September 9

Dear Diary,

Remember I told you I had a brilliant plan? Well, I decided to have Ron fall in love with someone and he will forget all about me and then I'll break up with him but he won't be sad since he found a different love of his life.

And I decided to join the exchange program for a month. Fleur Delacour will be in it and I know Ron has had the hots for her ever since she kissed him for (not) saving her sister. I will be going September 11 to The Beauxbaton Academy.

Hermione

Dear Diary,

Me and Ron got into a fight. It started when I was innocently walking to the Charms classroom and Ron just casts Locomortormortis. I wished Hermione didn't teach him the stupid spell. I was glued to the floor and Ron comes running up to me.

He asked me why I was so jealous about him being with Hermione. He said how Hermione can't just get away from him. That's when I blew up. I told him Hermione doesn't give a damn about you and that she never agreed to be your boyfriend.

But, what really pissed him off was when I said he was becoming like Percy. Some one who only thinks about himself and doesn't give a damn about the world around. He said how I'm jealous about him dating Hermione. I told him he has some damn nerves saying that because I am not jealous of him and no one would be because he's lame.

By now, the Locomortormortis spell has worn off. I dash into the Charms room while Ron also walks in. Flikwit must've known something was wrong when he called roll and when we raised our hand is opposite sides of the room. Thankfully, he chose not to question us about it.

Dear Diary,

I had a fight with Potter. I am no longer his friend. He is such a bloody git, he called me Percy. I hate his damn guts and, bloody hell, all this happened over a girl. I didn't know dating Hermione would be such big of a problem. If I did, I wouldn't have dated her.

Ron

September 10

Dear Diary,

Today is the day before I go to Beauxbatons and Ron asked me on a date. I didn't know he could be such a gentleman. In the common room, I found Harry reading a book. I told him I will be going to Beauxbatons tomorrow and he said goodbye. I kissed him on the cheek and I felt a spark shoot through my spine. Ron was waiting for me in the Room of Requirement. He was wearing a tux and I, jeans and a sweatshirt.

So, I immediately imagined myself in a cocktail dress, Periwinkle blue. With my hair wavy. Of course. It all happened. He imagined a dinner in a buffet and a juke box.

I imagined decorations and flowers elegantly placed on the tables. Then we had dinner.

He complimented me on the dress(he didn't see the jeans/sweatshirt) and said how beautiful I looked. I swear, if I wasn't in love with Harry, I would be head over heels with Ron. He could be the sloppy and elegant, lame and romantic person all in one day. But, ironically, the part that was a let down was when he kissed me on the cheek. No spark. None, zip, zilch, nada, zero spark.

Hermione.

Dear Diary,

Hermione told me she was going to Beauxbatons. She kissed me on the cheek and it was so amazing. I felt this spark just electrocute my body. If Hermione was like this and I failed to see it, I must be a horrendous friend.

Harry

Dear Diary,

I went on a date with Hermione. She is so amazing. She is perfect in every way. I love her. But her kissing is bad. She kissed me on the cheek and it was nothing like Fleur's.

Ron