Ron Weasley was your average wizard. He didn't like exams at all, he'd rather spend time with his friends, he made fun of his little sister, he didn't like exams, he already had a crush, he hated potions, he didn't like exams, he was scared of lord Voldemort and most importantly, he didn't like exams.

Ron was a close friend with Harry Potter and Hermione (hint, hint). He and Harry were sitting at the dinner table having a food fight. Harry just threw a piece of spaghetti at his face. Ron ducked and threw some pieces of corn at him. They were laughing hysterically. Harry grabbed the ketchup bottle and squirted it all over Ron's head. Then he said, "Ron, I believe your hair just got even more red." Suddenly Ginny came in the room and they were both quite. Ron looked pretty stupid with the ketchup on his head. Ginny sat down next to him and asked, "Does the goblin have Diarrhea? Or did you go ballistic with the hair gel today?" Harry tried to hide a laugh as Ron madly tried to wipe the ketchup off his head. Just then Mrs. Weasley walked in the room. She asked, "Oh, Ron, did you try to do something new with the hair gel today." Ron and Harry both started laughing really loud. "Okay stop it, you two. Ron, your father is going to be home soon I expect you on your best behavior!" Ginny quietly murmured, "Mom, that was their best behavior." Mrs. Weasley then said, "Oh Ginny, stop being so critical." But as she looked over her shoulder to watch Harry and Ron again they had started another fight but with chairs and tables instead. Mrs. Weasley cleared her throat and bellowed, "YOU TWO STOP IT RIGHT NOW OR, YOU'LL BOTH GO UPSTAIRS WITH NOTHING TO EAT!!!" They put down the chairs and sat down in them both laughing in whispers to each other. Mrs. Weasley then said, "Oh yes, I forgot to tell you." "Hermione is coming." "Ron will be happy." Ginny said. Ron blushed furiously and yelled, "NO I WILL NOT BE HAPPY! I MEAN I WILL BE, BUT NOT IN THAT WAY." Ginny and Harry were already laughing hysterically. Ron began to yell again, "STOP LAUGHING, I DO NOT LIKE HERMIONE!!! AHHHHHHHHH!" Ron ran upstairs yelling angrily at Ginny. Harry and Ginny were still laughing hysterically. "Man that was funny Ginny!" Harry said. "Well, I better go upstairs and talk to Ron." "Okay!" Ginny said, happy that Harry actually talked to her. Harry ran up the wooden steps to Ron and Ginny's room. Then Ginny asked, "Mom, can I go up there to." "Sorry honey." She replied. "But you have to eat first." "Oh man." Ginny said. "How come they don't have to eat?" But before Ginny finished asking, Mrs. Weasley was already yelling upstairs. "Ron! Harry! You didn't eat, get back down here this instant!"

After dinner Ginny had ran upstairs and locked the bedroom door. Ron wouldn't mind...he and Harry were playing a game of quidditch with Harry's Nimbus 2000. Ginny and Ron's room was sort of small. It had two beds against two walls opposite of each other. Ron's was covered in little broomsticks, while Ginny's had a floral print on it. On Ron's wall there were posters of his favorite quidditch team, the Chudley cannons. Ginny's side was covered with greenish-blue wallpaper. Next to Ginny's bed was a fish tank filled with frogspawn. On the other side of the room there was a window that let you see the backyard, where Ron and Harry were playing quidditch. Underneath it was a small wooden desk. Ginny reached under her bed and grabbed the diary and headed towards the desk. She opened it and then wrote:

Sorry it took so long for me to finish dinner. My stupid brother and Harry were having a food fight so it took longer.

No, it's quite all-right Ginny. They were having a food fight? That's funny.

Yeah. Ron had a glob of ketchup on his head. I thought he had tried using that hair gel he always wanted to get at Diagon ally...to impress Hermione Granger.

Who's that?

This girl that Ron and Harry made friends with, she's kind of annoying. Very smart though...she loves to share her knowledge with everyone.

Hmm...sounds familiar. Err...well she kind of reminds me of...well, me at that age.

Really? I didn't mean to offend you or anything.

No, no, it's all right. But seriously, I know what its like to be with an annoying little bastard like that.

Ginny laughed and answered:

Well, anyway they're going to go play quidditch, so I don't have to worry about them coming back for a while.

That's good...so where were we in our last conversation? Oh yes...now I remember. I was going to ask you about this Harry Potter that you seem to like so much.

Okay...well, Harry has black, messy hair that's all over the place. He has to live with his horrible aunt and uncle because...um...I don't know if you've heard of him but the dark lord, Voldemort killed his parents.

Lord Voldemort? That's an odd name. Who is he?

Lord Voldemort was an evil man who was gathering all power to him. He killed Harry's parents but for some reason unknown, he couldn't kill Harry. The death curse backfired and killed Voldemort. Harry was made famous and known by everyone in the wizarding world.

Wow. Now I see why you like him...not that I'm gay or anything.

Ginny laughed a bit and answered:

No, Tom I know you're not gay, but I do wonder what you look like.

Well, I have black hair that's kind of messy like your dear friend Harry's. I have crimson eyes, my skin is slightly pale, and I guess I'm thin...I wouldn't know.

Ginny blushed, she thought Tom was handsome. Then Tom wrote:

Well ginny since you were so desperate to know what I looked like, I would like to know what you look like as well.

Ginny blushed again and wrote:

I have bright, red hair; I guess I'm thin, and pale skin and freckles. I really hate my freckles.

Oh, but I think freckles are very attractive.

Ginny blushed furiously and wrote:

Thank you Tom...that's really nice of you.

No seriously, I do think they make a person very attractive.

Well- Ginny began writing but stopped because she noticed Ron and Harry walking back from quidditch practice and they would be coming inside very soon!

Tom, I got to go. Ron and Harry are coming back and I don't want them to find you. I'll talk to you later...bye!

Bye Ginny.

Ginny closed the diary and kissed the cover. "I don't know what I'd ever do without you Tom." She said.