So, I'm back. I figured I'd better start off with the lighter stuff, just the beginning of it all, and then go on from there. Now, this part of my life isn't particularly interesting, so I'm just going to summarize for you.

Second and third year just kind of laid the groundwork for, well, the rest of it. As you all know, Harry was busy falling for Cho Chang at this point in time. Well, contrary to popular belief, I was not as oblivious as you thought. Not only was I not oblivious, I was jealous as hell. I hated Cho Chang more than I'd ever hated anyone else. The way I saw it, Harry had just saved my life, so, logically and in perfect fairytale style, we were going to ride off into the sunset on a big white horse to a castle in the sky where we would live happily ever after. Harry was not interested in this plan. Harry was going to ride off with Cho Chang instead. And that was clearly unacceptable.

I started comparing myself to her, as most girls do. And, as most girls do, I came up short. She had long dark hair, flawless skin, a slim and athletic figure, and two years on me. There wasn't really much I could do about any of that. Except, of course, my body. That was completely under my control.

Now, I was pretty naïve in second year. Anorexia was completely unknown to me. So I just tried eating healthier. No one noticed, of course. Even then I was subtle about it. And I started losing weight, little by little.

That summer was terrible. My mom kept trying to feed me ridiculous foods, and I just had to submit because there was no way I could tell her what was really going on. I mean, what would I say? I have to be perfect so the savior of the wizard world will love me? Ha.

Thank god, we got back to school eventually. It was the year of the Triwizard Tournament. With all of the hullabaloo, nobody noticed that little Ginny Weasley was spending a lot of time alone in her dorm. Truth is, I was exercising like crazy. I would do a thousand crunches a night, push-ups, jumping jacks, squats, and more. I went a little bit overboard, in case you couldn't tell. Somewhere in the midst of that, I got the genius idea to try and make Harry jealous. So, when Neville asked me to the Yule Ball, of course I said yes. How was I to know that Harry himself would ask me in a moment of need? I was so mad.

Unfortunately, Neville was not a particularly good date. The good news is that I somehow managed to fall in with a Ravenclaw named Michael Corner and the jealousy plan was back in action. At this point in time I had started eating less, but not even on purpose. It was a subconscious thing. But this, coupled with the exercise, was making me lose weight fairly quickly. Third year ended with Cedric Diggory's death.

Here is a fairly good place to stop, because this is where things start getting a lot worse, really fast.