From The Heart

Dear Diary,

This feels weird. I have never used a diary before. I have been slightly afraid of them since second year when Voldamort took Ginny. Anyway, Harry bought me this completely out of the blue. Maybe he missed me last summer, and he wanted to let me have another friend, other then Ron, whom I routinely spend the summers with, since Voldemort's return.

Okay. I'll start here. My name is Hermione Granger. I am 15 1/2. I am a witch. More interestingly, I am a muggle born witch. What less civilized people would call a Mudblood. Draco Malfoy, a complete waste of time, constantly bothers me. My two best friends are Harry Potter (Yes, THE Harry Potter) and Ron Weasly. My other friends are books. Harry blushed when he gave this to me, saying he didn't know what to get a girl, but it was a wonderful gift. He is terribly sweet. Shy at the same time. He has a ravage crush on Cho. She is so fricken shallow! I heard her talking to her Ravenclaw crowed yesterday ("Guess what? My mom said that muggles actually think handing a girl flowers is sooooooo great. I mean, what's so great about a guy getting you something that you could pick out of a garden?) She practically has a stamp on her head stating BIMBO! He is really wonderful. And he looks so cute when he's sad. Sirius died, and Harry has not yet accepted it. He has gone around, sulking, and then, one day, he just sort of wised up. Or so Ron and I thought. We talked to Nick, and he said that Harry thought that Sirius would become a ghost. He wouldn't. Sirius wasn't afraid of death. He welcomed it.

Well, there is my life. You know me. You love me. There you go.

Hermione

Dear Journal,

What an odd gift. Mrs. Weasly knows I have trouble speaking, but a diary??? Well, I will make good use of it. And my birthday isn't for a month. Before I went with the Dursly's, she handed me this book. I get to go there for my birthday, but this is weird. I have charmed it so that it can only be read by me. Well, where do I start?

Life, hmmmm, I wouldn't call mine normal would I? I am constantly in danger, my godfather just died, and I have a hideous scar, and I have a HUGE crush on one of my best friends. That bitch from Ravenclaw couldn't even look my way or at least talk to me after Cedric died. She can't handle shit. Who really gives, I mean, who would want to date me. A black haired boy, green eyes, HUGE FRICKEN SCAR. No other life. I have grown a bit, but no matter. Hermione thinks I like Cho.

Anyway, Ginny lovvvvvveeesss me. She is an adorable little thing, but she cannot say two words in my presence. That sucks. I should walk up to her and say "Ginny, be my girlfriend."

In fact, I will. Bye

Harry

Dear Diary,

Harry just asked me to date him! Only, I already have a boyfriend... Dean. So I told him, and Ron found out, who told Fred and George, who have been teasing me mercilessly, and told Bill and Charlie, who in their turn gave me the "Ickle Ginny's all grown up" gig. They have all promised not to tell mum and dad, from them, I'd never hear the end of it. So now I'm a family joke. Yippee.

Any ways, I have no idea why Colin gave this to me. I mean to say, we've been as thick as thieves from day one. Practically best friends. We do everything together. He said that this diary was to write down my thoughts, and not end up being possessed. The whole ordeal in first was extremely serious, but we still laugh over it, Colin asking me when my next date with You-Know-Who was, and my reply of whenever he calls.

Colin and I have this mutual relationship, as in when someone calls him Mudblood, I stand up for him, and when someone calls me something, he is always there to defend me. So when I write here, I really write to Colin.

Love,

Ginny