It was raining outside , misty and thunderous. Toni was lounging on my sofa , a glass of pumpkin juice in her hand , and the television remote in the other.
"Oh! Where is he?" Harry was due home from Australia hours ago , but it was 9 o clock in the evening , and there was no sign of him. I was washing up the meal that me and Toni had just shared together , celebrating her birthday ( which would take place next on the 24th , but we have training that day).
" Ginny , dude , calm down. Grab a butterbeer , he'll get here when he gets here. Come sit with , my favourite movie is about to start". She said , looking so relaxed lying out on the couch. On my couch.
" Yes." I said , for the sake of not wanting an argument " yes , I suppose you're right" I left the dishes and my wand abandoned on the side , and went to sit with my friend. We wrapped ourselves in a blanket , and turned up the volume. I heard the words go by , saw the characters go about their lives and whatever the next drama would be , I laughed when Toni laughed , I looked sad when Toni looked sad, and yet I still couldn't get it out of my head that something bad had happened to him .. maybe he had even .. no. I wouldn't let myself think like that.
After what felt like days , the movie ended. Toni got up off the couch , gave me a hug goodbye , and made her way back down the two flights of stairs to her apartment. I looked at my watch , it was 11:00. I made myself a cup of tea , and went across to the bedroom to put on my pj's. I told myself that I would stay up all night to wait for him , and so I collapsed on the sofa , wrapped the blanket back around me , and flicked through the dross tv shows that were on at this time of night. I wasn't until long past midnight , when I had dosed off, tv still blaring out the latest rom-com sitcom , that I felt myself being scooped up , a kiss gently landing on my lips , and falling happily into bed.
January 22nd 2000
Dear Diary,
He's home! He's finally home. He may have so late that he had me thinking he was dead , but he's home. I woke up this morning , to find breakfast laid on the table , rose petals spread all over the apartment and my guy with a half smile on his face , and a twinkle in his eye, waiting for me. He had written an apology letter , telling me that there was a delay at the airport by 6 hours and that's why he didn't get home until 3 in the morning. It was full of the romantic stuff obviously , and after I had read it , I couldn't help but internally cringe at how romantic my boyfriend is , and how unromantic I am. Anyway , enough about me and him , more about Hermione and her parents. She found them! Well , they found them! Apparently it was pretty easy as well , they just got the Australian minister for magic to pull a few strings at the muggle government ( using the pretence that the-boy-who-lived , or The Chosen One , or The saviour , as they called him for the few months after voldemorts death , was looking for lost relatives). It took them all of 4 days to relocate her parents and perform the reversal spell to bring back their memories. Apparently , the minute the spell was complete , Hermione's mother - Louisa - burst into tears and ran towards her , not letting go of their hug for all of 5 minutes. Hermione's dad- Douglas- allowed tears to roll down his cheek , and Harry told me that he had never seen anyone look happier than Doug and Lou had then. For the rest of their time there , Hermione's parents showed them all the tourist spots , much to the astonishment of Ron, but then , towards the beginning of the week , they got into more serious business. Hermione had to explain what made her do what she did , and why she couldn't see them for two years. They took it badly , and started to worry for her safety, meaning they had to come clean about Harry's involvement, and therefore Ron and Hermione's. But , after they got their heads around that , the holiday was back on track. Hermione is staying out there for another week , and then she's bringing her parents back home , where she's planning on moving back in with them for a while. All in , it was a pretty successful trip, and I'm please for her , I really am. I love her , she's the sister I never had , and I'm so relieved that she's found her missing piece.
Ginny
" I feel that way too , you know" Harry was over my shoulder , apparently reading everything I had just written.
" Excuse me? Who said you could read that?" I scowled at him , but he smiled at me, ruining the whole point of the scowl.
" No one , but come on Gin , you write in the thing everything night , I couldn't help myself" I laughed , and slapped him playfully on the cheek. He kissed me in retaliation , and we rolled over each other , laughing as we went. I couldn't remember I time I had been so happy. He was home.