Diary of a Red Head
30th of August
I'm not likely to be anywhere else than my room, am I?
12:00 PM
It's raining.
12:01 PM
Why is it raining?
12:03 PM
It's summer, for Circe's sake. It's not supposed to rain.
12:04 PM
Maybe Circe liked rain.
12:05 PM
Maybe she's making it rain right now, to lure handsome men onto her island, who will come to her because she sings so nicely.
12:06 PM
Stupid Circe.
Nobody needs her anyway.
12:08 PM
Well, Percy does, I suppose. He wouldn't have had a fancy name for his owl otherwise.
12:09 PM
Stupid Percy.
12:10 PM
Hate windows.
12:11 PM
Loathe them with a burning passion.
12:12 PM
Tried to watch pretty sun rise up in sky.
12:13 PM
Window decided to lean towards me, for absolutely no reason at all, and bump into my head!
12:14 PM
All right, I admit that apple George hexed might have been a bit off course, but that was three years ago!
12:15 PM
I still can't believe it.
12:17 PM
Will you quit staring at me?
12:18 PM
I'm sulking, all right?
12:19 PM
Yes, I happen to like sulking.
12:20 PM
Sulk, sulk.
12:21 PM
Might be a good idea to go outside to sulk.
12:22 PM
Indeed, v. good idea.
12:52 PM
Was quietly sitting outside, innocently getting soaked, keeping to myself and all, when I suddenly realised there was someone up in the air. Curious, I stood up, and squinted.
Harry.
12:53 PM
I bet he went outside on purpose, trying to get soaked so I would feel sorry for him and snog him and forgive him for liking McGonagall.
12:54 PM
Hah.
I'm so not doing that.
12:55 PM
Sat down again, feeling wet, and royally pissed off at Harry and, well, wet, when suddenly Beatrice walked by.
12:56 PM
Sigh.
12:57 PM
No, Beatrice is not a person, you muffin, he's a gnome.
Ron's gnome to be more exact.
12:58 PM
No, Beatrice is not his pet gnome.
It's illegal to have gnomes as pets, even you know that.
12:59 PM
You see, mum and dad let Ron into the garden once when he was really small, and Beatrice clambered out of one of Mum's plants and attached himself to Ron, refusing to come off.
Ron had to walk around with a gnome on top of his head for three hours before Dad finally managed to get rid of him with a banishing spell.
13:00 PM
I see an attic visit in my future.
You see, mum said once she has pictures of that somewhere.
13:01 PM
I really don't know why Professor Trelawney doesn't give me a higher grade; I certainly deserve one with my magnificent Inner-Eye.
I suppose she hasn't quite forgiven me for lighting her dress on fire. No matter how many times I told her it was an accident, she still gave me detention for a month.
13:02 PM
I used to go into the garden to talk to him when I was little.
Beatrice, I mean.
13:04 PM
Anyway, Beatrice spotted me and walked over, happily exclaiming 'Idiot!' by way of greeting.
Before I knew it, he'd clambered on top of my head, pulling on my hair. While I was trying to get him off, Harry gracefully landed next to me.
13:06 PM
Which is completely unfair of him, by the way. I can't land gracefully for the life of me, even though I've been practicing for years, and he's been able to do it ever since his first flying lesson.
13:07 PM
I really don't like him.
13:08 PM
'Beatrice! Get off!' I shouted, while Beatrice happily held on tighter and hollered 'Ron! Shageh!'
13:09 PM
Fred and George will be v. happy. They've been trying to get Beatrice to say vulgar words ever since that day.
'Shag me' would be a good start of that.
13:10 PM
Though I don't suppose it's a positive thing if Beatrice said 'Ron! Shag me!' when Ron was near.
13:11 PM
Hermione would throw quite a fit, for one thing.
13:13 PM
Fred and George are dead.
13:14 PM
Harry managed to get Beatrice off my hair (really good of him, have to remember to reward him with one of mum's muffins once) and get him into my arms.
As I tried to lower him onto the ground, he squinted at me through his tiny brown eyes, and said 'Hoit!' I stared at him, confused.
13:15 PM
'He said hold it,' Harry said simply, when he saw me look at Beatrice with confusion.
13:16 PM
How come Harry is suddenly an expert on Gnomish?
13:17 PM
I think I should try puzzling.
13:18 PM
At least those things only look mildly shocking, you know, with the hand waving at you from one piece while the head is looking at your ceiling, not quite knowing what its hand is doing.
13:19 PM
It would be a great way to rid me of the bad, traumatising experience I've just had with Beatrice.
13:20 AM
I'm sure it's all harmless fun, teaching a gnome bad words and good words and rearranging them to form nice, insulting sentences, but can't it refrain from snogging the life out of ME because he thought I was Ron?
13:21 AM
I truly did not know what to do at that moment.
13:22 AM
My thirteenth proper kiss now belongs to a gnome.
Named Beatrice.
Because Ron thought it was a she.
13:24 AM
Harry really has good reflexes.
13:25 AM
No, really, he does.
He grabbed Beatrice, hurled him off to the middle of nowhere, and stood in front of me, breathing angrily and looking very much like he was about to murder something.
Beatrice, to be more specific.
13:27 AM
'Harry,' I said softly. 'Thanks.'
Harry just grunted, looked at me sternly, and marched off.
13:28 AM
Why did he look so sternly at me?
What did I do?
He can't possibly think –
13:29 AM
Oh no.
13:31 AM
Harry thinks I go about kissing every gnome in our garden.
13:32 AM
That's preposterous!
And – and – horrendous!
And – and – and – all those other words I can't think of right now ending with 'ous'!
13:34 AM
I'm going to talk to him.
I am going to talk to him.
13:36 AM
In fact, I'm going right now.
13:40 AM
I looked outside through the bathroom window (don't want my window to hit me again, thank you very much) but Harry isn't flying around in the garden anymore.
Where is he off to, then?
13:41 AM
I didn't really want to search through the whole house for him, so I decided to make things easier for myself.
13:42 AM
I was hardly planning on doing anything illegal, so you can stop making those disapproving sounds, all right?
13:43 AM
'!' I hollered, standing in the middle of the hallway.
13:44 AM
Lots of things happened at once.
Ron's door flew open, and he growled something rude at me – and it was rude, because Hermione, who was in the room with him, gasped 'Ron!' before he closed the door with a loud bang – and Mum shouted 'Oh, for heaven's sake, Ginny, we taught you how to talk properly!' from downstairs, and George poked his head out from Fred and George's room and muttered an accusing 'Ginny!', which he'll have to shove up his –
13:45 AM
After Harry had dragged me off to the shed in our garden (I wasn't protesting too much against that), he turned towards me, quietly (but demandingly) saying, 'Was that really necessary?'
I looked at him as if he was mental. 'Of course it was. How else was I supposed to find you?'
He raised both eyebrows at this, but I crossed my arms over my chest and gave him my 'I'm-Ginny-I-rule-over-you' look.
It didn't quite work.
13:46 AM
It figures that Harry would be immune to my look.
He probably hasn't learnt how to feel compassion, or anything in his sodding life!
13:47 AM
'I don't snog gnomes for fun,' I spat randomly, since he hadn't said anything.
'I didn't think you did.'
'And I don't like blueberries.'
'I know.'
'In fact, I don't think I like you much either, with you loving McGonagall and all.'
'I don't love McGonagall, Ginny,' said Harry.
'And McGonagall probably being secret code for Lavender or Parvati or Hannah.'
'Ginny,' said Harry softly.
13:48 AM
Suddenly, it was as if I couldn't control myself anymore. I threw myself at him, buried my head in his shoulder, and started bawling horribly and pathetically, hiccupping, and getting snot all over him.
He didn't even seem to mind that much, awkwardly comforting me while I cried all over him and his nice clean green shirt. I hadn't changed, so I was quite drenched and sobbing and socold.
I stopped after a while, and Harry smiled at me. Then he noticed I was shivering, and asked if I was cold, at which I shook my head.
'Harry,' I said, for the third time that day, my voice raspy and whatnot from crying. 'Thanks.'
Harry kissed me on the cheek and drew back, saying, 'Don't mention it.'
13:50 AM
Nice, that is.
Sure, Mr. Potter, go on, leave me in a deserted shed in the middle of nowhere, while you go into the house!
14:05 AM
I decided to go home and sulk some more.
I'd taken two steps out of that shed and then it started to rain even harder. Muttering darkly under my breath, I pushed against the backdoor and found it locked.
14:06 AM
Why would it be locked?
Do they honestly think someone is going to steal the fireplace?
'Dad!' I shouted, banging on the door.
'Tell me.' Dad's voice sounded muffled through the rain and the door.
'Tell you what?'
'Tell me it.'
My jaw dropped. 'I'm not telling you that!'
'Not that, Ginny, the other that.'
'Fine. My first boyfriend was Michael Corner, with whom I've had a total of two kisses –'
'All right! I don't need to hear that. Come on in!' said Dad, in a high-pitched voice, opening the door.
I glowered at him as I stepped in, feeling even more soaked.
14:08 AM
Unfair.
Unfair, I tell you.
14:09 AM
Oh, he thinks he's being smart, going upstairs, eh?
He's probably been hiding in the linen closet, that Lavender-loving fish.
Author's Note: This took sososo long.
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