A/N: This fic takes place in Ginny's 5th year, Harry's 6th. These are her diary entries. Some of them I have actually taken from my own diary and modified them, and some of them I just made up. I hope you enjoy it!
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September 2nd
Dear Diary,
Today is my first full day at Hogwarts. I would say lunchtime is among one of the worst times of the day for me. Basically, I have a choice of sitting with two groups of friends.
I don't like to sit with Colin, Dennis, and all their friends, frankly because they're boring. And some of them are really weird. It if was just Colin I wouldn't mind, but I don't really like the rest of them.
So today I decided to be brave and I'm sitting with Hermione, Ron, and Harry. But when I'm here, they mostly ignore me. They talked to themselves, or they'd get up and talk to other people. And leave me. Alone. Which is why I'm writing this. Because they're not here. And when they come back, they don't even pay attention to me.
So where the heck am I supposed to go? Maybe I'll go sit with Seamus. Maybe. Seamus is cute, and he's nice. I sat with Seamus and Dean once last year when this happened. But what do I do now?
Oh no. I can't even try to sit with Seamus. He's talking to some 7th year girls. Flirting with them is more like it! Maybe tomorrow, I'll sit with him, if I get enough courage. And if he's not with those girls.
I could always go sit with Neville... no. Not after what I did to him last year. That was stupid of me. How could I? I don't know where to sit.
Oh, there's the bell. Good thing I don't have to worry about it anymore. I have to get to Care Of Magical Creatures.
Love,
Ginny
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September 5
Dear Diary,
Sometimes I wish I could go back in time and change things. I wish I'd never broken up with Neville. That was so stupid of me. I mean, I went with him to the Yule Ball in my 3rd year. And then last year he asked me out. We dated almost the whole year, but I broke up with him in April. Because I wanted to see different people. Because I was still attracted to Harry.
Neville's one of the nicest, sweetest guys I know. And I had him. But then I let him go. One of the biggest mistakes of my life.
And who knows? Maybe things wouldn't have worked out anyway. Maybe he would have broken up with me. Maybe I wouldn't have realized how much I loved him. Too many maybes.
I realize it now. How much I love him. And miss him. There's nothing I can do about it now. I think it will be a long time before I have another successful relationship. Because I always compare new relationships to the one I had with Neville. And they're never as good. They never measure up.
How long will it be until I find someone like Neville? Maybe he was my one shot. And I ruined everything. I threw it all away. I'm sorry, it hurts too much to talk about this. I should just move on. It'll be hard, but I have to at least try.
Love,
Ginny
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September 11
Dear Diary,
Today would have been Helga Hufflepuff's 1000th birthday or something like that. Hogwarts had a big memorial service in memory of Cedric Diggory, who died two years ago. I hate to think about it.
I went to the service in the Great Hall. It was very depressing, but there was one part that really reached me. In the center of the room was a single candle, burning it's flame. The prefects all went up and lit their candles from it, and then they went around and lit everyone else's candles with their own.
There were over 300 people there. And you look around the room, and they turned all the lights out. And you can see all these people holding candles.
Hundreds of little flames fill the room. And you think, all that light and power came from one tiny candle in the center. And yet, that flame has lit all the others in the room. Without the help of any actual magic, it had filled the room up with a warm glow that lit up the whole room.
That was real magic. It was really and truly amazing.
Love,
Ginny
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A/N: I hope you liked the first chapter of this story. All of Ginny's diary entries were actually some stuff I had written out that I was feeling.
The first one I actually wrote at lunch when all my friends abandoned me. The second one I wrote when I was mad at myself for breaking up with my old boyfriend. And the last one I wrote was after I had gone to a September 11th memorial service. That one really touched me.
Please keep reading, and please review!
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September 2nd
Dear Diary,
Today is my first full day at Hogwarts. I would say lunchtime is among one of the worst times of the day for me. Basically, I have a choice of sitting with two groups of friends.
I don't like to sit with Colin, Dennis, and all their friends, frankly because they're boring. And some of them are really weird. It if was just Colin I wouldn't mind, but I don't really like the rest of them.
So today I decided to be brave and I'm sitting with Hermione, Ron, and Harry. But when I'm here, they mostly ignore me. They talked to themselves, or they'd get up and talk to other people. And leave me. Alone. Which is why I'm writing this. Because they're not here. And when they come back, they don't even pay attention to me.
So where the heck am I supposed to go? Maybe I'll go sit with Seamus. Maybe. Seamus is cute, and he's nice. I sat with Seamus and Dean once last year when this happened. But what do I do now?
Oh no. I can't even try to sit with Seamus. He's talking to some 7th year girls. Flirting with them is more like it! Maybe tomorrow, I'll sit with him, if I get enough courage. And if he's not with those girls.
I could always go sit with Neville... no. Not after what I did to him last year. That was stupid of me. How could I? I don't know where to sit.
Oh, there's the bell. Good thing I don't have to worry about it anymore. I have to get to Care Of Magical Creatures.
Love,
Ginny
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September 5
Dear Diary,
Sometimes I wish I could go back in time and change things. I wish I'd never broken up with Neville. That was so stupid of me. I mean, I went with him to the Yule Ball in my 3rd year. And then last year he asked me out. We dated almost the whole year, but I broke up with him in April. Because I wanted to see different people. Because I was still attracted to Harry.
Neville's one of the nicest, sweetest guys I know. And I had him. But then I let him go. One of the biggest mistakes of my life.
And who knows? Maybe things wouldn't have worked out anyway. Maybe he would have broken up with me. Maybe I wouldn't have realized how much I loved him. Too many maybes.
I realize it now. How much I love him. And miss him. There's nothing I can do about it now. I think it will be a long time before I have another successful relationship. Because I always compare new relationships to the one I had with Neville. And they're never as good. They never measure up.
How long will it be until I find someone like Neville? Maybe he was my one shot. And I ruined everything. I threw it all away. I'm sorry, it hurts too much to talk about this. I should just move on. It'll be hard, but I have to at least try.
Love,
Ginny
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September 11
Dear Diary,
Today would have been Helga Hufflepuff's 1000th birthday or something like that. Hogwarts had a big memorial service in memory of Cedric Diggory, who died two years ago. I hate to think about it.
I went to the service in the Great Hall. It was very depressing, but there was one part that really reached me. In the center of the room was a single candle, burning it's flame. The prefects all went up and lit their candles from it, and then they went around and lit everyone else's candles with their own.
There were over 300 people there. And you look around the room, and they turned all the lights out. And you can see all these people holding candles.
Hundreds of little flames fill the room. And you think, all that light and power came from one tiny candle in the center. And yet, that flame has lit all the others in the room. Without the help of any actual magic, it had filled the room up with a warm glow that lit up the whole room.
That was real magic. It was really and truly amazing.
Love,
Ginny
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A/N: I hope you liked the first chapter of this story. All of Ginny's diary entries were actually some stuff I had written out that I was feeling.
The first one I actually wrote at lunch when all my friends abandoned me. The second one I wrote when I was mad at myself for breaking up with my old boyfriend. And the last one I wrote was after I had gone to a September 11th memorial service. That one really touched me.
Please keep reading, and please review!