day ... but what if she never wakes up again? ´

Hermione glanced at the pages, confused. There were not only entries in the book, but also pictures. Charcoal drawings. They looked like the picture she got for Christmas. So it was from Ron. She didn't even know that he could draw like that. She read on.

´31. June 1993.
Hermione is doing better thanks to the mandrake juice. Tonight she was back at the
Dinner with it. Harry hugged her, not me. In retrospect, I think I would have it
like to hug, but at that moment it was kind of ... well scary.´

´30. July 1993.
Today Hermione arrived in Diagon Alley. We all stay at the dripping
Cauldron because Sirius Black, a violent Death Eater, broke out. You should be at first
sleep me, but Mum was against it. That's why she slept in Ginny's room

´31. July 1993.
Hermione bought a pet today. Such a nasty cat named Crookshanks. Thechases after poor scabies all the time. He's not doing well anyway.´

8th. September 1993.
Scabies is gone. I suspect Hermione's cat ate him. I'm so mad at it
Hermione.´

´30. October 1993.
Scabies has reappeared. At first I was still mad at Hermione. But then
we saw the executioner from the hill who was supposed to kill Buckbeak. We heard
the ax hit the ground and suddenly a startled flock of ravens rose up.
Hermione started to cry and clung to me. I felt them all over
Body trembled. It may sound crazy, but ... at that moment I felt like I was
the world ended.´

She turned the pages again. Suddenly she noticed Viktor's name. She began to read with interest.

´5. September 1994.
Hermione shows interest in Viktor Krum, the representative of the Durmstrang school. Can I
do not understand, that .... that is the ENEMY.´´30. October 1994.
There will be a Christmas ball at Christmas. I think I'll ask Hermione.
Maybe ... maybe I can tell her there.´

´13. November 1994.
Hermione put me down, so to speak. She says she already has an appointment. '

´25. November 1994.
I still haven't found out who Hermione is going to the ball with. It is on everyone
If no one from Slytherin or Hufflepuff, I already know that. '

´24. December 1994.
Hermione went to the ball with Viktor Krum. The guy is so sore. Every time he says
Mistress instead of Hermione. I would love to put your name on a piece of paper
write and stuff him in the throat. '

Hermione looked at the clock. It was half past six. There would be dinner soon. Actually, she should put the book down. Because it seemed like a diary for Ron. She felt an uneasy feeling rise in her. But she had already read over half of it. She wanted to put it down, but her curiosity was greater.- I am sorry. I can't help it. - she thought and opened it again.

´5. October 1995.
It hurts to be around Hermione. She doesn't really pay any attention to me. I do
hurts terribly. I think if I don't move away from her, she probably will
to hurt again and again, even if she doesn't do it on purpose. '

“What?” Hermione looked sadly to the side. You hurt him? But how? She couldn't imagine what she should have done.
And that is why he moved away from her? Didn't he understand that it hurt YOU? When he was near her did it hurt and when he moved away from her, did it hurt her? What was it all about?
Hermione read on. Again and again she read that she was going to hurt him. Suddenly she stopped. On the opened page there was an entry from December 23, 1997. That is, from three days ago. The day Krum arrived.

´23. December 1997.
Hermione did something very strange today. I don't know if it was on purpose or justan oversight. But she touched my knuckles several times. It was a nice one
Feeling. It seemed like my heart was beating so loud that she could hear it. I
could not get a clear thought, everything was confused in my head. And suddenly - me
didn't know why - I took Hermione's hand and Hermione clutched mine. The time
Seemed to stand still, or so it seemed to me. But then Krum came and I left hers
Hands off. I ran away and she didn't even stop me. I felt like that
misery. He'll take her away from me. I have to do something. '

´24. December 1997.
That damned Krum. He touched Hermione even though she didn't want to. I was so
angry that I hit him. Broke his nose. Serves him right.
But Hermione apparently disagreed. We argued. But then....
then I almost got closer to Hermione, but only almost. Because of all thingsDay, my older brothers Fred and George wanted to visit me and burst right in the middle.
I could have killed her for it. I was so embarrassed about the situation that I left
wanted. But Hermione called me back. I thought SHE would say it. That what I'm on
for six years waiting for what I would give anything ..... what I go through hell for
would. I hoped the words I found so difficult to pronounce would be hers
Lips come. I clung to EVERYTHING to it. But she said it was nothing. I felt
me terrible. But HOW should she know? Wasn't it me who kept her like one for years
Has dealt with annoyance? Wasn't it me who kept throwing nastiness at her head?
Yes, ... it's my own fault. I took it from myself. I was such an idiot.
Maybe it's too late now. Too late to tell her that I .... ´

Hermione had reached the bottom of the page. She was about to turn the page when suddenly Ron came in. "Hermione?"He looked at her in shock." What are you doing with my book? "" I ... "Only then did Hermione notice Ron's injured lip." Oh my god, Ron. What happened? "" I beat myself up with Krum. Got a slight concussion. Nothing serious. Why do you have my book " "What? " "My book. "He pointed to the book that Hermione was still holding in her hands." That? ... Oh, God. I ... I was looking for my Potions book ... and ... and found this. " "Have you read it? " "What? "Ron looked at Hermione seriously." Did you? "Hermione nodded." Sorry. "" Have you read it in full? "She shook her head." When ... when you walked in ... I stopped ... on December 24th. "She swallowed." Ron? " "Yes? " "May I ask you something? "Ron nodded. Now it was too late anyway. She had read almost everything." What do you mean by that? " "By which? "She started reading." Maybe ... "Her voice was trembling." ... maybe it's too late now ... Too late to tell her that I ... "She paused.“That you what?” Ron took a deep breath. "Turn the pages and read. Then you know." Hermione didn't know why, but something inside was afraid of it. "I ... I can't." She started to cry as Ron gently took the book from her hand. "Too late to tell her that I ..."
He turned the page slowly and continued reading. ".... she love ... With every fiber of my heart ..... I love her with so much of my heart that nothing is left of it .... She makes my heart beat faster .... And when she is sad, the world ends for me ... She is so beautiful .... that one breathes still as soon as you see her ..... When I am near her, I can not see a clear one Forming thoughts .... Every night it robs me of my sleep .... because it is there in my dreams too .... I would do anything for her .... I would die for her, I love her so much ..... I never thought that I could feel that way for someone .... but every day I love her more ... I will always love her ... No matter what. "He carefully closed the book. "That's it ... That was the last entry." Hermione was still crying. “Is that true?” “What?” “What you wrote?” Ron nodded as Hermione fell on his neck and laughed. “You idiot… I love you too.” “And what about Krum?” “Nothing at all… I've always only loved you.” Ron hugged her tighter. “I love you, Hermione.” She kissed him gently as Ron put his hands on her hips. "Then never let go of me," she said and kissed him again. I promise it."
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