Disclamer: dont own anything ... blah blah blah

A/N: I was reading the Georgia Nicolson series and thought it would be fun to make a diary for Rosie Weasley. Reviews and constructive critizem welcome!!

august 30

my room

12:00 p.m.

It is extremely difficult being a sixteen year old.

Thanks to my mom I have got extremely curly, unruly, frizzy, impossible to manage hair. I have repeatedly asked mum for a potion to fix it but she refuses. It's not like we don't have the money. We have the second biggest house in Godrics Hallow (first being Uncle Harry's).

To top it off, it is red.

I also have freckles all over my body. I look like I have permanent dragon pox. Thanks dad.

You would think that two people who helped save the wizarding world would have some consideration when they reproduced.

12:15

Mum came into my room to see if I began to read my school books yet.

"Why?" I asked.

"Well because you go back to Hogwarts tomorrow. Just thought you would want a head start. Hugo has."

"That is because Hugo is a nerd." I was simply stating the truth.

She tutted at me on the way out.

Ho hum, I have more important things to worry about. Like figuring out what to wear on the train back.

1:30

Have gone through my entire wardrobe and decided I have no clothes. Which means I will have to go shopping.

3:00

In Diagon Alley with Aly Longbottom. I didn't need much so I only bought cut new lippy, eyeliner, three new tops, and a skirt. It makes me look very sophisticated.

Stopped for a quick snack of treacle tart and to discuss tomorrow.

"I cannot believe my dad is taking the train tomorrow. It's bad enough that he works at the school, he's got to embarrass me on the train too."

"Well, at least you don't have to take Herbology with him." I said, "I mean I like your dad, but he is quite literally obsessed with plants."

"Try living with him. It's dreadful."

We discussed our parents for a bit more. Then Aly said, (through a mouthful of tart, mind you) "So what are we going to do about this finding a boyfriend plan?"

"I'm not sure. There is that boy in James's grade, Peter Doyle. He's quite nice."

"To bad he's been dating Megan Applebye since first year."

"True." I thought for a bit. "Well, I know one person I will not be dating. That slime ball Scorpius Malfoy. I would rather vomit slugs for life than kiss him."

Then we laughed like we had drunk a cauldron of Essence of Insanity (i.e. a lot).

7:00

Came home to find mum and dad snuggled together on the couch. Erlack! I even think I saw them kissing.

To get them to stop I made vomiting noises then said, "It is very unhealthy to expose your child to pornography."

They ignored me and kept on with the songfest.

I don't know how Uncle Harry stood being around them when they were at school. Them being all over each other all the time.

8:30

Perhaps I will go to bed early so I am refreshed for my boy search tomorrow.

8:32

Or not.

Dad has come into my room. Without knocking of course.

He said, "Rosie, you awake?"

"No."

He continued anyway. "I just wanted to talk to you about something. I know you're getting older and interested in boys now."

Oh great. He was going to give me the sex talk. Merlin save me.

"Dad, I know all about sex. I'm exposed to porn 24/7 with you and mum."

His ears went all red (another thing he passed on to me) and he chuckled. "Alright, it's just that I know you'll be interested in boys this year, just want you to be careful."

Hahahahahahahahahha. If he only knew.

He stopped at my doorway, turned around and said, "Just stay away from the Slytherins, you're better than that."

Oh, gods. Here we go again with the "evil" Slytherin story. To shut him up I said, "I know dad, don't worry. Goodnight."

"Goodnight love."