Chapter 2:On the Train
On the train, Hermione got out her diary. The others weren't paying attention as always, she thought, so she began to write...
Well I'm going to school again, and guess what diary? My life still sucks!
Harry and Ron, or anyone else for that matter, never pay attention to me;
I feel horrible...
"What are you doing?" Ron asked suddenly, and she realized he was talking to her. Harry and Ginny looked at her quizzically.
"Oh," she said, suprised. "Just homework."
"School hasn't even started, and you still find a way to do homework...wow Hermione," said Harry.
"Yeah, you're always doing homework," said Ginny. Then they started talking about the homework Snape always gives them, so Hermione continued to write...
They just think I'm some dorky bookworm! Why can't my life be different? Ron
will never know how I truly feel about him. I don't have the courage to tell him,
and he wouldn't feel the same anyway, so I guess it doesn't matter. Harry is too
busy basking in his glory, and Ginny's okay. She's the closest thing to a friend
I have, which isn't much, but she doesn't even know how I truly feel about life...
Hermione heard them talking as she paused. "-and he gives too much homework. Remember that time in forth year?" "It was horrible. Bloody hell, remember when..."
Hermione kept writing...
They don't notice me anymore. I don't know what I'm going to do...Well I think we're
almost to Hogwarts now.
She closed her diary, and put it away. As she looked at her watch, though, she realized they still had about another couple of hours until they got to Hogwarts. She decided to take a nap. Afterall, she didn't get much sleep the night before.
"I'm going to find Cho," said Harry, his face turning red.
'I'll go with you!" Ginny suddenly yelled, her face turning brighter than Harry's. "Umm...well I need to talk to...Jon." Ginny looked down. Jon was a guy she fancied a lot, and it actually seemed like he fancied her too. Hermione just knew that they would be seeing each other some time this year, and probably really soon. They talked all the time as it is. Hermione hated to admit it, even to herself, she was jealous.Jealous that Ginny was pretty, funny, skinny, and...perfect. Ginny could probably get just about any guy she wanted. Hermione pouted.
After Harry and Ginny left, Hermione and Ron were alone. Don't even think about it, she scolded herself. Ron will never like you...
That was her last thought, as she drifted off to sleep. In her dream, she got up and walked over to Ron. They were on the train still, and it was going so fast, that she fell onto Ron. They looked into each others' eyes, and then they leaned in to kiss...
Hermione woke up. Stupid dream, she thought. She looked at her watch; only fifteen minutes had gone by. She looked over at Ron and she realized he was looking at her.
"I was watching you sleep, Hermione," he said, "and you were smiling. That's the first time I've seen you smile in a long time."
"What?" Hermione asked, half asleep still and half confused. "You must be blind, Ron. Because I'm always smiling. I-"
Ron cut her off. "No," he said. "I mean really smiling."
So he had noticed. He noticed she wasn't happy. That she was depressed. But then why hadn't he tried to cheer her up? Because he doesn't care, she thought to herself. "Oh," was all she could bring herself to say.
"Why..." Ron's voice trailed off, but after a moment, he started again. "What were you dreaming about?" He could tell she was confused. "You know, that made you smile?"
She couldn't just tell him that she was dreaming about kissing him, but she couldn't lie to him.She thought about what to tell him. "A miracle," she finally answered.
He looked confused. "Miracle?" He asked, "What do you mean?"
"You wouldn't understand," she said as a tear slid down her face.
"Please don't cry," he said. He got up, and started to walk over to her, but suddenly the door slid open and an excited, red faced Ginny ran in.
"We're together!" She screamed. "I'm so happy!" With this, Hermione would have cried even more, but she wiped her face before Ginny could notice. Ron had sat back down, she realized. Hermione put her smile back on.
"Ginny, that's great!" She exclaimed for the sake of Ginny.
"Yeah, congrats," said Ron, glancing at Hermione, just long enough for Hermione to see, but then he quickly looked away. Hermione recognized this as the concerned glance. This made Hermione feel a little bit better, but soon felt depressed again, as Ginny started bragging. Of coarse, Hermione just kept her fake smile on the whole time.