The Diary of Ron Weasley

I haven't been able to leave her side. Not once. I'm sitting in Shell Cottage, holding her hand while I write this. She's asleep. I'm just hoping she's okay. I'm willing her to be okay. Harry has come in and out of the room every now and then. But he just doesn't care. Well, he cares, but not like I do. I get that now. Please R&R.