Author's note: Hi! Many, many thanks to everyone who reviewed the last 2 chapters. This one isn't as long as the last one was, I don't think, but hopefully it's just as good. Remember to review!

Disclaimer: I forgot this last time, so here goes…THESE. CHARACTERS. ARE. NOT. MINE. THEY. ALL. BELONG. TO. J. K. ROWLING. Too bad I'm not her, otherwise I'd be rich…

Chapter 3: An Attempt at a Mistake-Free Day

5 August

11:16

Dad was asking Harry all these questions about muggles at breakfast today. The whole rubber duck thing is getting kind of annoying. Who would want a duck made out of rubber anyway? You can't eat it. (Though Fred and George would probably try…) Muggles are clever, but they're not any more exciting than wizards. Well, perhaps they're more exciting than me, but that's not the point. One exciting thing did happen though…Harry was staring at me from across the table. Yippee! Maybe I wasn't hallucinating yesterday and he does like me after all.

13:07

Mum is shouting at Dad and Fred and George. 3 people at once – this is quite an accomplishment. Sounds like Fred and George bewitched a tarantula to follow Ron around the house and Dad thought it was funny.

15:39

Harry is so cute and beautiful and adorable and handsome and

15:41

Mum came in and wanted to know why there was a fake wand in the toilet. Not my fault. Why does she always think I know everything about Gred and Forge's activities? (And why did Gred and Forge even put a fake wand in the toilet? You'd think they could find a more creative place to put a fake wand than the toilet." Besides, you only know if it's fake or not once you touch it…wonder how Mum found out. Somehow the image of my mother sticking her hand down the toilet doesn't click with me.

22:25

No Embarrassing Moments today. 3 cheers for me!

6 August

8:54

I'm going to try to have another mistake-free day. So far I've succeeded (because I got up 3 minutes ago). Wish me luck.

10:48

Mr. Harry James Potter was incredibly handsome at breakfast this morning.

10:59

The number of Embarrassing Moments today is…dum dum dum…ZERO! Hooray! OK, fine – not even half the day is over, but I still haven't embarrassed myself…yet.

14:03

Holy hell. I failed miserably in my goal of 1 day of non-embarrassment. Phlegm thought it'd be fun if she threw a Quaffle around and tried to get better at Quidditch, but then the twit chucked the stupid ball and it hit me in the nose. Dumb Phlegm. Now our Quaffle has my nose blood on it.

16:12

I am starving because I forgot to eat lunch before I played Quidditch. I want to go downstairs and get some food, but I don't want to see Harry if he's still down there. I'm still hurting from Embarrassing Moment Number 5.

16:21

Managed to sneak downstairs while no one was in the kitchen. Now I'm eating 3 of Mum's freshly baked rolls. If Mum ever finds out I've been eating in my room she is going to knock herself out cold with the frying pan.

7 August

6:37

Woke up insanely early today (6:11) because Ron's owl, Pig, was flying around madly and his cage feel over with a massive crash right above my bed. And then Ron was yelling at Pig to shut up and then Phlegm was yelling at Ron to shut up and Mum was yelling at Phlegm to shut up…I tried to go back to sleep but it was hopeless.

10:38

Draco Malfoy is a nerdy terd.

15:53

Mum shouted at me because she found crumbs in my room from the rolls I was eating yesterday. Apparently Ron thought it was funny that she called me "Ginevra Molly Weasley" because I ate 3 rolls. He started laughing so she shouted some at him too. While Ron was being reprimanded I tried to sneak off to my room but Mum saw me and yelled at me some more. We will count that as another EM (Embarrassing Moment – I might as well make it shorter – there's a good chance I'll be relating a lot more of them here…) because Harry was watching the whole thing. Congrats to me. I have successfully completed 6 Embarrassing Moments in 8 days.

17:02

Melhebeh. You know, I'm quite good at writing sounds. If the English language was spelled like it sounds I would be quite an amazing speller. To bad it's not….

17:45

For the past half hour Hermione has been trying to teach me French. English is hard enough, but in French, all the verbs and nouns and adjectives have to agree and crap…they have boy and girl words too. Oh, wait, what's it called? Masculine and feminine. That takes way too long to write. Boy and girl will definitely work for our purposes. But French has conjugations and two words that mean "not", except you have to put them together and then they mean "not"….All I can say is it's a good thing I'm not French.

18:07

Anyway…I finally got away from Hermione when she had her back turned and was going to go on the hamper in my closet, until I remembered that I couldn't use that closet again until I convince someone to scourgify it. Fred, George and Ron would just make fun of me, Harry would make me nervous, Hermione and Mum (isn't it funny how those two are on the same page?) would think I was blowing the situation out of proportion (which I'm not, by the way), Dad wouldn't have time, Bill would get offended, Percy isn't talking to me, Charlie likes dragons better than his little sister and Phlegm wouldn't know how because she's a twit (besides, I wouldn't ask her for anything anyway…she made my favorite brother into a traitor.)

18:18

I'm thinking maybe Remus or Tonks would do it for me. Speaking of which…I think there's a little something going on between those two….I know Sirius would do it if he were here. I miss him. Almost as much as I miss Percy. But I knew Percy better, so I think that's why I miss him more.

18:23

I just realized that I'm talking (well, writing) about Percy like he's dead. But I guess he doesn't consider me a sister anymore, so maybe I'm dead to him anyway. And I didn't get prefect. Percival needs to sort out his priorities, as Ron would say.

19:00

You know, I've been thinking about the Remus/Tonks thing lately…I really can see them together. They're both really smart, but in different ways. Remus is Hermione-smart, and Tonks is Ginny-smart. No, I'm actually kidding. Tonks is smart in an odd sort of way that teachers don't think of or care about. Tonks just…understands things. Am I rambling? Did I really just ask a journal a question? Bullocks. I think I'm going off my rocker.

19:13

Dear, God, I'm turning into my mum. She talks to herself all the time. Bill and I used to make fun of her for it – in a jesting way of course. Jesting is such a good word. I think I'll use it again. Jest. Jest. Jest, jest, jest, jest, jest, jest, jest, jest!

19:26

I can't jest with Bill anymore because bloody Phlegm stole him away. Little rat. She lost me my biggest of many big brothers. I miss him.

20:54

I wonder if I would be able to jest with Tonks? Or Remus? Hmmm, I wonder if I would be able to jest with Tonks or Remus about Tonks and Remus? I'm really confusing myself. Which is actually quite easy to do. I'm not exactly on the Hermione-level of not being confused. Which means I'm really confused. I'm going to stop now because I'm making myself confused. This is so confusing.

20:58

AAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!

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