A/N: Not all will be this short. This one just happened to be short. Just a short clip of Ginny's emotions on her first day back at Hogwarts. The next one will be longer. These will not necessarily be in a timeline order.
Day One back at Hogwarts.
Day Thirty-Two without Harry.
Or Ron.
Or Hermione.
The numbers pounding in my head. I had exactly never been the words most positive person, but I looked on the bright side. Most of the time. But there was no bright side anymore. Every day for thirty-one days I woke up with my mother crying. My father was distant, I didn't want to speak to anybody. Not anybody who was there, anyway.
Hogwarts wasn't the same. I had Neville, I had Luna, and I had a bunch of Death Eaters. I had propaganda and classes based on the belief that evil is good.
Day Thirty-Two of the darkest days of my life.