A/N: Hey guys! I'm back! I'm reeeeally sorry I haven't posted anything in months! I just wrote this under the influence of Ibuprofen and home made pizza, I'm kinda sick, so I'm home and I decided to work on fanfiction! Okay, so you lovely people who have been reading Diary, I'll be trying to update that soon. No promises,though. I could use some ideas. Oh! And I'll try posting some more stories, no matter how good or bad they are. I've got over 50 notebooks filled, so just look out for my work! Yay! On with the story!

-Love fromEmily

P.S. I think this takes place in the sixth book when Harry and Ginny are dating.

Harrywas depressed, and I knew it. I have never really been very good at consoling people. Except Ron, but as Hermione says, "he has the emotional depth of a teaspoon."

As Harry's girlfriend, I should be able to figure out what's wrong with him, what I should do to help. I don't really understand Harry, though. Whenever something is wrong with him, I confide in his (and my) best friend. No, not Ron! Hermione. She understands Harry like I understand Luna. It's not easy to figure out what she's saying if you've just met her, but once you've gotten to know her, she can be very simple to understand.

You know, I've never told anyone this, but I think I'm jealous of Hermione. She has wonderful grades, great friends, and I hate to say this, I really, really do, I think she might have Harry's heart.

I have pined for Harry for years. Why should she get him! I'm in love with him! She talks about him a lot….but I don't think she loves him. Does she?

I saw Harry sitting by the lake. His hair was disheveled and his hands were on his face. I could see his shoulders shaking slightly and his glasses left forgotten on the grass.

I walked up behind him and knelt in the lush grass. I made to touch his shoulder, but I hesitated and drew back.

This is Hermione's job, a voice in my head that sounded strangely like Luna's voice.

No, it's mine, I'm his girlfriend.

But Hermione knows Harry. She understands him—you don't. Ron's voice?

I love him! Hermione doesn't! She likes…ummm….Ron!

EWWW! Ron and Luna together.

Damn it you two, get out of my head!

Sorry. C'mon, Lune.

Bye, Ginny. Make a good decision.

I slowly got up and walked back to the Great Hall.

I climbed the stairs to the Girl's Dormitory.

There was Hermione, sitting in her bed, reading of course. "Hermione."

"Hi Ginny! What's up?"

"The lake. You should go. Someone is waiting there for you. You deserve him more than I do."

"Gin-"

"Just go."

I watched as Hermione slowly left and I looked out the window as she walked over to Harry. Harry stood up and brought Hermione to him, hugging her tightly. She looked up slightly and kissed him.

And my heart broke. It hurt so bad. And I cried so hard. And they were happy. So I'm happy. I only want the best for them.

They've been married four years tomorrow.

Harry's not depressed now. Hermione's expecting. She really does have that pregnant glow. And Harry is an auror. I know he's wanted to do that for a long time. Hermione's on maternity leave until the baby is born. She works as an auror too. Me…well…I am married as well. To Draco Malfoy. We have two children. They're adorable and Harry and me? Well. We were over before we even began. But we're still friends. And Hermione deserves him. Just as much as I deserve Draco.

A/N: So what did you think? I kinda like it! It's the first story I've written in Ginny's P.O.V. Yay for me! Review please! I am but a poor twelve year old, who has just made the biggest desicion of her life (for now!). I decided to have a bat mitzvah--the Secular Humanistic Judaisim way! Yay! OOO! I'll be but a poor thirteen year old in June! COOL!