August 18, 1995, 12 Grimmauld Place

Today wasn't as exciting as I would have liked it to be, but at least it got my mind off of things for a few hours. It was just one of those days where I had fun, no matter what was happening outside of my own little world.

Basically, Tonks stopped by for three hours, and she ended up spending all of that time with me.

Don't ask me how it happened. It just did. I can't explain it. It was like the thing with me and Hermione. Tonks and I were just sitting at the kitchen table, and before I knew it, and I started blabbing away about everything I've felt over these past few days.

But, of course, I was careful not to let anything about Fred and George slip out.

Tonks listened to me patiently and waited until I was finished to say anything. She told me she was surprised that "a young pretty girl such as yourself is worrying about all of these things without enjoying life."

I thanked her for listening to me, but just when I got up to go back upstairs, Tonks invited me to sit back down. "I want to know what's going on in your life." She told me. "I haven't seen you in ages!"

I told her all about Michael, and my frustrations at not being able to see him until term starts. Tonks nodded knowingly and said that she had a boyfriend she couldn't see during the summer when she was in her sixth year. I asked her how she survived, and she said that she didn't; she wrote to him constantly and sent him daily pictures of herself every single morning.

When I was talking with Tonks, I couldn't help but realize how similar she and Bill are. I mean, they look totally different from the outside, but on the inside, I think they're truly alike. I mean, both of them aren't afraid to go against the grain and be different, and neither of them let outside pressures bother them.

I was thinking…wouldn't Tonks and Bill make a great couple?

But then I remembered. Bill's with Fleur now. As for Tonks? I asked her if she fancied anyone at the moment, and she just sighed and said that she did have her eye on someone, but she wouldn't say who.

I'd be you a million Galleons that it's Bill. But, of course, I could be wrong.

Anyway, we talked together for a few hours, We talked about anything and everything we could think of, from the war right down to me guessing who Tonks fancies.

But Mum spoiled our fun at the exact moment I thought Tonks was going to tell me who she fancies. Mum came into the kitchen and told Tonks that Professor Lupin and Kingsley Shacklebolt were waiting for her outside in the hall. Tonks hugged my goodbye and said that we should do the "talking thing" more often.

Mum raised her eyebrows at the both of us before turning to the stove to start cooking lunch, but I could have sworn that I saw a little smile on her lips when I told her that Tonks was my friend.

Other than that my day was…boring. Yes, once again, my day was filled with meaningless conversations with Ron and Hermione. Harry doesn't even speak to me, but I'm perfectly okay with that. He's got other things to worry about at the moment.

I'm just so sick of this house. I'm sick of having to stay inside all the time.

I'm sick of everything.

I probably sound like a whining child, but it's the truth. I'm stuck in this house until the end of the summer, with nothing to do except to hope that someone you know drops by. It's very tiring.

I don't like it when my life is predictable. Unpredictability in some aspects is what makes life fan-bloody-tastic. And so far this summer, with the exception of the dementor attack and things like that, every single day has been the same: wake up, clean, talk eat, write, go to sleep.

There isn't any variety to what I do on a daily basis. It's just like repeating the same cycle…over…and over…and over again. It's frustrating, you know?

Alas, you probably don't. But I don't really care. I'll just keep talking and talking and talking about my day, and you can listen, or at least just sit there…you can't talk. You're a journal.

Well, I'd better go. I'm tired.

-Ginny


I am SO sorry about this short chapter. I'm in a rush.

Thanks to: prongsgurl202113, Kat, monketprobs, fatalgambler, and Jazipan.

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-Rox