Hello everyone! This is my new fic on Ginny Weasley, written in diary-form. It documents everything that's happened from her point of view, from her third year onwards, so the Trio's fourth year. This is my first fic on Harry Potter, as formerly I've only really written High School Musical, so any advice would be welcome. Assuming that anyone wants me to continue, I'll be updating every 1½ - 2 weeks, if I can stick to that. Oh, and if you do want me to continue, please tell me so in review. :D
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xoxo Naomi
Ginny, Ghouls & Giggling
Hi? Hello? Anyone there? No Tom? Ok…
July 27th - 1994
Dear… ehm, Diary,
Well, I think I'll introduce myself first? I'm Ginevra Molly Weasley or Ginny, for short, I'm now 12, but will turn 13 within a month, and I'm the youngest of seven. (I may add the six others are brothers… bullocks.) I'm fairly short, have an uncountable amount of freckles, long red hair, bright brown eyes… I'm slim, I'm usually really bubbly and talk active, and I can be witty but I shut down when I'm around Harry. Harry Potter is my long time crush, and him saving me from death last year certainly didn't do that any good, so I get unusually shy and clumsily around him, to the amusement of my brothers… He's got black hair that's always messy, he's quite tall for an almost fourteen year old, (though not as tall as my brother Ron, who, may I add, is also Harry's best friend), has the most beautiful green eyes, round glasses and a bolt-shaped scar on his forehead, that's really the mystery around Harry. You see, when Harry was a baby, this evil wizard, You-Know-Who, tried to kill him, but simply left a scar on him and somehow got himself destroyed, he did succeed in killing Harry's parents before that, though. So Harry grew up with his aunt, uncle and nephew who are supposedly so horrible my brothers had to help him escape them two summers back… it was pretty messed up, they used dad's flying car and mum went mental, plus I could barely leave my room for fear of running into Harry whilst he stayed at ours.
Ehm, I guess I'll have to explain my little 'opening' earlier on… well, two years ago I was possessed by a memory (from a teenage You-Know-Who; did you know his real name is Tom Riddle?) that came from the diary I'd confided in, and in the end it almost killed me, thus I checked whether there where any evil memories locked up in here… but they're not. But I can take you can imagine it took quite some courage from me to start writing in a diary again, but the need was unbelievingly, incredibly high…
I'll just start at the beginning:
Last year, the criminal Sirius Black escaped from Azkaban. He had already been there for twelve years and should've gone nuts after so long with the Dementors. But somehow, he managed to escape, and the word got out he was after Harry… When Black broke into the Gryffindor tower twice, this fear was only strengthened, and actually almost everybody was convinced he was out to kill Harry. Than, at the end of term, I wake up one morning and they're all these stories. Supposedly, the Ministry of Magic had caught Black the evening before, when he was probably trying to kill Harry, Ron (my brother), Hermione (their other best friend) and professor Lupin also being there, and Snape catching up halfway. So they'd locked Black up, but when they brought the Dementors to give him the Kiss, he'd gone, and than Snape went mental and accused Harry and Hermione of helping Black escape… Also Hagrid (Hogwarts groundkeeper and a friend of Harry) his hippogriff that was supposed to be executed escaped as well. Through this all, my brother broke his leg and got hit by a yet unknown curse, and Hermione and Harry (Black as well, not that it really matters) were attacked by the Dementors and Harry almost got Kissed! And than the golden trio (Harry, Ron and Hermione) were walking around the place whispering and still looking quite pleased with themselves somehow and nobody can get a word out of them! Oh, Harry, Ron and Hermione cursed Snape into unconsciousness by trying to disarm him at the same time, that's the only thing we've gotten out of them. So now, I'm really worried because my brother and his two best friends may be involved with a mass-murderer… thus my need for a diary, as well as I just need someplace to store all my unanswered feelings for Harry.
He's probably coming down shortly anyways, at least, Ron invited him and mum really can't wait to get Harry here… it's seriously like he's her son as well! Not that I mind Harry being here, of course not! I love Harry hanging around in my house, it's just that I get so awfully quiet and clumsily and uncomfortable when he's there… It even embarrasses my brothers sometimes, I believe.
But I'll be going, the twins (Fred and George, they're our jokers, I'll tell more about them latter) are planning some kind of prank and I don't want to miss it!
You'll be hearing from me soon,
Ginny Weasley
July 28th – 1994
Dear… well, yeah, Diary,
Firstly, I think I'm going to name you, it feels so weird addressing you as 'Diary' all the time, but I'll get to that later. Secondly, the prank Fred and George pulled on Percy yesterday was freaking amazing! Somehow they managed to get him out of his room, (I believe they threw dung bombs at the door) and than they sprayed mud all over him, added feathers… it was very basic. Or it would've been if that's where it ended... 'Cause after they'd made him look like a chicken, they hexed him to act like one as well! It was down right hilarious. He was like kissing the ground the way chickens pick it, making chicken noises, moving his arms up and down like a bird… it was fantastic! So the four of us (Me, the twins and Ron) were lying on the ground laughing at Percy, and than suddenly mum walks up the staircase, and we saw her, so we tried to stop laughing but we just couldn't! But than she got this murderous look in her eyes, and we immediately stopped laughing, whilst she gave Percy the counter hex and cleaned him up, we all ran up the stairs and into Ron's room, where we barricaded the door. So we sat there for a couple of minutes, already laughing at the mental picture of 'Percy The Chicken' again, and than suddenly the door burst open, and mum's standing there, wand pointed at us, and that murderous look still in her eyes. Now, we Weasley's may be Gryffindors, but we're not stupid… so obviously we all tried to get behind each other, in the end I ended up front with Ron behind me and the twins in the back. Whoever said brothers protect their little sisters was so wrong. So than mum starts yelling at us, and we all try to stop existing, not out of shame, but just because we're really scared, and than she send me and the twins to our own room, and neither one of us was aloud to leave it until dinner. That was like still 3 hours to go. Therefore, we all snuck out, climbing out the window and on the roof, where we sat and joked around with the four of us. We used to do that a lot when we were younger… it was great. Oh, Ron said it might take some time for Harry to come to us, apparently mum said that the Dursley's should at least spend some time with him, and that they're his only family, something like that. Which is good, 'cause I won't be shy and clumsily and uncomfortable, but bad, 'cause he won't be here. But I think he will come later in the vacation…
Ok, well that's pretty much all I've got to say for now, see you soon! Or no… ehm, write you soon?
Love, Ginny
July 29th – 1994
Dear (for now) Diary,
There isn't a lot that happened today, actually it was quite boring. I mean, I woke up around ten from the noises in the twin's room (a lot of bangs), I went downstairs and had breakfast, I got in a fight with Ron, I read in the garden for a while, I had lunch, I wrote letters to my friends, I got in a fight with Percy, I fooled around with the twins, had dinner, I got in a fight with mum about my wardrobe, I stormed to my room angrily, and now here I am. I can't remember having such a boring day in years…
Us Weasley's seem to have become quite eventful since Harry befriended Ron. Before that we of course had the twins, but it pretty much stayed at that, now it's all of us. I mean, when Ron went to Hogwarts first year, I didn't think he'd be like Percy (a pompous know-it-all, who refuses to break any rules at all, and bosses everyone around), but neither did I think he'd be too much like the twins (breaking every rule there is, almost being kicked out of school at least once a month, causing trouble), but than he befriended Harry, and suddenly he became much more of the twins as anyone expected! No surprise mom wasn't happy about that part of befriending Harry… The three of them (him, Harry and their other friend I told you about, Hermione) have already been to the Forbidden Forest (which is obviously forbidden), sneak out at night constantly, got involved in a mystery and thus life threatening situation every year up 'till now, get into a fight with Draco Malfoy every single day (stupid brat) and smuggled Harry out of the castle last year when he wasn't aloud to go to Hogsmeade. And that's all I know, and I know barely anything, only the things known by the rest of the school population as well… You'd think Ron would tell his little sister a tad more, but no. But anyways, that's how we haven't actually had a boring day for ages, not that I mind.
But I think I'll go now… there's not that much to say…
Love, Ginny
July 30th, 1994
Dear Adelrune,
Yes, you read well, I've got you a name! I came across it in a book (can't remember which, it was really boring. I'd borrowed it from Perce), and it means noble secret. I thought it would be pretty fitting, you know, seeing you're going to guard my secrets, or at least, I hope you will…
Today wasn't all that interesting, though, not as boring as yesterday. The guys went out to play Quidditch, obviously I couldn't come, but at least I had to house for myself, well, except for mum, but she's always there, so she doesn't really count. Anyways, after the whole house had gone quiet I decided I'd investigate our house a little better. So I sneaked through the house on my tiptoes, and than suddenly, our ghoul starts screaming, giving me a heart attack. But than I thought, 'why not go visit our ghoul?' I mean I've known we have one since forever, but I've never actually seen it. Which is kinda stupid, if you think about it…
So I climbed up all the stairs (thank god I'm fit, do you know how many stairs we have?), and, after checking no-one was there, led down the ceiling with my wand, revealing another stair. And yes I know I'm not supposed to use magic, but how will they know it wasn't my mum? So I climb up the stair, and am met with a revolting sight and smell.
Ew, our ghoul has no hygiene, whatsoever! Anyways, our ghoul is a good couple of heads taller as me, which isn't weird, 'cause, well, I'm tiny. When it (he/she?) saw me, I let out some half moan half sucking noise. I know, gross!!! So I tried to keep the disgust of my face, and attempted a smile, to which another of those horrifying noises came. Next thing I tried: a normal conversation. Let's just say that didn't work our either. Wait, I'll record down here.
The Fabulous Ginny's Conversation with The Ghoul
Ginny: Hi… ehm, ghoul. I'm Ginny, I live here.
Ghoul: makes horrible sucking noise.
Ginny: Right… so, ehm, do you like living here?
Ghoul: makes horrible moaning sound, but seems to nod in a sort of weird way.
Ginny: Great, so do I. Even though, you sometimes wake me with the whole moaning and clanking with pipes and stuff.
Ghoul: makes sucking/moaning sound.
Ginny: No! You shouldn't feel bad, I mean, I don't get a lot of sleep, anyways. With Fred and George, you know. I suppose they've been up here before?
Ghoul: unmistakably nods, and makes another sucking noise.
Ginny: Of course, there's no where they haven't been. Except the Chamber of Secrets, but that's because you need to be a parselmouth to get in. Oh, and the Shrieking Shack, not that they haven't tried.
Ghoul: makes another moaning sound.
Ginny: Laughs. I know, typically the twins. Even though, Ron's been in an awful lot of places as well. Even the Chamber of Secrets and the Shrieking Shack!
Ghoul: moans in what seems to be a questioning way.
Ginny: Well, he got in the Chamber of Secrets to safe me a year ago, and he could get in because Harry's a parselmouth. And last year they got into the Shrieking Shack, during the whole 'night with Black' thing.
Ghoul: questioning moan.
Ginny: Oh, of course! You don't know. [Tells everything about the horrors of last year and about her worries concerning her brother and a mass murderer and how they came into being.]
You know, our ghoul is a great listener. Anyways, after I'd explained that all Ron called from under the stairs, 'Ginny, is that you?!' And I left, but not after promising the ghoul I'd come back, he seemed to like that. I mean, it's hard to tell, but he nodded a lot when I said it.
Well that's my day pretty much, not too boring, after all. But I gotta go, it's getting late and I want some sleep. Bye!
Ginny W.
July 31st 1994
Dear Adelrune,
Today was Harry's birthday! Isn't it amazing? I didn't send him anything though… I mean, it would be weird, since we're not really friends and he only knows and talks to me because I'm his best friend's little sister. Which sucks? Badly. Mum made him an amazing cake, I saw it, and it was HUGE! You'll probably wonder why we'd gotten such a simple thing as cake, well, Harry's nephew, Dudley, is HUGE as well, and he has to follow a diet, which his aunt is making the whole family do now. But, she figures Dudley should always eat more as Harry… so he's near starvation. Except he asked us for food, which we sent to him, so he's got that to eat. Anyways, that's why we've just send him a cake, he'll like that best. OH! And mum let me do the icing on the cake, I could only barely refrain from putting a love potion in it, but it tasted amazing. I hope he'll like the cake, with which I kinda did help. So, I sort of did give him a present. Imp!
I'm so excited! I gave Harry James Potter a present for his birthday! Sorta. Colin will be so jealous. Not that I'll tell him, that would make me seem just as stalkerish as him. I don't stalk Harry… I'm just slightly obsessed with him. And refrain myself from acting upon that obsession, mind you. I'm a good girl. I don't think you know Colin, yet, do you? That's what I thought. Colin Creevey is a Gryffindor in my year, who's got an obsession with photographing and Harry. Like me. Hahaha. That was a joke. I wasn't actually being serious. Stupid diary.
Anyways, tomorrow, I'm meeting some of my friends (not Colin, though he is a friend of mine) at Diagon Alley. I definitely can't wait for that… I haven't seen them in… in… sod that, almost one and a half month! You know how long that is when you spend the whole year living together?! Though, we do get on each other nerves more and more towards the end of the year… Wait, I haven't told you about my friends… How could I not have?! Wow… well, there are five other girls with me in the Gryffindor dorms: Violet Denkings, Abigail Lucrous, Aphrodite Flemming, Jasmine Ashen and Diane Iswell. That last one is a pureblood bitch, who thinks she's better just because she looks like a Greek goddess. Violet is her sidekick, whose nothing like a Greek Goddess and she doesn't seem to do a whole lot of thinking for herself. Aphrodite is… even more gorgeous as Diane. But nicer. And loads smarter. And they're like, total arch enemies. Which is really fun to be around. Note the sarcasm. You might've guessed I don't really get along with Diane and Violet, they're just Gryffindors biggest bitches. And Aphrodite… well, actually I don't know why me and Aphrodite never came to be friends. Mhm, I'll go deeper into that when I have more time. Well, this leaves, Abigail and Jasmine. Those are my closest friends. Jasmine can be kinda shy, but is also pretty and really smart, and once she loosens up the most fun to be around. Abigail is not shy, at all. She's outgoing and crazy, and really pretty as well. Just not too smart, but she manages. With Jasmine's help, of course. They are the two I'm meeting tomorrow. Ah, couldn't live without them… or with, really.
But I'll be going, I hear footsteps and with a tad of bad luck it'll be mum checking whether I'm asleep yet.
Bye,
Ginny
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