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I cannot find a way to describe it
It's there inside; all I do is hide

I used to bottle up my feelings, about being over shadowed by my brothers, being poor, loving Harry, everything. I sat in the front seat of the obviously bewitched Ford Anglia thinking how lucky I was to have found a diary in my cauldron after this year's trip to Diagon Alley. This diary was not just a diary, either. I found that it could write back to me; like having a conversation with a book. His name was Tom, and for the past month I had trusted him with my deepest secrets. Just at that moment George swore from the bask seat; he had forgotten his Filibuster Fireworks. As we headed back The Burrow I tried to picture what my first year would be like. Who would I befriend? How close would we grow? What house would I be in? Gryffindor, I presume, since that is where my whole family was sorted into. We had just reached the highway, when a smile came over me. At least I'll have Tom, no matter what. I remember what he said last night, right before I had placed it on the night stand. A sinking feeling took place in my stomach, "I've forgotten my diary!"

I wish that it would just go away
What would you do, you do, if you knew
What would you do

Before I clambered back into the car I hastily shoved Tom into my trunk, which was in the back of the car. I slid into the car that was now filled with high tempers. Dad was trying to convince mum to let him fly the car. I stifled a laugh; they always have silly arguments, and mum always wins. As I leaned back in my seat, my mind shifted to one of its favorite topics- Harry. What would happen is he found out how I felt? I mean, some of it was obvious, like me dropping things whenever he is enters the room. He knew I liked him, but what I told Tom was different. I wrote to Tom such a long section, just about how beautiful Harry's emerald eyes are. It was almost a full page, and just on his eyes. It would be so humiliating if he knew. Before I knew it we had reached King's Cross. We rushed to board the scarlet steam engine, known as the Hogwarts Express. I could not wait; I was going to Hogwarts at last.

All the pain I thought I knew
All the thoughts lead back to you

I awoke, eyes still shut, and moaned. What happened? Why wasn't I dead? Was I dead? I took a deep, shuddering breath, and opened my eyes. There was the monster Tom, no, I had controlled using Parsletounge. I cannot believe I trusted that foul, little…. Or that he betray me. I shifted my head and there stood the last person I wanted to see. His robes covered with blood, there Harry stood. A look of deep concern spread across his handsome face. He was holding something in his hand. I gasped, and my eyes filled with more tears. "No," I whispered, stammering an explanation between tears.

He comforted me, "It's all right. Riddle's finished." He continued, but I heard none of it. Anger built up inside of me; I hate Tom Riddle. I hate He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named. Everything. Everything was his fault. Because of him I am going to be expelled. Because of him, Harry probably thinks that I am even more of a foolish little girl than he did before.

Back to what was never said
Back and forth inside my head

Why hadn't I been more careful? Why hadn't I listened to what mum and dad always say? Never trust anything that can think for itself if you can't see where it keeps his brain; I could have gotten myself killed! But no Harry, my love, my hero, had saved me.

I can't handle this confusion
I'm unable; come and take me away

For a fleeting second I felt happy, as Harry slowly lead me out of the chamber. He had saved me. Why? Because- The feeling was gone. Because I was his best friends sister. Because it was his duty to fight evil. Why had I confused myself by supposing it possible?

I feel like I am all alone
All by myself I need to get around this

We got back to the entrance of the chamber, where Ron and Professor Lockhart were. I was still crying. Surrounded by people; but still so alone.

My words are cold, I don't want them to hurt you
If I show you, I don't think you'd understand
Cause no one understands

We flew out of the Chamber of Secrets by holding on to the red bird's tail. Tears plastered against my face by the air that whipped against me. How glad I was to get out of the chamber. But as my feet touched the floor of the girls bathroom I felt as though I'd rather be back down there. I would now have to face mum, dad, Professor Dumbledore, everybody. I knew I would be expelled. More tears leaked down my face. Would I be sent to Azkaban? Would anybody understand that I had not meant to do it? Does Harry?

All the pain I thought I knew
All the thoughts lead back to you
Back to what was never said
Back and forth inside my head
I can't handle this confusion
I'm unable; come and take me away

As soon as I walked into McGonagall's office mum and dad flung themselves at me, mum shrieking my name. She then embraced Ron and Harry, pulling them into our embrace. After I was released I stood still, numb. Harry began to tell his story.

I'm going nowhere (on and on and)
I'm getting nowhere (on and on and on)

My name- nor Riddle's had come up in the story. I felt a rush of gratitude, and found myself thinking, I love you, Harry.

Take me away

I knew the story would never be complete without that piece of knowledge. Dumbledore was the first to mention it, although I soon confessed, "His d-diary! I've b-been writing in it, and he's been w-writing back all year-"

I'm going nowhere (on and off and off and on)
(and off and on)

"Ginny! Haven't I taught you anything? What have I told you? Never trust anything that can think for itself if you can't see where it keeps its brain? Why didn't you show the diary to me, or your mother? A suspicious object like that, it was clearly full of Dark Magic-"

I sobbed harder. "I d-didn't know! I found it inside one of those books mum got me. I th-thought someone had just left it in there and forgotten about it-"

"Miss Weasley should go up to the Hospital Wing right away," ordered Dumbledore. He then proceeded to say there will be no punishment. Oh, thank Merlin, I thought. Thank-you. I was almost happy. "There has been no lasting harm done, Ginny."

All the pain I thought I knew
All the thoughts lead back to you

As mum, dad, and I walked out of the office. There was no noise in the hallway, except for our shoes hitting the floor. I sniffled. I patted the end of my cloak's left sleeve up against my eye. Mum cried, "Oh! Ginny!" And I felt myself being pulled into another tight embrace. Dad joined in to, and I cried harder. I know I had disappointed them. How could I have been so foolish?

Back to what was never said
Back and forth inside my head

As we went to the Hospital Wing Madam Pomfrey took one look at me. Without being told she knew; I suppose a trait of a good healer. She set me down on a clean white bed, although the grime clinging to my cloak dirtied it a bit. She handed me a slab of chocolate, and ordered me to get some rest. I shut my eyes, pretending to sleep, but really tried to sort out the thought flying around my head.

I can't handle this confusion
I'm unable; come and take me away

When you need to be rescued you love one is supposed to come to your aid. That had happened down in the chamber. But now, I needed to be rescued from thoughts. Thoughts of Harry. How can Harry take me away, when it is him I need to be taken away from? I rolled over in the bed, clutching the top of the white sheets in my hand. Still troubled, I drifted off into a deep sleep.

Take me away
Break me away
Take me away