August 11, 1995, 12 Grimmauld Place
Well, it's official. I'm fourteen years old. But does anyone bother to wish me a happy birthday?
NO!
Okay. Hermione, Bill, Mum, and Dad wished me a happy birthday. And I got some pretty decent gifts, like color-change ink from Mione and a piece of goblin gold from Bill, but that's pretty much it.
I got down to the kitchen before anyone else this morning, just to see if anyone would remember if it was my birthday. Mum hugged me and almost started to cry, saying that her "little baby girl" was "all grown up". She told me she would get me a present as soon as all of this Order stuff is over with.
I honestly don't know why, but I felt a pang of anger at the fact that Harry didn't remember my birthday. I mean, I wasn't expecting him to even know that it is my birthday. I never even talk to him! So why was I upset?
Oh, this is all just too confusing. It's my BIRTHDAY! I should be out having fun. But no. I spent most of my day cleaning a bloody bathroom.
You know that old ghoul? The one that popped out of the toilet while I was taking a shower a while back?
Well, the old ghoul strikes again.
This time, it popped out on Tonks while she was using the toilet after lunch. You could hear her scream all through the house. She insisted that we get rid of the thing as soon as possible.
So Fred, George, Ron, Hermione, Harry, Tonks, and I were all standing in the now-flooded second floor bathroom, waiting for the ghoul to pop out of the toilet.
When it did, Hermione screamed and jumped into the bathtub, Ron right behind her. Fred, George, and Tonks withdrew their wands and started aiming curse after curse at the ghoul, but it all went right through the thing and ended up scorching the walls. I was torn between screaming and laughing my bum off.
After nearly ten minutes of chasing the ghoul around the little bathroom, Tonks whipped her wand in the air and blue smoke emitted from the tip. The ghoul took one frightened look at the smoke and disappeared into thin air. The blue smoke rested over the bathroom for several moments, like battle fumes.
Mum came upstairs to see what was going on, and after seeing the mess that the ghoul made in the bathroom, she made us all (even Tonks) clean it up.
So that's basically how I spent my "big" birthday afternoon.
But, in more important news…I got a birthday present from Michael!
It just came about an hour ago via owl post, so I thought for a few hours that Michael had forgotten my birthday. Boy, was I wrong.
W-R-O-N-G Wrong!
Michael sent me this beautiful singing birthday card. Much to my surprise, when I opened it, the card started to play the Dream Lullaby! But it turns out that it really isn't called the Dream Lullaby.
Yes, ladies and gents! I have finally found the name of the music box song!
The song is named "Peaceful Valley", and I can totally understand why. I almost started crying when I read the name on the back of the card. Here's what Michael wrote inside, in his best handwriting:
To Ginny, on the occasion of your fourteenth birthday.
A beautiful melody for an even more beautiful girl.
Hope you're having a happy birthday, Gin.
All my love, Michael
Isn't that sweet? But that isn't the only thing he sent me. He also sent me a framed photograph of the two of us, taken on the Hogwarts Express before leaving for Kings Cross Station. I had almost forgotten about the picture being taken, but it's of Michael and I hugging each other in Hogsmeade station. I have it hidden underneath my pillow.
I let Hermione look at Michael's gifts. I was almost afraid that she would become jealous of me like she did a few weeks ago, but she laughed and said that I was extremely lucky to have such a caring boy in my life.
I had the strongest urge to tell her that she does have a caring boy in her life, and that caring boy is Ron. I know. It's hard to believe. But he really does care for Hermione in ways that I can't even describe. If only she knew…
Well, today has been a rather busy day. I feel like I haven't written enough, but this will just have to do.
Good night!
-Ginny
Oh, I know. It's a short chapter. But I'm tired. And I think I'm getting my fever again.
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