Author's Note: This is an account of Ginny's thoughts throughout the Harry Potter saga. There certainly is more to her than you would expect. She always feels under conflict when her thoughts drift to Harry, so how exactly does she cope? With her journal, even after the "journal" episode in Chamber of Secrets. It's a bit different than other things I've attempted to write (as in, not much action). I'd truly appriciate feedback, so even if you hate, let me know, because I don't want to continue in the same manner if it's not enjoyable for you!
The Ginny Diaries
The Painfully Long Summer
July 1st
Dear Diary,
I can't believe Ron's going off to Hogwarts now. I'm the last kid left here, and mum's sure to get all teary eyed that I'm her last. What a joke, I can't wait to get away to school honestly. I always have to prove myself in my own home being surrounded by so many boys, maybe I can be different when I reach school. But I'm not sure if I want to. I know I'm not going to suddenly morph into girly-girl who falls head over heels for the first boy I see.
As a matter of fact, I'm circling this entry, and making a note. If I ever (for what seemingly crazy reason) become that girl I will find a way to kick myself in the seat of my pants until I have come back to my senses.
-Gin.
OOoOoOo
July 15th
Dear D,
I think it takes away from the crazy girliness of me actually keeping a (for lack of a better word) journal, if I refrain from starting each entry with "Dear Diary," honestly, how ridiculous. I guess D could be a person's nickname? I think it will keep my sanity for the moment, so I'll stick to that. Otherwise, not much to speak of today, Mum's making me take care of the gnomes in the garden because I'm apparently grown up enough to handle it. She probably just wants to get me into as many chores and whatnot as possible before I'm off too.
-Gin.
OOoOoOo
July 21st
Dear D,
The twins have continued to be highly obnoxious, today they decided to fill Ron's closet with spiders. Oh, how humorous. I know they spend most of their time coming up with pranks and I suppose since they aren't surrounded with plenty of other children, their torturing will just have to do for Ron.
Of course they've given up on me after that one incident last year. Humpfh, I doubt they'll try one like that again, I've got tricks of my own you know. Being the youngest is still frustrating though (even if I've rightfully earned some place). Bah, maybe when I start school I won't be treated like such a baby, I'm ten! I guess that's not old, but in ways of maturity I'm older than at least three of my siblings.
-Gin.
OOoOoOo
August 3rd
Dear D,
I finally have a moment alone! I don't think I've been alone in this house since the boys came back for break. They're all off doing school shopping at Diagon Alley, thankfully mum left me here.
I think I'm supposed to be doing something else while they're gone (some chore, maybe it was cleaning dishes)? But I can't seem to remember, oh well.
It recently occurred to me that it will be just me, mum, and dad around the house for practically the next year! How ever will I keep myself occupied without a brother in the house? Plenty, that's how.
-Gin.
OOoOoOo
August 30th
Dear D,
Last day with brothers for a while, we take the boys off to King's Cross tomorrow, and not a moment too soon. Honestly, Ron is starting to get on my nerves!
Just this morning he tried, very unsuccessfully I might add, to convince me that the Hollyhead Harpies were a sad excuse for a quidditch team. As if! He's so overly obsessed with the Chuddley Cannons he wouldn't recognize a great team if it swooped in and won the world come.
-Gin.
OOoOoOo
September 1st
Dear D,
Mum was dragging me along to say goodbye to the boys at the train station, but I guess I was okay with that. Somehow we all managed to cram into the car, which in itself is impressive with Percy, Fred, George, Ron, me and mum. Not to mention all of their trunks.
It seemed like the same as every year, everyone takes their turn going through platform nine and three-quarters, but Dad didn't come this time. He was too tied up with work at the ministry.
Things appeared as normal, but my GOD, this has been the best trip to King's Cross in the history of the universe's existance. Alright, I may be exaggerating about things, but I stand by it at least being a rather lovely experience. Why, you might ask? Well of course there are more wizards than simply the Weasley's going through to get to the Hogwarts Express.
Low and behold, the most gorgeous boy I have ever seen in all my tremendous ten years of life, asked how to get on the platform! I could have died, he was so, beyond words for description, I kid you not. I don't think I can possibly wait until next year to see him again. Maybe he'll be Ron's friend and he can come over during the holidays! I'm not kidding when I say I'm falling in love, love at first sight I think.
At least now I know what I'll be doing in my free time when I have the time? I could just sigh with utter joy!
-Gin.
P.S. Reading this last entry several hours after I wrote it, I'm utterly ashamed! This is Ginny Weasley we're talking about, swooning over a boy. That's ridiculous, I must clearly be losing my mind. Maybe it's lack of sleep, there's no way a boy could have this much of an effect on me.