Dear Diary,
Sorry I didn't write for a while. Mum signed me up for a play—apparently she's really into Muggle theatre. I'm hardly ever home, because practices go so late. It's been loads of fun, but we're finally almost done. Tonight and tomorrow are the shows. I'll miss it, but I won't miss being up so late.
I didn't get any sleep last night. I'm regretting that now, as I'm exhausted and it's opening night. I can't even take a nap because there's a Weasley family reunion. I'll be okay, though. I know just the thing that can get me through the night.
REDVINES.
Have you ever tried them? They're delicious. My dad and Uncle Harry gave them to me. Apparently, they love them as much as I do. Like father, like daughter, I suppose. Mum sometimes calls me "Ron Junior".
Now Mum says we're leaving for the reunion soon. I might not write tomorrow, but I promise I'll write on Monday.
