"From the Brilliant Mind of Harry Potter" by Quidditch, Anyone?
Sorry, I forgot to give the last chapter a title.
Umm... Chapter Two? These Are Hard to Title...
3 September
Ron and Hermione have vowed not to speak for the rest of this year. Right, with the O.W.Ls to take, like she's not going to be badgering him and he won't be begging for any help from her. I honestly give it a week.
Now I'm watching Ron finish unpacking his stuff from my bed. All I can think of is the muffled screams, "You haven't finished packing? You've been here two entire days, Ronald Weasley!" that were echoing just a few minutes to go. He's gotten all mad again.
Maybe this bloody journal does have some use... I can make an excuse to write in it while they're in the middle of another ridiculous row. Makes it much easier to ignore them.
Bye now (still doesn't sound right!)
Harry
4 September
Right, I know this is mostly for outsmarting the Dark Lord, but this is big and I need to tell someone and this is the most understanding thing at the moment!
All right, just a minute... wait, you're paper and ink, you can't even tell if I take a minute, because I'll still just start at the same spot! It's not like I'm writing 'okay, I'm stopping for five seconds now... one, two, three, four, five... now I'm back'. That would just be stupid.
What was I saying? Oh yes, about what just happened. Sitting in a far corner of the common room by myself. Hermione comes in from the library, beyond me why, and I'm about to go join her at a table when Ron comes in. It looks like he's going to patch things up, so I just stay here and listen. Being Ron, he can't quite apologize the way that is considered proper, but he manages to make a few coughing noises and a, "Look, Hermione...". Now, she's a smart girl, she knows he's going to say sorry, but for some stupid reason she yells at him about wasting her time and to stop insulting her. Hermione's not one to play stupid games like that, so something's most definitely odd here. Ron took huge offense and claimed he never even listens to her, just always assumes she's right, which made her hit the roof. She got up and stormed out the portrait hole. Ron yelled at her more (this is after she had already left, by the way), then went into the dormitory.
Really, if my friends weren't my friends, I wouldn't be able to stand them.
Harry
6 September
First weekend, faced with a large decision. I could go pour over books in the library with Hermione and try not to fall asleep, or listen to Ron rant on about how annoying it would be to pour over books in the library with Hermione and try not to fall sleep. For some reason I chose Ron and ending up with this much information:
1. Hermione is the one who's to blame. He didn't do anything and she's just too overly sensitive.
2. It's not his fault all she does is study.
3. He wouldn't really care that she studied so much if she would stop trying to get us to do the same.
4. This whole stupid thing started when he said all Hermione would do this year is practice for the O.W.Ls and not pay any attention to us.
5. Maybe I was wrong about Ron and Hermione liking each other. He sounded quite truthful, and later stopped to look at some sixth-year that was passing.
You'd think figuring all this out would be easier than saving the world a handful of times, but no, no it's not.
8 September
Finally!!! The two have made some sort of pact and are getting along fine. He asked to borrow a quill and she said sure and BAM! They were friends again, just like that. Must remind myself not to blink or else I might miss some very important aspect of this whole 'let's-stop-fighting-and-be-friends-again-because-it's-really-getting-old' thing they do.
I would write more, like about our new Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher (really quite a quirk, he is), or how much homework I have... but I'm too happy right now and feel like doing something I actually enjoy.
Cheerio!
Harry.
Wait! It's nowhere near done!