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Dear Journal,

I know I've already written today, but something totally weird happened on the train. I would have written sooner but I had no privacy. And believe me, this needs privacy. So...

Hermione was still reading, obviously. Harry and Ron had gone to change into their robes, since we were almost at Hogwarts, and I had nothing to do, so I began down the train to change into my robes. I passed the Hufflepuff carriages and smiled at them. I got friendly smiles back.

I should explain that there are four houses in Hogwarts. I'm in Gryffindor, there's Hufflepuff, Ravenclaw and the God awful Slytherin. Gryffindor and Slytherin are basically rivals. The founders; Godric Gryffindor and Salazar Slytherin were the original rivals, and it passed on.

Anyway, I passed the Ravenclaw carriages, and I saw Luna at the end of the Ravenclaw passage. Luna Lovegood is a very interesting girl, and she is also one of my best friends. She turned around and smiled a wide smile. "Hiya Ginny!" She basically shouted. She had glasses on her face and they were pink and purple, and very big. They covered most of her face.

"Hi Luna, what are those?" I asked, totally bewildered. "Oh, these-" She pointed to her face "For the Nargles"

I didn't understand what the hell she was going on about, so I just laughed politely and carried on down the passage. I entered the Slytherin corridor. I wasn't scared. I'm not scared of them. I just like to get past them quickly because they disturb me. And believe me there is a difference between scared and disturbed. I kept my eyes in front of me the whole time, not wanting any attention. Of course, when you don't want it, you get it.

"Oi, Weasel!" A shout came from behind me.

I knew the voice well. I turned around slowly. I told you I wasn't scared of them.

"Hey Pansy" I answered, nicely.

Pansy was a Slytherin girl, dirty, bad and totally annoying, she had a short bob; the blackest black there is. Her eyes were pale grey and cat like, her jaw line was sleek, and if I didn't dislike her so much I would have admired it. The only scary thing about Pansy, that I felt sorry for, is that she's obviously head over heels in love with Draco Malfoy, a pasty faced boy with bright, white blond hair, he's more sickly than Pansy and definitely someone to watch out for. His father is a deatheater. I hate them both. Pansy meandered up to me; putting power into her step. She circled me. I stayed perfectly still. She reached over and picked up a piece of my ginger locks. She twirled it in her hand, if I didn't know her better; I would have probably thought she was admiring it. But I know better than that. She was probably thinking of something nasty to say about it. She stepped back, and faced me. Blaise Zabini and Greggory Goyle came now to surround me.

"You're not wanted here, Weasel." Pansy whispered menacingly.

"I'm passing through, I need to change, Pansy." I replied, very nicely, I wasn't going to let her get to me.

"I didn't mean the carriage, Weasel, I meant the school." Pansy took a step towards me, I didn't step back. I couldn't anyway, because Vincent Crabbe was now behind me, blocking my path.

"That's a nice thought, Pansy" I still tried to keep my voice even. They were disturbing me now, how they all swarm on a Gryffindor like vultures onto something dead. Creepy.

Pansy didn't like my nice tone. She wanted to see me break. Well, that wasn't going to happen. I smiled brightly at her, I think it tipped her over the edge to be perfectly honest. She wanted to show off in front of Draco, who was behind her, leaning against the doorframe. Not involved with the surrounding Slytherin's, which was weird. Pansy took another step forward. I almost stepped back, but refrained from doing so. She was nose to nose with me. I could smell her perfume, sickly sweet stuff. She didn't take her eyes from me, and I didn't either. My heart was pumping now, double time. It's all I could hear. The only thing I could see were the grinning faces of the Slytherin's and that pale faced Malfoy staring right at me. I tried to look away but something in his eyes glued me there. His eyes looked… Well… Human. For once. And the strangest thing? They looked sympathetic.

Pansy, unfortunately, saw where I was looking and turned a dark shade of red. Jealousy. A lousy feeling. She grabbed my hair and pulled me up to her face. I stifled a squeak.

"You stay away from my Draco, Weasel. Stay Away." She whispered dangerously at me, spittle flew from the corners of her mouth. I smiled again. Brightly. Thinking on it now I probably shouldn't have done that. She forced me back, and my hands went up to try and get her off. Well, that left my guard open didn't it. She threw her fist right into my stomach. I bent over in pain, and then her knee met my face. No, not met, that sounds too polite, how about crushed. Her knee crushed my faced. I collapsed onto the floor, and I was trying not to be sucked into the blackness, trying, so hard. I looked up and she was coming for me again. And then she stopped. Just stopped. Someone had grabbed her and pulled her back off me. I searched around for my saviour, then chanced a look upon Malfoy, angrily talking with Pansy. I caught a couple of words.

"What the hell are you doing Malfoy, she deserved it!" That was Pansy I guess.

"If you keep hitting her you'll get us all in trouble, and we haven't even started school yet!" Came Malfoy's shout back.

"But, Honey, she deserved it!" Her tone had changed to the smell of her perfume; sickly sweet.

"Maybe, but stop. Now. And do not call me Honey." Malfoy.

I was still trying to stop the ceiling light from spinning when I was being moved. I don't know how I was moved. Or who it was. Or where they were taking me. But I was glad. Very glad.

Oh crap! Someone's coming. Its half past eleven and I should be in bed. Only the first night of school and I'm already staying up late. Not good. I'll tell you the rest tomorrow, when I get some more privacy. Sleep tight.

Love Ginny xx