Ginevra Molly Weasley (Ginny Potter)
Hogwarts was spectacular. It was huge and overlooking a large lake, just as my brothers had said. My six brothers. Being the only girl was hard but mum had always wanted a girl. I still had to fight to get attention thanks to my brother's tendencies to get in trouble. Or at least Fred, George and Ron. Bill and Charlie were slightly more sensible and then was Percy who was just a boring, pompous twat. I had no idea where Ron had gotten to now though! We got to the platform and Ron or Harry hadn't been there. Mum had been very worried but had just rushed us on to the train.
I was also worried; I hoped nothing bad had happened to Harry. Or Ron! Harry Potter had stayed with us over summer, the Harry Potter! I couldn't believe that Ron was his best friend! He had defeated the Dark Lord! He had bright piercing green eyes that gave me butterflies in my stomach. His jet black hair was sweet and all ruffled up and he had a lightning shaped scar across his forehead. I hadn't been able to muster up the courage to speak to him yet, which was strange because I'd always been brave and outgoing, I could never usually shut up but he made me nervous. I liked him, a little. I don't think he liked me back though. He'd been polite but I think he was like that to everyone. It pained me but I didn't want to give up. Maybe he would like me, someday…
I had talked to Tom about it for hours on end. Tom was my diary; he wrote back to me and gave me great advice. He seemed really nice; not that he was real. I had found the diary in my caldron and started to write in it and then I found out that it could write back. I know how many times my dad had told me 'Never trust anything that can think for itself if you can't see where it keeps its brain!' but this was different. I could trust Tom.
I looked over to see, by no surprise my brother Percy sitting quietly talking to one of his friends, his Prefect badge gleaming in the candle light. Fred and George were messing about however and joking around with their friend, Lee Jordan. Ron and Harry still weren't here and neither was one of the Professors. That couldn't be good news…
"Weasley, Ginevra." Called out Professor McGonagall. Why didn't she just call me Ginny like everyone else? I sat down on the stool and McGonagall put the hat on my head.
"GRYFFINDOR!" it yelled out, inevitably. So I went to sit down on the cheering Gryffindor table.
"Knew you'd do it sis, that's everyone in our family." George said, smiling to me.
"Yeah, thanks a lot, you lost me a sickle! Thought you'd be in Slytherin 'cause of your bad temper." Fred said irritably. I chose just to ignore it. Great, seven more years of my brother's pathetic jokes.