Dear diary,

Why, oh why?

Dear diary,
Why him? Why did I have to like him, to tell him I like him. I feel so humiliated. In front of Harry! You see, there was this Yule Ball and I really wanted Ron to ask me. But he said "for a boy going alone is cool but for a girl it's just sad." I felt so sad. It was like he was saying he thought I was ugly enough to not be invited. Before he asked me though, I was asked by Victor Krum! Of course, I was sad and I knew R- he would be a bit annoyed. He always is. So I said yes and then R- he asked me to the ball. And I said no and he looked gobsmacked and started telling me that I was joking. I just shook my head and walked off. Then on the night of the Yule Ball my wanted- to- be great night turned horribly wrong. Me and him had one of our biggest fights ever (the first one was when I told Professor McGonagall that Harry got a new broom. A Firebolt. I thought Sirius Black had sent it. Harry and R- him didn't talk to me for two months!) and we shouted at each other. Firstly I had a great time with Victor and we danced. Then he kissed my hand and went to get us drinks. I sat next to Harry and him and looked at Parvati and Padma who looked bored out of their skins. A Dumstrang, like Victor, came up to her and said, "May I take your arm?" She gave no hesitation and replied, "Arms, legs I'm all yours" and left with her sister. So I said too both of them, "It's a bit hot, isn't it? Would you like to join us, me and Victor are getting drinks?" And he looked at me and snarled, "No, we would not like to join you and Victor." He basically spat his name out! I said, "What's got your wand in a knot?" And he said, "You're fratenizing with the enemy." I stared at him. "Who's wanting his autograph all the time? Besides it's a co-operation for making friends not enemies." "I think he's got more than friendship on his mind." My heart skipped a beat. I thought he was jealous but I left. And when we were all walking to the commons room I said to him, "What's your problem anyway?" He then started telling me Victor was too old for me. He started saying I should've said no. And then I sobbed. I cried and in- between sobs I said, "You know what the solution is?" And he said, "No. Go on." I screamed, "Next time there's a ball pluck up the courage to ask me before someone else does and NOT as a last resort!" Then I ran to my bed, cast some spells so I couldn't be disturbed and started writing in you. I hinted I liked him and that he was jealous, which he WAS!
Thanks for listening,
Hermione