A/N: There shall be no one in love with any "Ferretboy" what so ever. I really do love the name Ferretboy for him, lol. This chapter was inspired by SiriusLives001, who hates Draco just about as much as I do. Possibly more...

-Rose

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Dear Diary,

I made it to Astronomy just on time, thank Merlin, and had a pretty good class, I guess. Ugh, except Julia Brooks (Slytherin ice-queen) decided to target me for all of her awful remarks. Julia has to be one of my very least favourite people. Ever. Basically, she's a female version of Draco. She's an aristocratic bitch, all in all, but that's enough about Julia Brooks and her evil ways. There was a Quidditch game earlier today. I'm Chaser now that Harry's back to being Seeker. He's much better. Not to mention I like being Chaser more. That's besides that point though. The match was against Slytherin and guess who was made Captain? Yep, Draco Malfoy. The child of Lucifer - oh whoops, Lucius - himself. Of course, his main goal in life is to make all Gryffindor's lives hell to the best of his ability, so it was pretty awful. Except, one girl on the team, another Chaser named Jane Harvey, distracted Malfoy just moments before he spotted the snitch. I bet you want to know what she did, don't you? Okay, I'll tell you, but only because your curiosity is so over-whelming. No wonder people think I'm weird... Anyways, she called out, "Hey, Ferretboy! I think that's Moody in the stands!" when she saw that his gaze was drifting towards it. Harry was already after it though, being the amazing Seeker that he is. I mean that in a totally platonical friendship way of course. So, Draco completely freaks out, semi-loses control of his broom, and starts flying towards the Slytherin stands. I actually stopped playing just to point and laugh at him; it was great. Well, anyways, I'm sitting on my four poster with the curtains drawn shut. I can hear my roommates, Nadine and Emily, talking. I don't think they know I'm in here, actually. Wait...I just heard my name. Hang on... Oh, that's so sweet! They said I'm pretty! I've never been called pretty before, actually. Not by a friend or anything, it makes it more special. Wait, I'll charm my quill to copy down what they're saying.

"So you'd say Ginny was the prettiest out of the fifth year Gryffindor's?" -Emily

"Yes. Wouldn't you?" -Nadine I always did like Nadine.

"Her or Nicole. It's quite close, wouldn't you say?" -Emily

"Oh, Nicole's gorgeous, but she has nothing on Ginny Weasley." -Nadine Must remember to get her a Christmas present...

"Ha, I think you're right, actually. Must be the red hair. Just like her brother Ron. Want to talk about gorgeous, oh boy." -Emily Oh no, please, no...

"Yes, he's quite dashing, isn't he? Too bad Hermione obviously has him. I wonder when those two will get it together..." -Nadine Join the club...

"Oh, and Harry Potter. Enough said, right?" -Emily

"Ah, I swoon just thinking about him. You know, once he picked up a hankercheif I dropped and said, 'Here, you dropped this back there, Maddie.' " -Nadine Maddie?

"Um, you're name is Nadine..." -Emily

"Who cares, Harry Potter, like, talked to me. Directly." -Nadine

"Point taken." -Emily

"But don't you think he likes Ginny?" -Nadine WHAT?!

"Yes, I really think he might. Did you see him staring at her downstairs after the game?! It was so romantic, she's so lucky..." -Emily Um, have these two LOST THEIR MINDS?!

Okay, I refuse to write any more of this down. Oh, they left anyways. Can you believe them?! I mean, I thought something was off when they said I was prettier than Nicole (who is like, Veela gorgeous), but now that Harry LIKES me?! They've gotta be out of their minds, the both of them. I wonder if they'd like perfume for Christmas...it's rapidly approaching, you know. Christmas that is. Yes, I think perfume and maybe a pretty necklace each. I know what you're thinking, Dear Diary; you're thinking, "Um you can NOT afford that." and two years ago you would be quite correct. But oh ho ho; quite the contrary, I could buy about 100 sets. How, you wonder? Why, how do you think Fred and George tested their products when Hermione wouldn't let them or it was summer? That's right, I've been a test subject for two years. But, oh boy, did it ever pay off. Especially when their business got up and running. Not only did they pay me so much, but they took me to Diagon Alley last summer and bought me the most stunning dress robes I've ever seen. Hopefully there will be an occasion to wear them soon. I should go, party downstairs for Gryffindor's victory.

-Ginny

A/N: Giggles. You'll meet Nicole later. Will there be an occasion...hmm, wonder wonder...