Well, I updated! I hope you like it! Only like two or three more chapters. Let me know if you want me to continue after that, I mean, I could!
May 30
Under Ron's bed
Dear Diary,
Yah, I know, it is pretty gross under here but it sure is interesting. Ugh! I am using this stupid muggle pencil and the writing stuff keeps breaking. But, I do not have enough room for ink and my brand new pink feather pen that I got last week so I guess it will have to do. EWW! I just toughed Ron's sandwich from like…last year. Gross!
Anyways, Hermione will be here soon and they will begin their stupid secret meeting or whatever. I don't understand why I cannot be here with them too. I mean, seriously, what could be so important not to let me know too?
Oh, crap here she comes.
Surrounded by foreign…and gross…objects,
Ginny Weasley
May 28
Once again, sitting by the lake
Hey,
I cannot believe she did that. Ginny hid under Ron's bed today when we were talking about what route to take when we leave. It was only five minutes before Ginny suddenly crawled out from beneath Ron's bed and she gave me this look…I shiver as I remember…she looked at me like I had taken her world away. Then she left, not saying a word.
Later, I found her crying up in the tree house that she and Ron built when they were little. When I called her name, she slowly pulled up the ladder so I couldn't get up there. I want to hold her, comfort her and get her to understand why I didn't tell her. I don't know what I was thinking.
HARRY POTTER
May 30
The tree house
Dear Diary,
Now I wonder if Harry ever really loved me. Here he is skipping the last year of school and running off with Ron and Hermione to save the world. I know, her has to do it, but why couldn't he tell me? Can't I go too...?
Now that I think about it, did he ever say he loved me? Now, I don't remember. Life was good then, I mean besides everyone dying…
I will never love again
Gin
Ginny looked up and frowned. She threw her diary on the floor and collapsed into the old sofa before falling asleep. The wind picked up and it whipped open the curtained door, revealing a black haired boy, broom in hand. He walked into the room and his expression softened when he saw Ginny, curled up on the sofa, shivering. He quietly walked over and knelt down beside her. He tucked a lock of her feisty hair behind her ear. Her eyes flittered open and she frowned. Before she had a chance to say anything however, he leaned in and kissed her gently. Tears glistened Ginny's eyes as he pulled away.
"I love you Ginny," he whispered.
So! There is my next chapter! I hope you like it! I added some regular dialogue too, obviously, because it is harder to get across the romance in just diary entries. R&R!