Disclaimer - I'm still just a student, and I'm still just 17, so I'm not JK Rowling. The only magic I can do is put pen to paper (and even that is faulty!), so don't sue me for nicking - sorry borrowing - characters, just read and review!

Ron

I hate being poor. OK, I know it's such a cliché of mine and anyone who knows me will have heard me say it at least 3 million times in the last 4 years.... but it's true. It's not that I particularly want to be rich as, like Harry says, it doesn't necessarily make you happy. But to have enough money to not have to worry about stuff during the year. Take last week for example: it was Hermione's 16th and, with her being one of my best mates and everything, I wanted to get her something really nice - not an easy thing to do when you have no money. So I ended up just buying her a book - which isn't the most exciting thing to receive on your 16th. Then again, this is Hermione we're talking about, and being Hermione she loved it! I just wish she loved me - but everyone knows she has her heart set on Harry.........

Arrgghhhh!!!!! There's a big, huge, gigantic hairy spider on the floor, and I don't know why the hell I haven't stopped writing by now but I can't seem to put my quill down...... I HATE spiders. Forget You Know, spiders are the most terrifying thing and greatest evil on this earth! HATE! HATE! HATE! HATE! HATE! They make having a pet troll suddenly seem appealing! OH MY GOD! It's coming closer. I can't write anymore (and my quill's still stuck in hand). I'm dying, it's crawling on my cloak. I'm gonna die, no, I'm gonna get Harry to save me. It's still approaching me. It's the end. Goodbye, I shall miss you.

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Hi, um, it's Harry. I know that this is Ron's diary and I probably shouldn't be reading it or writing in it.... but I thought you ought to know that due to the trauma he suffered at the hands (sorry legs) of the *cough* money spider *snigger*, he's indisposed. Actually, Hermione's just informed me that he's currently in the hospital wing - having fallen down the stairs in his hurry and panic, and hit his head!!!!

Oh well, I'm sure he'll be back soon! I just hope I will still be around when he finds out that I've been writing in this! Harry and Hermione!

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Oh my God! It's me again, and there's no spider this time but I can't believe Harry and 'Mione have been reading this...... What if they saw? No, they wouldn't....... would they? I mean, I don't think they would read it - but you never know..... What am I saying?! Get a grip Weasley, they're your best bloody friends, they're not gonna read your private stuff - especially when it's on a different page! Or would they?!? F**k I'm screwed! If Hermione ever found out........ or worse - if Harry ever found out.............

I've just had a rather disturbing thought..... these journal/diaries/whatever you want to call them are gonna be shared amongst my entire year!

Damn! I just tried to erase the ink with a vanishing spell - but it's refusing to budge!!! Help! What am I going to do? OK, calm down..... I just won't write anything more about my feelings for Hermione (Oops, I did it again! Now why does that sound familiar?). In fact, I just won't write anything at all.

This is goodbye. At least until my paranoia has worn off and I can think of another subject to discuss here.

Ron

Sorry once again for a short chapter - Ron's next one will be longer and more interesting! He he! Also sorry about the spider thing..... I, um, had a mad moment at lunch time today!

Please keep reviewing - I'm doing exams at the moment and reviews cheer me right up!

Rachel xxx