"Friday, September 13, 1996. Harry asked me out! He officially asked me to be his girlfriend! Of course I said yes, I mean, I've been waiting for him to ask me out since fifth year, but I had no idea that he was actually interested! We're going to Hogsmeade together tomorrow, for my birthday partially, but also as a first date. What a birthday present! I'm still not sure what I'm going to wear yet. Maybe I'll ask Parvati. And we're not going to that dumb little teashop Cho took him to, either. We're going to the Wizard's Inn. That's the nicest restaurant in Britain! We actually have to wear dress robes! I haven't written Mum or Dad about it, yet, though…they'd go berserk. 'Make sure his chair stays across the table from yours. Make sure you don't let him kiss you until at least the third date. Make sure he keeps his hands to himself at all times. Make sure, make sure, make sure, make sure!' I love my mother dearly, but she does get a little weird about boys. I'm still not sure what to do about Ron, though. We haven't told him yet. Neither of us are really sure how. I mean, it's always been the three of us. We've all been best friends since first year, and everybody knows he likes me…I almost feel bad for saying yes to Harry. Almost."