A/N: Professor Mellie: Yes, I know :p And Hooray for you reviewing me!! Hmm. Maybe I should cut that Harry/Cho thing out? Everyone is complaining.
Slytherinphoenix7: Haha, I'm sure she'll be glad to hear that. ;)
Kwndnl: It's fun to write too!
Fortunecookiesndplasticwands: Nice name. -
Tekvah Ariel: Hmm. But Hufflepuffs don't care for looks. XD
Elladora: Ta with the notes. Am posting stamps on them and sending them via muggle mail as we speak.
I like MINTS: RE: Juiciness. That's up to you!!
Thursday Afternoon, overcast, the Great Hall (lunchtime)
Don't panic. Nobody knows what I'm doing. They've assumed I'm reading through my Transfiguration notes, because I conveniently have hidden my diary behind The Basics of Intermediate Transfiguration by Helena Porgy.
I am considering a new master plan. For once it doesn't involve me, just in case you thought I was a little self-absorbed.
I am going to get Hermione and Ron together.
I don't know how. I don't know when. I don't know why, even, because I don't exactly want to see the two of them snogging or anything.
But, whatever. I'll be a good little witch and give them a nudge in the write direction. Or maybe a shove, considering the torture they put me through last night.
Thursday Afternoon, overcast, the Great Hall (lunchtime still)
Just saw Harry walk in with Chang. Had his arm around her and she was laughing at something he was saying. Good Merlin, why?
Harry thankfully released Chang to sit at the Gryffindor table. Thankfully, she didn't follow, but instead blew him kisses across the Great Hall.
Does she have no shame? Didn't she have a boyfriend who died?
Harry just smiled at me and thanked me for my helpful advice. I am still waiting for someone to take up the offer to Avada Kedavra me.
- Ginny
Friday Night, storming, the Common Room
Michael Corner has told Terry Boot who told Anthony Goldstein who told Su Li who told Mandy Brocklehurst who told Lisa Turpin who told Padma Patil who told Parvati Patil who told Lavender Brown who told Hermione who told Sophia who told Madison who told Azriel who told ME.
Michael Corner fancies me.
I told Azriel who told Madison who told Sophia who told Hermione who told Lavender who told Parvati who told Padma who told Lisa who told Mandy who told Su Li who told Anthony who told Terry who told Michael.
I don't know if I fancy him or not. This has caused everyone to go into great speculation on whether or not we'll become a couple or whether or not I'll break Michael's heart.
A few Ravenclaw girls have said if I break his heart they'll break my face.
Upon hearing this Fred and George said they better not, or they'd break their bodies.
I reminded them of my ability to hex, and they instead said that I would end up cursing their faces into disfigurement... a lie, but all the same, effective.
Oh, the Hogwarts Grapevine. Butting into other people's affairs... oh I don't know, FOREVER?
Friday Night, storming, my dormitory, with the curtains on my four-poster closed
Azriel has just come to inform me that Michael Corner would like to go out with me. I told Azriel that Michael should grow a spine and come ask me himself.
Still Friday Night, still storming, still in my dorm with the curtains closed
Michael isn't allowed into Gryffindor tower. Hermione said so. Hermione and her bloody prefect duties.
Michael has requested I leave Gryffindor tower to go meet him.
Fred, Ron and George intercepted and said absolutely not am I to go anywhere alone with him.
Why is it that the whole of Gryffindor is involved in my personal affairs?
I was lazy in making a new entry. Michael has sent me an owl. It pecked me on the hand and I'm bleeding. Bloody Michael.
Dear Ginny,
Please go out with me? Or at least leave Gryffindor tower? Or at least call off your brothers?? They've released bludgers on me.
Ta,
Michael
Wow. I feel quite sorry for the lad. Fred and George released bludgers on him?
Michael,
I don't even know you. Sorry mate.
Not regretting her decision as she's spoken to you a total of three times,
Ginny Weasley
Oh I'm sure you know. It's Friday night. My dorm. Curtains closed.
Terry Boot has told Anthony Goldstein who told Su Li who told Mandy Brocklehurst who told Lisa Turpin who told Padma Patil who told Parvati Patil who told Lavender Brown who told Hermione who told Sophia who told Madison who told Azriel who told me.
Michael Corner is now heartbroken.
Fabulous.
The bloke is sulking up in his dorm and refusing to eat. Since it's been a total of um, five minutes, since I replied to him, he is hardly boycotting much as far as food is concerned, unless he feeds himself, what, every minute??
Which he cannot possibly, for he is quite fit.
Azriel has just come back to tell me Michael Corner is begging and pleading I go out with him. I give her an irritated glance, "he's barely spoken to me, why does he care?" I demand.
"He likes the look of you." Azriel offers, with a shrug. "I don't know, he wasn't saying much, just sulking."
"What am I, a show pony?" I ask, disgusted.
Another shrug. "Just go out with him Ginny. It will make Harry jealous."
"Harry won't be jealous he has his own Ravenclaw..." I trail off. I have just remembered my NTS: Get a Ravenclaw boyfriend. "Fine." I huff. "A test trial."
Azriel is beaming. She has gone off to presumably tell Madison, who will tell Sophia who will tell Hermione who will tell Lavender...
Saturday Morning, cold and overcast, the Great Hall (breakfast)
Michael Corner is alright. He's cute, at least. He has already confided in me via letter that he was thrilled to pieces when I agreed to date him.
How unfortunate no sudden winds came and blew the pieces to Australia.
Saturday Morning, cold and overcast, the Common Room
I am hiding out here so I can avoid Michael. It's been an hour since I woke up and already he's stifling me, all the way from the Ravenclaw table, and even from wherever he is now. Which I'm sure will be revealed to me, since he keeps sending letters with his bloody pecking owl.
Sod off Michael!! Give a girl a break!
Ah. Well obviously he's not using me as something to show off. Or maybe he is and is just extremely devoted, which is why I just got another letter?
Dearest Ginny,
My heart yearns for you. Please reply. Also, send back my owl won't you? I had to borrow Terry's, and the bloody thing keeps pecking me on the hand.
Your lover,
Michael.
My lover?! As if!! I have barely talked to the lad in person. Let alone become his LOVER. Jeez.
Michael –
That's fabulous. I am replying now as you can see. Owl is being sent with letter and Terry's owl. I know the feeling of owl's pecking you on the hand. It reminds me of your own, actually.
Your acquaintance,
Ginny
Now where was I? Harry hasn't taken much notice of my new non-single status. Well. That's bloody gratitude for you. I allow myself to be anchored to a letter writing Ravenclaw boy for him and he doesn't even acknowledge the fact?
My darling Ginny,
Acquaintance? I had thought we were past that stage. Why are you so short and cold? Does your heart not yearn for me, as mine yearns for you? Pray tell, Ginny, do you not love me??
Anxiously yours,
Michael
Oh Merlin. The boy just cannot leave the subject alone, can he?
Michael – it hasn't even been a day. Give it a rest, won't you? You saw me at breakfast. Also, we haven't even spoken to each other in person since our agreement of dating, which I am starting to rethink.
I need space, okay? You're smothering me, and it's only nine thirty.
Ginny
I also sent a letter to Terry Boot, since I know for a fact he has more sense in him then Michael. Pity he's already taken.
Dear Terry,
Michael is driving me starkers. I am going to strangle him via letter in a few minutes. Enclosed are all his letters to me. Don't send them back. Burn them.
Tell him to back off a bit, won't you? It's unsettling when your 'boyfriend' sends you letters every two minutes.
From, Ginny
I hope he can talk some sense into Michael, the idiot boy.
A/N 2: The threat on Snuffles still stands, so hit the purple-blue button and gimme a review!