A/N: Wow, my first fic that isn't one shot! I'm not sure how great my first chapter is, but it was difficult for me to think of an original beginning to my story. We have the next week off from school due to the hurricane, so I shall hopefully be updating a lot this week, but after that I'll probably update once every week because of school. I hope you like it! Be sure to review, and check out my other fics too!

Disclaimer: (Throws hands up in surrender) Ok, ok! You caught me. I don't own anything except the plot. I only wish I owned Ron!

Dedication: To starling 123 who told me in a review for Want a Kiss? that I was one of her favorite writers and to get to it. Thanks to you, I got to it!

Seeing the Light

Flying Diary


Dear Diary,

It's the summer before my 1st year. Harry just arrived today, and already I have proven myself to be a blubbering and clumsy idiot in front of him. I don't understand it! I'm not usually like this! I never shut up usually. Just ask Ron! Or any of my brothers for that matter... Harry has caught me staring at him loads of times today. Breakfast was the worst. When Harry came down, I accidentally knocked my porridge bowl to the floor. I could literally feel the heat radiating from my red face. Argh! That wasn't even the worst part. Harry asked me whether or not I was starting at Hogwarts this year and I proceeded to nod and put my elbow in the bloody butter dish. Once again, I felt like an overripe tomato. At least Harry was nice enough to act like he didn't see this. I just can't believe myself! I shouldn't be like this just because of Harry! I haven't even said one word to him yet, I can't fancy him that much... or can I???

Love,

An Extremely Confused Ginny


Dear Diary,

We just returned from Diagon Alley. I am furious! Let me tell you what happened... While we were in Flourish and Blotts we ran into Draco Malfoy. Apparently he and Harry are enemies of some sort. He said something rude to Harry, and I stood up to him. This was the first time I had actually spoken in front of Harry, but he was so rude I forgot about being shy around him. Then Malfoy said "Potter, you've got yourself a girlfriend!" I turned bright red. I'm sure Harry was disgusted. Well he certainly was surprised I actually said something. Malfoy continued to be a jerk, but I'm still mortified about what he said. Harry probably won't want to talk to me anymore. Ugh. I'm guessing it will take me about a month to return to my normal color.

Love,

An Apple Colored Ginny


Dear Diary,

Sorry, it's been awhile but ever since the diary incident it has been pretty difficult to get back to writing in you. Finally I decided to write after a year, because this I need someone to talk to... anyways... I DON'T BELIEVE MYSELF!!!!!!!!!! Why, why can't I act like a normal person around him?!?! Ever since he saved me last year I've found myself fancying him even more, if possible. I told myself that this year I would act more sophisticated around him, more mature. Make Harry like me. So do you know what I did?!? Harry arrived today and he said hello. I then made a fool out of myself by muttering hi quietly, turning bright red, and hiding behind my mother. Can you believe it?!?! I HID BEHIND MY MOTHER. You'll have to excuse me while I lock myself in my room and bang my head on the wall.

Love,

A Mortified Ginny Whose Head Hurts

Ginny slammed the book shut in anger. It was three years later she realized, and she still hadn't become that more sophisticated and more mature person. Ginny didn't have to read the old diary to figure that out. Sure, she was slightly more outspoken in front of Harry, especially before the incident at the Ministry, but Ginny knew Harry still thought of her as the bumbling little sister of his best mate who turned bright red every time she saw him.

Ginny thought dating other guys would make him more comfortable around her, but he continued avoiding eye contact with her and only talked to her when necessary. It had been five years since Ginny had met Harry, and he still didn't truly know the real her. Of course Ginny had continued to secretly like him for five long years, but she had figured that Harry if he thought she was over him he would at least consider her as a friend. Five years later, Harry still thought of Ginny as his best friend's sister.

"Well no more!" Ginny muttered. She would no longer blush, and no longer put up with Harry avoiding her. She wouldn't become a new woman, she would be herself. Ginny would let her true personality shine through.

Ginny looked down at her diary in anger. This diary was a record of Ginny's idiocy for the past five years. It was time to grow up.

Ginny turned to leave the living room, but not before chucking her diary in the direction of the fireplace.

The diary had made it halfway to the flickering fire before the fire turned green and out tumbled a young boy with jet black hair and glasses. Needless to say, the diary missed Ginny's target, yet hit another.

"Ouch!"

A/N: Sorry it's a bit on the short side, but like I said, this is just the beginning. Like it? Then review! Hate it? I don't care! No just kidding! Review anyways, just please don't flame. After all, this is my first real fic!

Ciao for now!

Manders