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Chapter 2: September 19th 2002

Dear Diary,

It's has been a week since Viktor and I moved back to London from Bulgaria. We are now living in a big house near Diagon Alley. Viktor keeps his job as a Quidditch player, that's why he has loads of fan mail everyday.

I should be happy, Diary, who won't like to have a famous husband and a nice big house? But I feel miserable. Why? I'll tell you why.

Today is my 22nd birthday. Viktor must have forgotten all about it AGAIN. He didn't even wish me a happy birthday before he left for practice this morning. He just looked at me when I arrived for breakfast, continued to look at his newspaper and left the house after his coffee.

When he left, I feel so lonely. I don't feel like 22, Diary. I feel like I am.....maybe 60? Staying in this house makes me sick, Diary, it's too big and empty. So I decided to go out and find some way to spend my birthday. Alone.

And I did, and guess whom I met this afternoon? Yes, it's Harry Potter, my best friend! I didn't see him since our 7th year in Hogwarts! (He didn't come for my wedding)

See, this is what happened...

I was walking in Diagon Alley, looking at the new display of robes in Madam Malkin's Robes For All Occasions when a bunch of teenagers walked past me looking at the books they bought from Flourish and Blotts. They reminded me of myself, Harry and Ron when we were that age.... Anyway, I was thinking about the times we had in Diagon Alley when someone just bumped into me from behind.

I turned around and apologized to the young man. "Sorry, I didn't know what I was doing, standing like an idiot....."

"Hermione?"

I blinked. "Harry?"

Harry nodded eagerly and before I knew what I was doing, I jumped right onto him and gave him a hug, saying, "Oh Merlin, it's you! It's you!" Over and over again like a robot.

Harry hugged me back and when I released him, I gaped at him, looking at him from head to toe. He looked like he had done an extreme makeover, his black hair is stylishly tousled, his glasses and scar are gone, his eyes are bright and still emerald green. He doesn't even look skinny anymore. His shoulders are now broad and his arms are lean and athletic looking.

"My God, look at you! You have certainly changed a lot."

Harry gave me charming smile. "Well, so do you. How are you lately?"

"I'm okay." I said.

"Hey, are you free today? Let's go for a drink at the Leaky Cauldron, my treat." he said excitedly.

"Yeah, I'm free. Let's go."

"So, how're our friends?" I asked Harry at the Leaky Cauldron.

As you know, Diary, I have lost contact with all of my friends since I got married two years ago.

"Everyone is fine. Wood is still in Puddlemere United. He and Katie got twins last week. They named them James and Jonathan. Ron is in the Chudley Cannons. He's good but his team loses to Wood's almost all the time because Wood is such a good keeper and capable captain."

I laughed and Harry continued. "He's with Lavender for like 6 months now. Um, Fred and George's joke shop has flourished, they have branches all over the world. They have kids too," he paused to think. "Err, I think Fred has 3 and George has 4.... or is it the other way round? I can't remember. Anyway, Ginny is married as well...."

"To Dean?" I asked, remembering that she dated Dean in our fifth year.

"No, to Neville."

"What? You're kidding!"

Harry laughed, he has a very nice laugh. "No, anyway, Neville has become a quite capable wizard. He has developed a skill of debating too, that's why he gets to be my lawyer."

"Neville? A lawyer?" I asked in disbelief.

"Hey, he's good. He and Ginny has one daughter, they called her Lethe. She looks like her mother." said Harry.

"What about you?" Before Harry could answer, I said, "No, let me guess, you're an Auror."

He snapped his fingers. "Bingo."

I smiled.

"Being an Auror is tough. But I love my job. It's pretty exciting." He leaned forward and stared at me. "So how's your life with Krum?"

I didn't know what to say, Diary, if I said miserable, he would be upset. If I said happy, then I would be cheating myself. I don't feel happy with Viktor, in fact I'm getting more and more miserable.

"Are you two going to celebrate your birthday today?" asked Harry.

I looked at him. "You remember my birthday?"

"Sure," he frowned. "You mean Krum has forgotten your birthday?"

"Um...."

"How could he? You're his wife!" said Harry angrily.

I didn't respond.

Harry bit his lower lip and looked thoughtful for a while. "So no one is going to celebrate your 22nd birthday today?"

I shook my head.

His anger vanished and he smiled. "Well, in that case, I will celebrate it with you."

I blinked. "You will?"

"Of course, come on, let's go, I'll make sure that today is your best birthday ever!"

Oh Diary, I had so much fun! First he brought me to the Zonko's Joke Shop in Hogsmeade and we laughed ourselves hoarse as we tried all the samples the shop supplied, Harry let me squirted the invisible ink on his shirt to see whether it worked then he sprinkled powder on my hair in return. It turned my hair blue! But it changed back to normal after a while.

Then Harry brought me to Honeydukes where we bought bit of everything: Nougat, coconut ice, toffees, hundreds of different kinds of chocolates (including Chocolate Frogs), Every Flavour Beans, Fizzing Whizzbees, Droobles Best Blowing Gum, Toothflossing Stringmints, Pepper Imps, Ice Mice, peppermint toads, sugar quills and exploding bonbons!

The next destination Harry brought me was a Muggle carnival! Yes, there's one in Helga Park, but it's set up for only a few weeks before it moves to elsewhere.

Oh I hadn't been to one for years! We tried all the rides there and I loved the water slide the most (even through I was soaked wet by it), we even tried the merry-go-round! We drove the bumper cars as well (I'm a lousy driver). Some of the rides were so exciting and we screamed like crazy when the rides brought us high up in the air.

It was already evening when we were done with all the rides, we were sitting on the bench, resting when Harry stood up.

"Where are you going?" I asked.

Harry just smiled. He went over to an air rifle game booth and gave the vendor a Galleon and started playing. It's a common Muggle game. To win the game, Harry had to shoot as many objects as possible as they passed by near the end of the booth, then he would get a prize depended on the amount of points he got. I went over and watched him. He was good but when the game was over, he frowned at the points he had earned.

"Only 60 points? How many points are required for that?" he asked, pointing at a cute, brown teddy bear prize. It was adorable, it had black nose, a beautiful smile and a shining red bow around its neck.

"90 points." said the vendor.

Harry's mouth dropped. But then he looked at me and took out another Galleon. "Fine, get another game ready for me."

"Harry, what...."

"Shush, I'm concentrating."

At that moment, I was thinking, Harry must be getting the bear for his girlfriend, I mean, he must have one now, since he is so famous and looks so dashing. I felt rather envious at the girl, it's so nice to have such a devoted boyfriend.

It took Harry five games to get to 90 points and he looked victorious when he got the bear. Smiling, he turned around and offered the bear to me. "Happy birthday."

I blinked at his words. "What?"

"Okay, so I didn't wrap it up....." started Harry.

I shook my head quickly. "You are actually trying to get it for me?"

Harry looked bewildered. "Yeah, who else am I getting it for?"

"Your girlfriend?" I suggested, sounding rather lame.

Harry snorted and gave a small laugh. "I don't have one. If you don't want the bear, then I will give it to Lethe...."

"No!" I said. "I'm just too surprised. I thought you are getting it for someone else...."

Harry smiled again and handed the bear to me. I took it. It looked so lovable. "Thank you." I said, wrapping my arms around the bear and smiling.

Harry continued to smile and he looked at his watch. "It's already 7.30pm. Want to go and get something to eat?"

I nodded and he brought me to a café.

"Sit here, I'll be right back." he said after we sat down and went off.

A few minutes later, guess what? The lights of the café went dim and Harry came out of the kitchen, with a small chocolate cake in his hands, singing "Happy Birthday"! The customers followed suit and soon the whole café was singing.

Oh Merlin, I was so surprised! I must be looking very stupid because he was grinning when he placed the cake on the table. It had 4 candles on it.

"Make a wish." he said.

I closed my eyes and wished that I would be happy everyday and blew out the candles. The customers clapped and the lights came back on. Harry sat down on his seat.

"Surprise." he said simply and gave me a smile. He handed me the knife. "Birthday girl, please cut the cake."

I laughed and took the knife. I cut it into half and we took our share. Boy, I was full when we were finished.

"So where do you want to go now?" Harry asked me.

I was thinking our next destination when the couple passed by us, talking about Viktor's latest performance at a Quidditch match.

A cold feeling washed over me. I had forgotten that I'm married to Viktor. Throughout the whole day, I didn't even think about him.

Harry must have heard the conversation too, because he said, "Oh. I forgot. Viktor must be waiting for you at home."

No, he wouldn't be. I thought. Sometimes I come home late and he doesn't even stay up for me.

"I'll see you home. Maybe he's waiting to celebrate your birthday with you, you know, just the two of you."

No, Harry, please don't send me home. I have so much fun. I thought again. But I didn't say anything.

He sent me back to my doorstep and we saw that the lights were on in the house. Harry shoved his hands into his pockets.

"Well, goodbye then."

Then he exclaimed, "Oh yeah! I forgot!"

He took out a pen. "Got a piece of parchment?"

I shook my head, wondering what was he trying to do.

"Then give me your hand."

I offered him my hand and he overturned it, writing something on my palm. It tickled and I laughed.

"Don't laugh, your laugh is very infectious, you know." he said, starting to smile as well.

I bit my lip to keep myself from laughing and he finally finished writing after a while. I looked at his words under the porch light:

Harry
122 Godric's Hollow

"That's my address." said Harry.

"You don't live with the Dursleys anymore?"

"Moved out 4 years ago." said Harry, shrugging. "I bet that they are glad to get rid of me. Be sure to stay in contact. I'll be there when you need me."

I nodded, took his pen and wrote on his palm. "Well, this is my address."

As he read my address, I said, "Thank you so much for giving me a wonderful birthday."

"That's what friends are for." he said and turned around. "See ya."

I opened the front door, hoping that Harry was right about Viktor waiting to celebrate my birthday with me. But all I saw was he sitting on the sofa, with his arms folded. He looked rather sulky.

"Vare the hell haff you been?"

I felt hurt, Diary. My husband didn't even smile at me, in fact he is mad at me. On my birthday. Looks like Harry is wrong. There is no special treatment for me today.

"Out." I said simply.

"Vith Potter, right?" he asked.

I froze. How did he know that?

"You vill never behave like that again, Hermy-own-ninny, do you understand?" he demanded.

I frowned at him. "Behave like what? He's my friend."

"I saw you two outside from the window, you are behaving like a couple." he said in disgust.

"You are being ridiculous." I snapped. "Harry is with me because we are celebrating my birthday, do YOU know that today is my 22nd birthday?"

Viktor didn't even look embarrassed. "No I don't. You never said that 19th Sept is your birthday."

"I did!" I exclaimed. "But you always forgets!"

"And that gives you the reason to run around with some guy like some loose woman?"

My mouth dropped open. "You call me loose?"

"Yes! And he gave you those too, didn't he?" he asked, pointing at the teddy bear and the bag of sweets I had been holding on all the while.

"He gave the bear and I bought the sweets."

He stood up and marched towards me. I knew he was going to do something to the bear, so I hugged it protectively. "Don't you dare to touch it! I'll hex you if you do!"

Viktor stopped on his tracks but he scowled at me. "Bitch." he spat and ran back upstairs. He slammed his bedroom door shut. (Viktor and I had been sleeping separately since a few months ago.)

"Who are you calling bitch?!" I yelled upstairs. "I just spent a day with Harry and you went crazy! Who's the one who flirted with the Holyhead Harpies Quidditch captain last year during the All Quidditch Stars Christmas Party then, huh?!"

He didn't even respond, that bastard.

I went upstairs to my room and changed out of my clothes. I felt slightly better after a long bath and the sight of the teddy bear on my bed made me smile. I decided to leave the bag of sweets here on the table, where I could munch a bit of them everyday while giving you my latest account of my life.

I wondered what did Harry do to his bag of sweets. What is he doing now, by the way? Has he gone to bed already? The thought of him makes me smile, Diary. He's a lot better than Viktor. I hope I will see him again soon.

Today is the best birthday I have in years, save the quarrelling part. I'm truly glad that we moved back to London. If we didn't, then I wouldn't bump into Harry today and had so much fun with him.

It's late now, so I decided to go to bed. Goodnight.

Hermione

"Boy, the relationship between Hermione and Viktor sure sucks." said Fred as George flipped to the next entry. "No wonder Hermione prefers Harry."

"I'm tired, you take over, Fred." said George, handing Fred the diary and got up from his seat.

Fred took the diary, sat at George's place and looked at the entry. "Um... Hey, I remember this."

"What do you mean, you remember this?" asked Wood.

"It's about Lethe's first birthday party." said Fred and started reading.