Summary: Ginny Weasley is now in her fourth yr of Hogwrts, and her life is
a complete catastrophy. Or so she thinks.. Basically my version of fifth
yr, only through Ginnys eyes as she writes it in her journal.
Disclaimer: I can wish upon every star in the sky, but Harry Potter shall never be mine!!! The plot is mine however. At least I own something *sob*
Chappy One: Lifes a bitch..or is it?
*Note: ok sorry in advance if all the chapter titles suck, but honestly, its kind of hard to put titles on a journal? Right?
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I, Virginia Weasley, have decided that I am officially the biggest loser in school, not only do I not have a date to the Halloween ball three Fridays from now, I also spend practically every night sitting on this roof utterly and pathetically alone.
I just don't get it! I mean, although I'm not a bombshell, Im also not a horrible beast. Im not a bitch either, I mean I have a temper, but who the hell doesn't? You'd think that I could find someone to take me to the "biggest social event of the year" (according to Parvati, who by the way, in a moment of insanity has decided to go with Nevillle!! I mean I like Neville enough, but I didn't think Parvati did! Just goes to show what I know).
In fact as of yet, the only other person I know who doesn't have a date, is Harry Potter (trust me I was just as shocked as you are!). However, after speaking with him thid summer, I think the only reason for that is because he is still too depressed after what happened the end of last year. Not that I can blame him. I mean, as much as I long desperately to be a bigger part of Harry's life (yea, I know, dream on Ginny), I would never ever wish to have his life. He's been through more in the first fucking fifteen years of his life then most people have to deal with in ten lifetimes! No, I don't wish I could have Harrys life, but I do wish I could help him sooth the pain.
But I cant do anything, because I'm just Ron's little sister. Which is of course why I must say once again, damn all my brothers! If not for them, I may have actually had a chance with the boy of my dreams (okay, so that's not true, but we'll pretend that it is right?)!
Speaking of dreams, I had the strangest one last night! I was sitting in the commom room working on divination homework (which in itself is strange because I always manage to copy divination from Harry or Ron who had the exact same assignments last year), when Lizzie comes down and sits by me. We started to talk about quidditch (also strange as we normally only talk about boys), before suddenly Lizzies boyfriend appeared beside her, and told her it was "time to go now". She looked sadly at me, and then walked off, and I began to sob uncontrollably. The tears flew into the fire, and it went all dark, and then I woke up.
I asked Hermione about it this morning, thinking the smartest person I know would at least be able to interpret a dream, but apparently not. All she said was that "Perhaps it represents that" (honestly, who talks like that anymore? I love Miy to death, but come on!) me and Liz are growing apart because of some "boyfriend" in her life, and that its making me really depressed.
I preceded to tell her that Liz didn't have a boyfriend, she has many boyfriends, but she just huffed and said that wasn't really the point.
She obviously hates me. Which sucks because she and Lizzie are really the best friends I've ever had. It wouldn't be good to lose her, even if it is a bit gross that she's actually snogging my brother (major ewwww right?). At least they haven't gone any further than that, I think. Oh great, dirty mental image.
What I don't understand is how Harry can stand to be a third wheel like that. Do they even realize what they must be doing to him? Probably not considering theyre too busy playing tongue tockey. Another dirty image! OUT OUT OUT!! Ugh why do I do that to myself?
The stars look really bright tonight. I wish I had gone to one of the astronomy towers instead of just up to the roof. Except if I had gone to one of the astronomy towers, I probably would have run into another couple snogging their brains out, or just staring into eachothers eyes. That would only have made me feel lonlier!
(is that even a word?)
Shit! I think I just heard the latch to the roof passage open! Its probably Filch! I gotta go!
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You'll never guess who it was!!!! Heres a hint though, it most definitely wasn't Filch. Oh no, it was much better than Filch!!!
It was Harry!!!*sigh* Turns out he comes up here a lot (who knew?), to just sit and think, like me. Isn't that cool? I mean don't people say that great minds think alike? Does that mean we're great minds?
Ill have to think about that one later, because right now I'm too giddy to think about anything. Except what just happened. It was so wonderful!!! Ill start from the beginning though.
So I was just sitting here, trying desperately to think of what excuse I might give to the Filchinator for being up there and probably causing some sort of damage to his prescious castle, when I heard it. Harrys voice calling my name.
"Gin?" he asked, in that deep sexy voice of his, "is that you? What are you doing up here?"
I turned my head, and there he was in living flesh, those green eyes bearing into the very depths of my soul. Or maybe they were staring for some other reason?!?! Could it be that Harry is as perverted as every other guy I know (not that I would mind if he was...), I mean, I was just wearing my cannon boxers, and a white tank top. It didn't exactly leave much to the imagination of a teenage boy. But Harry isn't like that, is he?
Whatever, that's not really the point of my story. Ill think bout that later as well, after I think about whether or not we are both great minds. Back to my story (or should I say, fairy tale?*sigh*)
So thinking this would probably be a good time to try some seductive techniques that Lizzie was trying to teach me, I smiled sweetly at him.
"Yea Harry Its me. I was just sitting up her thinking. You scared me though! I thought you were Filch! But I can leave if you want some time alone." I managed to get out. Smooth right? Reeeeaaaaall smooth. Told you I was pathetic.
But he just smiled sweetly back, "No actually Id really love your company" he said, turning a little more solemn. "I seem to be spending enough time alone, you know with the lovebirds constantly off snogging somewhere"
I was shocked, was Harry Potter actually expressing his feelings? And had he just said the word snog?
Not sure what to do, I laughed a little, and touched his hand softly with my own. "Well if you ever need anyone, Im here, and trust me, I know what its like to be surrounded by friends with actual love lifes"
He laughed and looked down at me. "Are you implying that I don't have a love life Virginia?"
"No offense, but I think I am. Not that I mean it rudely of course!" I said as we both cracked up again. I was shocked he actually found me funny, or maybe the humid air was just making him a little loopy. "I mean, I myself have no love life, so if I say it to you, I mean it in the nicest of ways!"
And this is where everything started to get really good, which is actually really ironic, because I think that last statement of mine may have been the stupidest thing I have ever said.
"Really?" Harry asked, sounding genuinely surprised. "I mean, I know you haven't got a date to the dance, but I was sure you dated. I mean.Its just...ya know, pretty girls like you tend to have active romance"
I don't know why, but I burst out hysterically laughing. He looked strangely at me for a minute, but then joined in my laughing.
"How stupid did I just sound?" he asked once we had calmed down. "Oh, it wasn't that bad, Don't worry." I said trying to reassure him, but finding it hard to keep a straight face.
"Well in that case, it would probably be a bad time to ask if you wanted to go to the ball with me, seeing as neither one of us has a love life." He said in the most seductive tone I had ever heard Harry use (not that it was particularly seductive, but still it was more than normal...).
"Id love to" I replied almost too instantly. "I mean, I haven't got a date, and I really wanted to go, so Id love to" I said hoping I didn't sound too desperate.
"Great" he said, genuinely smiling all the way up to his eyes. I was in pure heaven. I mean I totally understand that its just a friendship thing, but who cares? I am going to the "biggest social event of the year" with Harry Freakin Potter. I could not be happier if I tried.
We talked for a little while longer, then decided it would probably best to head back down into the common room, before Filch actually did catch us. He helped me down through the latch (yes, he actually held my waste!!!!), and we walked back to the dorms together. When we got there he said "Ciao Bella!" in this fake Italian accent, which I found quite funny, and I giggled all the way up to my dorm and hopped into bed, which is where I am now.
And guess what? I just looked up Ciao bella, and it means Goodbye beautiful girl!!!
Harry Potter said that I, Ginny Weasley am beautiful.
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Is there any day if the week that sucks more then Tuesdays do? I think not. Is there any period that sucks more than History of magic? I think not.....that either.
God, Im not even making sense any more!! After such a great Monday night, I thought today would be okay, but apparently I was wrong. The morning started out crappy as all Tuesday mornings do, because I had potions, with the slytherins. Today was particularly bad though, because Ivan Lamanc, or mini-malfoy if you ask me, spent the entire class making fun of Lizzie. Professor Snape pretended not to notice, until our housemate Colin decided he couldn't take it anymore and punched Ivan straight across the face.
It was beautiful if you asked me, but Snape didn't think so, so he took fifty points from Gryffindor, gave poor Colin detention, and sent Ivan to the hospital wing, with a note to take the rest of the day off! The punch was good, but Madam Pomfrey can fix anything, I don't honestly think he needed the entire day.
Not to mention the fact that the things that bastard was calling Liz definatley should have gotten him at least a months worth of detention himself. I won't deny that it's true that Liz is only fourteen, and has already lost her virginity, but that gives no one the right to call her a slut or a whore. She is neither. She's just had a really hard life and the only way she knows how to deal with it is in love, or lust, or just boys in general. If I could get boys, and my life was as painful as hers has been, I would undoubtedly do the same thing.
But she is not a whore. Ivan's girlfriend Amanda is way more of a whore then Lizzie will ever be.
Which is exactly what I told her all through lunch, which I spent in the girls room with her, because she was positively sobbing her heart out. I promise myself that Ivan will pay for this. He'll more than pay for this.
Unfortunately, all I can do now is sit here, really pissed, because he gets to sit in the hospital wing, while me and Liz get to suffer through Binns class. The only comforting thing right now is watching Colin and Lizzie whispering quietly to each other. I think it can easily be said that they are destined to be together. I know that Harry, and lots of other people, find Colin kind of annoying, but I know that in all he is actually a really great guy, and a really great friend. He's just the type of person my friend needs in her life. To sound impossibly cheesy, he is like a rock.
We've only got five minutes left according to Binns clock, I guess I should packup my stuff. More exiting news later though Im sure!!!
Or Not...
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Hope you enjoyed!!!! If people like it, ill work on more!!!! Or maybe ill write more anyway, this is kind of fun to write.
xoEM
Disclaimer: I can wish upon every star in the sky, but Harry Potter shall never be mine!!! The plot is mine however. At least I own something *sob*
Chappy One: Lifes a bitch..or is it?
*Note: ok sorry in advance if all the chapter titles suck, but honestly, its kind of hard to put titles on a journal? Right?
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I, Virginia Weasley, have decided that I am officially the biggest loser in school, not only do I not have a date to the Halloween ball three Fridays from now, I also spend practically every night sitting on this roof utterly and pathetically alone.
I just don't get it! I mean, although I'm not a bombshell, Im also not a horrible beast. Im not a bitch either, I mean I have a temper, but who the hell doesn't? You'd think that I could find someone to take me to the "biggest social event of the year" (according to Parvati, who by the way, in a moment of insanity has decided to go with Nevillle!! I mean I like Neville enough, but I didn't think Parvati did! Just goes to show what I know).
In fact as of yet, the only other person I know who doesn't have a date, is Harry Potter (trust me I was just as shocked as you are!). However, after speaking with him thid summer, I think the only reason for that is because he is still too depressed after what happened the end of last year. Not that I can blame him. I mean, as much as I long desperately to be a bigger part of Harry's life (yea, I know, dream on Ginny), I would never ever wish to have his life. He's been through more in the first fucking fifteen years of his life then most people have to deal with in ten lifetimes! No, I don't wish I could have Harrys life, but I do wish I could help him sooth the pain.
But I cant do anything, because I'm just Ron's little sister. Which is of course why I must say once again, damn all my brothers! If not for them, I may have actually had a chance with the boy of my dreams (okay, so that's not true, but we'll pretend that it is right?)!
Speaking of dreams, I had the strangest one last night! I was sitting in the commom room working on divination homework (which in itself is strange because I always manage to copy divination from Harry or Ron who had the exact same assignments last year), when Lizzie comes down and sits by me. We started to talk about quidditch (also strange as we normally only talk about boys), before suddenly Lizzies boyfriend appeared beside her, and told her it was "time to go now". She looked sadly at me, and then walked off, and I began to sob uncontrollably. The tears flew into the fire, and it went all dark, and then I woke up.
I asked Hermione about it this morning, thinking the smartest person I know would at least be able to interpret a dream, but apparently not. All she said was that "Perhaps it represents that" (honestly, who talks like that anymore? I love Miy to death, but come on!) me and Liz are growing apart because of some "boyfriend" in her life, and that its making me really depressed.
I preceded to tell her that Liz didn't have a boyfriend, she has many boyfriends, but she just huffed and said that wasn't really the point.
She obviously hates me. Which sucks because she and Lizzie are really the best friends I've ever had. It wouldn't be good to lose her, even if it is a bit gross that she's actually snogging my brother (major ewwww right?). At least they haven't gone any further than that, I think. Oh great, dirty mental image.
What I don't understand is how Harry can stand to be a third wheel like that. Do they even realize what they must be doing to him? Probably not considering theyre too busy playing tongue tockey. Another dirty image! OUT OUT OUT!! Ugh why do I do that to myself?
The stars look really bright tonight. I wish I had gone to one of the astronomy towers instead of just up to the roof. Except if I had gone to one of the astronomy towers, I probably would have run into another couple snogging their brains out, or just staring into eachothers eyes. That would only have made me feel lonlier!
(is that even a word?)
Shit! I think I just heard the latch to the roof passage open! Its probably Filch! I gotta go!
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You'll never guess who it was!!!! Heres a hint though, it most definitely wasn't Filch. Oh no, it was much better than Filch!!!
It was Harry!!!*sigh* Turns out he comes up here a lot (who knew?), to just sit and think, like me. Isn't that cool? I mean don't people say that great minds think alike? Does that mean we're great minds?
Ill have to think about that one later, because right now I'm too giddy to think about anything. Except what just happened. It was so wonderful!!! Ill start from the beginning though.
So I was just sitting here, trying desperately to think of what excuse I might give to the Filchinator for being up there and probably causing some sort of damage to his prescious castle, when I heard it. Harrys voice calling my name.
"Gin?" he asked, in that deep sexy voice of his, "is that you? What are you doing up here?"
I turned my head, and there he was in living flesh, those green eyes bearing into the very depths of my soul. Or maybe they were staring for some other reason?!?! Could it be that Harry is as perverted as every other guy I know (not that I would mind if he was...), I mean, I was just wearing my cannon boxers, and a white tank top. It didn't exactly leave much to the imagination of a teenage boy. But Harry isn't like that, is he?
Whatever, that's not really the point of my story. Ill think bout that later as well, after I think about whether or not we are both great minds. Back to my story (or should I say, fairy tale?*sigh*)
So thinking this would probably be a good time to try some seductive techniques that Lizzie was trying to teach me, I smiled sweetly at him.
"Yea Harry Its me. I was just sitting up her thinking. You scared me though! I thought you were Filch! But I can leave if you want some time alone." I managed to get out. Smooth right? Reeeeaaaaall smooth. Told you I was pathetic.
But he just smiled sweetly back, "No actually Id really love your company" he said, turning a little more solemn. "I seem to be spending enough time alone, you know with the lovebirds constantly off snogging somewhere"
I was shocked, was Harry Potter actually expressing his feelings? And had he just said the word snog?
Not sure what to do, I laughed a little, and touched his hand softly with my own. "Well if you ever need anyone, Im here, and trust me, I know what its like to be surrounded by friends with actual love lifes"
He laughed and looked down at me. "Are you implying that I don't have a love life Virginia?"
"No offense, but I think I am. Not that I mean it rudely of course!" I said as we both cracked up again. I was shocked he actually found me funny, or maybe the humid air was just making him a little loopy. "I mean, I myself have no love life, so if I say it to you, I mean it in the nicest of ways!"
And this is where everything started to get really good, which is actually really ironic, because I think that last statement of mine may have been the stupidest thing I have ever said.
"Really?" Harry asked, sounding genuinely surprised. "I mean, I know you haven't got a date to the dance, but I was sure you dated. I mean.Its just...ya know, pretty girls like you tend to have active romance"
I don't know why, but I burst out hysterically laughing. He looked strangely at me for a minute, but then joined in my laughing.
"How stupid did I just sound?" he asked once we had calmed down. "Oh, it wasn't that bad, Don't worry." I said trying to reassure him, but finding it hard to keep a straight face.
"Well in that case, it would probably be a bad time to ask if you wanted to go to the ball with me, seeing as neither one of us has a love life." He said in the most seductive tone I had ever heard Harry use (not that it was particularly seductive, but still it was more than normal...).
"Id love to" I replied almost too instantly. "I mean, I haven't got a date, and I really wanted to go, so Id love to" I said hoping I didn't sound too desperate.
"Great" he said, genuinely smiling all the way up to his eyes. I was in pure heaven. I mean I totally understand that its just a friendship thing, but who cares? I am going to the "biggest social event of the year" with Harry Freakin Potter. I could not be happier if I tried.
We talked for a little while longer, then decided it would probably best to head back down into the common room, before Filch actually did catch us. He helped me down through the latch (yes, he actually held my waste!!!!), and we walked back to the dorms together. When we got there he said "Ciao Bella!" in this fake Italian accent, which I found quite funny, and I giggled all the way up to my dorm and hopped into bed, which is where I am now.
And guess what? I just looked up Ciao bella, and it means Goodbye beautiful girl!!!
Harry Potter said that I, Ginny Weasley am beautiful.
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Is there any day if the week that sucks more then Tuesdays do? I think not. Is there any period that sucks more than History of magic? I think not.....that either.
God, Im not even making sense any more!! After such a great Monday night, I thought today would be okay, but apparently I was wrong. The morning started out crappy as all Tuesday mornings do, because I had potions, with the slytherins. Today was particularly bad though, because Ivan Lamanc, or mini-malfoy if you ask me, spent the entire class making fun of Lizzie. Professor Snape pretended not to notice, until our housemate Colin decided he couldn't take it anymore and punched Ivan straight across the face.
It was beautiful if you asked me, but Snape didn't think so, so he took fifty points from Gryffindor, gave poor Colin detention, and sent Ivan to the hospital wing, with a note to take the rest of the day off! The punch was good, but Madam Pomfrey can fix anything, I don't honestly think he needed the entire day.
Not to mention the fact that the things that bastard was calling Liz definatley should have gotten him at least a months worth of detention himself. I won't deny that it's true that Liz is only fourteen, and has already lost her virginity, but that gives no one the right to call her a slut or a whore. She is neither. She's just had a really hard life and the only way she knows how to deal with it is in love, or lust, or just boys in general. If I could get boys, and my life was as painful as hers has been, I would undoubtedly do the same thing.
But she is not a whore. Ivan's girlfriend Amanda is way more of a whore then Lizzie will ever be.
Which is exactly what I told her all through lunch, which I spent in the girls room with her, because she was positively sobbing her heart out. I promise myself that Ivan will pay for this. He'll more than pay for this.
Unfortunately, all I can do now is sit here, really pissed, because he gets to sit in the hospital wing, while me and Liz get to suffer through Binns class. The only comforting thing right now is watching Colin and Lizzie whispering quietly to each other. I think it can easily be said that they are destined to be together. I know that Harry, and lots of other people, find Colin kind of annoying, but I know that in all he is actually a really great guy, and a really great friend. He's just the type of person my friend needs in her life. To sound impossibly cheesy, he is like a rock.
We've only got five minutes left according to Binns clock, I guess I should packup my stuff. More exiting news later though Im sure!!!
Or Not...
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Hope you enjoyed!!!! If people like it, ill work on more!!!! Or maybe ill write more anyway, this is kind of fun to write.
xoEM