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Chapter 3: lunch with Ginny

Hermione apparated to Diagon ally and looked at her watch. It was just on eleven. She wasn't due to meet Ginny until twelve. This gave her time to do some early Christmas shopping even tho it was only October. Smiling slightly to herself she wandered down the cobbled stone street. The first shop she came to was the book shop. She walked down the isles picking out books that caught her eye. She found a couple of books for herself, one that would interest Ron, and a couple that Neville would like. She then went to the counter and paid for the books and was headed for the door, so lost in thought about what she had read in Harry's diary that she didn't see a man until she walked right into him. They both fell over, and Hermione's books when every where.

"Oh my gosh! I'm so sorry!" Hermione exclaimed, crawling on all fours to pick up her dropped books.

"No no it's quiet ok. I should have been looking where I was going." The man told her. He handed her a book, she took it looking at him for the first time. She gasped. The man looked so much like Harry, with the exception he didn't have glasses, a lightning bolt scar, and his hair was more brown then black and his eyes where blue. She soon realised that she was staring and blushed as she took her book from the man.

"I'm sorry. Its just that you look so much like a person I once knew." She told him, standing up.

"It's quite alright. I best be going." He told her walking into the shop.

"Thank you." She called out before heading outside. Once outside she took a look at her watch. It was now ten to twelve. Hermione sighed. Only she could spend a good fifty five minutes in a book shop and not be bored. She hurried along the street back up to the Leaky Cauldron, thinking of the strange man the whole way.

Once she reached the Leaky Cauldron, she spotted Ginny sitting at a table in the corner. She smiled and walked over.

"Hey Ginny." She said before sitting down. Ginny looked up and smiled.

"Hi. Neville should be here soon. Hey, whats wrong with you. You look frazzled." Ginny asked. Hermione sighed. Quickly and quietly, Hermione told Ginny about the man she had seen in the bookshop. Once she was finished, Ginny picked up a menu thinking about what Hermione had just told her. Hermione did the same.

"Hermione I don't mean to sound mean or anything but that man couldn't have been Harry. Harry is dead. If he wasn't he would be sitting here with us now talking about quiddich or something." Ginny told her quietly.

"I know he want Harry, I didn't say he was. I also do not think Harry is dead. I don't believe that. I both can't and won't. He's alive I know it." Hermione replied.

"Who's alive?" Neville asked sitting down next to Ginny.

"Harry." Hermione replied.

"Oh Hermione I know he ment a lot to you, but you have to face the facts he's gone. He isn't coming back." Neville said gently. Hermione felt tears welling up in her eyes, but she quickly blinked them away.

"No. I won't believe that he is dead until I see his body in font of me." she whispered, her voice as cold as ice. Both Neville and Ginny took the hint and dropped the subject.

After they had ordered, Ginny turned to Hermione.

"So how is your new flat?" she asked trying to keep Hermione's mind off Harry.

"It's quite nice. Oh you would not believe what I found amongst my things tho." Hermione told them.

"What did you find?" Neville asked.

"Harry's old diary." Hermione replied. Ginny snorted.

"Harry's old diary? Hermione Harry didn't keep a diary." Ginny told her.

"Then why do I have a diary at home that says it's the property of Harry James Potter? How many people do you know that have that name?" Hermione retorted.

"Hermione calm down." Neville said Hermione took a deep breath.

"Did you read it?" Ginny asked. Hermione nodded. "Hermione! That was Harry's private property."

"I know. I know. But like you said. He isn't here so he won't find out. Besides I didn't want to read it, but I felt compelled to." Hermione replied.

"Uh…right what ever. But tell me what was written in it?" Ginny asked eagerly. Hermione told her two friends about what she had read from Harry's first entry. When she had finished Ginny sighed and leaned back in her chair.

"Wow. I never knew he felt that way." Ginny said. Hermione nodded.

"I know. I can't believe that he listened to my advice." Hermione said. Neville laughed at what Hermione had just said.

"What's so funny?" Hermione asked.

"Sorry. it's just; I don't think there has ever been a time Harry didn't listen to what you had to say. He just never told you he listened." Neville said. Hermione frowned.

"You mean to say that all those times I told him to do his homework or to stop playing chess he actually listened to me?" she asked shocked. Neville nodded. "But he usually did it after you had gone to bed for the night."

"But then why did he always ask for help if he had already finished it?" Hermione asked still puzzled. Neville and Ginny looked at each other and shrugged.

"We don't know. No one does." Ginny replied.

After they had finished lunch and had paid, Hermione invited them both back to her place. Ginny accepted but Neville declined saying that he had to go and do something, and that he would be over later. when the apperated to Hermione's house, they found Ron lazing around on the couch, flipping through the TV channels. Hermione coughed loudly, and Ron looked up.

"Oh Hermione sorry, I needed to ask you something and you said I could come over any time. And well I had figured that you were out so I decided to wait until you came home. I hope you don't mind." Ron explained. Hermione smiled.

"No its ok. I was just about to show Ginny around. Do you want to come or do you want to continue watching TV? Hermione asked.

"I'll come." He replied switching the TV off.

Hermione showed them through her flat, leaving her bedroom for last. Ginny whistled when she saw it. The room was painted a light blue colour. In one corner was her desk and book self. In the other was a vanity table and mirror. Hanging up all around the room was photos and drawings. In the middle stood a huge four-poster king size bed.

"Why can't I have this for my room?" Ron muttered to himself. Ginny went over to Hermione's bedside table and picked up Harry's diary.

"Is this the thing you were talking about at lunch?" she asked Hermione nodded.

"What is it?" Ron asked. Hermione bit her lip. She hadn't planned to tell Ron about the diary, but he was Harry's friend too…

"It's Harry's diary. I found it with my things. I have no idea how it got there tho." She told him. Ron just looked at her a bemused look on his face. He started laughed.

"You can't be serious? Harry kept a diary. That is so funny Hermione. Pull the other one." He said.

"I'm serious Ron. Take a look." She said Ron walked over to Ginny and took the diary out of her hands. His face paled when he read the first entry. He quickly shut the book and threw it at Hermione.

"Don't you want to read it?" she asked him. Ron shook his head.

"I think I had better go." He said before Apparating. Hermione looked at Ginny who shrugged.

"I think he is still upset about…well about Harry." Ginny said quietly. Hermione nodded understanding what Ginny ment.

"I had better be going. I'll see you some time. Oh mum says you're invited for Christmas." Ginny said. Hermione nodded.

"Tell her I will be there." Ginny nodded and left.

Later that night Hermione sat in bed debating whether she should read another diary enter or not. In the end, she decided that she would. The second entry was set about a month after the first and read:

August 2nd 2002…

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