Dear Ginevra

Disclaimer: I do not own any characters that you already recognize as belonging to JK Rowling. I do, however, own a few originals in this story.

Dear Ginevra,

Life at Hogwarts has been great lately. Quidditch is much fun, as usual, and we have our first game in a week and a half.

I broke up with Dean. I don't know why. Well, yes I do. But I'm not sure if it's a good reason. It's partly because of another guy. A guy I've never met. Okay, here's the whole story- in brief... I don't feel like writing it all out.

So, this beautiful box showed up on my bed the night after my birthday. I still have no idea who it was from, but it seems like the sort of gift that had been predetermined to give to me when I turned fifteen. I decided to use the box to write down what I was grateful for. But Shadow and I discovered that his box and mine automatically convey whatever's placed in them to the other's box. For a few nights now, Shadow and I have been writing back and forth through the boxes.

It's not a very good reason, right? But I just can't get Shadow out of my mind, and it almost makes me feel like I'm cheating on Dean. I couldn't do that to him, even though I don't really care about him. We just had nothing to talk about. We always had these empty conversations filled with empty words. We had nothing in common; and I know that they say that opposites attract, but there most definitely was not any attraction anymore. If there was ever any to begin with. Shadow just has so much more appeal to me...

When I talk to him, I just can't understand how I ever lived without him to speak to. It's like I've always known that there was something better out there, but I never really thought I'd find it. My own expectations were low. I think they have been ever since the first man that I really loved turned out to be Lord Voldemort. No one knows that I loved Tom. They all think that he had me under some sort of curse. No. I fell in love with Tom. I will always love the Tom that only I knew.

And that's another thing that makes me feel even more stupid! I'm falling in love through paper, again! How did I let this happen? Didn't I learn my lesson the first time around? I suppose not. It's the same thing again, and it could definitely become a problem if I don't deal with it now. And I know I should do something about it, I just don't want to. Is that so bad?

Moving on to more news. The Sorensens, Bianca's parents, are getting a divorce. They've probably already gotten one- Bianca hasn't really kept me updated. So Bianca has been sad lately. Except for sometimes when she's really hyper. She's a weird one, what can I say? Alistair and I have been trying to comfort her. Hopefully it's cheered her up a little. Honestly, there are worse things in the world than divorce. Want me to name a few? No? All right.

Well, here's one anyway. It was already part of what I had to record. Alistair's father sacrificed his ex-wife to Lord Voldemort. Isn't that terrible? I feel so bad for Alistair, and when I'm not thinking of Shadow, I can't stop thinking of that. Alistair hasn't mentioned it again since the day he told me, but I think it did help for him to tell someone. He and I have become very close, and I'm very glad. I've never really had a guy to talk to. Unless you count Tom Riddle. I can't decide if I do. I guess you could say that I've always had plenty of brothers to talk to, but I don't really count that either. Bill and Charlie are so much older that they never really discussed anything serious with me. Percy always told me what to do. Thank the powers that be that he's not still at Hogwarts! The twins are great fun, but you could never even dream of discussing anything meaningful with them. At least I couldn't. Ron is so close to my age that I think he sees me as more of a nuisance than anything else. But I feel like if I ever needed anything, I could go to Ron and he would help me out. He's just a sweetie like that. I couldn't be happier for him and Hermione!

Sorry, I was really rambling there. But I guess that's what diaries are for. Well, that's all of my news for now!

Ginny

A/N: Sorry that the diary chapters are always so short! But it has become a good way to kind of tie up loose ends. And I was able to reconnect with the song, which is originally why I wrote this fic. If you didn't catch the references, you should go back to chapter one and reread the song. "It's the same thing again, but it could become a problem if we don't deal with it now," comes directly from the song "Whatever's Left" by Snow Patrol. I didn't intend to use that, I just wrote it and then realized that it was a lyric. So I'm giving the credit due. Could you all do me that favor of reviewing, even though it is short?