Dear Diary, July 19
Well Diary, I just got back from shopping with mum. You will never guess whom I saw! I was walking down the street, looking for a present to buy Harry, when I was knocked to the ground.
Before I knew it, a pale hand was reaching down to help me up. I looked up to see who it was and when I did, I pushed it away. There was no way that I was going to accept any help from Draco Malfoy.
I thought that he would have left me alone and left when I told him I didn't need his help. But he didn't, he just stood there like an idiot and then he followed me into the Quidditch shop. If that weren't annoying enough, he still wouldn't leave me alone.
When I finally found what I wanted to get Harry, I went up to the cahier to pay for it and Malfoy pushed me out of the way and gave the man money.
I was so pissed off that he did that! Couldn't he see that I can take care of myself and that I don't need his help? I shoved the money that it the book had cost into his hand and ran out to the street, hoping to get away from him.
Unfortunately he came out after me and tried to give me the money back, but I refused it again. By now I was really getting mad and shouted something at him like, "I don't need your money Malfoy, I can take care of myself!"
I only realized it later, but he had secretly slipped the money back into my shopping bag.
After I was through arguing with Malfoy. I went off to find out which store my mum had ended up at. I found her outside a store called Decorations Delight. She had five bags and looked like she was about to drop every thing. I rushed over to help her and caught one of the packages right before it plummeted to the ground.
She told me that she had been waiting for me and wanted to know where I had been. I told her whom I had met on the streets and she got upset. She started rambling on about how I needed to stay away from that boy and that he was nothing but trouble.
Meanwhile, I had been hoping to catch another glance at the cute blonde, but I had no such luck. I wish now that I hadn't of been so rude to him. He is the one that I fancy, but I just couldn't bring myself to either tell him or even act like it. If he ever knew that I liked him. . . it would cause a lot of shit that I don't want to even think about.
I really do hope that no one ever reads this. I don't want to cause any problems in my family. We are already in enough trouble with money and mum and dad have to worry about that. If they were to find out who I had a secret crush on. . . I think that it would crush them.
Mum was searching for the decorations that she wanted to hang around the house, but I wasn't really paying attention to her. She had to ask me twice about the color of the decorations, before I even acknowledged that she was even talking to me. I told her that I liked the emerald ones that matched his eyes. She took them up to the front to pay for them and we were on our way.
When we got back home the three were still out wherever it is that they always go. So I helped mom stash the decorations in the attic and came back up here to write in my diary. I think that I had better go I think that I hear my brothers coming up here and you know that I don't want them reading what I have written so bye for now.
~**~Outside of Ginny's Room~**~
"Do you really think that we should be doing this Fred?" George asked, tip toeing down the hall.
"What can it possibly hurt? I mean she has been writing in that stupid thing for a while now. Maybe it will give us some clue so that we can help her out. She has seemed so depressed lately. And maybe if we read it, we will find out what the hell is bothering her," Fred said, reaching his younger sisters door.
"Remember, you distract her and I will grab the diary," George whispered.
"You don't even know where her diary is!" Fred said back.
"That is why you are going to be distracting her!"
~**~Inside Ginny's Room~**~
Ginny was just tucking her diary safely under her bed when her twin brothers busted into the room.
"What are you doing in here? You know that you could at least knock!" she yelled at her two brothers, who were too busy looking around her room.
"What is it that you want?" she asked them.
"Oh nothing, we just came in here to say hello. That is all," Fred told her.
"Since when do the two of you come in here to check on me?" she asked suspiciously.
"Well you ARE our sister. It is our duty to make sure that you are ok," George replied, looking at the end of the bed where the mattress looked like it had been pulled up. He nodded towards Fred and ran to the end of the bed and lifted up the end.
"What the fuck do you think that you are doing?" Ginny yelled, trying to free herself from the death hold that Fred had on her.
"Nothing, nothing, we are just simply seeing if some of our jokes were in here. You know how we are. We leave our stuff lying in everyone's room," he turned back to the mattress where the small black journal was lying.
"I thought that you learned your lesson the first time that you wrote in a diary?" George asked.
"There is nothing wrong with it, I can promise you that," she said, still trying to get away from Fred, who only tightened his already tight grip on her.
"You can never be 100 percent sure though. I think that we need to hold on to this just to make sure," George said, starting towards the door.
"NO!" Ginny yelled. "You can't read that!"
"Aww. . . hey Fred, maybe we will find out who our little sister has a crush on and then we can beat him up so that he will never think to come near her."
"You two shut up and give me my diary back NOW!"
"Nah. I think that we will hold onto this for a little while. Let's go Fred," George said, motioning to Fred for him to let her go.
The two made their way out of the room with Ginny following closely behind, trying to steal her diary back from George, who wouldn't let it go if his life depended on it.
~**~**~ I thought that I would be nice and post two chapters since they kind of go together. I hope that you like them. Please leave me a review and tell me what you think.
Well Diary, I just got back from shopping with mum. You will never guess whom I saw! I was walking down the street, looking for a present to buy Harry, when I was knocked to the ground.
Before I knew it, a pale hand was reaching down to help me up. I looked up to see who it was and when I did, I pushed it away. There was no way that I was going to accept any help from Draco Malfoy.
I thought that he would have left me alone and left when I told him I didn't need his help. But he didn't, he just stood there like an idiot and then he followed me into the Quidditch shop. If that weren't annoying enough, he still wouldn't leave me alone.
When I finally found what I wanted to get Harry, I went up to the cahier to pay for it and Malfoy pushed me out of the way and gave the man money.
I was so pissed off that he did that! Couldn't he see that I can take care of myself and that I don't need his help? I shoved the money that it the book had cost into his hand and ran out to the street, hoping to get away from him.
Unfortunately he came out after me and tried to give me the money back, but I refused it again. By now I was really getting mad and shouted something at him like, "I don't need your money Malfoy, I can take care of myself!"
I only realized it later, but he had secretly slipped the money back into my shopping bag.
After I was through arguing with Malfoy. I went off to find out which store my mum had ended up at. I found her outside a store called Decorations Delight. She had five bags and looked like she was about to drop every thing. I rushed over to help her and caught one of the packages right before it plummeted to the ground.
She told me that she had been waiting for me and wanted to know where I had been. I told her whom I had met on the streets and she got upset. She started rambling on about how I needed to stay away from that boy and that he was nothing but trouble.
Meanwhile, I had been hoping to catch another glance at the cute blonde, but I had no such luck. I wish now that I hadn't of been so rude to him. He is the one that I fancy, but I just couldn't bring myself to either tell him or even act like it. If he ever knew that I liked him. . . it would cause a lot of shit that I don't want to even think about.
I really do hope that no one ever reads this. I don't want to cause any problems in my family. We are already in enough trouble with money and mum and dad have to worry about that. If they were to find out who I had a secret crush on. . . I think that it would crush them.
Mum was searching for the decorations that she wanted to hang around the house, but I wasn't really paying attention to her. She had to ask me twice about the color of the decorations, before I even acknowledged that she was even talking to me. I told her that I liked the emerald ones that matched his eyes. She took them up to the front to pay for them and we were on our way.
When we got back home the three were still out wherever it is that they always go. So I helped mom stash the decorations in the attic and came back up here to write in my diary. I think that I had better go I think that I hear my brothers coming up here and you know that I don't want them reading what I have written so bye for now.
~**~Outside of Ginny's Room~**~
"Do you really think that we should be doing this Fred?" George asked, tip toeing down the hall.
"What can it possibly hurt? I mean she has been writing in that stupid thing for a while now. Maybe it will give us some clue so that we can help her out. She has seemed so depressed lately. And maybe if we read it, we will find out what the hell is bothering her," Fred said, reaching his younger sisters door.
"Remember, you distract her and I will grab the diary," George whispered.
"You don't even know where her diary is!" Fred said back.
"That is why you are going to be distracting her!"
~**~Inside Ginny's Room~**~
Ginny was just tucking her diary safely under her bed when her twin brothers busted into the room.
"What are you doing in here? You know that you could at least knock!" she yelled at her two brothers, who were too busy looking around her room.
"What is it that you want?" she asked them.
"Oh nothing, we just came in here to say hello. That is all," Fred told her.
"Since when do the two of you come in here to check on me?" she asked suspiciously.
"Well you ARE our sister. It is our duty to make sure that you are ok," George replied, looking at the end of the bed where the mattress looked like it had been pulled up. He nodded towards Fred and ran to the end of the bed and lifted up the end.
"What the fuck do you think that you are doing?" Ginny yelled, trying to free herself from the death hold that Fred had on her.
"Nothing, nothing, we are just simply seeing if some of our jokes were in here. You know how we are. We leave our stuff lying in everyone's room," he turned back to the mattress where the small black journal was lying.
"I thought that you learned your lesson the first time that you wrote in a diary?" George asked.
"There is nothing wrong with it, I can promise you that," she said, still trying to get away from Fred, who only tightened his already tight grip on her.
"You can never be 100 percent sure though. I think that we need to hold on to this just to make sure," George said, starting towards the door.
"NO!" Ginny yelled. "You can't read that!"
"Aww. . . hey Fred, maybe we will find out who our little sister has a crush on and then we can beat him up so that he will never think to come near her."
"You two shut up and give me my diary back NOW!"
"Nah. I think that we will hold onto this for a little while. Let's go Fred," George said, motioning to Fred for him to let her go.
The two made their way out of the room with Ginny following closely behind, trying to steal her diary back from George, who wouldn't let it go if his life depended on it.
~**~**~ I thought that I would be nice and post two chapters since they kind of go together. I hope that you like them. Please leave me a review and tell me what you think.