About Ginny's feelings and experiences about the boy in the diary...

The Figure

He was a tall figure,
Cloaked in darkness,
Exhaling sulphur.

He was the dark protector,
With a heart full of coldness,
But arms to comfort her.

He was the whisper in her ear,
Promises of things she'd never known,
To dry her tears.

He was dark sensuality,
An expression of lust
Not forgotten easily.

Only known to her,
A scandalous secret,
To never ever
Be spoken.

He looms over her,
Shrouding her in darkness,
Comforting nonetheless,
With breaths of sulphur.