Ooooh! The penultimate chapter! Just to let you know I'm currently posting another fic called 'A Marauder's Christmas'- check it out! By the way, this is HulaHomer but I have changed my name to I-Confuse-Everyone (because I do!)

Harry and Hermione

When Ron next opened his eyes, they were back in the Gryffindor Boy's dormitory. It was all dark and large shadows loomed in the corners. Suddenly, the door flew open and Harry flew in, closely followed by Neville. Harry threw himself on his bed, lying on his back and Neville sat peacefully on the next bed across. Both boys were chuckling merrily.

"That was funny!" laughed Neville, as he recalled the Christmas prank they had just played on some Slytherins.

"Yeah," smirked Harry, "I should hang out with you more, Neville. It's not the same as hanging out with Hermione!"

"Yeah, I know, mate," said Neville, "I'm sure Seamus and Dean would let you join in!"

"I don't know, Neville. Seamus is acting a bit…odd this year," said Harry, scratching his head,

"Well you know, like he said at the beginning of the year, his moms got some issues with you and all that," said Neville, uncomfortably,

"Yeah, I know," sighed Harry, "I just wish that we could all be friends,"

"Well maybe when Fudge finally realises that You-Know-Who is back then we can all be friends!" said Neville,

"Yeah," sighed Harry, again, "Talk to you later Neville."

Neville stood up and walked swiftly out of the dormitory, leaving Harry on his own.

"I do wish," said Harry, aloud, "that I had a close friend who was male. Somehow, it's just not as much fun having a girl as your best friend."

The scene dissolved away and Ron and Sirius found themselves in the back of the library. The air was sprinkled with dust and it smelt musty, as libraries often do. Ron suddenly heard a voice, speaking softly.

"Hermione, you're going to have to leave now. The library is closed,"

"Alright, Madam Pince. Will it be open tomorrow?"

"Yes, of course, dear. Goodnight."

A figure stood up and walked out of the library. Another figure stretched and extinguished the lamps with a flick of their wand. Then, they walked slowly out of the library and locked the door behind them.

"Erm, what are we meant to be seeing?" asked Ron,

"Just take a look around," said Sirius, mysteriously.

Ron wandered over to where Hermione and Madam Pince were minutes ago. Lying on the table was a small black book. Ron picked it open and flipped it open onto the first page.

"Dear Diary. Well, I'm here again at Hogwarts in my fifth year- OWLs year. I'm looking forward to it…"

The entry went on and on but Ron didn't read it. He flushed thinking he was snooping on his friend's private thoughts. "I can't read this!" said Ron, "It's Hermione's diary!"

There was no response. Ron turned around and Sirius had gone. He sighed and dropped the diary back on the table. Suddenly, a gust of wind blew through the library, causing dust to rise and the diary to open on the page of December 24th. Ron bent his head and looked at what was written there.

"Dear Diary. Its Christmas Eve today and I guess I'm looking forward to Christmas tomorrow. I just wish that I had somebody close to celebrate it with. I don't mean Harry. Of course, I love Harry, but as a friend and I'll enjoy celebrating Christmas with him. I just wish I had something like a boyfriend, who I would love and he would love me back and care for me. I'd like him to be tall and slim and be funny to make me laugh. Harry is too serious sometimes but of course with his past, he has to be serious. A boyfriend who's a good friend and loyal would be excellent and I really like blue eyes, although I'm not really that bothered. But, I have to face it. Who'd want to go out with a Mudblood like me?"

Ron smiled sadly as he finished reading: his blue eyes widening as he read the last line. His private thoughts knew that he really like Hermione, more than a friend. He just never had the courage to ask her out. Maybe Sirius was right. Maybe it would be better if he had been born.

"Sirius?" he called, "Sirius?"

There was no reply.

"Sirius? I've changed my mind. I wish I had been born. I wish I was alive to enjoy Christmas with my best friends and family."

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