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Hello llamas! How are you? I just saw the funniest film (For about the millionth time…) "The Emperors New Groove" in case you're wondering… Oh gosh, I've never laughed that hard in my life. Each time my friends and I watch it we almost wet ourselves laughing… Kronk… oh my gosh, I'm in love with that guy, and Kuzco. Whoever came up with these characters is my hero. Anyway, I know I said I wasn't going to update soon, but I had some free time so I decided to write. But really, there will be no more updates till next weekend after this (maybe even later cos' I have a long tournament for football coming up and my coach is making us work harder then usual. Damn, I hate pushups…) so enjoy it while it lasts! Yay. Oh. My. God. You guys are TOO sweet to me. I've been getting the nicest reviews, and I'm seriously blushing. Flattery won't get you everywhere, but it seems to have gotten you this chappie, so sit back, grab a pop, eat some apples or something, and enjoy.

PS: Thank yous at the end, as always ;-)

PPS: Today we had a football game and I made my first goal of the season!! I was playing half back (mid fielder)!! Wippeee… Sorry, just couldn't resist adding that. We totally whipped the other teams asses, 7-2 wippeee… Ah, ok enough bragging :-p

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September 24th, 2000

Dear Diary,

Oh. My. God. You will NEVER believe what happened. Muffin and Schnookums ELOPED! Yes, that is correct. Hermione Granger is now HERMIONE WEASLEY! Isn't that such smashing news? I couldn't be happier! I now have a sister, sort of.

Too soon you say? Well yes, their courtship was rather short, but when you've been secretly in love as long as they have, you have to make up for lost time. This news pleased just about everyone (Fred and George in particular, though I think that is because they had something to do with it…) except… dun dun dunnnnn, Mum. Figures, though. I mean, this is honestly not what she thought the first Weasley wedding would happen. The moment she heard immediately apparated over here to see me. She sat there for HOURS sobbing on my shoulder saying things like, "Oh dear lord, what is the world coming too!! All of my babies are leaving home, and then they go and do foolish things. Why do none of my children love me? Haven't I taught you babies well? I'm such a terrible mother," boo hoo hoo hoo… Sorry, couldn't help adding that. I mean, honestly Mum, we're not living in the 1800's anymore. This IS the millennium, and well, times change.

I just realized something! Hermione is, of course, going to want to move in with Ron, which means…. I HAVE NO ROOMATE NOW! Which, in turn means I can no longer be independent. Oh dear… Mum will be so pleased that one of her children had to admit defeat and come back to the Burrow. But fates, why me?

Worrying (once again),

~Just Ginny

September 27th, 2000

Dear Diary,

PREDICAMENT SOLVED! Well, it was rather brilliant how I, or rather, Harry solved it. Shall I tell you what happened? I shall indeed…

Well I was sitting there, or rather, pacing, and fretting my red little head off when Harry pops over. Of course his natural intuition tells him I'm worried… I swear that boy has intuition better then a woman's! Anyway, he asks me what's up, and I explain it all to him. I mean, after tasting freedom there is no way I can go back to the Burrow. It'd be like having broccoli after eating chocolate. Not the best analogy, but still…

So then he comes up with a slightly scary, but brilliant plan. He'll move in with me. Wow, that sounds completely weird, and if it weren't for the fact that I was totally in love with him, I'd opt for the Burrow. It's really strange thinking that we'll be living together. Don't get me wrong, it's a pleasant sort weird, but strange nonetheless… Of course, this set Ron to a boiling point again, but then he realized that if we went through with this plan he could have Hermione with him whenever he wanted. That soothed his rumpled feathers… I really don't know what's gotten in to Ron of late. I mean, first he's ok with Harry and I sleeping together (not the S word, but you know…) and now he's ok with him living here, AND he eloped with a girl for god's sake! This is most unnatural… I suppose it has something to do with the googly expression he gets whenever gazing at Hermione. Those two… I swear… sheesh.

Anyway, Hermione will be moving to Ron and Hermione's flat and Harry will be coming here to the loft. Funny how it works that Harry and I get the smaller space when in fact Schnookums and Muffin are the ones actually sharing a bedroom… Oh well…

Well, I'm off to Harry's flat… The boys need a little help moving… Perhaps Herm and I should go get smashed just to teach them a lesson…

Just Kidding,

~Gin (as in Weasley, not alcohol!)

September 30th, 2000

Dear Diary,

Hermione says I write in you too much and talk to my friends to little. That is a little unfair of her, for I know full and well that she keeps a diary also. What is it about Hermione that she ALWAYS has to analyze people? I swear, first she says I'm "insecure" and "self-conscious" now she says I don't talk to people enough!? Eh gads it's infuriating. True I don't really tell people secrets for fear they'll disperse them elsewhere, but that is only normal, right? And secondly, just because I don't flatter myself and am honest about my ugliness does not make me self-conscious! Most people would be proud to be as honest as I am, I mean, not everyone can openly admit they're gangly and have no breasts… It's a gift I tell you.

Besides, it's not like I write in you EVERY day dear diary… She's just jealous that she doesn't know my secrets but you do…

Oh dear god. I just realized something, I tell more things to a piece of paper then I do to the people I love!!! That is so very pathetic. Now I'm depressed. Why does miss booky have to always be so damn right. I am not self conscious or insecure however! No sir…. Ugh…

I need some ice cream,

~Woeful Weasley

PS: If my metabolism doesn't stay this fast, I am going to die of ice cream overload…

October 3rd, 2000

Dear Diary,

It's sort of strangely funny but the sexual tension going on around here is killing me. I never thought I'd say that. (Well after the "talk" Hermione gave me, can you really blame me?) Anyway, I swear it's killing me! I mean, sometimes I get the urge to just pounce on Harry and thoroughly ravish him. That's a little frightening, and I'm sure Harry would agree with me on this one. He seems to be the one who isn't letting it get to him. I mean, he's always the one to stop in the middle of a perfectly good snogging session just so we don't go overboard. Oh bother, I never thought I'd see the day when a boy was the one to keep a cool head. Something must be wrong with his little "friend" if you get my gist… Either that or I'm totally unattractive.

I think it's the latter.

Anyway, so I've been wallowing in self-pity all day, eating ice cream, reading romance novels, because Harry won't touch me. Yep, he says, "I don't want things to go too fast," so I am completely deprived of bed time kisses or gropes or anything of the like because Harry wants to "take things slow." I cannot believe I, THE FEMALE OF THE RELATIONSHIP, am the one who's showing signs of testosterone! Seriously!! Aren't boys like randy all the time? Isn't it supposed to be the opposite way around? If Harry doesn't kiss me soon I think I might die. Wow… now I just sound desperate…

Desperately yours,

(Once again) ~Randy Red ß (only this time it's horribly true!!)

October 9th, 2000

Dear Diary,

Oh. My. God. I am SUCH a scarlet woman! I cannot believe myself. Ok, let me explain…

So about two days ago I was getting REALLY frustrated because Harry would barely give me a peck on the cheek before leaving to go god knows where. So, I devised a plan. A very WANTON and cheeky plan. Oh dear I cannot even believe myself! I never knew I had it in me. Anyway, Harry came home last night after trying out for some teams, (it's funny how early quidditch tryouts are, the season doesn't even end till May, and then there's the world series in the middle of July…) Anyway… Harry comes home but I'm already putting stage one of the plan in to action. So I walk out of the bathroom, where I had taken refuge to "prepare", and I am clad only in a towel, a very short towel. Needless to say, he drops his broomstick in surprise. Oh the cuteness of it all, though, I mean, he WAS blushing in the most dashing way, I could hardly contain my thoughts wondering just how far down that blush went.

Oh I am such a scarlet woman! Look at me, writing down all these… these… uninhibited thoughts! (That being the proper way of putting it…) Anyway, one broomstick went down, while the other went up. Oh yes, his training trousers are not made of very thick material… Oh dear, this is so embarrassing to write! I mean, it's not like we actually did the S word, but still… we came pretty close… and that's saying something seeing as he's been trying to "contain himself" for the last week or so.

Anyway, I guess all those bottled up hormones can really get to you when you see a scantily clad woman, cos' I wasn't the one doing the pouncing. The poor bloke practically ravished me on the spot. Stupid bugger wouldn't get the idea though; a few minutes into it he pulled away again. Damn him, I was really starting to enjoy that… Oh well, I'm sure it's bound to happen sooner or later… I'm not sure which I prefer, seeing as the thought still mildly frightens me…

Frightened, yet randy,

~Dandy "as always" Gin

October 14th, 2000

Dear Diary,

Sorry I haven't written in awhile. Wait a second, why am I apologizing to a book?? Never mind… anyway, I am going to update you on progress on "OPERATION SEDUCTION." So far things on the home front are good. It's getting a little heated in the battlefield however, but I think the fairer sex will prove victorious. The enemy, or rather, the target is steadily putting down its advances. It won't be long until the line is breeched, and the white flag of surrender is put up. When the enemy/target saw my "uniform" the other day a rather different sort of gun went up and almost went off with a bang, if you get my gist. I've decided to pull in the big guns now, (well they're rather small in my case, but the should work fine…) and give the enemy a real show of all my firepower. I must report in to General Granger, er… Weasley now. Will update soon.

Off to war,

~Pvt. Red Weasley

October 17th, 2000

Dear Diary,

Update from the trenches:

Fairer sex is victorious STOP The war has ended STOP Big (err, small?) guns worked STOP Enemy is way laid, and believe me I mean WAY laid STOP Back to the trenches STOP Enemy needs help… "Recuperating" STOP

Telegraphed from Bedroom Central Station courtesy of:

~Lt. (I got a promotion) Red Weasley

October 18th, 2000

Dear Diary,

I never thought I'd say this, but maybe Hermione was right about a thing or two…

~Ginny

October 23rd, 2000

Dear Diary,

I know, I sort of left you hanging there… So I suppose you're wondering, "DETAILS?!" Well, those are strictly private. Hmph. Ok, I'll spew a little bit, after all, you're only paper – and I can always just burn you later on. Anyway, I decided to use the classic "cleavage" trick on my dear unsuspecting target – Harry. Of course, he wasn't really expecting me to walk around in a sports bra and gym shorts now was he? I mean, even that is not TOO revealing, right? Well I guess when you've been a bundle of pent up testosterone for a few weeks then you'd pounce on the first topless woman you came across also. Anyway… after some heated snogging, which I might add, I did NOT let him get out of, we made our way towards the… dun dun dunnnnnnn… bedroom if you please. Oh that is right dear diary, the bedroom. Think I'm a scarlet woman after all? I most definetly am.

Anyway, when I said way laid, I meant way laid! As in, he was seriously laid. Get the gist now diary? Do I have to spell it out? Fine…. I'M NOT A VIRGIN ANYMORE! Eeep, that sounds so naughty and… improper… now that I say it, or rather, write it. Eeep! But let me tell you this dearest diary, I don't think I'll be needing ice cream for a very long time, possibly never again. I shouldn't say that though, I'd end up jinxing myself. Anyway, I'm off to find my lovey dovey! I think he's still a little upset about losing the battle of the sexes and might need some… "comforting"…

Off to "comfort" the one she loves,

~Red the "Scarlet Woman" Weasley

October 26th, 2000

Dear Diary,

I had the MOST embarrassing conversation with Hermione yesterday. She practically dragged the happenings of the "trenches" out of me. It was SO embarrassing to talk about. Not that I didn't enjoy it or anything, it's just, talking about the S word is weird, especially to your sister in law. I don't know why she needed details (perhaps she's a randy perv behind her prim exterior,) but she forced me to tell her how it happened. I am never, ever confiding in her again. I prefer paper ten to one.

Maybe it wasn't so embarrassing… I don't know rightly. I just, it just, grr, feels like it should be something private and special between just Harry and I. Oh dear god! I just realized that he's probably telling all his friends about how he got laid! Oh. My. God. How could he do that to me?!?!?! I trusted him! I let him deflower me! I, ooh that boy is going to pay!!

Deflowerdly yours,

~Angry

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Hey folks. So they did the deed, eh? Yah I'm not going to get into intimate details cos' I don't do smut and this is a PG-13 ficcy… so yah. Anyway, how'd you like it? I realize this chappie was a little shorter, sorry… but I wanted to leave it hanging where it was, and I thought a bunch of pointless in between entries would just be sort of boring. Anyway, here are some thank yous : - ) ….

GinnyPotter4 – Hey darlin! Thanks for the lovely reviews (plural) it means a lot to me to see you liked it enough to review more then once ;) Wowies, your reviews are so nice, I think I might blush – oh wait, I already am!

LooneyLover – Thanks for the kind review! Did I really do an accurate portrayal of Ginny? I hope I did ok… thanks :-D

LstCharmed1 – Hey! Thanks for loving it, I updated, wippeee! I hope you'll continue to read it :-D Yah, Ron and Hermione forever also!! :-D

Suky – Hey! I've updated, wippeee, ;) anywho, thanks for the kind review, and don't worry, I love short reviews too!

Aerogirl401 – thanks! I love writing in diary format… it's so much easier, laid back and fun to do… Anyway, I've updated so yay for me, and yay for you for reading!!

DemonAngi – Wow, I simply LOVE all your reviews. You make me blush I swear… Oh dear, I'm reading your reviews right now as I'm posting these "thankee" notes and wow, you're too kind!! Yah, it's SO hard to come up with unique/different names for the signatures each time. That is seriously the toughest part about this whole ficcy…

EllaWeasley – Wowers, you think it's worth reading? I feel so loved. My reviewers are simply too kind. Thanks for reading and I hope you liked the update…

Hotaru420 – thanks for another great review!! :-D I really appreciate it… wippeee

So duckies, I'm sorry for all the sexual innuendo – it was too good an opportunity to pass! I swear though, this ficcy is not going to be based around their sex lives!! Anyway… hope you guys like it my llamas, and keep reading! Also… I just put out some LOTR fan fics – for those of you interested, check em out. One is in the Legolas/All characters, G, general section. The other is in the Faramir/Eowyn, PG, Romance section. They're really short so if you wanna check those out, they won't take long to read. Ok, I promise a bigger chappie next time. Love you my llamas/duckies!

~Jill

PS: To my fan Elisa (Wow, I have a fan…) it was so fun talking to you! Catch you around sometime!

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