Wow, the most amazing thing happened that summer. We went to Egypt! My dad won the Daily Prophet draw for seven hundred galleons! That was about the best thing that could happen to us Weasleys, we were so poor. The trip was so fun, and most of it went by in a blur. One part I do remember is getting extremely mad at my mum. We were having a great time going into all these ancient tombs, until we got to one with curses and skeletons and stuff in there.
"Ginny, I forbid you to go in there, I'll wait out here with you and the boys can go in," she stated.
"But muuuuumm, that's not fair! How come they can go in and I cant?" I asked.
"Because they're older," she replied.
By this time I was starting to get mad, I have the famous Weasley temper, "But Rons only a year older than me!"
"That's too bad, you're staying here and that's final," she said.
The whole time they were in there, there was a screaming match between me and my mum. It was all forgotten when we got to the next sight though.
When we got back, there was only a week left until school started, and we decided to stay at the Leaky Cauldron. Our Hogwarts letters were already at our house when we got there. I kept a look-out 24/7, searching for Harry. I desperately wanted to see him, even if I wouldn't be able to talk to him. It would also be quite embarrasing, last year I almost got him killed and sobbed the whole story out to him in the Chamber of Secrets. I still got nightmares about the chamber and Tom Riddle almost every night.
The day before school started we had finally finished up our shopping. I walked into the Leaky Cauldron with Mum, Fred, George, and Percy, and he was there. I wanted to say something smart or witty, but I couldn't. But I didn't want to completely ignore him. I compromised by muttering a greeting and turning bright red. Not my finest moment.
Later that night I was in the room I was sharing with Hermione when I turned to face her and said casually, "So, how was your day?"
"You mean how is Harry?" she smirked.
"No, I mean how was your day," I said, my ears turning red.
"He's fine, I'm surprised he didn't get expelled though," she replied.
"Yeah, me too, blowing up his aunt? I wonder whats up with the Ministry to let him get away with that," I said.
"I don't know, it's probably just because he's the famous Harry Potter," she said.
"Yeah, I guess. So how are you and Ron?" I asked, grinning.
"Er- I don't know what you're talking about," she said, turning pink.
"Oh, come on Hermione, it's so obvious," I replied, smirking.
"No it's not!" she practically screamed.
"Okay, okay," I said.
"Don't tell anyone," she whispered.
"Okay," I said and smiled.
"He doesn't like me like that though, so it doesn't matter," she said, her face dropping.
"He might, you never know," I replied before rolling over and closing my eyes, promptly falling asleep.
The next morning I was awakened by Hermione shaking me.
"It's time to get up! We're going back to school today," she said, sounding rather excited.
I groaned, opened my eyes, and was pulled to my feet.
"Good morning," she greeted. I scowled and started changing.
"Mum, have you ever made a love potion?" I asked at breakfast when it was only us and Hermione sitting there. It was a bizarre questions, but it just popped in my mind and I was curious.
"As a matter of fact, I have. When I was in the fourth year, there was a boy I fancied and I didn't think he liked me back, so I made a love potion and put it in his morning pumpkin juice. He was following me around all day. After it wore off, he told me that he really DID fancy me, and we ended up dating for-" she broke off when Dad entered and all three of us started giggling.
When we got onto platform 9 3/4, it was only me, Harry, Percy, and Dad there. Right away, Percy saw his girlfriend, Penelope, smoothed his hair, and strutted over to her, his chest puffed out. I looked over at Harry and we both almost started laughing, having to turn away to hide it.
Going on the train, I was looking around for Dana, April, or Holly, but didn't see them, so I followed the trio.
"I need to talk to you in private," Harry said right away.
"Ginny, go away," Ron said, rather rudely.
"Oh, that's nice," I said, getting mad. I was always left out of what the trio was doing, I was only a year younger! But I was determined to hear what they were saying, so I went in the other direction, waited for them to find a compartment, and stood outside it, listening.
"Who do'you reckon he is?" came my brother's voice.
"Professor R. J. Lupin," said Hermione, and I rolled my eyes, she always had to answer every question, it was probably a habit by this time.
"How d'you know that?" asked Ron.
"It's on his case," she replied.
"Wonder what he teachers?" Ron said and I rolled my eyes again, my brother is so stupid.
"That's obvious, there's only one vacancy, isn't there? Defense Against the Dark Arts," said Hermione, sounding rather smug.
"Well, I hope he's up to it, he looks like one good hex would finish him off, doesn't he?" said Ron, "Anyways, what were you going to tell us?"
I had to really strain my ears to hear now, Harry was, annoyingly, whispering in an extremely quiet voice. I had to cover my mouth so I wouldn't gasp out loud when I found out that Sirius Black broke out of Azkaban to come after Harry. After a bunch of warnings from Hermione, a whistling sound came from their compartment. I knew it was the sneakoscope, having helped Ron pick it out. My heart sank, it was more than likely going off because of me eavesdropping. Oops.
"Is that a Sneakoscope?" asked Hermione, sounding very interested.
"Yeah... mind you, it's a very cheap one, it went haywire just as I was tying it to Errol's led to send it to Harry," Ron said.
I knew differently. Ron wasn't supposed to use Errol to get all the way to Harry. And for a good reason too, he came back exhausted.
"Were you doing anything untrustworthy at the time?" asked Hermione, it was like she could read his mind.
"No! Well... I wasn't supposed to be using Errol. You know he's not really up to long journeys... but how else was I supposed to get Harry's present to him?" Ron defended himself.
"Stick it back in the trunk," Harry said, "or it'll wake him up."
"We could get it checked in Hogsmeade," said Ron, "They sell that sort of thing in Dervish and Banges, magical instruments and stuff. Fred and George told me."
At this sentence, I felt a pang of jealousy. I was only a second year, and was dying to go to Hogsmeade.
"Do you know much about Hogsmeade?" asked Hermione, "I've read it's the only entirely non-Muggle settlement in Britain --" she sounded like she could go on forever, but Ron interupted, thank Merlin.
They chatted about the village for a while, and I was about ready to go find my friends, when Harry said, "I can't go. The Dursleys didn't sign my permission form, and Fudge wouldn't either."
I felt extremely bad for him, I would be extremely disappointed if I couldn't go to Hogsmeade. Then I saw the witch with the food cart coming up and stepped into the nearest compartment, which was empty. I sat there for a while, waiting for her to leave. I was about to come back out to listen again, thinking about how pathetic I was, when Draco Malfoy and his friends came by.
I guess I had fallen asleep waiting for Malfoy to leave, because the next thing I knew, the train was rattling and everything had gone dark. I jumped up, scared out of my mind. It didn't take much to make me scared lately. Some Gryffindor. Neville passed by into Harry's compartment, and I came back out again, if Neville could go in there with them, so could I. As I walked toward the door, it slid open and I bumped into whoever had tried to come out.
"Who's that?" the voice asked.
"Who's that?" I asked, although I was pretty sure it was Hermione.
"Ginny?"
"Hermione?"
"What are you doing?"
"I was looking for Ron," I invented.
"Come in here and sit down."
I walked in and sat in the nearest seat.
"Not here! I'm here!" said Harry's voice.
I jumped up like I'd been electricuted and was thankful that no one could see how red my face had gone.
"Quiet," said a hoarse voice I'd never heard before.
He lit up the compartment, said, "Stay where you are," and got up.
Before he could get to the door, it opened and a cloaked figure emerged. Everything went cold.
"Ginny Weasley, I'm going to kill you and all your family, your mudblood friend and your beloved Harry Potter," screeched Tom Riddle.
"Nooo, don't!" I said, very weak, tears pouring down my face. I was back in the chamber.
Then, it suddenly stopped and I opened my eyes, taking deep breaths. I looked aroud for Ron, but he was over Harry, who starting twitching and fell out of his seat.
"Harry! Harry! Are you all right?" Hermione asked, slapping him.
I lost track of the conversation until Professor Lupin announced that we'd be at Hogwarts in ten minutes, and no one really talked the rest of the journey.
After I got off the train, I started looking around for my friends. I spotted Dana, April, and Holly and climbed into a carraige with them, still not feeling too great, but by the time the feast started, I was myself again, enjoying being back at Hogwarts and not being possesed by Voldemort.
Author's Note: Mmkay, so after I wrote this chapter, my third and fourth books mysteriously disappeared and I cannot, for the life of me, find them. So until I either find them or get to the fifth one, I'm just gonna wing it and go with the flow. If you notice anything wrong with the chapters, please let me know. Also, this is the last chapter I have pre-written, so updates won't be coming daily anymore. I'm almost done writing chapter 7 though. Anyways, review, the next chapter will be up soon.