disclaimer: I do not own any of the friggin' characters in this fic no matter how hot Tom Riddle is. And that didn't make any sense at all. man i want some pepsi. read and review my fic!
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Chapter four
Ginny awoke late that day – which was a bad thing. Today was the first day of Hogwarts School of witchcraft and wizardry. Ginny hopped out of her bed and rushed over to her tattered old dresser. (Which she reluctantly shared with Ron.) She pulled out a black sweater and a light purple cloak along with a black skirt. (You know that school girl kind?) She put them on quickly and ran downstairs.
"Ginny eat your breakfast quickly or we'll miss the train!" Mrs. Weasley yelled to her only daughter across the kitchen. Harry and Ron were playing wizards chess at the table. "Ha, ha! You lose again Harry." Ron said triumphantly. "Boy try and keep it down!" Mrs. Weasley yelled to Ron and Harry. "And get those broken chess pieces off the kitchen table, they might dent it!" "Mothers..." Ron muttered quietly to Harry. Ginny sat down next to them and began to eat the breakfast Mrs. Weasley had given her. "Mom!" Ginny complained. "These pancakes are burnt!" "I'm sorry Ginny dear, I was very busy this morning." Mrs. Weasley replied. "I had to help everyone gather up their things – oh and your father needed help with the car."
Ginny peered out the window and sure enough there was her father, wand in hand, charming the car. Ginny giggled as her father moved his hands up and down rapidly. She decided that he wanted her to close the curtain so Mrs. Weasley wouldn't see him still working on the car. Ginny quickly ran over to the window and pulled down the curtain. "What's the matter Ginny, dear?" Mrs. Weasley asked, giving her daughter a suspicious look. Ginny, hoping that her mother hadn't noticed that she pulled the curtain down replied, "There was just a spider on the window and I – but Ginny didn't have time to reply because Ron started screaming, "SPIDER!!! WHERE? DID YOU KILL IT??? COME ON HARRY WE'RE GOING UPSTAIRS!" "Ron, chill. I killed the spider, okay? Nothing to be scared of." Ron was still whining like a baby as Ginny walked picked up her plate and walked over to the sink. She only had one pancake because she was trying to lose weight after Fred and George started to call her fat. Mrs. Weasley said to Ginny, "Oh, Ginny dear, you're done your breakfast...that's good. You can help me bring all the luggage into the car." "Okay." Ginny replied. "I'll get started on that now."
Ginny grabbed one of the lighter bags and ran outside to her dad. "Dad, moms coming, put away your wand!" Ginny whispered frantically to Mr. Weasley. "Thank you Ginny." Mr. Weasley whispered back as Mrs. Weasley came out with Fred and George' suitcases. As she got close to them she said, "Now, Arthur I hope you didn't put any charms on the car." Mrs. Weasley said in the same suspicious tone she had used with Ginny a few minutes earlier. "No not at all dear!" Arthur replied happily. "Just put those trunks in the uh...trunk?" Ginny also placed her bag in the trunk and ran back inside to get more luggage. She grabbed Ron's heavy suitcase and stumbled out the front door. "Oh let me help you with that Ginny dear." Mrs. Weasley offered. "Thanks mom." Ginny said weakly setting down the trunk. "Loco motor trunk!" Mrs. Weasley said. The heavy case flew over to the car and landed neatly in the (you guessed it!) trunk.
After they finished loading up the car, the Weasley family (plus a certain Harry Potter!) got ready to leave for London. "Fred, George! Get down here!" Mrs. Weasley yelled up the stairs. "Coming mum." Fred or George replied. Ginny was helping her mother (Mrs. Weasley, duh.) make sandwiches for the train ride. "Oh and Ron wants to slices of bologna this year." Mrs. Weasley said. "Coming right up!" Ginny replied. Ginny always-helped Mrs. Weasley make sandwiches for all her brothers since she never had to pack for the ride. Even though she was going to Hogwarts this year she still made time to help her mom make sandwiches! "Oh and peanut butter for Fred and jelly for George!" Mrs. Weasley added. "Okay, okay mom – I remember." Ginny said in a slightly annoyed voice. "I'm sorry Ginny dear, you know how stressful today is!" Mrs. Weasley said. "Yes mom I do. You've said that every year." Ginny said back. As she finished George's Jelly sandwich she placed it in the sandwich bag and walked outside.
Ginny placed the bag in the trunk and sat in the back seat.
"So, Ginny?" Mr. Weasley asked. "Where is your mother?" "She's getting ready in the kitchen." Ginny replied dully. Then she suddenly said, "Man is this car big! You would have never thought it would be this big on the outside!" Ginny said with a smirk on here face. "Err...Ginny." Mr. Weasley began nervously. "Don't tell your mother, but I put some charms on the car to make it bigger. I mean, it would be impossible to fit all your trunks and Harry's into the back without a little magic!" "Dad don't be so nervous or mom will suspect you! Of course I won't tell!" Ginny said with a giggle. Mr. Weasley sighed with relief.
Fred, George, Ron, and Mrs. Weasley all climbed into the car comfortably. "You got to hand it to the muggles." Mrs. Weasley said. "You would've never thought it would be this roomy from the outside!" Ginny tried to hide a smirk.
As they reached the highway, Fred suddenly yelled. "Turn around! I forgot my filibuster fireworks!" Mrs. Weasley answered for Mr. Weasley, "And why would you need fireworks at Hogwarts Fred?"
Fred couldn't think of anything so George came up with an answer for him, "Dad! I forgot my broomstick for quidditch, turn around." "Okay, okay!" Mr. Weasley replied angrily.
When they arrived back at the burrow George ran inside and finally came back out fifteen minutes later with a large bag containing his broom stick. As George clambered back in the car Ginny whispered to him, "I bet that's not the only thing in the bag, George." "You have a lot to learn Ginny, a lot to learn." George replied with a chuckle.
When the Weasley's car had almost reached London Ginny began to think about what she'd write to Tom in her next diary entry. Ginny suddenly screamed, "TURN AROUND I FORGOT MY DIARY!!!"
CLIFF HANGER HANGING ON A CLIFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFF AND THATS WHY HE'S CALLED CLIFF HANGERRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR!!!!!!!!!!!! Seriously...have you ever watched between the lions on pbs...okay never mind. Thank you people who reviewed me. Oh and can anyone tell me what gin' n' tonic means?