Krystynnia

September 9th

5:52 PM

Here's what happened after my singing debut:

"Oh, do I have to sing again?" I was glad I had made it through a song, but I didn't want to disappoint anybody. "Well, here's a song called "Gotta Get You" that I wrote with my cousin when I was thirteen." I took a deep breath in and I began, "I gotta, gotta, gotta, get you! You drive me crazy, you're always on my mind. I'm thinking of you, and taking about you all the time. La la la la la, I gotta get you! When will you notice me? I gotta get you, when will I make you see?" I looked at Ginny and George and smiled. After that, everything else was a blur. The clapping and screaming brought me back down to earth after that song. "Do sing for us again, Krystynnia," Molly said sweetly. I nervously nodded and grinned.

"How long have you been playing instruments?" George asked incredulously. "Well, let's see," I began. "I started piano when I was six, I started playing clarinet when I was eleven, I took up bass clarinet when I was twelve, and drums when I was thirteen. I started writing songs when I was nine, but I did write a silly little rhyme when I was seven called, "Rubber Ducky". Everyone laughed kindly. Tonight has been pretty fun for someone who was shaking in her boots (tennis shoes, actually) when this night started.

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Molly Weasley

September 9th

6:17 PM

Krystynnia just had a brilliant idea. Really, she's full of them. She volunteered to fix picnic baskets, or picnic dinners, for two people each. So that's five baskets, each with four sandwiches (Krystynnia says if she's always hungry, you know the boys are too), two flasks, two slices of pie, and some candy. She's like the daughter I never had. And yes, I've learned how to spell her name now. I heard Fred tell her she was a true Weasley now. So I guess her full name is (and I mean FULL NAME) Krystynnia Merritt December Cartier Flourierette Weasley. Fred even said he was proud to have a talented sister, and I'm hoping that was not meant to offend Ginny. I really need to go help Krystynnia make the picnic baskets and find some cute tablecloths to put on the lawn.

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Krystynnia

September 9th

6:30

I'm having a great time. Molly told me that this whole thing was George's idea and that she thinks he fancies me. I thought that was bloody wicked (ickle Ron, his slang rubs off on me faster than anyone's) , but I kept that to myself. We finished the baskets and I must go back outside, but I'll write everything exactly as it happens. Toodles!

I raced down the stairs and I saw this greenish thing flying at me. I discovered that it was a plant and thought it was Fred, picking on his "sister". I realized that it was following me, apparently there was some type of spell on it. I walked over to George, halfway because I wanted to distract the plant, and halfway since I kind of fancy him. I approached him and he was gawking at me in a puzzled way. Here was our conversation:

Krystyn: Is there a plant following me?

George: Not just any plant... Do you know how to get rid of it?

Krystyn: Shakes head cluelessly

George: You don't know what it is, do you?

Krystyn: Looks at plant and gasps, realizing it's mistletoe. Oh my stars and garters! Isn't that?

George: Yep! Afraid so. Mistletoe. And it won't let either of us go until we....

And I cut him off by well, kissing him. Like you didn't know....

After the initial, not to mention forced kiss, I kissed him again. I felt someone tap me on the shoulder. I spun around and glared at them. It was Ginny. "oh, sorry, Gin!" I blushed and apologized. "I saw..." sge said. "Yeah, well, I'm gonna kill whoever set that thing on me. But I couldn't have picked a better guy to suffer with." I looked up admiringly at George, whose hair matched his face. "I'll bet it was Fred," I said, accusingly, and went to go beat him up. After Ginny and I attacked Fred, she confessed, "It was me, Krystynnia. I was just tired of seeing you both so obviously fancying each other and not doing anything.".

I think I'll go explain to Freddy why I attacked him. And by the way, I'm not mad at Ginny. Actually, I should worship her now. Why, you ask? Well, after the plant ordeal, he asked me to be his girlfriend and I said YES!