Dear Diary,

I was insane to ever agree to help that snot faced ferret with Spanish. Arg. He's such an ass. Here's how our first Spanish lesson went.

I'm already sitting in the DADA room talking to Harry when he comes up behind me.

"Ginny. I thought that you were going to help me with my Spanish, not talk to Potter." He was talking in such a whiney voice that I chose to ignore him and finish my conversation with Harry. Which wasn't the greatest idea in the world. "GINNY!"

"WHAT!'

"I need help with my Spanish."

'I want to finish my conversation with Harry."

"Er...Why don't we just talk a bit later Gin. I would hate for Malfoy to like burst a vein or something." Harry told me.

"Harry. I refuse to let this slimy, needy ferret run when I talk to you just because he needs help with his Spanish. Speaking of which..." I turned to face Malfoy, "Why do you even need help with Spanish? Isn't that totally random? It's just like 'I need to learn Spanish'? Why do you want to learn Spanish?"

"Er...well...my mother wants me to learn Spanish." Isn't that sweet in a creepy type of way? He's doing it for his mother. Okay, on the count of three. One, two, three. 'awwwwwwwwwwww'.

"Oh. Okay. Fine then. Let's get started. I created a nice little quiz here. You have fifteen minutes." Do you know what he got on it? I graded it quickly so he would know what he would have to do. It was a really easy quiz. You just had to look at the words in Spanish and write down their meaning. He failed. I think he got five of them right. Out of thirty. Harry took it too. He got seven right. It's really shocking that the two of them managed to become teachers. So what if one is going to defeat Voldemort and the other grew up with a father obsessed with the Dark Arts? They're too moronic to be teachers. They can't even get along! They're supposed to be working together not fighting constantly. It's things like that that makes you wonder just how sane Dumbledore is.

I'm gonna take a slight break now because it's the second Hogsmeade weekend and I'm making Malfoy come with us. Tata.

Hi. I'm back. Harry's in his room. Malfoy's in the hospital wing and he won't be able to teach tomorrow. Remind me to send Gred and Forge a thank you note. Nothing that bad happened to him. They just tested some of their newest products on him. It was a mix between the ton tongue toffees and the canary creams so you wound up with a really really big canary. However, before they gave him that he received a rather large assortment of different treats that changed between animals and sounds that he would make every so often. Like he turned into a cheeping lion, and a barking bird and so many different things. Funny funny stuff. Okay. Well I have another tutoring session with Malfoy tomorrow and it's getting kinda late so I'm heading out. Adios.

GMW

AUTHOR'S NOTE: Hi everyone. Sorry it took so long for this to get up. I know I said Wednesday, but my sisters and I fought to much on the way home from Boston so my mother took away our computer usage until today. The good news is that as of my last update I had been writing this story for one month and got thirteen chapters up. That's pretty good. Just out of curiosity, does anyone else ever have the issue that this QuickEdit thing doesn't work all the time or just me. I can't get the bold to show up and things to be spaced correctly sometimes and it's because it goes to the preview page but the QuickEdit part isn't there. Please review!

easilyamused: Christmas should be interesting. If you have any ideas for pranks to get played on our adorable ferret just let me know. Please. Otherwise I might not be able to think of anything. Thanks for reviewing.

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