A/N: This is a very long chapter. It's nine pages long! It's so huge. I can't believe we actually wrote this much. Right, just so you know, there's only about six more chapters left. So, enjoy this while it's still out.
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May 31, Sixth Year
Journal, I feel terrible. I don't know why even. It wasn't my fault! But still, my life as I knew it is over.
You see, I go over to talk to Ginny during lunch like I always do. But, she had people surrounding her. This hasn't happened before, she usually keeps a seat open for me to sit while we talk. So, I crouch down beside her, next to Granger and say, "Hey."
Now, I don't find this word very offensive, so you can imagine how confused I was when she ignored me. "Ginny," I said, wondering if maybe she didn't here me.
"She is NOT talking to you, Pritchard," Granger said, her voice somewhat low.
"What?" What did I-"
"You know exactly what you did." She had the coldest voice. That was all I could get out of Granger, and Ginny still wouldn't talk. Eventually, I gave up.
I looked across the hall to see the head covered in blonde hair. His back was to me. I figured if Ginny wouldn't talk to me, Draco would. He'd explain what was going on. Fortunately for me, Draco was surrounded by empty seats. That didn't mean anything to me then, but now I think I must be stupid.
"Draco," I said taking a seat on his left. "What's going on, Ginny's not talking to me and Granger said-"
That's when he looked at me. This eyes had this...scary look. Like he was going to tear me to pieces right then. Like I had done some unspeakable evil thing. I also noticed that his right eye was covered in a purple bruise.
"Get away from me, Pritchard," he growled, standing up and starting to leave the Great Hall. I should have listened to him.
"No. Tell me what's going on. Did you two break up? Is someone getting suspicious? Tell me!" I shouted, standing in his way.
Then he hit me. Yeah, it hurt.. Not much else to say about it except now I have a bruise like him. Then he went away. Lucky for me, I wasn't alone long.
"Fifteen points from Slytherin, Mr. Pritchard," Professor McGoganal said before going back to her place at the table. Professor Snape, who had apparently been standing behind her, came up to me then.
"Though fighting is strictly against Hogwarts rules, not fighting isn't. Ten points to Slytherin for your self-control." Then he left as well.
I'm sure you can imagine my confusion at the moment. All of a sudden, my two friends hate me for no apparent reason. So, I immediately realize that I must go to the two people who always know what's going on.
Well, actually, they almost never know what's going on. But everyone knows more than me right now, so I decided to go to desperate measures. I went to find Greg and Vince.
"Hey, guys," I said trying to sound casual as I sat down next to them in the Common Room.
"Dude, er, go away," Vince managed to say.
"Why?" I asked though I had anticipated that reaction.
"Well, you see," Greg said taking of his glasses and putting his book down, "throughout the history of the human being, there has been a distinctive quantity of allegiance in every one of us. Frequently this takes consign during precarious situations and insignificant societal ones. The motivation for detesting you would be one of the latter, where Draco feels abhorrence towards you so, you see, we must follow suit. in order to remain steadfast to our companion."
Jeremy listened carefully, translating the larger words every now and then in his mind. "Yeah, I got the message that Draco hates me, but why?"
"'Cause you suck?" Vince tried, looking confused.
"Well, I don't know the precise rational, but I did see something that happened late the previous night that could outcome in his umbrage towards you."
"Well..." I prompted to no avail. "What is it?"
"Oh, well, we were going for a stroll down to the kitchens to acquire something to consume around eleven last night. We just curved into the corridor with the Transfiguration classroom when we perceived a distinct yell. Now, this particular roar came from one, Ronald Weasley who was standing, with his friend, Harry Potter, and looking into the previously mentioned classroom..."
*Flashback* (I don't feel like repeating what Greg said, so I'm going to just do it in flashback form, even though I wasn't there.)
Ron Weasley ran into the classroom and started to fight with Draco.
Ginny yelled at the two boys, "Stop it! Both of you!"
The fight led out of the classroom and into the corridor. Ginny tried to break them up. She then, turned to Potter and asked him urgently to stop them, but he just shook his head looking just as angry.
Draco managed a good punch at Weasley in the nose, and he was distracted by the likely pain for a moment.
Ginny ran to Draco. "Run back to the Common Room."
Draco shook his head. "I won't run from a fight."
"Go now, please, for me," she pleaded and he turned and ran.
Ginny the physically stopped Ron from going after by pushing him onto the ground. "Bastard!" she said to him.
"Well, Malfoy deserved it, didn't he?" Potter spoke up finally. "Getting Pritchard to pretend to date you se he could. It's not like either one of them actually care about you, is it?"
"Draco does," Ginny said firmly near tears.
"He's probably just using you to get to me,"
"Not everything revolves around you, Potter," she snapped. He looked taken aback by the use of his last name.
"And I suppose Pritchard cares about you too, does he?" he asked mockingly.
"As a matter of fact, he does."
"Whatever."
"How'd you find out any way?"
Harry paused for a moment as though lost in thought, and then, as if from sudden inspiration. "Pritchard told me."
"Your lying!" Ginny exclaimed.
"I'm not."
"Well, you can both go to hell!" Ginny screamed before running away.
*End flashback*
...I'm not positive what this has to do with Draco's abrupt loathe for you, however it may perhaps have to do with that."
"You think?" I said sarcastically.
"Quite often actually," Greg replied.
Crabbe, however looked confused, "Think?"
After that I left suddenly my mind clear in what was going on. Potter lied. Draco and Ginny think that I told him. And so now me best friend hates me. And the girl I love hates me.
I needed to find her.
I looked for about ten minutes before I finally did, and unfortunately she was surrounded by people again.
"Ginny," I said, breathless from running.
"Go away," she grumbled, not looking me in the eye.
"Wait, we need to talk. I didn't d-"
"She said, 'Go Away.'" said her friend firmly before putting her arm around Ginny and leading her away. All of the other girls followed suit, and soon I was alone again.
Slowly I began to walk down a corridor hoping to sort out my problem when an arm reached out of a closet and pulled me in.
Now, this was not the first time this had happened, so I was significantly less surprised then the last time. "Stella?" I asked somewhat sure it was her.
"Who else, Jeremy?" she asked. I felt her arm brush against mine sending an unfamiliar feeling through me.
"You called me Jeremy," I said surprised.
"So?"
"Nothing. What's this about?" I asked.
"You ruined everything!"
"What'd you hear?" I asked wearily suddenly becoming upset at everyone and everything. Now Stella hated me too.
"Just that you broke up with Ginny. Everyone knows about it."
"But not about the Draco thing?"
"No, why would they?" she asked. By then my eyes had adjusted to the dark and I could see her alright. Just enough to see a few bold features such as her dark brown hair, that seemed to suit her perfectly and her hazel eyes.
"Potter and the other Weasley found out."
"Damn it!"
"Yup."
"Well, why didn't they tell anyone?"
"Ginny must have come to her senses and convinced them not too."
"We're getting of topic, why the hell did you break up with her?"
"I didn't!"
She looked taken aback by this. "You didn't?" I shook my head. "Then why did she tell everyone that you did?"
"Potter told her that I told him about the Draco thing."
"Then, why didn't she tell everyone that she broke up with you?"
"Err...She's a girl?" I said drawing a blank.
There was a pause and then I heard from her. "Oh, if she broke up with you she wouldn't be hurt so other boys might start asking her out right away."
"Right, and this way, no one will ask her out for at least a week out of respect, giving them enough time to find a replacement," I said understanding. Girls know girls well. Glad she explained it to me.
She smiled. "You know, we make a pretty good team for figuring out what other people are thinking."
"Yeah, we do," I said smiling slightly despite the day I'd been having.
There was a long silence and I became aware of how close we were standing. Intoxicatingly close. She smelt like vanilla, unlike Ginny who always smelt like cinnamon. I could here her steady breath.
And, Journal, it was the strangest feeling in the world to know that she was standing so close to me. As you have probably guessed I said something in order to get my mind of it.
"Did you need anything else?" I asked cautiously stepping backwards hoping to put as much distance between the two of us, yet finding that impossible as my back hit the cold wall.
"I need to know if your going to help me or not. The plan takes place next fall as soon as school starts, and I need to know if you're in."
I'm sure your aware of the thought racing through my head at the moment. Should I betray Draco and Ginny? Should I throw away all the alliances I had made in six years for this one? Should I tear apart a couple that keeps me from being with the woman I love?
And then I remembered the cold look Draco had given me, and the colder look Ginny had given me and I reached my decision.
"Yeah, I'll do it," I agreed imagining Ginny's smiling face, and hoping that once again I would see it..
I am now, officially working to break up Draco and Ginny, so I can be with her. So, I, Jeremy Pritchard can finally be with Ginny Weasley.
Goodnight, Journal.
A/N: Isn't it cool? It's amazing. You know you loved it. Poor Jeremy, he's so confused and conflicted. We're not even sure what he's thinking most of the time. But that's okay.
Right, we're going to have a contest. Who can tell us what Ginny is going to do to Jeremy next year. It's gonna be mean! Hint, it's really, really obvious! It's the whole basis of the story! And you'll never guess!
As a prize...Tell us your name and your house, and you get into the story. It's so cool.
In the next chapter: Um... Jerry and Stella talk. Maybe some more Ginny and Draco fights. It'll be good, we promise.