Dear Diary,
Today is my 47th birthday. I woke up with the worst case of wizard lice the doctors had ever seen. They said it was a real infestation.... emergency even, but I doubt it. I just followed Hagrid's good advice from all those years ago, so i called Harry and he said that he would come over and help get rid of the lice. He also said that he had a special birthday surprise for me and he needed me to wait outside until he got here, in his new car. When he got here he told me that his car was to nice for me to sit in and I would get it dirty. So, he had me sit on the roof of his car while he drove down an abandoned path in the woods-very fast might I add, until the lice got blown off of my head, and went to bother something else. Then suddenly the car stopped, and I got flung forward. I didn't fall off. Then he got out of his car, grabbed a stick and started to beat me on the head as hard as he could to kill the remaining bugs in my hair. Then, I got back on the roof of the car, and we drove away. When we got back to my house, Harry went in before me. He told every one in my family about how I had gotten wizard lice.
In the afternoon, today's edition of the Daily Prophet came out. When I looked at the main headline, it said "Ronald Weasley has a rare medical disease known as wizard lice!! with a sub-title that said "and has most likely infected us all! so thank you very much Ronald!" "Wow! what a great birthday present!" I said as I put the paper down. I thought about who would have told the Daily Prophet about my disease... It took me a while to think about, but then I realized the only person who knew was Harry. Harry is such a good friend, always looking out for me.
