7:16am

I think I must have sleepwalked; I woke up huddled in a corner. I feel terrible. I slept really badly. Bunch of strange dreams. Really don't want to go to class. Do not want to go to Care of Magical Creatures. I'll probably be courted by a hippogriff or kissed by a unicorn or something.

I think it's time for a Puking Pastille.

7:18am

Oh dear. Do not feel good at all now. I'll go down to Madame Pomfrey and stay in the Hospital Wing.

9:31am

So far so good. No sign of any owls, Knarls or compulsive toast-butterers…

10:07am

This is actually really boring. There's nothing to do here.

11:15am

Number of tiles on the ceiling: 92 ½

Number of beds with blue pillows: 5

Number of times Pomfrey has hummed out of key: Constantly

Number of hairs on my arm: got to 100 before I got very disturbed and stopped counting out of concern for my health. Eww. Gross! I have hairy arms!

11:37am

Tried playing hangman with myself but I'm too good for myself. I must have psychic powers or something.

12:03pm

Am so bored.

The Hospital Wing During Second Period

The sheets are white

My hair's a fright

No Knarls in sight

Tril gives bad boy advice

I've learnt this twice

My medicine tastes like moldy rice

This is a bore

I can hear someone snore

Who's that at the door?

12:47pm

Jas, Trill and Dean just left. Had a good laugh. On the downside, they brought homework. At least it's more interesting than counting ceiling tiles. None of them batted their eyelashes or buttered my toast. This potion must finally be wearing off.

12:50pm

Enter Marvin.

Marvin the Random Ravenclaw: (sighs really loudly) Hi Ginny. (Stares for long period of time)

Me: (slightly suspicious) Hello...

MRR: I heard you weren't feeling so well. Ginny. So I brought you these Bertie Botts Every Flavoured Jelly Beans. Ginny. I hope you like them. Ginny. (sighs really loudly and stares for a long period of time!)

Me: Erm. Thanks, Marvin.

MRR: (In awe) You remembered my name. Ginny. Not many people do. Ginny. (blushes furiously) Well, salutations. Ginny. (walks away quickly)

Those jelly beans probably have a Love Potion in them. Better not eat them. Think I'll give them to Trill.

3:42pm

Attraction Potion has officially worn off. I did the Hold A Fork Up To Your Face And See If It Sticks Test. Results: negative. Think I'll go back to the common room.

3:56pm

Pomfrey excused me. She doesn't look pleased.

Definitely writing that letter to Fred and George right now.

9:32pm

Got reply back from F&G.

Ginny,

You took the potion? Didn't you read the label at the bottom? It was a joke present…You weren't supposed to drink it! Anyway, we'll send you your real present so it arrives tomorrow at breakfast.

Love, your two favourite brothers,

Fred and George Weasley

PS: We would have sent it with this letter, but Fred's lost it.

Love, your more favourite brother, George.

What? There's a note at the bottom? Stupid idiot brothers.

9:37pm

Typical. This is what it says:

Warning: Potion may have severe consequences if the drinker's name is Ginerva Weasley. (Don't want you having too many boyfriends!) Haha! Just pulling your leg. Owl us for you're real present. Happy Birthday Ginny!

I swear that wasn't there before. Going to murder them.

Hair Status: 3-Hat Required

16th September

5:07pm

Saw Ian McLloyd today. He's carrying around a camera and giving me weird looks. Hilarious.

Hair Status: 2- Curls in Control

17th September – Quidditch tryouts

8:17am

Quidditch tryouts today! Can't wait. Dean's been sucking up to Harry, hoping that buttering Harry's toast will get him on the Quidditch team.

I overheard some fourth years, including Romilda Vane, plotting to try out. Knowing Romilda, she's probably just come to ogle Harry. How pathetic, wasting Harry's time. As if he'd every go for girls like them. They can't stop giggling long enough to figure out the difference from a bludger and a quaffle.

5:34pm

Yes! I made the team! Ginny gets the quaffle! She shoots! She scores! Gryffindor wins the cup! But then again, Ron is our Keeper. Hmm. Gryffindor ties with Slytherin.

I was right about Romilda Vane and the Gigglers. Harry blew his whistle and they fell over clutching each other. Why do these people even bother? There were Hufflepuffs trying out!

7:16pm

I've never seen so many GLOOMY FACED Gryffindors. Dean is in a bit of a huff because he didn't make the team. I asked him to play wizards chess tonight and he went muttering off about not being good enough. Jas is pulling a moaning myrtle, wailing about not being good enough and being invisible. And Trillium - not wanting to be outdone by Jasmine- is going into another rant about her 'boring grey eyes'.

If the Gryffindors are this bad – the hufflepuffs who tried out must be going through handkerchiefs faster than the house elves can iron.

On the subject of house elves, Hermione (The Savoir of House Elves) has trapped me into knitting more 'hats' and 'socks'. In the mood she's in, it would be easier to say no to a Knarl during mating season.

Hair Status: 1- Sleek and Shiny

18th September

10:43am

Jas and Trill are in a good mood again. Trill just talked to Derek and is now staring off into space smiling.

11:02pm

Me: Do we have any Divination homework?

TM: Yeah…

Me: Can I borrow a Quill?

TM: Yeah…

Me: Where are they?

TM: Yeah…

Me: What?

TM: Yeah… (sighs)

Me: Did you know you smell like old socks?

TM: Yeah…

Me: Don't you think Colin Creevey is so handsome?

TM: Yeah…

Me: (smacks Trill on head)

TM: Well – that you mention it, Derek does have really nice hair.

4:56pm

Asked Dean to help me with my Herbology homework, but apparently he's not good enough to help me. He told me to go ask Katie Bell, because she got on the team. What Quidditch have to do with Fanged Geraniums? I told him to stop being a prat and gave him a kiss and he quickly stopped worrying about Quidditch.

Hair Status: 2.5- Mischievous mane