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October 1st, 1996

Dear Journal,

Hey! It's the first of Octobeeeerrrrrrr and its getting colder. Lessons are getting harder, students are getting more homework and some students are becoming overwhelmed. But hey, that's school for you. Quidditch is becoming more difficult too as most of the matches are in the fog. I'm a Chaser for Gryffindor. It's one of my favourite things about this school, being part of the Gryffindor Quidditch team, it gives me thrills. But sometimes, you just don't feel like it, especially in the cold and fog. Oh well, I have to just push through it! I don't mean to boast, but we win. A lot. We have a match coming up in 2 days' time against Slytherin. These are the best matches, because everyone is always so competitive, and the crowd spurs you on unbelievably. I can't wait. My Mum sent me some Broom Gloves through the post. I am so so so grateful. If I played another game, my fingers would have fallen off. Anyway, most things are the same, Hermione study's, Harry thinks, Ron eats. I write to you. About my strange encounters. I have another one for you.

It was yesterday afternoon, and I'd just come out of Divination. I hate Divination sometimes, because sometimes we just do pointless things like sit around staring at the clouds trying to decipher their meanings, like today. So boring. Anyway, I was on my way to the astronomy tower. Sometimes I like to be by myself, and it's usually deserted because it's getting cold. So there I am, sitting on the ledge, and doing my Potions homework for Snape when an owl screeches behind me. I turn around to see Malfoy leaning against the banister, flapping at a barn owl. Apparently Malfoy tried stroking it. It did not want to be stroked. I stand up quickly, and gather my things. I go to walk past him when I hear him tut.

"What?!" I demand. He has no right to patronise me.

"Oh, nothing. Just the only time I see you alone, and you go and storm off." He gave me a wicked grin. Then. He winked at me. He actually winked at me.

"What the hell, Malfoy? What do you want?!" I insisted. He can't just do that! He can't just act like we're best friends all of a sudden.

He walked up to the ledge and turned around to lean against it. I hate to admit it. But… He looked… Decent. I walked up and stood next to him. I didn't look at him; I looked out at the Black Lake instead. It shimmered in the evening fog. I could feel him looking at me. So I looked at him, and I think that surprised him. He looked away, but I could see a smile tugging at his cheeks. I huffed. 'What am I doing here?' I was just about to turn around when Malfoy shuffled towards me. He placed himself in front of me and put his arms on the ledge either side of me. Trapping me. He sighed. I looked at him inquisitevly. He smelt like apples. Sweet apples. The top button on his shirt was undone, and I could see a bit of his chest. I made fists. 'Stop Ginny, no'

"You know, I never saw you after our incident on the train" Malfoy breathed. His eyes were human again. His face inches from mine, I didn't move.

"There is no our, Malfoy. I was punched, that's it." I replied sourly. I didn't like how close he was getting. I didn't like it at all. Did I?

"I wasn't talking about that part; I was talking about the part where you threw yourself onto me." Malfoy uttered. Smiling dangerously at me. I glowered. Who did he think he was?!

"Keep dreaming Malfoy!" I sneered. I tried to push away from him but he held me. I gasped at his strength. I looked up at him. He was about a forehead taller than me. He had my hands in his.

"You know Ginny, I have a first name." He smirked. He pushed me back to the ledge. Hands still in mine. I stared at him open mouthed.

"You know what else? I think you like me." He winked again. I vomited inwardly. My hands still in his I pulled our arms outwards. He smiled at my gesture, thinking it would be good for him. He was wrong. I pulled my hands from his and thwacked him in the stomach. Sometimes, there is no need for magic. He grimaced and bent over in pain.

"You know what Malfoy? You couldn't be more wrong!" I shouted as I ran down the stairs of the astronomy tower and all the way back to the Gryffindor Common Room. I collapsed into the room, startling a few people.

"What's wrong Ginny?" Harry asked, concerned.

"Oh, um, nothing." I replied, trying to look nonchalant. Harry raised his eyebrows, clearly not buying it.

"I pulled a spell on Crabbe, he's now huddled at the bottom of the astronomy tower vomiting cat food." I said, trying to look pleased, but trying to look humble too. Harry bought that one. He grinned and slapped me on the back, and I got a little applause from my brothers. I grinned sheepishly. I walked past them and up to my dorm. Breathless. I began thinking about what had just happened. Malfoy thought I liked him? Does that mean he likes me? He likes me?! Oooh, he likes me…

'Shut up Ginny!' I screeched at myself. I was not thinking about that!

I promised you about not getting involved with boys. And I am NOT going to break that promise! No way! Nope! Not a chance!

Merlin! I'm going to go to sleep now, try and calm myself down. Goodnight, sleep well.

Love Ginny xx