Disclaimer: Sorry! I am NOT JKR : ) Thank you and enjoy my next chapter!

Dear Diary,

I woke up this morning to find that I have a bruise on my chest. I think I should send that gnome of too Azkaban for abuse.

Anyway! I think I should tell you about what happened today because after all, Harry Potter was here again, so I definitely got confused, and into some deep, deep and embarrassing shit that I nearly drowned.

Literally.

It's a long story, but since Sirius died nobody had seen Buckbeak, the hippogriff, until he eventually turned up on the Grimmauld place doorstep about a month after the war. It was lucky Harry saw him straight away (what a hero!...) and managed to get him inside before any unsuspecting muggles saw him.

He stayed there for a while, until Harry decided where to keep him. That Hippogriff caused havoc apparently, so he eventually ended up here. The Burrow.

It was convenient, we had lots of land, and myself and Mum would NEVER turn down a begging Harry Potter would we?

So anyway! The Hippogriff was living at the burrow, and I had been walking back to the house from Quidditch practice, early evening so naturally it was dark (its England, what else do you expect?!) and I tripped.

I think you can guess where I fell.

I fell in shit.

Okay let's all laugh and Ginny Weasley now.

Done?

Nope.

Of course not.

Okay you can just try and contain yourself while I continue-ez-vous with my story.

So naturally, when your head to toe in shit and have a house full of brothers AND Harry Potter the boy who lived oh my flipping Merlin tits, you're going to try and be discreet.

Try. I never said it would happen.

I decided the safest route was through the garage, past the dining room, and a fecking great sprint up the stairs.

So I made it in the garage safely enough, but of course I was walking quickly (I needed a bath big time!) so I wasn't watching where I was going.

CRASH.

Frying pans (yes! Frying pans!) fell on my foot, and then the muggle intruder alarm went off.

"INTRUDER. FIND YOUR WANDS WEASLEYS. SHOW THE POWER OF THE RED TEMPER. INTRUDER. INTRUDER. INTRUDER. BREAK IN. BREAK IN. GARAGE. BREAK IN. INTRUDER." Dad's recorded voice practically screamed in my ears.

So naturally the whole Weasley family AND Harry Potter came running down the stairs. I was buried under frying pans, so they couldn't see me at first.

"Show yourself! I don't want to use force!" That was Harry.

"Harry, mate, maybe the alarm's faulty?" Ron suggested.

"It wouldn't be Ron! I spent years on that!" Dad.

"Oh deary me!" Mum

"What the bloody hell is that smell?" Shit. That was George.

"It smells like hippogriff shit." Trust Charlie to know. I scowled.

"Language!" Mum shrieked.

"Oh I've had enough! Homenum revealo!" Harry cried, and my frying pan shields were removed.

"Ginny?!" They all cried at once, looking horrified.

I paused, very, very scared.

"Howdy."

So after people wetting themselves laughing, my struggled explanations, and eventually running up the stairs after bursting into to tears (they didn't notice me leave, they were laughing) I washed the sit out of my hair and off my face.

I was sitting on the bathroom floor when someone knocked.

"What?" I was still a bit miffed at the lack of sympathy.

"Don't say what say pardon." I recognized the voice as Harry, who was imitating Mum.

"What do you want Harry? Embarrass me more?" I wasn't in the mood for girlish crush Ginny Weasley. Sassy Ginny was in control now.

"No. But can I come in?" He asked. I shrugged, although he couldn't see me.

"Whatever."

He then sat on the bathmat opposite me and fiddled with his wand (no you dirty fool! Not THERE!).

We sat in a surprisingly companionable silence for a while, until I noticed something.

"You're glasses are broken again. How on earth did you do that?" I asked.

"It's a long story."

"Well just tell me."

I wasn't in the mood for messing about at that point, especially when I was completely pissed off and… well yeah.

"If you say so. I fell up the stairs on my way to stop you because I was the only one who noticed that you had started crying and then I got a nose bleed. I don't like to see you cry."

Girly crush Ginny woke up, and I blushed horrifically.

"Th-th-that wasn't much of a long story Harry."

"I know, but I didn't think sassy Ginny would want to hear it, and brown hair suits you by the way." He winked, ruffled my hair (yes I know, what the hell?) and stood up.

As he left the room, he did face me again, and pointed out the obvious:

"You could've used an invisibility charm you know."

I curled into a ball.

WHAT IS WRONG WITH ME?!

Yours still smelling,

Ginny

A/N well my lovelies! We have come to the end of my second chapter! I might be kind and upload another tonight, if not, most likely tomorrow.

Any reviews are welcome, constructive is appreciated! Although I would appreciate no hate : ) this is my first fanfic after all, and what's the point of not learning from your mistakes? : )

Yours not smelling,

UnleashThePotter x