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They Finally Remembered my Birthday (Gits)
AU. Now a Seventh Year and Head Girl, Hermione relays her life in the diary given to her by Harry: from Harry sneaking into her bathroom (and just acting altogether odd), Head Girl duties, NEWTs, and hormones, to Ginny setting Hermione up in hopes of making her less neurotic, Hermione's life is slowly slipping out of her control.
Insanity is the New "It" Word
"It's This Harry...This Harry...This Harry Predicament!"
Just Some Game
Lacking a Confidante
Now a Seventh Year and Head Girl, Hermione relays her life in the diary given to her by Harry: from Harry sneaking into her bathroom to Ginny setting Hermione up in hopes of making her less neurotic, Hermione's life is slowly slipping out of her control. Excerpt: "Me? In love with Harry? No, no way. Not possible. Not at all. Finally, I managed to regain the ability to speak. 'You're just trying to set me up with the first guy you see,' I retorted. 'No, with the first guy who sees you, Hermione.'"
Absolutely, Without a Doubt, Messed Up
The Sixth Chapter - Hermione confesses to Ginny about her feelings for Harry, only to learn some surprising and heartbreaking news in return. "'Of course I don't listen to gossip!' I scoffed. 'It's absolutely point– wait, hear what?' I asked cautiously.... Ginny didn’t say anything for a second, then she closed her eyes and said, 'Harry has a girlfriend.' 'W-what?' I sputtered. 'A girlfriend…but he…he didn’t have one yesterday.'"
Enter the Energizer Bunny
Ginny and Lavender make-over an unwilling Hermione in an attempt to make her presentable for her date with Terry. "'I honest-to-Merlin despise you sometimes,' I informed Ginny. 'The hate is all worth it,' Ginny smiled. 'Especially when you see the result of it all.' A loud banging sounded from outside. 'That must be Lavender!' Ginny exclaimed, overly chipper. 'Great,' I groaned. 'The energizer bunny.'"
The Date AKA Harry Goes Ballistic Day
Hermione goes on her date with Terry, but all does not go expectantly, thanks to a certain raven-haired friend... Excerpt: “Hermione!” I heard a familiar voice call angrily from behind me. I swallowed. The voice was too familiar. Turning around, I placed a nervous smile on my face. “Hello there, Harry,” I said, giving a small wave. “Parvati.” Parvati was staring up, quite as anxious as myself, at a seething Harry. To my right, Terry was giving me a look that plainly said, “You never went out, huh?”
Get It Through Your Head: Not My Harry
Harry confronts Hermione about Terry once more, while Ginny confronts Hermione about another male... Excerpt: “How long are you going to let him think you have feelings for him – lead him on?” Ginny glowered at me. “I’m not leading Terry on!” I said immediately, in a rushed voice, knowing fully well that, that might just be the case. Ginny stared at me for a second. “Not Terry, you prat,” she said impatiently. “My brother.”
Off the Deep End
Hermione has her talk with Ron, and also realizes that she's over Harry...now if only she could convince Ginny. Excerpt: "'How are you?' I asked, clapping my hands together. 'I'm okay,' Ron replied slowly. 'You?' 'Good, good,' I responded distractedly. Silence followed for a couple of minutes until Ron finally asked, 'Is this all you wanted to do out here, because you're giving Seamus an advantage in our argument, and I—' 'No!' I said quickly. 'There's more, it's just…'"
Ginny's Out of the Game
“I’m just not used to Harry having a girlfriend,” I continued coolly. “That’s it. Nothing more, nothing less.” “Hermione Jane Granger,” Ginny growled at me, standing up so that she towered over me. “I am absolutely sick of this!” “Sick of what, exactly?” I countered, standing up myself. “I am sick of your petty excuses!” Ginny cried out, flinging up her hands in frustration. “Honestly! Either get over him or dump Terry and tell Harry how you feel! I don’t care which one you choose, but just choose one, because I have had it up to here!”
A Lack of Subtlety
The 12th Chapter. Hermione asks Ron for his help, and immediately regrets it. Excerpt: “Be subtle,” I told him. “Be subtle as if your life depended on it. I cannot have Harry thinking anything is up.” “Subtle?” Ron gave a small laugh. “Me? No problem.” I stared at Ron for a minute and thought about what he had just said. “On second thought,” I said quickly, “maybe I should get Dean…” “Hey!” Ron exclaimed, looking insulted. “I can be subtle. Just watch. I'll be so subtle you won't know what hit you.” “I bet I will,” I muttered, as I realized my mistake in entrusting Ron with this job.
Detention for Four, Please
Chapter 13, where Hermione realizes that your feelings will always return, and that she needs to get better at planning detentions. Excerpt: “I just…I was really stressed out, and I took it out on her,” I said quickly. “A little strange that you took it out on my girlfriend, isn’t it?” Harry replied. I gave a short laugh. “You’re one to talk, Mr. Fight With My Boyfriend All the Time.” “I do not!” Harry replied sharply. “Oh, come on, Harry,” I laughed at him. “Potions? There was more tension in there than between you and Malfoy! What’s going on?” “He just annoys me, that’s all."
Disaster Strikes in the Form of a Picnic
AU. Now a Seventh Year and Head Girl, Hermione relays her life in the diary given to her by Harry: from Harry sneaking into her bathroom (and just acting altogether odd), Head Girl duties, NEWTs, and hormones, to Ginny setting Hermione up in hopes of making her less neurotic, Hermione's life is slowly slipping out of her control. Excerpt: "“Well it bothers me,” Terry said tersely. “And I'm no fool Hermione.” “What are you talking about?” I asked him, blinking in confusion. “I know that I can't date you so long as you're with Harry,” Terry informed me briskly. "Are we breaking up?"
In For a Date, Out For a Chess Piece
“Why on earth would you need a chess piece? And why did you have to drag me all the way here to ask me?” Harry questioned me. “That's a good question,” I replied, stalling for time. “I brought you here because I thought Ron might pull a, er, Ron, and make fun of me.” “For asking for a chess piece?” “It is Ron…” I said lamely, already feeling horrid for using Ron. “And why exactly do you need a chess piece?” Harry continued questioning me. “I have a perfectly reasonable explanation for that!” I exclaimed eagerly. “Would you care to share it with me?” Harry asked.
Dress Robes, Chocolate, and Harry, Oh My!
“Would anyone care to inform me what in the name of Merlin is going on here?” I asked finally, unable to take another of those sickeningly sweet looks that were so horribly uncharacteristic of Ginny. “Nothing’s going on,” Harry replied quickly. “You’re lying,” I informed him, setting my book down. “Well aren’t you Miss No-Nonsense?” Ginny giggled. “I’m sorry that I find it suspicious that you two are exchanging the weirdest looks imaginable,” I proclaimed, fuming.
Luna's Added into the Mix
“Hi Luna!” Ron beamed, giving her a light peck on the cheek. Harry and I exchanged a look that clearly said, “When did this happen?” “You two…” Harry began. “…are going out?” I finished. “We are,” Luna replied, as Ron blushed. “I assume you two are as well.” She looked expectantly at us, her huge eyes bearing into our own. “No!” Harry and I exclaimed at the same time as Ron smirked.
The Ball - Part I
What you've all waited for. The Ball is finally here, along with the beginning of the end. "I shook my head in disbelief, and then something occurred to me. “Ron, who are you going to the ball with if Luna’s not here?” For some reason or another Ron’s eyes grew wide, but he quickly recovered. “Oh, er, just some…some girl,” he said casually. “So, did you see that article about the Cannons?” “What girl?” I prodded. “I read that it’s predicted that they just might make the semi-finals this year.” “Ronald, what girl?” I persisted, banging my silverware down on the table in frustration.
The Ball Part II
The final half of the Ball.
The final chapter! Excerpt: Harry took it from me and began flipping through the pages. A smile played onto his lips until he finally burst out in laughter. “What?” I demanded immediately. “What’s so funny?” “‘While I’m at it,’” he read from the diary, “‘convince the three mentioned above that I am not neurotic.’” “What’s so funny about that?” I asked him. “You are neurotic,” he told me. “That’s what’s so funny. You couldn’t have disproved them if you tried.” “I could too!” I insisted, rather insulted. “No you couldn’t,” came Hailey’s voice as she passed by the room.
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