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“Ron! Give me back my diary you idiot!” exclaimed Ginny running down the stairs. Ron was sitting on the couch comfortably flipping through the pages of Ginny diary. He stopped on a page when something caught his eye. The words seemed to burn from the pages. ‘Draco Malfoy’. He stood up and left the room, locking himself in the kitchen. He ran his fingers over the word and flipped to the date it was written.

Dec 12th
I don't understand guys. The mysterious man I keep writing to has told me he's ending it. I've asked to meet him before I go home for Christmas vacation. Then there's Draco Malfoy. I don't know what to think about him. It would be best to just stay away I think.
Yours Truly,

Ron dropped the diary as Ginny came bursting in the kitchen door, wand at the ready. “Ron Weasley, who the hell do you think you are reading my diary?”

Ron stared at her angrily, picking the diary up and shoving it into her arms. “I suggest you go back and read the entry of December 12th Ginny darling.” He smiled angrily and stormed out of the room. Ginny, her hands shaking flipped through the pages and skimmed over them. It was about Malfoy…she screamed and threw the book across the room, her temper flying as she pushed the door open again. She ran up the stairs and stopped in front of Ron’s door before spinning around again. She ran back down and got her diary.

Standing in front of his door again she screamed loudly, her temper hadn’t cooled even a bit. She turned the handle and it didn’t open, she finally got in and looked at Ron lying on his bed staring at the ceiling. Harry was at his bed watching Ron curiously.

“Ronald Weasley, you little piece of scum. You’re not worth any of my time. I hate you! HATE YOU!” yelled Ginny holding up her diary. She turned on her heel and stormed out of the room. Leaning against the door that she slammed behind her. Her heartbeat was beating quickly and she looked around guiltily, glad that it was only three of them home.


How could she have left her diary to Ron’s curious eyes? She should have known better than to leave it on her bed, she should have hid it with all her other belonging’s.

She opened it and flipped through the pages until she found the end of her writing. She picked up her quill and began to write. It was almost Christmas and she still wasn’t it the mood, her mind was on other things.

December 20th

My stupid brother Ron got hold of my diary. How stupid could I be? It’s five days till Christmas and I still am not in the mood. The house is decorated beautifully though; mum put a lot of work into it. Everywhere I go there’s something red, green or white. It’s really beautiful. Last night I bumped into Harry. We were under the mistletoe.


Ginny Weasley walked out of the kitchen with a bowl of ice cream in her hand. She licked the spoon and didn’t bother to watch where she was going. It was a big mistake though. She kept walking, she knew the old house like the back of her hand but still it was late and she didn’t think anyone would be up. She took another bite and was surprised to bump into the hard chest of her ex-boyfriend.

“Hey Harry.” She said stupidly, she licked the spoon and tried to walk around. He placed a hand around her waist and smiled though. She blushed and followed his hand, he was pointing at the ceiling, and above them was a single batch of mistletoe. She blushed a little more as Harry leaned in for a kiss. He met her lips in a passion she hadn’t felt for a long time, she missed it as her ice cream bowl clattered to the floor. Her hands wrapped around his neck and she kissed him back. They stood like that for several minutes, bodies entwined in a soft kiss.

Then the light turned on. Hermione had arrived and was standing in the doorway, mouth open in surprise and horror as she watched her boyfriend kiss her best girl friend. She dropped her suitcase and walked back out the door.

“Oh shit Ginny.” Said Harry running a hand through his messy black hair.

Ginny smoothed her nightgown and smiled uneasily. “I’ll go talk to her.”

Harry nodded and sat on the couch. “When you’re done talking I’ll go see her.” He said.

Ginny opened the door softly and sat on the swing. She noticed Hermione was staring straight ahead and wasn’t speaking to her, just staring like nothing happened.

“I’m sorry Hermione, we were under the mistletoe.”

“You happened to be there at the exact same time?” she said turning to face Ginny.

“I was eating a bowl of ice-cream actually, and he came downstairs.”

Hermione sighed and looked at Ginny sadly. “It’s not you Ginny, it’s him.”

Ginny raised her eyebrows in surprise. “What do you mean Hermione?”

Hermione stared at the dark sky. It was a beautiful night; stars were seen by the thousands and Hermione’s tears shone in the moonlight, showing the true sadness on her face. “He’s cheated on me before Ginny.”

Ginny froze in shock and stared at her in disbelief. Harry? Harry would never cheat. “What do you mean? This is Harry we’re talking about.” Said Ginny trying to make the best of the situation.

“No Ginny. Harry’s somebody totally different. You don’t know the real Harry.”

“Hermione, who’d he cheat on you with?”

Hermione sniffed and wiped away another tear. Smiling through her pain. “I don’t know who she was Ginny. She was younger than me, younger than you.”

Ginny’s eyes widened in shock as Hermione said this. She couldn’t imagine Harry cheating on her with a younger… much younger girl… no it was a child to make it worse. “He wants to talk to you Hermione, I’m going to get him alright.” Said Ginny standing up. The swinging seat they sat on swung back and forth dangerously as she hugged Hermione close to her. Hermione sobbed and looked at Ginny gratefully.

Ginny closed the door behind her and walked into the living room where Harry was sitting. She watched him in the darkness for a few minutes and just cringed at the site of him. He was fiddling his thumbs.

“You Harry Potter, are not only amazing but you’re amazingly idiotic and selfish as well.” Said Ginny advancing towards him. “If I had my wand I’d curse to you hell.” She said pointing a finger at him. “How dare you cheat on her? Hermione! HERMIONE! HARRY!” she yelled angrily. She swung a fist out and hit him in the stomach; he buckled over but quickly recovered. She threw a quick look of disappointment before picking up Hermione’s suitcase. “You apologize to her Harry, make her the happiest woman you’ve ever been with.” Said Ginny turning on him.


Yes, diary, it’s true, Harry had been cheating on Hermione. I think that’s what upset Ron so much, why he loves Hermione. He wanted to protect her from Harry. It’s horrible to say but what Harry did was wrong. I got a letter from Draco, I haven’t answered him yet, not sure if I will. It’s too dangerous to write back and forth with the enemy. Jane’s coming on the 26th and I can’t wait!

She closed her diary and put it under the pillow. She sighed and picked up the trunk beside her bed. She had put all her Christmas presents in them and they needed to be wrapped. She pulled out the picture frame she’d gotten Hermione. It was bewitched to turn into any colour Hermione wanted. She slipped in a photo of the two of them and smiled as she bewitched the wrapping paper to wrap it.

She’d gotten everyone something but as she wrapped Harry’s gift she took back out the picture of the six of them. It was a great picture, Hermione and Harry were in each other’s arms, Ron was standing with an arm around Luna and Ginny was pretending to give Neville a kiss. They were in the common room around a table. It was one of her best memories of the year.


Hermione was sitting on Harry’s knee at the small table. Ron and Luna were sitting together and Neville was playfully tickling Ginny’s sides. They were talking like always and were having fun.

“Let’s play a game!” exclaimed Hermione jumping up and down on Harry’s knee.

Harry laughed and pulled her close, squeezing her sides playfully. She gasped and Ginny pulled out her new camera. She called Jane over and she took a picture of them, everyone posed dramatically, but no one noticed the young girl on the couch staring at Harry with a sad look in her eyes.


There was a girl sitting on the couch, looking at the six of them sadly, that was when Ginny realized who the girl was. She was the girl Harry had an affair with. It was obvious; the look of love in her eyes, and the way Harry looked self-conscious with her there.

Ginny flipped the photo over and started writing, she couldn’t help how she felt, and she needed to make him be sorry for what he’d done.

Dear Harry,

So this is what you want Hermione to believe? I know you love her. You should be happy to have such a woman in your arms. Not you though, you worthless piece of crap… that’s right Harry. Look closely at this picture and feel sorry for yourself, because I know the girl in the back is the same young girl you cheated on Hermione with. She’s 14 years old Harry… still young. Still young. And why would you want to hurt Hermione, who loves you with unconditional love?

She sighed and slipped the photo back in, wrapping it and leaving a small mental note to tell Harry to flip the photo over.

She picked up Draco’s letter and started to write, she needed someone who loved her unconditionally too. Everyone needs someone to love.

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