This year, my youngest older brother Ron went to Hogwarts. I was left at home alone, my mom has had me do a LOT of house work. It's getting extremely annoying, I'm just counting down the days til I finally get to go to Hogwarts.

Things haven't been all that bad, I found out that we're going to visit my brother Charlie this year for Christmas so that should be fun. We haven't seen him in quite a while. Things are still boring, it's just a lot of re-cleaning empty rooms. Dusting each day to ensure they're lovely for when the boys come back home. Yawn.

I sneak rides on the brooms, mom hasn't caught me yet. She'd hate it, she'd claim flying isn't for little girls. 'Think of how badly you could hurt yourself', that's what she always said whenever she said she wanted to play the family games of Quidditch.

Finally, Christmas arrived. Finally, time to visit Charlie. There was a surprise when we got there, Charlie had let Bill know so we spent the Christmas with the both of them. Mom cried, it wasn't often she got to see her two eldest. What a great Christmas.

There it was again 'Ginny, the garden', 'Ginny, the dusting', 'Ginny, the washing'... Exhausting. That's what this was. Only broken up by eating and sleeping. She supposed this was alright though, what else would she do.

One thing she'd been able to enjoy properly was the shower. For the first time, she'd not had to fight to have a shower with the hot water. She'd not been rushed out. She'd not had people forcing her to get out so they could brush their teeth. She could enjoy the water and she could wake up properly without getting frustrated.

So, that was her final year before Hogwarts. It was finally the summertime and her brothers would be coming home. In just 6 short weeks she'd be going on the Hogwarts Express and would finally be going to Hogwarts.