Hermoine peered down at the article again. "Then all of a sudden,
everything got cold. as if happiness was washed away and was replaced with
icicles." Hermoine felt disgusted at reading this. it was as if Draco
actually cared for Harry. She couldn't bear to read anymore.
She pocketed the newspaper and went to her room. The diary was laying on
her nightstand. it felt like it was drawing it to her. She walked gingerly
towards the bed, sat on it and then picked up the diary. She opened it up
to the day June 6th. Hermoine was surprised to see her name at the top-
center of the page. The diary entry was named after her.
June 6th
Hermoine
I wish Hermoine knew how I felt about her. how I dream about her every night. If only she knew how much I miss her voice.I love hearing her soothing voice, even if she was lecturing me about not doing my home work. I can tell Ron has the same feelings towards her, but we promised that we wouldn't let a girl get between us. When I was with Cho, everything was cool between all three of us. but what if Hermoine chooses eather Ron or I to go out with in the future? I don't want anyone to feel like a third wheel. I am just so confused. I wish I could just tell her how I felt. if only I wasn't so shy. Me. Famous Harry Potter. shy. No one would believe it.
Hermoine stared at the entry. Harry had. FEELINGS. for her. She couldn't believe it! Why hadn't he told her? He had to know that she wouldn't laugh at his feelings. right? "Well, I finally found out how you feel, Harry." Hermoine whispered to herself. All of a sudden, she realized something. She had feelings for him too. She always used to stay up in her dormitory in their fifth year and dream about him. She hadn't thought these things to be romantic feelings, but now that she thought about it. she loved him. She still loves him. "Oh my god." She whispered. She curled up in her bed, holding the diary tightly in her grasp. This is the only object she has of his.
She was walking towards Harry, her arms outstretched. "You died. how are you here?" Hermoine asked, staring at his handsome face. Harry just stood there, and stared at her. He was smiling lightly at her. not saying a word. " Say something, Harry, please." Hermoine sobbed. Harry said nothing. He just stood there. he made a slow motion of outstretching his hand. reaching for her. Hermoine stretched out her hand. reaching for his. All of a sudden, Harry disappeared out of view. He was gone. forever. Hermoine started screaming in her dream. sobbing angrily at the world.
"Hermoine! Hermoine! Wake up!" Hemoine's mom was shaking her violently. "What, Mama?" Hermoine asked sleepily. "You were screaming in your sleep again." Hermoine's mom said smoothly. She was patting Hermoines hair. Hermoine had sweat clinging to her forehead. "Sorry Mama." Hermoine said. She didn't mean to fall asleep again. After her mother left, Hermoine left her room and prepared another cup of coffe. she didn't to intend to fall asleep again. She was too scared to see another dream. She had never had the dream she just had. It was so strange. Why hadn't Harry said anything? Why did he disappear? Hermoine knew the answer to the last question.
"Because he is gone. forever." She whispered.
Hermoine
I wish Hermoine knew how I felt about her. how I dream about her every night. If only she knew how much I miss her voice.I love hearing her soothing voice, even if she was lecturing me about not doing my home work. I can tell Ron has the same feelings towards her, but we promised that we wouldn't let a girl get between us. When I was with Cho, everything was cool between all three of us. but what if Hermoine chooses eather Ron or I to go out with in the future? I don't want anyone to feel like a third wheel. I am just so confused. I wish I could just tell her how I felt. if only I wasn't so shy. Me. Famous Harry Potter. shy. No one would believe it.
Hermoine stared at the entry. Harry had. FEELINGS. for her. She couldn't believe it! Why hadn't he told her? He had to know that she wouldn't laugh at his feelings. right? "Well, I finally found out how you feel, Harry." Hermoine whispered to herself. All of a sudden, she realized something. She had feelings for him too. She always used to stay up in her dormitory in their fifth year and dream about him. She hadn't thought these things to be romantic feelings, but now that she thought about it. she loved him. She still loves him. "Oh my god." She whispered. She curled up in her bed, holding the diary tightly in her grasp. This is the only object she has of his.
She was walking towards Harry, her arms outstretched. "You died. how are you here?" Hermoine asked, staring at his handsome face. Harry just stood there, and stared at her. He was smiling lightly at her. not saying a word. " Say something, Harry, please." Hermoine sobbed. Harry said nothing. He just stood there. he made a slow motion of outstretching his hand. reaching for her. Hermoine stretched out her hand. reaching for his. All of a sudden, Harry disappeared out of view. He was gone. forever. Hermoine started screaming in her dream. sobbing angrily at the world.
"Hermoine! Hermoine! Wake up!" Hemoine's mom was shaking her violently. "What, Mama?" Hermoine asked sleepily. "You were screaming in your sleep again." Hermoine's mom said smoothly. She was patting Hermoines hair. Hermoine had sweat clinging to her forehead. "Sorry Mama." Hermoine said. She didn't mean to fall asleep again. After her mother left, Hermoine left her room and prepared another cup of coffe. she didn't to intend to fall asleep again. She was too scared to see another dream. She had never had the dream she just had. It was so strange. Why hadn't Harry said anything? Why did he disappear? Hermoine knew the answer to the last question.
"Because he is gone. forever." She whispered.
