Dear Diary, July 19

Well I finally got enough money so that I can buy Harry a decent gift. Whatever it is that I get him, he had better like it. The things that Fred and George tested on me. . . well let's just say that I'll never be the same again. I hope that they seriously reconsider some of those things before they try to sell them on the market.

Mum is planning on throwing a party for Harry and I got volunteered to help. I am just ~so~ glad that I got to decide if I wanted to help or not. But you know, it's not like anyone else around here is willing to help. Ron's excuse is that he has to make sure that Harry isn't around when we are setting everything up and decorating the place. At least Hermione was polite enough to offer her help. I think that the only reason that she offered to help is because she knows who she wants to be at the party and I might screw up the invitations, and I don't know half the people that are coming.

On the subject of Harry, he has been acting really strange around me lately. All through breakfast I felt someone's eyes on me and when I looked up I saw him staring at me. I am hoping that it was the cat that I felt rubbing up and down my legs, underneath the table, but I don't think that it was. The main reason being that we don't own a cat. I am hoping that it wasn't Harry, but who else could it be? I mean, my brothers are NOT going to do that. When I felt his foot again, I looked up and he flashed me his gorgeous smile. I smiled back on instinct, but at the same time I wanted to barf. I couldn't believe that he was doing ~that~ to me while my whole family was sitting there! Harry has been like that though lately. He doesn't seem to care who is in the room. Every time we pass each other around the house, he always seems to rub against me in some form or fashion.

What really irks me is that more times than not, Ron is in the room and yet Harry still does it. Every time that Harry is near me, I can see Ron just sitting there, staring at what Harry is doing, and he does nothing to stop it. I thought that Ron was a better brother than that. He has always talked about how no guy was ever going to be allowed near me, or else he was going to hurt him. I have noticed though, Harry usually stays away from me when Fred and George are in the room. I think that he knows their threats of hurting anyone who even touches their sister, are true.

Mum and I are going to Diagon Alley here in a little while so I had better that think more about what I am going to get him. We have to go and get the decorations while Harry is out of the house, otherwise he might suspect that something is up. So Ron and Hermione are going to stay here while mum and I go shopping.

I felt a twinge of jealousy when I found out that we would be throwing Harry a party. I didn't have a party when it was my birthday. Why should Harry? I really makes me mad that he gets one and he isn't even a part of the family, and yet he still gets a huge party where all of his friends are invited.

Well I think that I had better go, mum and I are about to leave for Diagon Alley.

~**~ In Diagon Alley ~**~

Ginny was walking around on the streets, window-shopping when she ran into none other than Draco Malfoy and fell to the ground.

"Watch where you're going next time, Weasel," he yelled at her. He started to walk off, but then changed his mind and turned around to help her up.

When he offered his hand, she refused it and got up on her own. "What is your problem?" he asked. "I was just trying to help."

"Yeah right. Like I am going to trust you after you have spent all these years making fun of my family. Thanks, but no thanks. I can help myself," Ginny said and then walked off, leaving a dumbstruck Malfoy staring after her.

Ginny continued walking, looking at the different items in the windows, but still she found nothing that she could get for Harry.

She was staring at the Quidditch gear when she heard that oh-so-familiar voice behind her.

"Not admiring things that you could never afford, now are you?" he asked.

"Why can't you just leave me the fuck alone! What have I done to you that makes you pick on me. Just because you and my brother are nemeses doesn't give you the right to take it out on me." Draco was shocked at the foul language that the youngest Weasley was using.

Ginny stepped into the Quidditch shop, hoping that Draco would get the hint and leave her alone.

Obviously Draco didn't get that memo because he followed her inside.

Ginny was shopping around when Malfoy came up behind her and asked her why she kept walking away from him when he was trying talk to her.

"Can't you get it through your head that I want you to leave me alone!" she yelled, causing other customers in the store to turn their heads.

"Why don't you make me," he asked her.

"Why can't you either shut up and leave me alone, or be civil to me just ONCE?!" she asked him, starting to walk off again.

He followed her yet again and told her, "I am more civilized that you will EVER be Weasley. So if I were you I would watch what I said. So why are you hear anyway?" Draco asked Ginny, who was still browsing through the store.

"I am trying to find Harry a gift, if that is alright with you," Ginny replied, looking at some of the books on how to magically take care of your broom and Quidditch gear.

"Aww, poor Ginny can't find her boyfriend the perfect gift within her price range. Here would you like some money? Just so that you don't embarrass yourself?" Draco asked, pulling out a handful of galleons.

"No thank you. I have enough money of my own to buy whatever I want," Ginny picked up the book and walked up to the cash register to pay for it.

When the cashier rang up the total price of the book, Draco moved her out of the way and paid for it. The cashier gave him an odd look but said nothing; he knew better than to question anything that Luscious Malfoy's family did. He accepted the money and returned the change.

Draco took the package from the man and handed it to Ginny. She in return snatched it from him and shoved the handful of hard-earned galleons into his hand. Draco tried to give her the money back but she refused it.

Malfoy, I can take care of myself. I don't need your donations!" Ginny said, storming out of the store.

Draco caught up with her and tried yet again to shove the money back into her hand. "I think that you should just take this back. I think that we can both agree you could use it. Maybe you can buy some nice ~new~ robes," Draco said before he shoved the galleons into her bag and disappeared into the crowd.

Ginny turned around, no longer able to see Draco in the crowd, and looked for her mother who was shopping for the decorations. She saw her mom at the end of the alleyway and ran to greet her.

"Where have you been?" Mrs. Wesley asked her.

~**~**~**~**~ I decided to take both Anonymous's (I wish that you would have left your name so that I can actually thank you!) idea with there being actual scenes and Slytherin Kitten's idea for meeting in Diagon Alley while shopping! Thanks to everyone else who has reviewed! The next chapter we will find out what Ginny thought about the whole encounter with Malfoy. Is he the one that she fancies or is there some other mystery boy??!!