Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter. If I did, I'd be rich, British, and a hell of a lot older.

A/N: Thanks to my little muse, I have many ideas floating around in the large expanse that is my brain. Thank you Marie, for showing me my Jedi mind powers…..I owe ya!

August 8th

8:46 am
Closet floor…pain…

Well, this morning as I awoke with a stiff neck and a sore back, I came to find a pair of lacy knickers stuck to the side of my face.

Excellent.

That is the last time I try and make a bed out of dirty laundry.

Blast. I'm starved.

I guess I'll have to face the wrath of mum, if I intend to stay nourished.

9:28 am
Bedroom…lockdown

Once again in the span of only a few days, I'm a prisoner in my own home.

Okay, here's the dig. My plan was to flounce downstairs in all of my flounciness and to greet everybody with a very cheery "good morning". Then I'd eat and make a mad dash to freedom.

I only got through the flouncy bit before mum squashed all of my plans, by yelling and hooting and puffing up and sighing like a billion times.

All the while, He was just sitting there. Staring. Like a lawn ornament.

After mum tittered all the way to Diagon Alley and back, she finally sent me to my room. She yelled a very lovely "You're grounded for the rest of the week, Ginevra!", as I moseyed up the stairs.

I feel really loved, at the mo.

10:15 am
Bedroom…my own prison cell….

Hermione in all of her Hermione-ish glory, decided to come and visit me. She brought me a book.

It's some mad muggle phenomenon about muggles who fly those car shuttle thingies in space.

And they have these awesomely random Jedi mind powers.

I tried using them on Hermione but she just got agitated and left in a huff.

11:47 am
Bedroom….solitary confinement….

Prisoners are allowed meals right?

I'm starved. I could eat….

Oh crap. I'm starting to hear noises due to my loneliness.

From my closet. Maybe I'm being rescued….

11:51 am
Closet…clothes heap…

Holy hell! It's Arnold! My Pygmy-Puff!

I thought I lost him!

Thank Merlin! I'm not alone!

12:03 pm
Bedroom….as usual…

I've forgotten how incredibly boring Arnold is….

He just sits there and stares. I tried using Jedi mind powers on him, hoping to get him to do something, but he just sat there.

This is a disappointment.

12:58 pm
Bedroom…back behind bars…

Well shortly after my disappointing discovery, mum the prison warden, came to fetch me from my cell.

She said I could use the loo and then I had to go straight down for lunch.

So I did my business and then I tried my whole flouncing approach again.

He, Hermione, and Ron looked guilty. Like they were up to something bad.

Like guilty bad.

I tried using my Jedi mind powers, by staring and squinting a bit and concentrating really hard, but I just got weird looks and a headache.

Ergo, I'll have to refine my techniques.

Anyways, lunch got really interesting, really fast.

Mum could tell something was going down, because she got overly nice. I tried to use it to my advantage but she ignored my attempts at a bid for freedom.

Lunch was very quite and when it was over mum called the three loons into the living room for a secret meeting full of secrets.

I was ushered back to my room by mum of course, who was all flustered and tittery.

She wouldn't answer any of my questions. So for a change, I outwardly told her that I was using my Jedi mind powers on her.

She tittered and sighed and then shut me up in my room. I could hear her sighing all the way down the stairs.

2:35 pm
Kitchen….highly confused….

I was summoned down from my room not long ago and I was told that I wasn't grounded anymore.

Mum just kind of stared at me, and gave me this like pity look. Then she left.

Maybe my Jedi mind powers did work.

Anywhoo, I'm free! And I'm suspicious.

Something is up, and it certainly isn't good.

I'm going to have a word with Ron though.

3:48 pm
Bedroom….#!...

I've gone and stubbed my toe.

3:50 pm
Bedroom….hobbling….

I used the combination of the Chinese death grip and my Jedi mind powers on poor Ron.

I'm pretty sure he cried a little.

I couldn't get anything out of him though. I think He is putting Ron through some sort of training when it comes to interrogation.

Damn. My toe really hurts.

8:14 pm
Bedroom…healing….

Wow. I've just played the most awkward game of Quidditch in my entire life.

I had to play seeker opposite the one and only He….

So of course I was distracted by his evilness.

And his bum.

So this evil combination caused me to run into a very large and menacing tree.

The tree just stood there. It didn't even try to get out of the way.

8:24 pm
Bedroom…still healing….

Dinner was awfully odd. Even though I had restrained from using my Jedi mind powers.

He and his minions were awfully guilty looking. Mum was all a flitter.

Even Crookshanks was behaving his evil self.

August 9th

1:39 am
Bedroom….fuming…really fuuuuming….

THEY LEFT! BASTARDS!

HOW COULD THEY?

THOSE WHORES!

1:47 am
Bedroom….pouting…

So HE comes into my room and wakes me up from this fantastic dream about the Caribbean. Pirates. Enough said.

Anyways, he wakes me up and he just kisses me. Like full on.

I was so startled that I just kind of sat there and before I could properly react he had patted my head and left.

So I dragged myself out of my warm and comfy bed and I snuck down the stairs and I witnessed them all leaving.

LIKE BASTARDS!

1:49 am
Bedroom….fuming again….

Even if I HATE one of them with an undying passion.

1:50 am
Bedroom...fuming like something that fumes a lot...

He still has a smashing bum.