Prologue
"I'm so sick of you being a bitch to me all the time!" Ron's face was going red with anger at Hermione. For the last time she had got the better of him he had decided yesterday evening when she had dissed his spell he was practicing. Now again she had the nerve to diss it again. And just when he thought he was getting it. The little criticizing bitch. And finally he had stood up to her.
He glared at her, when he noticed little droplets forming at the edge of her eyes, he moved forward to comfort her, "Hermione," he started,
" No, Ron. You must remember, I'm a BITCH!" Hermione replied and ran back towards the school.
It was a snowy day out and the sun was hidden behind the clouds, just like Ron's mood," Hey, Ron!" it was Harry.
"Go away," Harry looked confused
" Huh?"
"I said, GO AWAY!" Ron didn't know why he was so angry, he just was. "Sjoe, Ron. Take a chill pill." Harry stalked off.
"Hey," Harry called to Neville
"Sod off Harry, can't you see I'm busy?" Neville was busy feeding the thunder squirrels. "Jeepers," Harry muttered to himself, '' what nerds, not wanting to hang out with me."
He went to the common room and saw Hermione in the corner, crying. "Probably got an A- in the practical yesterday, Harry thought to himself. He settled down at his favourite chair and took out his homework. He felt it was very silent around him, he looked around. Everybody had moved to the other side. "OHMIGOSH," he heard someone say,"I left my textbook there!'
"Go get it!" he heard someone else say, "Before it's too late and he eats it."
Harry turned around, the girl whose textbook was lying next to him was white as a ghost, he gathered his possessions and went to his dorm.
A/n: This is a story of three very different lives and their journal entries.
Each chapter will be a new day. Ideas are greatly appreciated and used, so please, hand them over! Lol.
The stories of Ron, Harry and Hermione are just beginning to unfold…