A/N: Hey guys! Sorry I didn't get to update last night, but I was so busy when I got home and didn't have time. Thanks to all of you for all the awesome reviews!

Black Cherrie- Harry. That boy is a mystery. But in this chapter you will get to hear a little of what he's thinking! I'm glad you're enjoying the story!

ChildDevil04- I'm glad you like it! Yeah I didn't want Harry and Ginny to fall into each other's arms immediately. I always thought that they had an interesting relationship. And I'm glad you like the format, I love writing diary style. So keep reading and hopefully keep liking it. Lol

Maraudergrl99- Uh I hate to writing English papers. It's the worst. H/G is my all time favorite couple too. It's just so much fun and also interesting to read. And it also seems like it would really work. There's going to be more twists and tension. Lol

A Harry and Ginny Dreamer- Thanking for saying that my last chapter was written brilliantly. That's a huge compliment! I'd say I feel sorrier for Ginny, just because I can relate to where she's coming from, as I have been in her situation before. Ah! It looks like you're going to Bat-Bogey hex me! :) But their reunion will come soon enough.

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But here's chapter six! Enjoy. Read and Review. Thanks!

He is so bloody infuriating! Yet, the idea of not being close to Harry is tearing me apart. I am pathetic in every sense of the word.

Chapter Six: Missing You

September 11th 2004, 7:03 am

I'm up way earlier than usual today. Unfortunately. But I couldn't for the life of me, get to sleep last night. And the reason why is so, so sad. I'm worried about how Harry will act towards me today. Obviously, it's not going to be good. I don't know what I'm expecting. For him to come running up to me, take me in his arms, and say, "Oh Gin. I'm so sorry for being such a prat. Thank you for tripping me and knocking some sense into me." Yeah right. Like that'll happen. Nope. I expect he'll avoid me like the plague. And if he sees me he'll run away like a bat out of hell. His expression, not mine. Though I do find it quite amusing. But then again I find anything that comes out of Harry's mouth amusing. Stop it! Why can't I just stop thinking about him? I'm going to go mad, I swear! I must take my mind off Harry. Onto other subjects. I think I am just about the only person without a snogging buddy. I'm serious. Everywhere I turn, there is some new couple eating each other alive. And in even more disturbing news, Hermione turned up with a love bite! And we all know whom it's from. My brother! That is beyond revolting. And even more nauseating, when I asked Hermione if she had used the Room of Requirement, she blushed crimson and muttered yes. That is just disgusting. How could anyone like my brother? He's a stupid, pigheaded prat. But to each his own. Or should I say her. In classes we have started reviewing for N.E.W.T.S. already, over a year before. I honestly don't see the point. I'm already quite aware that I'm going to do horribly. I'll probably earn approximately three. Ron will get like 10 this year. Okay, no he won't. That'd be rich. I can picture the look on my mum's face if Ron got ten N.E.W.T.S. She might just pass out from sheer shock. All right, I admit I'm being a bit mean about Ron, but he is my brother. A little sibling rivalry is healthy. And I'm also sort of envious that he's so close with Harry. Damn. I'm doing it again. It's very difficult not to think about or write about the person you love. But are currently not speaking to. Remember that little detail, Ginny? This is so bloody annoying! Not being able to think about Harry is like not being able to breathe. Okay, so I'm being a bit melodramatic. And clichéd. But I don't really care. I need to talk to Harry! And in a civilized manner this time. If only there was a way to get him to speak to me without him being so hostile. But I seriously doubt it. I tripped him, for Christ's sake! I knocked him on his ass! He's not going to want to speak to me! And at the moment I'm way too tired to think of some elaborate plan to get him to converse with me. So I guess I'll just have to be patient. If I can.

Later On, 9:30 am

My luck is for shit. Of all people to see in the deserted common room, I see HIM. We didn't speak of course. He just fixed his gorgeous green eyes on me, and glared. I guess it's safe to say he's still angry. Well I wasn't about to show him how upset I was, so I glared right back. He huffed and turned around. Well that just restored my extreme furiousness. I stomped back up the stairs as loud as I could, which I have to admit was completely immature and stupid. But I don't care. If he's aloud to be all huffy and juvenile, then I will too. Two can definitely play that game.

1:32 pm

Well lunch was just lovely. Everyone was so friendly with one another. Haha. Not. I sat across from Harry, and all he did was glower at me. Well, screw him. So I decided to show how good I am at immature behavior.

"Harry, can you pass the butter?" I asked in a sugary voice

He grunted, and passed me the butter. Well I took it upon myself to cut off a piece and fling it at him. Needless to say, he didn't look very pleased. But that just entertained me even further.

"Whoops. My hand must have slipped." I said in the same falsely sweet voice

"Like hell it did!" He shouted

Everyone at the table turned to look at us. Well I was quite irritated, so I said, "You can all turn around now!" Well I suppose I didn't say it, I more like yelled it. They all looked startled and quickly turned back around. I went back to giving Harry the coldest stare I could muster. He returned that one all right. He started reaching for his glass, but before I could do anything he poured his drink all over me. Can you say déjà vu?

"What in the bloody hell do you think you're doing?" I screamed

With that, I stood up, grabbed a handful of food, and rubbed it all in his face.

"There you go Harry. Wow what an improvement. You look so much better now." I said acidly

And then I turned on my heel, and walked out of the Great Hall. I don't think I have ever been that mean to Harry. And I feel terrible. And stupid for feeling terrible, because he's being just as childish and stubborn. I honestly don't remember being that harsh to anyone, besides Malfoy of course. Who, by the way, has yet to feel the wrath of Ginny Weasley. And he will. Oh yes, he will.

4:00 pm

I have come to the conclusion that Potions is the most tedious and frustrating class ever. And it doesn't help that Snape is a complete wanker. But you already know that. So are you ready to hear what happened to me today? Yeah, the potion I was brewing, guess what it did? IT BLEW UP IN MY FACE! Christ, I'm like a walking disaster. And now I'm sitting here in the hospital wing, because I have giant boils all over my face. I'm such a pretty sight. If your definition of pretty is horribly red and disfigured. Now my face matches my hair. Great! Just great. I have always wanted my face and my hair to be the same color. Not. Of course I smuggled my diary in here, because if Madam Pomfrey knew that I had it, she would probably take it away and start to fuss over me. You need your rest, blah blah blah. I don't need any rest. I just need these disgusting things off my face. I have to stay in here overnight, but the boils will be gone by tomorrow morning. Too bad I couldn't skip classes the rest of the week. But there is no faking sick in here. Nothing gets past Madam Pomfrey. So I will have to go back to classes tomorrow. I can just imagine what people will say when they see me. "Oh look, there's the girl whose potion exploded in her face. She got these massive boils all over her face. It was disgusting." Insert raucous laughter. I can't wait.

10:30 pm

Madam Pomfrey told me to go to sleep an hour and a half ago. But I have yet to be the least bit tired. So I've decided to sit here and write in you. There's absolutely nothing new to tell you. Nothing has happened in these long hours in the Hospital Wing. It's so boring here. I want to scream at the top of my lungs. I'd probably be something along the lines of, "GET ME THE HELL OUT OF HERE!" Which is how I'm feeling right now. I want to get out of here. But I know that I can't, so I might as well just forget it. I wonder what Harry's doing? Probably sitting by the fire in the common room like he always does. And to think just a few days ago I was sitting there with him. That all seems like ages ago now. It feels like we've been fighting for forever, even though we haven't. I'm just so head over heals that a day feels like a hundred years to me. I wonder if he's missing me at all?

Even though Ginny is acting really strange, I miss her. I can't stop thinking about her. But everytime I start to like her, I am reminded that she is Ron's little sister. He would bloody kill me if something happened between us. Well, I guess he doesn't have to worry now, seeing as how we aren't speaking. I wish we were. And these past few weeks, I've been finding myself wishing we were more than friends.

A/N: I hoped you liked that chapter! That last thought was from Harry's point of view. I wanted to add some kind of thing that let you know that he is not a complete idiot, and that he's thinking of her. Read and Review! Thanks.