August 13, 1995, 12 Grimmauld Place
Well, the hype surrounding Harry's narrow escape from the Ministry's clutches seems to have died down a bit. Fred, George, and I were just about ready to continue our "He got off, he got off, he got off" war chant during breakfast, but one look from Mum shut us all up.
Ah, well. It was fun while it lasted…
Everyone seems genuinely happy that Harry is going to be able to return to Hogwarts, but there's one person in particular that seems to be taking it the wrong way.
Sirius seemed very happy for Harry last night at the impromptu dinner party in the kitchen. But this morning, he didn't come downstairs for breakfast, and when he joined us all for lunch, he looked like he was in a very bad mood. He hardly spoke to anyone, and Fred later reported to us that Sirius had locked himself in his mother's room with Buckbeak.
Hermione shared her theory about Sirius with me. She reckons that Sirius was hoping that Harry wouldn't be able to go to Hogwarts, because then Harry have to come live with Sirius, and then they'd be outcasts of the wizarding world together.
I think Hermione's being a bit harsh. I mean, would you want to be stuck in a house all by yourself. I suppose Sirius jumped at the slight chance that Harry would be able to live with him. He was trying to get his own hopes up that his godson would be expelled.
But when Harry came home saying that he would be returning to Hogwarts, I guess Sirius was upset that he wouldn't have someone to keep him company for the rest of the year.
"Sirius has the rest of the Order to keep him company, so he won't be that lonely." Hermione had said to me after Mum sent us all upstairs after lunch. I suppose Professor Lupin will be staying on in the house, but he disappears often, doing mysterious work for the Order, so he isn't really around much.
I just hope Sirius jumps back from this foul mood. I must say, I like the happy, joking Sirius better than the surly, upset Sirius. I miss his cracks about Kreacher, and I miss the look Hermione gives him whenever he jokes about the house elf.
Hermione's been fidgeting all day long. She has a feeling that the Hogwarts book lists will be coming soon, and she's desperate to find out if she made Gryffindor Prefect or not.
I don't know how many times I've written this, but it's true. Hermione's bound to become a Prefect, so I don't know what she's so worried about. Fred and George have been offering their advice, but all they say is "Being a Prefect sucks the fun out of life."
Of course, Hermione totally disagrees with that statement, so she usually launches into a long monologue about Prefects, and Fred and George walk off without saying goodbye. I overheard them this morning, saying that Hermione's starting to sound like Percy.
First of all, Percy did talk about the importance of being a Prefect, but I would never even think of insulting Hermione by saying that she was starting to sound like Percy. That's just…utterly disgusting.
Michael seems very…persistent…about us meeting in Diagon Alley. He wants to know exactly why I can't go.
You don't know how much I want to tell him where I really am, but Mum's forbidden it. I mean, if Harry Potter wasn't even allowed to know, Michael Corner obviously isn't allowed to know.
I guess I'm just going to have to wait until term starts in a few weeks to see Michael. All I have is that picture of us on the train, and that picture of him on the Eiffel Tower. I miss him.
I miss him a lot.
I mean, those pictures were of him a few months ago. Michael could have changed so much, and I won't know until term starts. He could have gotten taller, or more attractive, or even less attractive (that's not even possible). I have no clue.
I have an idea.
I'll write to Michael and ask him to send me a recent picture of him. That way, I'll have a little accurate reminder of what he really looks like.
Sounds like a plan.
Brilliant.
-Ginny
I am so sorry about this short chapter. I'm feeling much better today, but my mom's not allowing me to strain myself too much, so that's all you're going to get today.
Thanks to all of my reviewers. I love you guys so much, there aren't even words to describe how grateful I am right now for you. Keep it up!
I'll give you some information on my updates and me:
My fever has gone down to 100.8, but it could spike at any time, so I'm not promising that I'll be healthy by tomorrow. I don't feel dizzy anymore, and I haven't thrown up since last night, so I guess that's a good thing.
Puddlemere Night Stand will be updated by Monday, I promise. I've got the next chapter finished. I've just got to tweak it a bit.
I'm also working on a little RHr one-shot, so expect that up, soon.
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-Rox
