Author's note: this one was actually already written up, and the rest of them will be coming really quickly. After this one there are only two more. Enjoy!
Disclaimer: J.K. Rowling owns it. I own nothing. I'm not getting paid for this, although I definitely need the money. If you sued me you would get a deflated mattress and Moody Blues, Bob Dylan and Rolling Stones LP covers.
Chapter 8: The Littlest Weasley Gets a Bit Bigger
15 August
6:52
HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ME!!! I am 15!
22:40
I had an excellent birthday this year. Mum and Dad got me a used wizard's chess set since they know I love to play. I have to admit I'm not bad. Not as good as Ron, but not bad. Charlie, Ron, Fred and George got me the book Curses and Countercurses (Bewitch Your Friends and Befuddle Your Enemies with the Latest Revenges: Hair Loss, Jelly-Legs, Tongue-Tying and Much, Much More) by Professor Vindictus Viridian. You'd think Professor Vindictus Viridian could have come up with a shorter title. Hermione got me a muggle novel called Wuthering Heights. She says I'll like it. I've never read a muggle book before but there's always a first time. She also got me some chocolate frogs because I love them. Ron got mad at me because I got Agrippa and that's the only card he doesn't have. But I didn't have it either so I took it. Ha. Nothing from Harry because he didn't know it was my birthday. A bit slow on that one if you ask me, but I love him anyway. Wait, what was that? I don't love him. No worries. Really, I don't. My favorite present was from Bill. A snow globe with Hogwarts inside and it played the lullaby Mum used to sing to me when I was little and all my brothers were big. Percy didn't get me anything. I don't know if that's a good thing or a bad thing.
22:57
Phlegm didn't get me anything, either, thank Merlin. She just goes "Oh, Heeppy Beerthday, Jeeny." She thinks my name's Jenny or something. Bill's told her a million times it's Ginny, short for Ginevra, but Phlegm still doesn't get it. Dumb twit.
24:53
I just remembered to make my birthday wish before it's too late. Last year I wished for a sister and never got one, so this year I want to wish for something that actually might happen. So this 15th of August 1996, I wished for Mr. Harry James Potter to notice me.
16 August
8:30
Just woke up. Damn it. I cannot sleep in for the life of me.
9:27
I am reading my new school book – Standard Book of Spells (Grade 5) – because I love any sort of spell or jinx or hex or curse or charm. Mum's making pancakes and sausages downstairs. The smell is killing me because I know we won't eat breakfast for at least another half-hour.
13:46
14 ½ days till Hogwarts. I am incredibly anxious for it to come. I think the first thing I'll do when I get there is sock Malfoy in the eye.
16:16
Finished reading Standard Book of Spells (Grade 5). It's going to be an excellent school year in charms.
17 August
11:06
At present:
Dad is loosing to Ron in Wizard's chess.
Mum is making lunch.
Bill is working in Egypt.
Charlie is working in Romania with dragons.
Percy still hates us.
Fred and George are in their shop doing Merlin only knows what.
Ron is beating Dad at wizard's chess.
Harry is polishing his Firebolt.
Hermione is finishing her Charms essay, which is already twice as long as Flitwick asked for.
Phlegm is writing a love note to Bill. Shudder.
Ginny is reading Wuthering Heights, which is very…engrossing, even if it is a muggle book.
16:17
I am trying not to think about Harry…
16:19
This is so hard.
16:20
Virtually impossible.
16:25
He is polishing his Firebolt (still – I swear he is obsessed with that thing) and he is so incredibly handsome. I wish he would take me for a ride on it. Too bad Mum and Dad don't have enough money to buy me one. I hate being poor.
18 August
9:56
I wish I had a sister.
I wish I were rich.
I wish Harry liked me.
I wish I had an adventure.
I wish Percy would talk to me.
I wish I could sock Malfoy in the eye.
I wish O.W.L.s weren't so soon.
I wish Sirius were alive.
I wish Phlegm would go away.
I wish Bill would come back.
I wish I wasn't the youngest.
I wish I could turn in the Snape essay.
I wish I had a friend.
I wish I could join a cult.
I wish Dumbledore would sack Snape.
I wish I would stop wishing for things that will never happen.
13:42
I wish Tonks and Remus would finally realize that they're both head-over-heels-in-love with each other.
19 August
11:47
12 days till Hogwarts.
24:58
Ron was sleepwalking again. This time he got all the way to my bed and said "Wow Harry! Your Firebolt! For me?" That woke me up. Guess Ron wants Harry's broomstick as much as I do. But no worries. I'll get it first. Mawhahaha!!!! (…)
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