August 5, 11:46 am

I said it before, I'm saying it now: Harry Potter is an asshole. He wouldn't agree to change my hair back. You know, he has to do it, since he put the Permanency Charm on it. I think he wants me to change his hair first, and then he'll change mine. But I don't trust him. Hmmm...lets see...what else was I going to write? Oh yea, I am going to move on to Plan #2 in Operation I Hate Harry. He's getting on my nerves too much.

I'm bored. And its really really hot. How the hell am I supposed to survive summer? I think I'll go and have a ride on Ron's broomstick.

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August 5, 1:31 pm.

Whoa. That was weird. Harry was being exceptionally nice to me. I went down, grabbed Ron's broom, and raced out to the backyard—our mini Quidditch field. I saw that someone else was already there. So I mounted my broom and took off to see who would be flying in such heat (except for me of course). It was Harry. Who else?

When he saw me he waved. I didn't wave back; I just glared at him in an I-am-going-to-kill-you-now way. I don't think he noticed my glare, or he ignored it, because he flew over to me, and yelled, "Land now!"

I was thinking he'd change my hair back or something of the sort, so I landed down next to him. He was frowning.

"What's up, Harry?" I asked.

"What kind of a broom is that?" he enquired, still frowning.

"Uh..." I was confused. Is there any reason why he's asking this? "It's Ron's broom. You know, the Comet 260 he got two years ago."

"Oh. It looks kinda old..." his face lights up. "Would you like a ride on my broom?"

My reactions?

1) Yes! Are you kidding? Who wouldn't? It's a Firebolt!

2) Harry! You're being nice to me? Suspicious...

Lets weigh my options here. 1...2...1...or 2... 1 of course wins. Dude! It's a Firebolt.

So I say, "Totally! Can I?"

"Of course!" he responds, grinning. Okay, now I got really suspicious. What is going on under his thick black...sorry...thick red head?

Anywho, I mount on his broomstick behind him, trying to sit as un-touchily as possible. Harry noticed this and frowned.

"Ginny! You have to hold on to me, or you'll slide off when I ascend!"

"Err...I think I'll pass, thanks," I said nervously.

"No way!" and he takes my hands and placed them around his waist. I have to say...scratch that. No comment on it. Lets just say I was trying not to enjoy it too much.

To make a long story short, we flew up and around for about forty minutes without getting tired. I could tell that Harry was relaxed, but I wasn't. I was freaking out the whole time. Was he going to take me up and push me off the broom? What am I thinking? were some of the questions in my ingenious mind.

It turns out what we land safely. And before I knew what I was doing, I was giving Harry a hug, saying "Thanks Harry. That was about the best broomride ever!" He grinned at me strangely, and said "My life is less of a hell than before." I know he was being serious, but I still don't know why he said that.

Before I have time to respond, he grabs me a gives me a swift kiss on my lips, and walks away.

I sit there, confounded by his actions.

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August 7, 4:06 pm

I'm moving on to Plan #2. Harry is getting on my nerves again. Don't get me wrong, Diary. He's not being mean to me. If anything, he's being the exact opposite. Harry Potter is being very nice to me. He is giving me eerie grins whevever we neet; he is helping me with everything. Hell, he eve did all my summer homework for me.

Seriously, it's kind of nice of him to do all this, but its very uncanny to have your enemy be nice to you. It happens in all those action stories: the enemy acts really nice to the good guy, and at last, he breaks the backbone. Really depresses the good guy. Maybe Harry is going to ask me out very soon, and then break up with me very soon too. If he know me at all, then he knows that I'll be really sad. Very very sad. That's what happened with Dean and me. He broke up with me after a month school started in fifth year. I gradually got better. But I doubt I'll get better if Harry does it to me. It's Harry we're talking about here. The guy in my heart for seven years.

And it's this Harry what is going to be the victim of Plan #2 very soon. I'll get him.

Muah ha ha ha ha ha haha!!! (my sad attempt at an evil laugh. God, I'm pathetic).

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August 7th, 6:52 pm

Time for the plan. Just wanted to write that I'm doing it now. Harry has been the same ever since. They're all playing Quidditch again. And may I say that this is the second time in a week that they didn''t invite me? Oh well, its the perfect time for my plan.

Wish me Luck!!!

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August 7, 7:07 pm

It's done. All of Harry's clothes are in the female-only closet. Yes, all of them. Even the dirty ones. Reason? I got so frustrated by Harry's behavior that I just did it. Revenge!!

Well, I'll go and see if any of my dear brothers will lend me their broom to their pretty little sister.

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A/N: Hello there! Yes, i know i'm late. plz forgive me!!! Um, someone asked me if I was going to stop immediately after they kiss (for real). dont know who, but someone did. My response is that No, I'm not. I am going to continue it. If for some reason i decide to stop there, I promise you that there will be a sequel to it. Even if I didnt stop there, the sequel is still present. Hope that clears it up. Now, what is the sequel about? You have to find out by yourself!

Well, review folks! Oh btw, i forgot to say, plz plz plz can we make it five reviews this chapter? I got five reviews on average for the last three, and i was happy. so please!