Author's Note: I'm so glad that the new year is here, cos I just switched
my 2002 Man Utd calendar for my 2003 Harry Potter calendar! Let's see..
it's already eight hours and thirty-four minutes into the new year. Happy
New Year to all my readers!
Hermione's New Year Resolutions
By like a falling star
1st January, Thursday
Dear Diary,
The past year has been absolutely terrifying. The O.W.Ls were just inching nearer, second by second, and Ron and Harry just refused to touch a book till two weeks before. I got so upset with them that I nearly went over to sit with the Ravenclaws. Well, I'm glad that they did well. It's surprising, isn't it? They hardly studied and still managed to pull a remarkable number of O.W.Ls. I'm so proud of them. Ron, especially. I always knew he was smart, and if he'd just bother to apply himself he would be getting the maximum number of O.W.Ls. Well. Next year we're about to take our N.E.W.Ts, and I'm going to make sure that Ron does his best.
Anyway, Diary, here are my New Year Resolutions for this year:
I will continue getting straight As for all my subjects [except for Arithmancy and Transfiguration, in which I will get no less than A*s for, and Potions, in which it is virtually impossible for any Griffindor, especially friends-of-Harry-Potter, to get an A in, so I will settle for no less than Bs, until Snape finally drowns in a cauldron or decides to grow a heart].
I will not be late for any Herbology lesson, even though it's all Ron's fault in the first place, since he insists on raiding the kitchens every Thursday morning, for his "Thursday-morning-cream-cheese-on-biscuit cravings", and you know I can't resist his charms. I will put my foot down and make sure that neither of us is late for Herbology at any times. [Hahahahaha..]
I will keep my temper in check, and not quarrel with Ron over every single minuscule thing, no matter how much I love that infuriating smile of his.
I will be patient and let things happen at their own, infinitely slow pace, and resist the urge to seize Harry and Ginny by the ears and scream, 'Shove it already! Anyone with eyes can see that the two of you are P-E-R-F-E-C-T for one another!' I will also resist the urge to lock them in a broom closet for two hours and cross my fingers and hope that things will happen.
I will not resort to brewing a love potion [or begging, borrowing or stealing one] no matter how thick Ron is and no matter how much he needs it. Or I need it. I will also not resort to smashing a jug of pumpkin juice over Ron's head and hoping that he will finally come to his senses.
I will tell Ron how I feel. No backing out this time.
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Hermione's New Year Resolutions
By like a falling star
1st January, Thursday
Dear Diary,
The past year has been absolutely terrifying. The O.W.Ls were just inching nearer, second by second, and Ron and Harry just refused to touch a book till two weeks before. I got so upset with them that I nearly went over to sit with the Ravenclaws. Well, I'm glad that they did well. It's surprising, isn't it? They hardly studied and still managed to pull a remarkable number of O.W.Ls. I'm so proud of them. Ron, especially. I always knew he was smart, and if he'd just bother to apply himself he would be getting the maximum number of O.W.Ls. Well. Next year we're about to take our N.E.W.Ts, and I'm going to make sure that Ron does his best.
Anyway, Diary, here are my New Year Resolutions for this year:
I will continue getting straight As for all my subjects [except for Arithmancy and Transfiguration, in which I will get no less than A*s for, and Potions, in which it is virtually impossible for any Griffindor, especially friends-of-Harry-Potter, to get an A in, so I will settle for no less than Bs, until Snape finally drowns in a cauldron or decides to grow a heart].
I will not be late for any Herbology lesson, even though it's all Ron's fault in the first place, since he insists on raiding the kitchens every Thursday morning, for his "Thursday-morning-cream-cheese-on-biscuit cravings", and you know I can't resist his charms. I will put my foot down and make sure that neither of us is late for Herbology at any times. [Hahahahaha..]
I will keep my temper in check, and not quarrel with Ron over every single minuscule thing, no matter how much I love that infuriating smile of his.
I will be patient and let things happen at their own, infinitely slow pace, and resist the urge to seize Harry and Ginny by the ears and scream, 'Shove it already! Anyone with eyes can see that the two of you are P-E-R-F-E-C-T for one another!' I will also resist the urge to lock them in a broom closet for two hours and cross my fingers and hope that things will happen.
I will not resort to brewing a love potion [or begging, borrowing or stealing one] no matter how thick Ron is and no matter how much he needs it. Or I need it. I will also not resort to smashing a jug of pumpkin juice over Ron's head and hoping that he will finally come to his senses.
I will tell Ron how I feel. No backing out this time.
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