"When i was younger, i was...a little chubby. i decided that when i came to hogwarts i would become thiner and never be fat again. when dieting and what not didnt help me i went to my old friend Samantha. She told me about her sister's "secret remedy" to being fat.

Samantha was always very very pale and thin, so i resented her but took her advice whenever she gave it. Samantha told me to stop eating meals. i tried. i really did, but my mother would give me a look that just crippled me. My mother was always supportive, but i cant say the same for my brothers. they were ashamed of me sometimes. didnt like to go places with me. this, of course, didnt help me at all. when i told samantha about it, she sighed and rolled her eyes. she told me to "get rid of it".

Samantha moved away a week after she thaught me the ropes of bulemia. i dropped the weight slowly and when she came back to see me she looked dissapointed and said i was getting nowhere slowly. Samantha stopped visiting and writing me. i started throwing up after every meal. the weight flew off, but now no one wanted to be around me. i was the "Aneorexic reject" in the corner. i sent Samantha a picture of me. she stopped by for a week. Now I was thinner than her, and boy was she jealous. She told me that i was still a fat ugly girl on the inside. Since i took her opinon in such high regard, i was shocked into submission. I felt like everyone still saw the fat ugly Ginny. So when i ate, i just threw it up. but this time, i wouldnt remember doing it. it was like i was just going to the bathroom. i thought i was putting the weight back on.

Then i went to Hogwarts. it was terrible! Everyone was judgeing me and i couldnt handle the pressure. I found that diary and i told it my fears. Well that didnt work out to well. i ended up being bloddy posessed. It wasnt like i knew that Tom existed. i thought the diary was charmed to make you feel better.

Then one day the diary snapped at me. it told me to piss off...or something along those lines. I was angry and hurt that yet another of the people i loved had turned on me. So i threw it in the toliet. Not very smart. Now Tom's plan was out of order so her decided that it was a good time to drain me of my life. Harry saved me." Ginny stopped after she said his name. Tears welled up in her eyes.

Harry had left her. He had left Hogwarts. He made up some excuse and left. She had been able to love him. He had momentarily broken through the wall she had built. But life with Harry was terriable. He ignored her constantly and didnt care about her physical apperance. She always hoped that he would change and love her, but instead he decided to go after dark wizards.

Draco didnt know what to do. Ginny had stopped talking and was possibly crying. He had been so confused at her story. It almost seemed like a story book. How could he have missed this in all the years he had teased her family. Had he contributed to this problem. For the second time in his life, Draco regreted doing something to the Weasley family. He was ashamed of himself.

"I can't finish today. The rest hurts too much." Ginny's tear filled voice said. She got up and walked to the door, knowing the footsteps by heart. Draco stood up quickly.

"Can i see you again?" Draco said. His guilt was hitting him hard. The least he could do is listen to the girl.

"If you want to." Ginny said walking out of the door. She didnt want to leave Draco, but she didnt want to stay. Without her brothers here, who would protect her if the Gryffendors thought she was a traitor for talking with Malfoy? No one would. If Malfoy wanted to see her again, he would have to try hard because she wasnt going to be an outcast in her own house.

Ginny paused before going up the stairs. Why was she comming down so hard on him. He actually seemed like he wanted to help. If she was hard on him she would be just like everyone else, avoiding someone because they are different. Ginny continued up the stairs. Did she really want to start something that would probably end with her in tears? No. If he really wanted to see her again, why hadn't he followed? Ginny felt her already existing tears multiply. He had just sat there because it would have been rude to leave. Story of her life. Ginny rushed to the commen room. She ran up the stairs to the girls dormitry and fell on her bed. When she finally slept, she had nightmares.