Title: Ginny's Diary: a peek in to the social and romantic life of the youngest Weasly.

Author: Karoline123

Summary: Ginny receives a diary for her birthday, after some initial doubtfulness she proceeds to chronicle her everyday life in it.

Disclaimer: Harry Potter and all related characters, ideas etc. belong to J.K. Rowling. I do not own them, nor am I claiming to in anyway by writing this story.

Thanks to: goblin monkey, Pussin Boots, Tiger Lily21, and silverpheonix2. It's nice to know somebody's reading my stuff. (And hopefully enjoying it too!)

Chapter 2

Thursday, August 12, 1996

4:27 am

(Still) at The Headquarters of the Order of the Phoenix (which stillsmells by the way)

Well, hi, again Journal. It's a bit early but I couldn't sleep. Right now I'm down in the kitchen writing, because, well, just because really. I didn't feel like writing in my room. Oh, guess what! Percy sent me a birthday present! It's simply awful, too! It came last night while we were at dinner. He sent me that book he bought after he became a prefect. Prefects Who Gained Power. He said he thought I might find it useful. Ha, that just goes to show he's still an idiot. And I like to think I'm not nearly as ambitious as him. Although I'm not sure if it's right for me to hate him this much, since he did make up with Mum and Dad after ignoring us for a year. (He wouldn't join the Order though, said he thought the ministry could sort it out. Then even Mum admitted he's a bit of an idiot. And Ron, Hermione, Harry and I were all like "Yeah, only just a bit, Mum".) Anyways, I wanted to burn the book, but Mum said no. Oh well, even if we had gotten a fire going I don't really think you could slip a journal in with out being noticed. Maybe when we get to school I'll throw Percy's present in the lake, perhaps there's an ambitious mer-person down there who'll read it. Mmmm……gotta go, Mum, Dad and Lupin just came down.

Thursday, August 12, 1996

7:08 am

Well, needless to say, Mum saw me. She was ecstatic that I was using my journal. This annoyed me thoroughly. So when we finally were all down at breakfast I was in a very very bad mood. And to make matters worse, I was tired, because I went to bed around midnight and woke up at four. Never eat breakfast in front of people when you only got four hours of sleep. Why not you ask? Well let me tell you. Because you will start to fall asleep over your pancakes when the boy you used to like happens to be coming in with your brother and when you put your elbow to down to stop yourself from getting a face full of syrup it will fall in the butter dish. And then all through the rest of the meal (through out which you will be a lot more awake, but not pleasantly so) the boy you used to like will stare at you in a really weird puzzled kind of way, even after you wipe all the butter off your elbow.

Yeah, not like anything like that happened to me. And did I mention the look your mum will give when you see where your elbow landed and swear under your breath?

Right now I'm, well don't tell anyone, but I'm hiding in my room. It's not so much that I'm really all that embarrassed about what happened at breakfast, but I get nervous when Harry stares at me. I get so nervous my stomach feels like it's flipping over. Anyways, I think it might be safe to go back downstairs now. Hopefully this time I won't trip over anybody!

Thursday, August 12, 1996

9:52 am

Yee! for ME! I just got my birthday present from Dean. Which is, I must say, about a million times better than Mum's or Percy's. Although now that I think about it, this isn't really saying a lot, because both of their presents stunk. Even though, not the diary so much, maybe. Don't get a big head though, I WILL BURN YOU! Right, random pyromania moment. Sorry. Let's just hope I don't do anything like that in front of Harry. Gah! Bad Ginny, don't like Harry Potter any more. I do not like Harry Potter. I do not like Harry Potter. I do not like Harry Potter. I do not like Harry Potter.

Phew, glad I got that out of my system. Now, where was I? Oh, Dean, yeah. Guess what he sent me...Oh, wait, you can't…. (sigh) I'll tell you then. Even if it takes the fun out of it all. Dean sent me a really cute card that sings 'Happy Birthday' when you open it and a box of Huneydukes chocolate. Ron was not at all impressed by them, but then Ron's an idiot. And guess what? (Sigh, you can't. This is getting old) All the sugar in the chocolate made up for the four hours of sleep I missed. Professor Lupin always said it had healing powers. AND NOW I'M HYPER!

Thursday, August 12, 1996

9:59 am

Decided to go be HYPER! downstairs.

Thursday, August 12, 1996

10:24 am

HYPER!ness is fun! HYPER! HYPER! HY – Gotta go.

Thursday, August 12, 1996

12:36 pm

Sorry about that. Harry was looking over my shoulder. While I was writing HYPER! a million times he walked over to me.

"What're you writing?" he asked, trying to see as I slammed the journal shut.

I told him it was nothing. Harry came and sat down across from me at the table.
"For nothing it sure was a lot of writing." He noted.

I frowned, had Harry seen any of it? "I...Er...It was nothing, Potter." Great, now I was on last name terms with him.

Harry seemed to realize he'd made me uncomfortable though, because he changed the subject. "So…you're trying out for chaser this year?"

"Yup!" Quidditch. Just my luck. "Unless you want to be chaser" I joked "and then maybe I'll stay as seeker."

"Nah", said Harry "I wouldn't know the first thing about being a chaser. I might drop the quaffle on someone's head."

I shrugged "Well, if it was Malfoy..."

Harry smiled "If it was Malfoy I'd chuck the quaffle at his head, it wouldn't be an accident at all!"

I laughed "And if it was me, I'd chuck it at Ron."

Harry frowned, I spoiled our moment. (GAH! MUST NOT HAVE MOMENTS WITH HARRY POTTER!) "Why would you throw it at Ron?"

I must admit, right then I wanted our moment back so I said "Because he'd be too distracted watching Hermione in the crowd to pay attention to the game. It'd be a favor to him."

Harry grinned "I'm not sure Ron would even get up in the air, he's been staring at Hermione a lot lately."

"Yeah, I know. She got here two weeks before you and they haven't looked away from each other since. Mum's not happy with them."

Ron and Hermione came in just then. "Hi Harry." said Ron", Hello Ginny". Hermione greeted us as well. And a second later they were off in La-La land again, staring into each other's eyes. I pantomimed hurling a quaffle at Ron. Harry laughed. Ron and Hermione looked back at us.

"What?" asked Ron blankly.

I couldn't help it, I started laughing, too. Although this only got me a dirty look from Ron.

"What?" he demanded again, this time looking to Hermione for and explanation.

"Nothing." I said picking up my journal and heading back upstairs. "Nothing at all, Ron."

Author's Note: I think Ginny, Harry, Ron and Hermione were all a bit out of character this chapter. Tell me in a review. ( hint hint). ( Chucks a quaffle at Ron's head) That was FUN!