A/n: Thanks again to Wildtotodile. My sole reviewer! So grateful ! bows deep I don't watch Pokemon.. but i watch this other Japanese anime called Rurouni Kenshin or Samurai X... do u watch it/ like it?

anyway.. more to the point.

This chapter is from the POV of Ms. Virginia Weasly. The bold w/ italics is stuff Ginny is writing in her diary. It's not as depressing... but c'mon, she's a Weasly, how deppressed can she get?

Chapter 2: The Diary

Ginny's Room

I smiled at the simple muggle creation. A book with many empty pages, sealed with a lock and key. This was how muggles kept their secrets. Locked in a book.

flashback

Gryffindor common room

"Hey Ginny! Merry Christmas"

I met the warm green eyes for a second, before I was pulled into a hug. His arms were strong from all the quidditch practices and right then, I felt like I was his. Unfortunatly, he let go all too soon and presented me with a maroon coloured package. A mischevious glint passed his eyes as I started opening his horridly wrapped present. Oh well I guess it's the thought that coun-

"It's a diary, toreplace the previous one.. I thought you might like one which, say, does NOT have a mind of it's own..."

My face burned up. Damn the Weasly genes.

"Harry, you're such an ass hole"

"Some would say you were being nice... Merry Christmas!"

I watched, no gaped, as he casually walked over to Ron and started a conversation about mom's sweaters.

flash forward

Ginny's bedroom

"Gin, why the hell are you so red, and grinning at...your trunk?"

"God, Ron! Can't a girl get her privacy here?"

"Not unless you tell me why you were staring fondly at your trunk"

My dearest over protective brother, Ronald just came in testing his new habit of just coming into my room 'to see if I'm okay'. I say he needs a hobby... either that or a girlfriend. Too bad Hermione dumped him. Ok now he's annoying, he just let himself get comfortable against tMY door frame. Time for brutal action.

"It's none of your business! Now get out!"

"No"

He asked for it.

"MOMMM!!!"

My assured ticket to solitude. Oh the sweet creation of mothers. sigh. I guess some things just don't change. The whole family was coming to dinner, Bill, Charlie, the whole Weasly clan... Oh! and Harry was invited as well, We send his invitation to Dumbledore, hoping he would give Harry the message where ever he was... the thought of his arrival or rather his absence would be unbearable....

On the brighter note Hermione was invited too, and she was coming. She owled me today morning. Said she was coming by Floo at 3:00.

So i need to get ready soon...

Shit! It's 2:00... oh jeezzus! Where did I leave my jeans?