~February 1st~ Sunday

Chocolate Units: 18 (in paranoia), Negative Thoughts: 197, Number of Days Until Valentine's Day: 13

6:05pm

I honestly think Ron's cheating on me. I don't see him nearly as much, and he barely talks to me anymore.

No, no, it's paranoia. I'm just stressed out.

6:07pm

Ack, forgot my Transfiguration assignment in Ron's room.

6:09pm

Really.

9:07pm

Ron's room is suspiciously clean and smelling woman-free. Must investigate this further.

~February 12th~ Thursday

Chocolate Units: 12 (Very abundant in beginning of horrid holiday), Number of Days Until Valentine's Day: 2, Number of Valentines Received: 1 (from Neville)

Have managed to make some sort of Valentine's Day date with Ron for Saturday night, and he's actually being rather enthusiastic about it.

"Midnight rendezvous in the astronomy tower with romantic candlelit dinner. What do you think?" he asked me in the corridor between Herbology and Care of Magical Creatures.

"Sounds…wonderful," I replied, trying to keep the disbelief out of my voice.

Hmm…

~February 14th~ Saturday

Chocolate Units: 27 (justified), Valentines Sent: 0 (Not in Holiday Mood), Valentines Received: 2 (One from Harry, One meant for Ginny and sent to me in a fluke)

8:24pm

Ron has stood me up. Again! At dinnertime, when I was eating light in preparation, he just casually said, in front of everyone "Can't make it tonight. Homework. Sorry Hermione."

I drowned my sorrows by downing most of the contents of the table. Too horrified to count the calories.

8:26pm

Also incredibly suspicious.

11:23pm

I stopped by Ron's room earlier tonight to inquire whether he needed any help with his homework.

His voice was muffled by the heavy door, which he refused to open.

"I don't think so, but thanks any way, 'Mione."

"Ron, come on. It's Valentine's Day. Let your girlfriend in."

There was a bit of shuffling, and the door finally let in a few inches, an eye and a shock of red hair visible. He looked like he was checking to see if I had brought anyone with me.

"All right."

It swung open and allowed me entrance. Ron stepped back and asked, "What's up?"

"Nothing really," I coolly replied, glancing around the room with a suspicious eye. The bed was unmade, as usual, a thick layer of clothes was spread evenly across the floor, as usual, and his hair was a mess, as usual. His hand rested heavily on my shoulder, and I leaned steadily into him. "I'm just a little stressed out."

"Me too," he replied honestly, rubbing my shoulder in that very annoying fatherly way. "Too much homework to do."

That sparked even more interest. Though the room was in its typical disarray, I didn't see a hint of homework anywhere.

I looked around frantically at the doorways, looking for any possible place where a girl could be hidden. There was the closet, which was open revealing its contents (which didn't include anything female), and the closed one of the bathroom.

"Let me use your loo for a second," I said quickly, exploding out of his grasp and rushing toward the bathroom door.

"Wait…Hermione, no!"

The door was locked. I pulled out my wand and yelled "Alohomora!"

"No!"

Sitting on the rim of the bathtub was a thin, shapely blonde buttoning up her shirt. She looked up at me as I burst in and gave a sort of smug smile.

"Hello," she said with a syrupy American accent.

"Erm…" Ron broke into the room, wearing a very fake smile and face a bright shade of bright red. "Hermione…meet the new exchange student, Mary Sue."

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