Alright guys, you're doing good. Keep it up, we're almost done here! Year five. Or year six to Harry and Ron. Just in case you get confused like me.

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Journal,

So according to mum I am really getting a new sister. Mrs. Fleur Airhead is to become my sister in law. Oh boy, I can't wait. It's bad enough to see her float all about the house like she's some bloody fairy princess, but for her to be my sister in law? That's just punishment. I can't think of anything that I might have done in the past to earn this humiliation.

The good news is that I'm going to Hogwarts again. Far away from Bill and his bad decisions. The train ride is long, and I just got bad from a Slug meeting. The new Defense teacher, Professor Slughorn, allowed me to be in him exclusive fan club. Lucky me. Actually, it is rather lucky because Harry's in it also. I swear if the bugger hadn't seen me cast that spell he wouldn't have given me a second glance. He's as topsy turvy as Malfoy is.

Speaking of Malfoy, he's looking particularly smug as he struts by my compartment. We are nearing the school soon, so I'd better say goodbye.

Ginny.

Journal,

So, I forgot to mention it before but I'm dating Dean Thomas. I've finally decided to take Hermione up on her word and just be myself. I know who I am now, I think. I know what interests me and what I want out of life.

Besides, if Harry wants me, he knows where to find me. I'm getting real tired of chasing after him all the bloody time. Dean's a nice guy, but not what I really want. Who knows? Maybe he'll be the only one that'll have me.

Hermione and Ron are beginning to heat up. I really should start up a betting pool or something. Eh, people might think I was continuing the Fred and George tradition. I want to be my own person, but there's so much that's already been done in my family it's hard to be unique. Fred and George are doing really well at their business so… I guess being a goofball isn't so bad.

Anyway, it's sort of nice that my brother found someone but really. When they're in a room together the awkward sexual tension is almost too much to bear. But none of those stubborn blighters will make a move. I suppose I'm that way with Harry but really! I was flirting so hard it was almost embarrassing. After reevaluating most of my life, I finally understood why Harry would never like me. Because I was so bloody annoying! Always blushing all the time…

Anyway, this year's Quidditch is going to be fantastic. We have such a great team, with Ron and everyone. Hopefully people will be able to see some talent in Ronald. I have complete faith in Ron and Harry's ability to judge character.

So long,

Ginny.

Journal,

Wow, so much has happened since the last time we talked. For one, Ron is now with Lavender Brown. That complete arse chose a bimbo instead of Hermione. That is simply ridiculous. I hope I'm not around when this blows up in his face.

On a larger scale, Harry and I are now a couple. I can hardly believe I'm saying this. It just seems so perfect to be true. We spend hours together. Some days we just take walks around the school grounds, toss food to the giant squid or even go to the Shrieking Shack just to make sure we're alone. I never could have dreamed how alike we are in our thinking and the way we solve problems.

One of the main problems mum had when she found out is if I was still getting all my homework done. Bugger, that woman can be annoying. What she doesn't know is that Harry helps me with my homework before we even start on his. It's really bad, and his grades are beginning to slip.

He is so much better than Dean. The poor bloke could only talk about soccer the whole time. At least Harry has some variety and can talk about Quidditch. We talk about practices, strategies, and other sport related topics. I think he likes having a tomboy for a girlfriend. I certainly enjoy having him for a boyfriend.

Ron is very split about certain things. He's very happy to be rid of Lavender, but I can tell he's not in the mood ever to talk to me about Hermione. Too bad he wasn't fully conscious when he spilled his guts to Lavender. That was too funny!

I hope this year never ends.

Ginny.

Journal,

I do believe I jinxed myself, because this year did end. And what an unfortunate one it was. Albus Dumbledore is now dead, and by some cruel irony it was done by the man he trusted most. I swear if I ever see Severus Snape again… well, I will if Harry doesn't get to him first.

During the funeral, Harry broke it off with me. I can tell he was really upset about it, and I completely understand why he did it too, but it's so hard to believe that all this past year has been just a dream. I knew that once my dreams came true that I would have to wake to reality. Oh how overrated reality is anyhow.

All I can say to him is that I hope he finds everything he's looking for. And how I'll miss him.

From one broken heart to another,

Ginny.

This year was the most painful of years for Tom, especially since the desperate love flowed from the words into his tortured presence. It was the mix of a feeling he could never quite taste, but already missed it when it was gone. He felt an envy for Ginny Weasley, a jealousy that ran as deep as his hatred for Harry Potter.

Tom Riddle knew that by the time he left purgatory and landed into hell, he would be so broken it would be a blessing if he could remember his own name.

For every crime has a punishment.

… Even I feel bad for Voldemort! You know what? No. No I don't.