A/N: Hello, one and all. Welcome to a new chapter of aFF! Now we shall visit the wonderful world of Ron's diary again!
Just to let you know this story should be about 15 chapters long.
Well on with the show!
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Ron finished reading the piece of paper with a strange smile on his face.
"Why on earth did I get Neville to write her name?" he said, almost to himself. Hermione looked exasperated but amused.
"It would have saved you a lot of trouble if you had just admitted it was you!" she said, smiling and hugging him.
The children turned away and shielded their eyes with cries of, 'Mum! Dad! That's disgusting!' while Mark and James hastily started up a game of wizard chess with Rose acting as referee and the other children watching.
Jane however, continued to gaze at the creased piece of paper interestedly.
"It's so strange…" she said, turning to Harry, Hermione, Ginny and Ron, "…to think of you as teenagers."
Harry shrugged. "We weren't much different to you or your brother, just ordinary teenagers…"
"Um, apart from the fact we were fighting Voldemort!" added Ron, laughing, "Just a small blip in our otherwise normal lives!"
Jane laughed and spotted Ron's diary on the floor.
"Can I read some more of your diary Dad?" she asked, picking it up and flipping through the pages absentmindedly.
"No you can't!" exclaimed Ron, trying to grab the diary off her, but tripping over Hermione's feet in the process, "It's private!"
Harry, Hermione and Ginny all shook with laughter at the sight of Ron chasing Jane around the living room, upending the chess table, causing Mark and James to shout at them with annoyance.
Finally, Hermione calmly took out her wand.
"Accio diary!" she muttered, and the diary flew out of Jane's hands and into her lap.
"Oh please Dad, read some more! It's really interesting!" Jane pleaded and was shortly joined by Mark, James, Sirius, Rose and Molly who, after their chess game had been rather rudely interrupted, had nothing else better to do.
"Urgggh! Fine!" muttered Ron exasperated, and after flipping through a couple of pages, found a suitable entry to read out…
"Dear Diary….", he began…
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Dear Diary,
Well, the party was a complete and utter disaster. I thought it would be the perfect time to tell 'Mione it was me who sent the Valentine, but just my luck, nothing happened! As usual…
Oh yeah! Harry and Ginny are going out! They got together after the party and have been joined at the hip ever since. I must say, I was a bit annoyed that Harry didn't ask my permission first but Ginny is always really touchy about her boyfriends. Girls! I'm just trying to look out for her and be a good older brother!
Oh I'm so tired…it's currently 12:00am and I'm sitting up in bed because I can't sleep at all. Everytime I shut my eyes, my brain taunts me with images of 'Mione and replays our uneventful time in a broom cupboard.
Why am I so pathetic? Why can't 'Mione realise that I sent her the stupid Valentine?
Harry and Ginny are all lovey-dovey now, so of course I haven't seen Harry properly all day. He finally stumbled into the dormitory at 10:30pm, wearing a sheepish grin and smelling strongly of strawberry lipgloss.
He woke all of us up (what sad people we have become-asleep at 10:30!) by tripping over Seamus' trainers and banging into my trunk very loudly.
So, now that everyone was awake, naturally Dean and Seamus wanted to know everything.
I will record our conversation here, as written evidence to show what a weird prat Ginny has turned Harry into:
Dean: Do you want to come in a bit louder next time mate?
Harry: Sorry everyone, I was just out with Ginny.
(His sheepish grin intensified here; obviously reminiscing about Ginny . . . eurgh, I won't even go there)
Seamus: Ginny? You're going out with Ron's sister?
(He laughed at this point and looked in my direction)
Harry: Yes! Why is that so unbelievable?
Dean: Well, no offence mate, but she's a bit out of your league!
Neville: That's not very nice Dean. Can we go to sleep now? I have a Herbology test tomorrow!
Seamus: Neville! We are trying to have a conversation here!
Neville: Sorry. I'll just shut up then shall I?
Me: Harry where have you been all day?
Harry: With Ginny…we um…
Seamus: Go on!
Dean: Harry, just so you know, although Ginny's my ex-girlfriend, there's no hard feelings ok?
Harry: Um…ok.
Seamus: So, what happened then?
Harry: What do you mean?
Me: Harry's got a right to privacy Seamus!
Seamus: Oh fine be that way.
Harry: Well…we talked a lot…
Me: Ok Harry, you can stop there! I don't want to know what my little sister has been up to!
Harry: (grinning sheepishly) Ok, thanks Ron.
Seamus: You know the weirdest thing happened today. It's Lavender's birthday…
Dean: Is it?
Neville: Of course! She's only been on about it for the last 4 weeks…
Seamus: I gave her that Quidditch book you recommended Ron…
Me: (nodding wisely) Did she like it? I bet she did, I know how the female mind works you see…
Neville: Of course you do Ron, that's why you haven't got a girlfriend!
(Pause while I throw my pillow at Neville)
Me: Oh and I suppose you do?
Dean: Maybe its Professor Sprout…
Me: Now we know why you love Herbology so much…
Neville: You two are sick. In actual fact I do have a girlfriend.
Harry: Really? Who is it?
Neville: I'm not telling you lot, you'll just laugh at me. As usual.
Seamus: Hello? I'm trying to tell my story here!
Me: Hannah Abbot? Eloise Midgeon?
Neville: Well if you must know, it's Luna. Luna Lovegood.
(Pause while everyone in room goggles at Neville)
Seamus: Loony?
Harry + Me: Don't call her that!
Dean: But she's really weird!
Neville: Well I like her, we're going to Hogsmeade this weekend.
Me: Oh for God's sake! Why has everyone gone all lovey-dovey all of a sudden? What happened to the good old days when we used to talk about Quidditch and how to get revenge on Malfoy?
Seamus: Ron you've just got to face the facts. Some of us are born Sex-Gods and some aren't!
(I threw my pillow at Seamus'head here)
Me: Oh ha ha Seamus. Anyway what were you on about? Something about Lavender and her birthday?
Seamus: Oh yeah. Well I gave her the Quidditch book and she started yelling about how 'insensitive' I was and how I never appreciate her.
Dean: Women….
Harry: Um, maybe it had something to do with the fact that she has been heavily hinting that she wants that new perfume for the last 2 weeks….
Seamus: Well why didn't she just say she wanted it then?
Me: That's why I don't get girls. They always have to turn everything into a mind game…
Dean: Thank you Dr Love!
Harry: Well I'm going to sleep, Hogsmeade tomorrow!
Me: Great, I get to watch you two sucking each others face off. What fun.
Neville: Night everyone.
Seamus: Pleasant dreams Harry…may Ginny be in all of them!
Harry: Oh shut up.
Dean: Goodnight.
I still can't believe Neville has got a girlfriend! Now I'm really depressed… Looking back over my old diary entries, I always seem to be depressed! I really should tell 'Mione how I feel…oh I can't! It's too embarrassing!
I guess I'm just doomed to be the only guy in Gryffindor dorm without a girlfriend…
Yours grumpily,
Ron (Roonil Wazlib according to Fred and George's stupid quill)
A/N: Sorry, short I know, but hey, good things come to those that wait!
Stay tuned for the next chapter!
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