ginny went to get their hair done. They had wanted her to come too, but she didn't really care about any of that stuff.
His bed sat there, with the navy blue bedspread. So plain. Hermione lay down on it. She could smell Sirius' cologne. She sat up and saw a black hair on the pillow. She picked it up and put it in her pocket. For her collection. She actually had a box under her bed labeled, Sirius Stuff. Hermione walked over to the dresser. She was tempted to look at his underwear but decided against it. She found a picture in the third drawer from the bottom. It was of a younger Sirius, with his arms wrapped around a beautiful blond girl. They looked very much in love. Hermione pretended she was that girl.
Downstairs a door slammed shut. The boys were back. Hermione quickly grabbed the picture and went to her room. After she put the picture and hair away, she went downstairs.
"Hey Harry, Hey Ron, Hey Mr. Weasly. Hey Remus, Hi Sirius," Hermione said and smiled. "Hi Hermione," they all said back. "How was the game?" she asked. Harry and Ron then proceeded to tell her every single boring play. Hermione stared at her beloved Sirius the whole time.
I can't believe I'm in love with Sirius. He's like, twenty years older than me. Aw, but he's so cute. That gorgeous black hair. Misty gray eyes...
Hermione put her diary back on her bedside table. What was she thinking? How could she be in love with someone that old? But he did have that way of smiling at you like you were the only girl in the world. She definitely couldn't tell Harry and Ron about this. They just wouldn't understand.
Hermione went up to Sirius' room. She was alone in Grimmauld Place today. All the boys were at a Quidditch game and Mrs. Weasly and Ginny went to get their hair done. They had wanted her to come too, but she didn't really care about any of that stuff.
His bed sat there, with the navy blue bedspread. So plain. Hermione lay down on it. She could smell Sirius' cologne. She sat up and saw a black hair on the pillow. She picked it up and put it in her pocket. For her collection. She actually had a box under her bed labeled, Sirius Stuff. Hermione walked over to the dresser. She was tempted to look at his underwear but decided against it. She found a picture in the third drawer from the bottom. It was of a younger Sirius, with his arms wrapped around a beautiful blond girl. They looked very much in love. Hermione pretended she was that girl.
Downstairs a door slammed shut. The boys were back. Hermione quickly grabbed the picture and went to her room. After she put the picture and hair away, she went downstairs.
"Hey Harry, Hey Ron, Hey Mr. Weasly. Hey Remus, Hi Sirius," Hermione said and smiled. "Hi Hermione," they all said back. "How was the game?" she asked. Harry and Ron then proceeded to tell her every single boring play. Hermione stared at her beloved Sirius the whole time.
