A/N: We would like to give credit to Spordelia Chase for the wooden spoon joke two chapters ago.
Disclaimer: We no own. You no sue.
September 1, Fifth Year
On a usual basis on the train ride to Hogwarts I would be out looking for a compartment that I could have alone. Unfortunately this was not a usual basis.
In one of the letters Draco wrote me over the summer he told me I should sit with Ginny for at least part of the ride. So I had to, to create the illusion that we were dating.
It was too bad that no one told Ginny that I was coming. Because, when I went into the compartment, Colin was there.
"Hey, Jeremy," she said as soon as she noticed me.
"Hey," I said quietly, not sure how this was going to go.
Colin got up to leave. I almost cheered, but Ginny said," Where are you going? You can stay here."
"Oh," he said, and took a seat. I hadn't heard him speak since my third year. That was two years ago.
"Colin, this is Jeremy, my boyfriend. And, Jeremy, this is Colin," she told me cheerfully. She's so beautiful.
"We've met," he said, rather bitterly.
"Really, how?" I asked. Colin shot me a look and a shut up with my sarcasm. I had been practicing it, but I decided this was not the place or time. "Just kidding." I said figuring that Ginny may not know that I was trying out sarcasm. I quickly made up and excuse. "We're in the same class, got detention together."
Conversation was slow after that. Ginny obviously sensed the tension. But soon we were all talking about our summers. I dived into a story about some funny thing Liz did this summer that had them laughing.
"I didn't know you had a sister," Ginny said recovering from the laughter.
"Well, I don't really talk about her much at school." I said hoping she would understand at that.
"Why not?" she asked again, not realizing the answer.
Of course the reason was that we didn't know if Liz was magical of not. I shot a look at Colin. Of course I could say it in front of him, he already knew. But still, it wasn't just for me anymore. I was lying for my life! Yes, Journal, I know you are getting tired of that phrase, but its true!
"Doesn't know if she's magical or not," Colin said for me. Damn, I never knew he was that smart.
I remember the look of apprehension on Ginny's face just then. Suddenly, everything came into place in her mind. "You know," she said, simply.
"Of course I know. I was his best friend for ten years."
Well, if I had a chance with Ginny before, I certainly don't now. Colin then proceeded to tell her all about the sorting, and what I said about him. He actually dug you out of my bag and showed her the first couple of chapters!
"I had no idea you kept a diary, Jeremy." I could tell she would be laughing if she wasn't so upset that I had dumped my friend for no apparent reason at all. I hate Colin.
"It's a journal," I told her through gritted teeth. At least they stopped before they got to the parts that I DO NOT want Ginny to read. That would have been embarrassing.
So, after the journal torturing was over, we started to fight.
"You just dumped him for no reason at all, then?"
"Hey! I've matured since then! I know it was wrong! Don't you think I would take it back if I could?"
"I don't know what to think! Would you dump me if you thought that I would get in the way of your ambition?" She raised an eyebrow. She is so cute!
I gave her my "What the hell?" look. We have been practicing our looks lately so we can express what we feel without revealing anything. The "What the hell?" look consists of me closing my eyes, raising my shoulders. and shaking my head. It kinda told her "We're not going out!" But I didn't actually say that.
"You know what I mean!" she yelled back at me.
"Know what? I don't have to listen to this! I'm sick of this whole thing, Ginny! I want out!" I said it. It felt great. Unfortunately, she threw a book at my head. I hate Ginny. Wait...
My eyes turned to Colin who was looking very confused. Whatever.
I had to make a quick exit, but on the way out, I discovered that three nosy people, sometimes called "The Dream Team," had been eavesdropping. I tried to ignore them, but Ron smacked me in the upside the head. I hate Ron.
So where did I go? Why, to Draco, of course. In retrospect, that was probably a bad idea. You see, once I told him what I said, he picked up my copy of Hogwarts: A History (about 5,000 pages long), and brought it down angrily upon my head. I hate Draco.
So, that's where I am. With a very sore head, and a bunch of people mad at me and me hating everyone. I hate school.
A/N: Poor Jeremy. ONLY EIGHT AND A HALF MORE HOURS! We're going at midnight to get he next book! We're so excited! Review and make us happier!