A/N: Okay this is my first attempt at writing a fanfic, so bare with me. This story starts in the beginning of Ginny's first year and be warned: will NOT follow the Chamber of Secrets plot.
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or any of the characters, if I did, I would be sitting on a deserted island with a lifetime supply of root beer.
Prologue: A Curious Beginning
First year, Ginny Weasley, sat on the hard bathroom floor. Tear tracks stained her face as her sobs echoed own the halls of Hogwarts. Professor Dumbledore had earlier called herself and her brothers: Ron, Fred, George, and Percy to his office. She knew this was bad news. Dumbledore then began to tell them about how their father had been diagnosed with Wizard Cancer.
Ginny's eyes had immediately filled with tears as she ran out of his office. Her brothers had run after her, she could hear their voices calling her name down the hall, but she just ran faster until she reached Moaning Myrtle's bathroom. Moaning Myrtle had been haunting the Prefects' bathroom this year so she knew she'd be alone.
Sobs erupted from her petite body as she thought of her dear father. He had had so much troubles during his life; fighting in the First War and then trying to provide for a family of nine. He didn't deserve to have this disease, his life had been hard enough.
As she sat on the floor, she spotted something black wedged between two of the sinks. Her curiosity peaked, she walked over to the sinks and retrieved the object. It was a black leather diary: the pages were worn and crumpled, the leather smooth to the touch, and along the front cover was the word Journal in elegant gold writing. Ginny loved it at once. She opened the front cover to see who it belonged to, but there was no writing in it. She flipped through the pages, but each was the same: blank. Making sure that no one could see her, she put the journal into her bag and made her way out of the bathroom.
The moment she stepped out, her brothers were surrounding her; trying to comfort and tell her it was alright. She gave each a hug, before silently leaving to go back to the Gryffindor Common Room, her brothers trailing slightly behind her. She could feel her eyes fill with tears, again, but she held it back to save her brothers the grief of seeing their little sister like that.
When Ginny arrived at the portrait of the Fat Lady, she said nothing. Percy came up and uttered the password instead. She nodded her head at him and crawled through the entrance. Before her brother could even get in the room, Ginny was halfway up the stairs to the Girls' Dormitories. She walked into the first years' room, closed the curtain around her bed, and flopped onto her bed. She cried for hours, her heart feeling like it was breaking as the sobs shook through her body once again. She laid there, crying and clutching the journal to her body well into the night.