December 31
Dear Diary,
Tonight is New Year's Eve. Fred and George have made up by now. Things are still a bit tense between them, but they're a lot better now. They would talk quietly to themselves, and finally they worked things out. I still don't know what it was about. And somehow, I doubt I'll ever know. I guess I'm just not meant to know. And if I am, they'll tell me.
Sometimes I go and I read my own diary, just to remember everything that's happened during the year. And you know what's funny, I realized that I only talk about a few people. It sounds like only about five people go to Hogwarts! And now I'm reminded about someone else, that I've never mentioned before.
He's in Gryffindor, in my year, and his name is Mike Triginelli. He is pretty much shunned by the rest of the Gyffindors, and the student body in general. He is, pretty much, a loser. I wouldn't even really know if he's a nice guy, because I hardly ever speak to him.
I know it's mean, but sometimes Lavender and I joke about him. Not necessarily in a bad way, but just in a "joking" manner. Like we joke about anyone, especially guys.
So it's holiday, and we're in the common room. Mike is sitting all alone in the corner doing some sort of homework. By the way, off the topic a little, I hate it when teachers assign homework on holidays! So anyway, he's sitting there all alone, and I'm sitting, talking with Lavender.
"Aww, look at Mike, he's lonely," I teased. "Why don't you go over and sit with him? Keep him company?"
"I will, if you come with me," she replied. I figured she was joking, she does this a lot, when she pretends to go over to him to try and trick me but then she just walks by the person. So I agreed.
She heads over to him and actually sits down. I had no choice so I sat down too. He looked a little surprised to see us, but just kept working.
"Whatcha doing?" Lavander asked.
"Homework." Okay, so he wasn't very communitive. Lavander glanced down. "Is that Charms?"
"No. Herbology," he replied.
"Hmm, shows you how smart she is," I joked.
"Okay, well, see you later," Lavander said. And we left.
She never really talked about it again, though I thought it was a bit odd. But the more I saw him sitting there all alone, the more it reminded me of my own loneliness that I feel sometimes. So I took a deep breath and went over to him. For real.
I guess Mike's not exactly smart. Okay, so not at all. Worse than Neville even. And for some reason, I helped him with his Herbology homework. We didn't say much, but I felt good helping him.
So I don't know what to make of that. Anyway, it's almost midnight. Almost a new year. Hmm, let's try and make this one better than the last one. Ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five, four, three, two one...
Happy New Year!!
Love,
Ginny
************************************************************************
January 3
Dear Diary,
I found out what was up with George. As it turns out... he's gay. He told me quietly, today, and then left me to think.
I guess it's a bit of a shock, but I'm going to try and be accepting. I mean, their friend Lee is gay, and I can handle him. It's weird, because George just isn't different from how he used to be. He's still the same. He's still my brother.
I don't know what the big deal is about gay people, really. All I know is it's really hard for them and they get made fun of for something they can't control.
Fred was upset. He couldn't believe that his twin was gay, so he stopped speaking to him. Finally he realized that it was something George couldn't control. So now he's going to deal with it. I don't know whether Fred is ashamed that George is gay, or that Fred is afraid people will think he's gay because George is. I tend to think it's the latter.
Although Fred and George are best friends and twins, they are different people. True, they're both pranksters and they're fun, but they are different people. I know they've always had a hard time dealing with that. People would say, "Fred or George," and wouldn't bother to tell which is which.
I've always been able to tell them apart. I guess that's what comes from living with them!
Anyway, classes start again tomorrow. I don't want to go back to classes!
Love,
Ginny
************************************************************************
A/N: Sorry it took awhile for the update, the internet on my computer wasn't working. Anyway, please review!
Dear Diary,
Tonight is New Year's Eve. Fred and George have made up by now. Things are still a bit tense between them, but they're a lot better now. They would talk quietly to themselves, and finally they worked things out. I still don't know what it was about. And somehow, I doubt I'll ever know. I guess I'm just not meant to know. And if I am, they'll tell me.
Sometimes I go and I read my own diary, just to remember everything that's happened during the year. And you know what's funny, I realized that I only talk about a few people. It sounds like only about five people go to Hogwarts! And now I'm reminded about someone else, that I've never mentioned before.
He's in Gryffindor, in my year, and his name is Mike Triginelli. He is pretty much shunned by the rest of the Gyffindors, and the student body in general. He is, pretty much, a loser. I wouldn't even really know if he's a nice guy, because I hardly ever speak to him.
I know it's mean, but sometimes Lavender and I joke about him. Not necessarily in a bad way, but just in a "joking" manner. Like we joke about anyone, especially guys.
So it's holiday, and we're in the common room. Mike is sitting all alone in the corner doing some sort of homework. By the way, off the topic a little, I hate it when teachers assign homework on holidays! So anyway, he's sitting there all alone, and I'm sitting, talking with Lavender.
"Aww, look at Mike, he's lonely," I teased. "Why don't you go over and sit with him? Keep him company?"
"I will, if you come with me," she replied. I figured she was joking, she does this a lot, when she pretends to go over to him to try and trick me but then she just walks by the person. So I agreed.
She heads over to him and actually sits down. I had no choice so I sat down too. He looked a little surprised to see us, but just kept working.
"Whatcha doing?" Lavander asked.
"Homework." Okay, so he wasn't very communitive. Lavander glanced down. "Is that Charms?"
"No. Herbology," he replied.
"Hmm, shows you how smart she is," I joked.
"Okay, well, see you later," Lavander said. And we left.
She never really talked about it again, though I thought it was a bit odd. But the more I saw him sitting there all alone, the more it reminded me of my own loneliness that I feel sometimes. So I took a deep breath and went over to him. For real.
I guess Mike's not exactly smart. Okay, so not at all. Worse than Neville even. And for some reason, I helped him with his Herbology homework. We didn't say much, but I felt good helping him.
So I don't know what to make of that. Anyway, it's almost midnight. Almost a new year. Hmm, let's try and make this one better than the last one. Ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five, four, three, two one...
Happy New Year!!
Love,
Ginny
************************************************************************
January 3
Dear Diary,
I found out what was up with George. As it turns out... he's gay. He told me quietly, today, and then left me to think.
I guess it's a bit of a shock, but I'm going to try and be accepting. I mean, their friend Lee is gay, and I can handle him. It's weird, because George just isn't different from how he used to be. He's still the same. He's still my brother.
I don't know what the big deal is about gay people, really. All I know is it's really hard for them and they get made fun of for something they can't control.
Fred was upset. He couldn't believe that his twin was gay, so he stopped speaking to him. Finally he realized that it was something George couldn't control. So now he's going to deal with it. I don't know whether Fred is ashamed that George is gay, or that Fred is afraid people will think he's gay because George is. I tend to think it's the latter.
Although Fred and George are best friends and twins, they are different people. True, they're both pranksters and they're fun, but they are different people. I know they've always had a hard time dealing with that. People would say, "Fred or George," and wouldn't bother to tell which is which.
I've always been able to tell them apart. I guess that's what comes from living with them!
Anyway, classes start again tomorrow. I don't want to go back to classes!
Love,
Ginny
************************************************************************
A/N: Sorry it took awhile for the update, the internet on my computer wasn't working. Anyway, please review!