A/N: Well, here I go again. This is the last, ::sniff:: installment of Hermione's diary! I dunno, I may continue some day. I had a lot of fun writing it. I started writing it for school, but I never thought I'd send it in as a fic. But, I'm not leaving forever! I already have ideas for new fics and I may co- write one with a friend of mine……YOU KNOW who you are, my wonderful RPG friend! Anyways, au revoir for now and I'll be back soon!
Disclaimer: All characters belong to JK Rowling yada yada yada. These things are getting very annoying……
12-25 8:45 PM.
Dear Diary, Well, I ran to my tree, which is where I'm writing from now. I'm thinking about running away, and not coming back. After all, no one here likes me. I've lived my life as a muggle for 11 years, I think I can do it for decades and decades more. It's not like I'd be missed by anyone here, would I? Love from Hermione
12-25 11:55 PM.
Dear Diary, Well, it certainly was an interesting night. Here's how I remember it, but from his viewpoint, it may be different. I sat in my tree, with my diary closed, looking out over the lake when I heard him. I know his voice when I hear it. He was calling my name, wondering where I was. I looked over, and her ran into view. He stops short at the sight of me. "Hermione?" He said, " Why are you all the way up there?" " I'm thinking, Ron," I replied. " Well, can I come up? You look awfully lonely," He says, with a concerned look. Now, if it was any other time, I would have told him off. But, I nodded my head and he climbed up beside me. " I saw what happened with Lavender, " Ron says, " That was cruel of her. I would have punched in the nose if you hadn't run away so quickly. I had to catch you before you did anything rational." " Well, I am running away," I said, " I'm running away and not coming back. Nobody likes me here, Ron. I'd be better off living my life as a muggle." " No Hermione, that isn't a good idea," Ron says, " You are awesome at your studies! So what if you don't have a lot of friends? I don't wither, and I'm not complaining." We look at each other curiously, not knowing what to say next. Then, a question popped into my head. I debated whether to ask it, but I felt that I must. " Ron," I ask, curiously, wondering what the answer would be, " why did you come after me?" Ron's face turns red. I knew he wasn't blushing though. It was anger. "I never expected this," Ron says, looking angrier by the second, " I thought you would have caught on by now, being how smart you are. But, I guess you're too dim to realize that I like you! You're too obsessed with schoolwork to care! What do I have to do to get your attention? Hire a skywriting plane to write I love Hermione?" "But…" I started to say. "No, forget it!" He yells, looking incredibly frustrated, " Just forget it! You'd never like me anyways! I might as well leave Find myself a girl who likes me in return!" He jumps down from the tree and starts to walk away, quite angry. But what did I do? Then it hit me. Who was being a real friend to me all this time? Who was studying with me all the time? Who stood up for me? That's when I realized it. I was in love with Ron Weasley. And I was too dumb to understand. What would everyone think once word got out? But, I knew what I had to do. I jumped down from the tree. " Do not just walk away!" I said, with force. "What?" Ron asked, his face full of confusion. He whipped around and I ran to catch up with him. " I said, Do not just walk away. Listen, I may have not realized it, and I'm sorry. I'm even sorrier for even liking you in the first place for I am not worthy of your love. You should go find someone else because I'm…" But Ron cut me off. What happened next was unexpected, but meant to be. Ron pulled me to him and kissed me. I don't know exactly how long we kissed, but it was my first. Pretty cool, huh? Soon, we pulled away. "What was that for?" I asked, curiously. I was so surprised and happy that he did that. "Because I love you, that of which you should know by now," He replies, smiling. I smile back at him. For a time in my life, I was at lost for words. "So, what now?" I ask. He slips his arm around my shoulders and smiles again. "How about we go back to the dance?" He asks, " There's still an hour left of it." "Okay," I say. We walk back to the dance together, his arm still on my shoulders. Lavender had left and everyone was quite surprised to see us back. We dance for awhile and we start to talk about what we received for Christmas. "I think you should know," Ron says, " That I gave you that locket. I was going to tell you how I felt after the dance, but, you found out early. There's a picture of me inside. I didn't know if you would have liked it or not" He turns bright red. "I love it. It was very thoughtful of you," I say, smiling. He blushes even more and pulls me closer again. We kiss and dance further into the night. It was sad when the dance ended, but, we have things planned for tomorrow. He's teaching me the secrets of Wizard chess and I'm teaching him how to work a television. I basically just want to see how confused he gets when he tries to work it! Anyways, I'm going to be diary, and it truly was an average day. Love from Hermione