September 5th
8.30
First day back at good old Hogwarts. Got to King's Cross, got on the train and then... sat down where there wasn't a chair.
8. 36
Oh yeah. First day back and I've already made a fool of myself. And guess whom it was in front of. You guessed it, the one I've been obsessing about all summer, Mr. Malfoy. It's weird, since he turned up at the Order's headquarters, renouncing his ways; he's been in something of golden light. Well not actually, I can imagine that would get quite annoying for him, probably get quite hot or something. Anyway, since he turned all good, even though stupid Ron and Harry don't believe it, I've found myself staring at him constantly. Actually, he probably thinks I've got an eye problem. I have to keep saying that my contact lenses are itching. The thing is, I don't even wear glasses. Ah well.
Anyhoo, there I was sprawled right out in front of him, I must have looked a state. I mean, it's early morning, my eyes are puffy and I just fell over, I'm not going to look my best. Malfoy just smiled at me and offered me his hand. I tried to muster up all my sexiness, not that easy in my position, and look at him from under my eyelashes. They say in all Hermione's muggle magazines that this is the way to attract a boy. Well, these muggles, even though they can't do magic, they must be skilled at their old eyes. This is impossible to do! I looked in the mirror in the loos after this all happened to see what this looked like and I looked like I was off my face. Not attractive, I can assure you. So, there's me on the floor, looking up from my eyelashes trying to be sexy, and HE bursts out laughing, says I'm one crazy little weasley and just walks off. Leaving me on the floor, with all these giggling stupid third year girls staring at me. The cheek of it. I got up, put on this stupid giggle and ran off to the loos, which is where I am now.
8.38
Great start to the new school year. Excellent.
4.15
Off the train, and I didn't fall over. Whoo! Things are going my way. Although, I shouldn't speak to soon, I'm starting to get worryingly clumsy. Oh well, Ron will probably think I'm pregnant or something. It's stupid really, the way Ron goes on about it he probably thinks that I'm at orgies every weekend and I've had twelve abortions. Stupid boy. But I do admit I did go out with a good few guys a year ago, but I mean I was going through THAT stage, trying it out you know. When I find that right one I'll settle down. Although I thought the one was Harry, well we're all wrong about the first time, aren't we?
As we got off the carriages I noticed Malfoy across the crowd. He was looking pretty good. The summer of relaxation had given him a complete new complexion. His silver eyes were now set against a fresher, healthier, sun-kissed face. I could see that I wasn't the only one to think this, everyone, well the girls, were all looking at him whispering. Maybe this was just because he had dramatically changed sides. But then again, he was looking good.
I bumped into him as we went into the great hall, I mumbled 'Hi', and I still felt awkward after the fiasco on the train. He smiled but didn't say anything. I would have thought that he would say something; we did spend the whole summer under the same roof. Although, thinking about it now, we didn't really speak. I, mainly, just stared at him and he looked unnerved most of the time. Hmm.
4.45
Got into the dorm and found that I was sharing with Hermione. I didn't realise that once you got into sixth year you started to share with the seventh years. This could be fun.
Hermione had bagged the two beds next to the fire.
'Good work, Herms. How was your last two weeks of the summer?'
Hermione had stayed with us for the majority of the summer, but for the last two weeks she had gone on holiday with her parents to Spain. She looked tanned and had a little smile playing around her mouth.
'Did you meet someone?' I asked this eagerly, because, come on, it's Hermione.
'Well...Sort of..I mean, Well no...I mean..Yes...Kind of.'
God, she was annoying. I tell her everything, but with her it's like getting pizza from a fat man..Hmmmm pizza.
Anyway, I sort of shouted at Hermione to stop being annoying. She glared at me, so I just stared at her bushy hair. She hates that, old bushy does. Hahahaha, God I'm hilarious.
'Oh all right. Yes I met some. It was a holiday fling... Don't tell Ron'
I was shocked at this last bit. I didn't think that there was anything happening between my dear old brother and bushy. But then again there was that drunken fumble at Harry's birthday party...Ahem...one of many. Never mind.
'Yeah okay, I promise. Was he cute? Was he a muggle? You going to keep in touch?'
'Well, I have his email,' I stared blankly, 'Well, it's like owls but not. Anyway, I might. I just don't know what's happening between Ron and me. I mean, we did kind of get together over the summer. But then I went away and it sort of fizzled out. But now we're back at school, oh I don't know..what do you think Ginny?'
She didn't wait for me to answer..
' Maybe I should just, you know, talk to him about it. But then it's Ron, I mean...
I drifted off at this point; she was facing the window so it was safe to close my eyes.
4.58
She's still talking about it.
8.30
Bushy, FINALLY, stopped talking about old Ronniekins and her and we made it down to dinner. We sat down next to Harry, Ron, Dean, Seamus and Neville. Things were still a bit awkward between Harry and me. Things didn't really end that well. He kind of cheated on me with Cho, when they went to this quidditch match. He stupidly told me and I yelled at him. He yelled at me saying it was nothing. Well, I can tell you it wasn't nothing. Oh no, it was something! We said polite 'Hello's' to each other then carried on ignoring each other. It worked well. Ron and Hermione were also acting really weird with each other. I couldn't be bothered with Bushy so I just talked with Dean, Seamus and Neville throughout the whole meal. They're lovely boys.
Dinner got a bit boring, so I kept stealing glances at Malfoy. He was over at old Slytherin table, but he seemed really subdued. Obviously this was because everyone he was sitting with was on the other side except for him and Blaize, who was also looking pretty damn good. I waved over to him and smiled. He gave me a little smile back, Blaize waved too, flashing his extremely straight white teeth. Herms is always going on about them, she says because her parents are dentists, but I don't really get what they are so I just think it's because she likes him. Oooh, Ron would hate that too. What a tangled web we weave, hey?
Anyway, as we got up from dinner, Blaize came over. I don't really know him that well except that with Malfoy they had both pretty much been with every girl in Slytherin and had eyes set on the whole school. Great. Apparently he was just coming over to say Hi, except all he said Hi to was my chest. I mean they had grown over the summer; I had gone on this pill thing that Hermione had recommended because I was being 'with' Harry quite regularly. Anyway, they had made some changes to my, ahem, assets. Hermione swears they're not magic though. Muggle women must be massive there. So, Blaize came over, asked me to go to the next hogsmeade, had one good last look of my chest and then walked off.
10.56
I whispered what had happened to Hermione. She said I should just go, and forget about Harry. But I think I still have feelings for Harry, but then Malfoy always keeps popping up. Oh I don't know.
