Ginny was home for the July holidays and it was a complete nightmare to be home. She had absolutely no distractions to get her mind off Cedric. She read lots of books and played chess with her brothers a lot until she became increasingly good at it. Her family kept moving back and forth between home and Grimmauld Place as the Order of the Phoenix believed Harry's story about Riddle and that's where Sirius was hiding. He'd offered to lend it out as a meeting place but it also meant he could be a part of what was going on.
When Ginny had first met Sirius two weeks ago, he hadn't been at all what she had expected. Beyond the surface of a rugged looking man, he was kind and gentle hearted, and particularly loyal to James and Lily, even after their passing. He had asked Ginny how Harry was one evening at dinner and she had told him what she knew, "He's not so great, unfortunately. The whole graveyard incident really shook him up and he has every right to be worried."
Sirius had sighed and shook his head, "And now he has to be back with his horrible relatives. I really wish Dumbledore would allow him to stay with me, but seeing as Voldemort is back then its best that he be kept as safe as possible." Ginny nodded in agreement. The only person who could have made her holidays worthwhile was Harry, and she was counting down the days until she saw him again.
During the fourth week into the holiday, Ginny received an owl from Mrs Diggory with a letter for her. The letter read:
Dear Ginny
I would really appreciate it if you could please come over so that I can chat to you about Cedric. I would have asked you sooner, had it not been for the many guests who have been visiting us for the past few weeks. If you could please come over on Saturday afternoon for tea it would be much appreciated. Let me know what time suits you.
Kind Regards and best wishes
Mrs Diggory
Ginny had been sincerely hoping that Mrs Diggory had changed her mind about their meeting. She sighed and bit a piece of her toast which she had been buttering before the letter arrived. She took the parchment from the owl and turned it over before replying:
Dear Mrs Diggory
Thank you for inviting me over. Would it be alright if we meet in the morning rather as I am busy in the afternoon and evening on Saturday? I'm sorry if this inconveniences you.
Kind Regards
Ginny
They had an order meeting planned in the evening and Ginny had promised her mother she would help cook for the dinner in the afternoon-as far as she knew, Lupin, Tonks, Snape, Sirius, the real Mad-Eye Moody and Professor Dumbledore. Ginny knew for a fact that when Harry found out about the order, and the fact that Snape was a part of it, he wouldn't react well at all. She also knew her mother and father were a part of the Order, but they refused to let their children join. They were strategizing about how to fight Riddle. Ginny desperately wanted to be a part of it. If anyone despised Tom Riddle as much as Harry, it was her. She'd never disliked someone so much in her life.
Ginny was interrupted from her pondering thoughts when Ron walked down in his nightgown and he yawned, "Morning Ginny. Hermione isn't here yet, is she?" Ginny shook her head. Hermione was meant to arrive some time that day. They were moving to Grimmuald Place for the remainder of the holiday tomorrow and it only made sense for Hermione to be with them for the move. The more helping hands the better. It was deemed safer than anywhere else for the current order members to reside and the Burrow didn't have enough protection yet.
Her mother came bustling in behind Ron and Ginny said, "Morning mum. Can I go to Mrs Diggory's in the morning on Saturday for tea?" Her mother stopped mid-step, still also in her night gown and asked curiously, "Why would Mrs Diggory want you to go there?" Ginny shrugged and replied, "She just wants to talk to me about…about Cedric I guess." Ginny shrugged her shoulders and turned to face the owl that was still waiting for her reply. She fed it a piece of toast and her mother sighed, "Alright fine. But as long as you're back by lunch time." She smiled, rolled up her parchment and sent it off.
Ginny turned back and watched her mother frantically find things to pack for the move. Suddenly she asked quickly, "Mum, can I join the Order, please?" Her mother paused in the midst of pulling a bunch of socks out of the laundry. She turned stiffly and snapped, "No! Not over my dead body!" Ginny rolled her eyes and grumbled, "And why ever not?" Ron turned to their mother and asked, "Yeah mum, why not?" Her mum turned a furiously towards them and yelled, "Because you are both NOT OF AGE! Ginny glanced at Ron irritably and she asked, "Oh come on! How old were you and dad when you joined?" Her mother snapped back at her, "That is none of your concern!" Ginny rolled her eyes and her other growled, "Don't you rolled your eyes at me, Ginevra!" She knew when her mother called her by her full name not to test her patience anymore.
Ginny nearly rolled her eyes again, had Fred and George not made an appearance. They had mostly kept to themselves in their room and occasionally one could hear loud bursts of noise echoing from upstairs. Her mother turned to them and asked sternly, "Are you two boys packed?" Fred glanced at George who replied, "Uh...nearly." Her mum growled back at them, "I can tell that you aren't! Go and get cracking! We are leaving at five this evening whether you're ready or not."
They sat down and as they all began eating, they heard a car drive along the dusty path. Hermione was finally here. Ron looked happier than he'd been all holiday at the sight of the white car that pulled up outside the front yard. Hermione climbed out gracefully and Ron got up from the table quickly before hurrying towards her.
Fred and George snickered and Ginny asked curiously, "What's so funny?" Fred laughed and replied, "Isn't it obvious? Ron fancies Hermione." She couldn't help but pull a disgusted face, "Eww. I don't think you guys are right about that." George stood up to get a proper view and he grinned, "Nope? Look at the ways he's hugging her. It's all about the body language Gin Gin." Ginny scowled at the use of her nickname and she watched her brother hugging Hermione as if he could squeeze her to a pulp. She pulled a disgusted face again and shook her head, "Well…I suppose he might after he got so jealous over Viktor."
George nearly choked on a slice of bread, "He was jealous of Krum? Why?" Ginny rolled her eyes for the third time that morning and grabbed another slice of toast before saying, "How did you not know they were going out? It's all about the body language, George." She smirked at them and he rolled his eyes, "Well then if he was jealous he definitely likes her as more than a friend. Now poor Harry is going to be a third wheel around the two of them. How terrible for him!." It was almost like an icy knife slice through Ginny. It was known to the entire school that Harry, Ron and Hermione had always been the best of friends, and even though she still considered Harry her best friend, she would never belong in that group. Not properly anyway.
The nasty thought was interrupted when Hermione walked through the front door, Ron holding her suitcase behind her with a massive grin on his face. Hermione greeted everyone cheerily, "Morning Ginny, Fred, George," she nodded at each of them before her mother appeared behind them and she smiled politely, "Right Hermione, we're leaving for Grimmauld Place at five o clock. I hope you're all packed." Hermione nodded, "Of course I am, Mrs Weasley," she said and her mum turned to the rest of them and demanded, "What are the rest of you waiting for? Get packing! We don't have all day!"
Ginny turned and headed up to her room. She had decided she wanted to fight Riddle. She wanted to help bring him down in any way possible. But how-she had no clue. Ginny was pretty certain that the idea of herself and Riddle being in the same room together would freak Harry out to no end, let alone the idea of her battling him. She would have to find a way around it when the time came.
Author's Note: And so fourth year begins! To those asking why I decided Cedric should die is because Ginny needed brand new vengeance against Riddle. She's determined to be a part of the impending war and she will find a way how no matter what. Riddle took a piece of herself away three times-in the chamber (once) and for killing Cedric (twice) and for nearly killing Harry in the graveyard (three times). If that's not enough reason to want to go after him when the time is right then I don't know what is.