Author's Note: I just HAD to start this. It was tempting me for a long time!!! Argh! Well, anyway, I hope you like it.

Summary: Just a series of events happening since Harry's sixteenth birthday when he gets a journal/diary. OotP spoilers. H/G for right now and later, R/H.

Disclaimer: If you recognize something, (probably a lot), it's J.K.R.'s. If you don't, then it's MINE! Muahahahahaha...

:~:~: Entry One - July 24 :~:~:

Dear Journal,

I miss Sirius so much now. It's all my fault that he died, even if people say it's not my fault. If I just listened to Hermione.

Speaking of Hermione, she gave me you. I really didn't know what to do with you, so I thought I might as well use it to write things in which I am not comfortable sharing with others. I mean after all, no one would read this. It appears that Hermione is going to the Burrow because Ginny invited her.

Ron invited me to the Burrow. I want to go. I hope I will be able to go. I hate living at the Dursley's. It's horrible. But they haven't said more than two words to me the whole time I was here, which left me a lot of time to think about what happened at the Department of Mysteries. I know I shouldn't dwell on it, but I can't. Everytime I think about it, it leaves my eyes close to a breakdown.

Remus sent me gift for my birthday, which was a set of books for DADA. I want to see him again, but I've only seen Tonks, Mundungus and Moody so far this Summer. I really want to see all the Order members, but I suppose Dumbledore doesn't want me to leave yet. He sent a letter which said that Sirius also bought me a gift, before he died. It made me feel even worse because Sirius had been thinking about my birthday for such a long time.

Ginny wrote to me also which surprised me a little. We were friends last year, but she did have that crush on me. Oh, well, I guess she's over it. Not that I care, of course. I think. I don't know. There is that thought again. I've been thinking about her all Summer long, when I wasn't thinking about Sirius. I thought I like Cho, but I guess that's long gone. Well, Ginny asked me if I could come to the Burrow. Just for her, I want to go.

I really miss everyone. I wish I could see them all as soon as possible. Until next time, then, Journal. I should really think of a name for you.

- H. J. Potter -