A/N:  Okay, it's finally here.  Are you guys happy now?

Disclaimer:  The below characters and places are the property of J.K. Rowling entirely.  However, the character Jeremy belongs to us.  No money is being made of this story.

HAHAHAHAHA!  We did a serious one!  You never saw that coming!

September 7, Fifth Year

After a few days of being angry at Ginny, Draco, Ron, and Colin, a plan was hatched.  Yes, another one of Draco's stupid plans.  You see, he was getting sick of not being able to be with Ginny, and since Greg was to much of a risk to bring into this, he wrote a script.

He presented it to me as I innocently was leaving my dorm room one day.

"Oy, Jeremy!" he yelled motioning me over to him.  I glared because we hadn't spoken since he hit me with Hogwarts: A History, but I walked over anyways.  I'm not one for really long fights.

"What do you want, Draco?"  Not an original, witty line, I know, but it got my resentment across.  He didn't answer my unoriginal line, however, he just shoved me through the portrait hole.  "Ow!" I yelled, not because I was hurt, but because I was not expecting to be pushed around like that.

"Shut up, and follow me."  Draco started storming down the hallways and I followed.  I guess I did it because I was just a passive person like that.

He pushed me into an empty classroom and closed the door and quickly placing a locking charm on it.

"Draco, what are we doing here?"  I pushed even more 'higher then thou' tone in my voice, something I don't think I used with him before.  He didn't answer me, just pulled me inside.

Ginny was sitting on a chair next to a desk looking bored.

"Sit," Draco ordered.  I glared briefly, but sat on a chair that was a safe distance from Ginny.  "Right, you two are going to have to get over this."

"The master of subtly," I commented.

"Hence," he spoke over my voice, "I wrote you two scripts."

"What?" Ginny exclaimed.

"Scripts," he said simply.  "So you two can get back together in public."

Yes, I did glare.  Scripts!  I still can't believe it!

Draco handed us each a "script."  It was several pages long with a bold title spanning the top saying "Jeremy and Ginny's Make Up Scene."

I flipped through it.  It suggested that Ginny be standing outside the Great Hall.  She would have to look busy with something, not just standing there.  I would come up to her from the Great Hall and say, "Ginny, we need to talk."

Ginny would then respond with.  "I'm listening."  She would fold her arms across her chest.  Draco commented that it couldn't be to easy.

"I am very sorry.  I was completely wrong and I realize this now.  Please forgive me."

"Oh, Jeremy!  I'm so sorry for being angry about a silly little thing like that!  Don't let me leave you like that again!"  The script then said that Ginny would fling her arms around my neck and kiss me.

"What?" I nearly shouted.

"Jeremy, you two have supposedly been dating for a year.  It's suspicious that you haven't kissed yet."  I felt like hitting Draco.

"Come on, Jerry.  It's no big deal."  First thing Ginny had said to me, since we fought, and she called me Jerry.  I hate that.

"Easy for you to say," I complained, though it was a bit encouraging to learn that Ginny didn't mind kissing me.  "When someone asks you who your first kiss was, you can say it was Draco.  What am I gonna say?  This girl who was only pretending to date me?"  I was glad I said that just because of the looks on their faces.  I was also a bit embarrassed.

"Er... oh."  Draco has such a way with words.

"Look, Jerry. (Is she gonna do that every time she talks to me now?)  Just pretend it doesn't count.  You can erase it from your memory.  You don't even have to write about it in your diary."

"You have a DIARY!"

"It's a journal!  And yes, I do write down my thoughts every once in a while.  Thank you for bringing that up, Ginny.  And stop laughing, Draco."

"Sorry," he said, but he was still snickering.  "Why don't you two just hug instead of kiss, then.  Why don't you go write about it into your diary."

So, resisting the urge to hit Draco, I decided to do exactly as he said.  I hate all of this.  It's so fucking annoying, you know.  I guess you wouldn't, would you?  You're just a book.  Just a stupid book.  I hate books.

A/N:  Next chapter's going to be fun!  We're going to do something very... well... odd.  We're taking you out of Jeremy's mind and putting you in someone else's diary.  Who is it?  Well, that is the question.  We'll be doing this twice in this story.  If you guess who both of them are, we'll put you in the story!  Happy guessing.