Dear Diary,
Wow, this is weird. I've never had a diary before, my parents gave me this for my 15th birthday and not, almost a year later, I decided to give it a shot.
I'm at the Burrow with the Weaselys. Harry got in last night at like one. I am so glad that he isn't avoiding us because of Sirius's death. He did last year at the end of term. I want to get him to talk about it because it is always a good idea to talk about things like this. He lost the closest thing he ever had as a father, he rally needs to get all of his grief out so he doesn't blow up on us like last summer. Gosh that was scary.
Being at the Burrow, this close to Ron is agony for me. I love him. Yes, I'll be honest with myself, as long as he never reads this. I am in love with Ronald Weasely. I have been for years, since the end of 3rd year to be exact.
He never lets on about how he feels about me but we argue all the time so I imagine that he only likes me as a friend. I want to ask him out but am so afraid that he'll turn me down that I don't dare.
I am sleeping in Ginny's room but it is only a floor under his and, I can't stand it. And he is always trying to get Flem to kiss him on the cheeks like she does to Harry. Oh I want to punch her or hex her until she goes away. I can't stand her. Not only for the way Ron goes on about her but because she treats all of us like five year olds. Hello, we're 16; we're old enough to know how to take care of ourselves. And when she marries into the family, Ron will be around her a lot and… can I strangle her?
Here I am talking about my love life (if you can call it that) when I should be writing of more important things. The Daily Prophet has been calling Harry the Chosen One for over two weeks and just this morning Harry told us it was true. Harry must either kill Voldemort or be killed. I can't ever picture Harry killing anyone, not even Voldemort. I certainly don't want him to be killed (he is one of my best friend after all) because then we would be in the mercy of Voldemort and that would be awful.
I have to go and help Mrs. Weasely with dinner now. I'll write soon.
Love,
Hermione