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A/N: Review me! I am like a review monster! I eat reviews. And I only got two reviews, so I will be depressed and not continue. So review me damn it! BTW to whoever said it, I haven't actually seen/read Bridget Jones' diary :X

Monday Evening, stormy, my room

Just had dinner. Sat as far away from Harry as possible. Mum kept glancing at me and then back at Harry. What the hell is up with that? I have decided to deny that she knows anything.

So when I last left off, Harry was coming towards me.

"Hey Ginny."

"Um. Hi."

He didn't say anything else. No, I'm not kidding. He's been sort of quiet. I bet it's related to Cedric and last year's stunt. I don't know what to say. I should be able to help him, shouldn't I? Because I mean, I've had Voldemort as my bloody confidante.

In fact, through dinner he didn't say much either. He smiled a bit, and I supposed he was happy to be here, but really, he's not being himself. But why am I looking into it so much?! I shouldn't have been paying that much attention to Harry!

I hope Hermione arrives soon so she can remind me of my goal (getting over Harry.) Because so far, I'm not doing very well. I mean, I thought I was, but I have been doing nothing but ramble about him so far.

And that is not good.

Top Ten Reasons Why I Should Get Over Harry Potter

10. Parvati and Lavender would make my life a living hell. "Your boyfriend will die at noon tomorrow." Why thankyou for informing me ladies.

9. If I were to date Harry, I would have people like Rita Skeeter tailing me. Though, come to think of it, whatever happened to Rita Skeeter?

8. There is no way in hell I'd ever have a chance with him anyway. I must remind myself daily of the lovely Cho Chang.

7. I'm always nervous around him. Eg, blushing, stuttering. Now, what kind of boy would make me nervous? You see? It's bad of him to do that. Though technically it's not his fault but... anyway.

6. My brothers. I have six brothers for god's sake. Though... Percy. Well the git moved out and sided with Fudge a week ago, but I fail to see the importance. He is no longer in my opinion, a true Weasley; therefore, I wonder if he even deserves a mention? But Fred, George, Ron etc would be a bother if they ever found out I like Harry.

5. I have embarrassing history with him. Now, if I was to get over him, it wouldn't matter so much, would it?

4. Oh who am I kidding?

3. Like this is going to work.

2. This isn't working as a matter of fact.

1. I give up. Lists suck.

Tuesday Afternoon, windy, my bedroom floor

So the weather isn't being the greatest today. Tonight we're having guests for dinner, some people from the OoP, and also Sirius. I'm looking forward to it.

The OoP stands for the Order – well, I can't tell you. It's confidential.

Then again, who is going to read this? I got mum and dad to put some of the most powerful privacy charms possible. I even had some help from Fred and George, Charlie, Bill. Everyone but Ron and Percy, Percy because he's a git and Ron because he's underage.

Order of Phoenix. It's a group of people, including a lot of aurors. Mum and dad are members but it's so confidential we know nothing about it. Fred and George told me they're working on something that might help for the next time there's an Order meeting.

I'm supposed to be working on my potions assignment (that's what I told mum I was doing) but I mean, as if.

Tuesday Night, late, raining, my bedroom

So we had dinner with a bunch of people in the Order. Nymphadora Tonks, or Tonks, is a metamorphmagus. Then there is Kingsley Shacklebolt, Mundungus Fletcher... he's a bit weird actually. Professor Lupin came, though really he's not been my professor for two years. Sirius came.

It was quite a big gathering, but Charlie told me not even half the Order was there.

You know, I think Harry will be in the Order one day. I'm sure he's bound to be an auror when he leaves Hogwarts. And he's got such skill in Defence, and everyone says he's just like his father, and he was an auror too.

Oh Merlin. Listen to me. Harry this and Harry that. I am going to write to Hermione. I need someone to shake sense into me.

Wednesday Afternoon, overcast, the kitchen table

We just got back from Diagon Alley. We flooed there and bought our books. There was this one shop that was empty that used to sell quills and nothing else, and Fred and George wouldn't stop looking at it, honestly, I think they're up to something.

Who am I kidding?

Of course they're up to something. When we went into Flourish and Blotts we saw none other then Malfoy and Malfoy Senior. Just like old times! Not. Well! This time I haven't discovered any diaries ordering me to release snakes to kill muggleborn students, but I mean, you never know right?

As usual, Malfoy insulted and Harry told him to sod off, in a not quite so polite way. Harry's always standing up for us. It's good of him to do that for us. He's so brave. Though then again, who is really going to be afraid of standing up to Ferret Boy? From what I heard, Hermione did it quite well in her third year.

No!! Ginny!!!!! Shame on you!! What are you doing?

My god. I just called Harry brave. Am I getting nowhere with this?

We ran into Hermione at Diagon Alley, she's coming to stay for the rest of the holidays tomorrow. I can't wait. Hermione is actually a good friend of mine. Ron blushed beetroot red when he saw her. Fred and George looked highly amused at this.

You know, maybe I can do some matchmaking and get the two of them together? You know? I could get Harry to help me as well, since they're his best friends. And it would take his mind off Cedric and all that.

Brilliant plan Ginny, really, you should win an award for this one.

Oh bloody hell. I just remembered. I'm supposed to be avoiding Harry, not encouraging him to join me in getting his two best friends to ditch him so they can snog. And why the hell would Harry want to match make? He's male! Males don't match make! Everyone knows this! Besides, with Cedric's death and such, Harry would hardly be in the mood.

And look at me! I sound so insensitive, going on about Cedric dying like he just popped off for a holiday. My god, I'm such a bad person. Someone Avada Kedavra me now.