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Hey ya'll! Well, I know you didn't much like the last chapter, but it becomes very important in this chapter. Well, I hope you enjoy this chapter, but do not get distraught and discouraged - this is a life - altering chapter for all the characters. AND I feel that it is (no matter how depressing) an amazingly sweet chapter.
Now I present to you chapter 10 in
The Diary of Two Weasleys, a Potter, and a Granger
Chapter 10:
"Life altering events"

September 9 - Hermione - Ten o'clock A.M.
I just got back from my first two classes - Ancient Runes and Transfiguration. Well, and from breakfast. With breakfast, also came a sweet, new change. I have a new boyfriend. Of course I am not hung-over any more, or suffering from post-hangover pains. Anyway, I asked Neville out right before classes, and right after breakfast. He said yes. He is so sweet. The good news is that since Luna kind of broke up with Neville on the train, both of us are freshly broken up with. Anyway, Ron seems aggravated seeing me sitting here, waiting for Neville to come back to the common room so we can do more homework in our spare time. Well, gotta run!

Nine September - Ron - Noon
I hate seeing Neville and Hermione together. Its almost as bad as Harry and Ginny, but at least they are engaged. Speaking o which...why aren't they eating lunch with the school. OH NO!...THEY MIGHT BE IN THEIR ROOM! Gotta go spy on my sister and my sick-minded best friend!
Ron

September Sixteenth - Ginny - Noon

I am so glad to see Hermione as happy as she is with Neville, but I am starting to worry about her. I mean she has been making one poor decision after another. Then another. I mean, first it was getting (and drinking) five bottles of firewhiskey, when she was supposed to be doing Head Girl duties. Then she turns around and asks a veryupset and crushed Neville out. Now, she's rubbing it in Ron's face and drinking butterbeer and firewhiskey too frequently. Not quite more than a glass or two with lunch, but still. She's less focused on her studies. Well, I'm gonna go try to talk to her.

September Seventeenth - Hermione - 12:10 P.M.

I love Ginny like she's my little sister, but she also is being annoying like a little sister. She thinks I drink too much. Like two bottles a day is too much. Anyway, right now I am going to have a late lunch with Neville, then I think we might just take a side trip on the way back to a vacant broom cupboard.

12:45

Can this Merlin-forsaken day get any worse. I hate Ron. And his bitchy jealousy. And his super, used-to-be-sexy, muscular, fat arms. Well, let me tell you what happened before Madame Pomfrey gives me a potion for minor shock and depression. Anyway, this is what happened: Neville and I had just had a very nice lunch. Then, we decided, on our walk back, to stop by a broom cupboard to snog a little. And we haven't even snogged yet; we have only been dating a week and one day you know. Well, anyway, we leaned against the door (well, actually I was sandwiched between him and the door) and all of a sudden, the door bursts open, knocking me and Neville to the ground, and Ron comes in. He began beating Neville up. I screamed and began crying, telling him to stop. I told Ron to stop. Neville had thrown one punch to every fifteen of Ron's. Then, when Neville was about to slip into unconsciousness, I remembered that I had a wand and pulled it out of my pocket, separating the two. I then cast a charm on Ron, roping him two the door of the cupboard, and beginning to tend to a verybloody Neville, who had a nose that looked broken, two black eyes, and a bloody lip.
Then, without thinking, I pounced on Ron."What in the bloody hell were you thinking you thick-skulled, idiotic, bastard-like bitch!" I screamed between sobs, " Even the Dark Lord has never sunk as low as you have! Why did you do that? What right do you have to ruin my pure bliss and hurt your friend, a pure hearted sweet boy like Neville!"

Ron wanted to say something, but I cast a silencing spell on him, so he couldn't. I then levitated the two boys to the hospital wing. Madam Pomphery has just arrived and I drank the potion. I have to break up with Neville; I care too much about him to see him hurt and to risk his skin...literally.

ONE THIRTY

I did it, and Neville was crushed. I think I am going to go get a largeamount of firewhiskey. This is a pain I cannot remove. I need to drink it away. That will take away the pain. Make it so...easy to forget. A little light- headed fun!

Three O'Clock - Sept. 18- Ron

OW! My head! How it hurts.My eyes! The sun burns! Why is everything so loud. I feel nauseated. Hey! It's cold in here! Wait...where are my clothes? Why am I naked in my...wait. THIS ISN'T MY BLOODY BED. WHY I AM BLOODY NAKED IN A STRANGERS BED. Hey- what's this- OH MERLIN - THERE'S SOMETHING NAKED NEXT TO ME. OH NO! I AM HUNG OVER, COLD, NAKED, AND I DON'T KNOW WHERE IN THE BLOODY HELL I AM! Ok. Think about yesterday. THINK, RON, THINK! So get this, after I beat up Neville for dating and attempting to snog Hermione, she yelled at me and called me some not too nice things. Then sent me to the Hospital Wing. So, Pomfrey just put some bruise remover on my arm and let me go. An hour later, I went to go tell Harry what a disastrous thing I had done, and, when I entered into the room, Hermione was there. She told me Harry and Ginny had gone to Hogsmeade for the day and McGonagall dismissed the day's classes. She then offered me some firewhiskey. I thought, ya know she's a little drunk, but nothing's wrong with ONE TINY drink. UH-OH! BIG NO NO! I drank about 6 bottles. O MERLIN! NOW I REMEMBER! Hermione suddenly kissed me. And we snogged and snogged. Then, we went for it. She made the first move, removing her own clothes, my drunk, hormonal self followed, and we had sex. I hope we used protection. Lemme check. Ahh - Here are my robes and boxers. puts on boxers and robes OH MY MERLIN! There's my brand new box of protection...uh...uh..err..oh no!..It's un-opened. OH NO! OH NO! OH NO! Eye's widen as he realizes OH MERLIN! smacks palm to head THIS IS HARRY AND GINNY'S BED... WE MUST BE IN THEIR ROOM!
I NEED TO TALK TO HERMIONE. I NEED TO WAKE HER UP TO TALK TO HER. I hope she won't puke on me this time. But, before that, I am going to let this Merlin - Damned hangover go away. My Head Hurts!
DAMN!

Ron

A/N : I know this is an over- used theme, but its an important thing. These next few chapters are VERY different from my usual writing style, but I am in a soap-opera sort of writing mood. PLEASE NO FLAMES. BUT DO REVIEW!