Im glad that Christmas is nearing, ever since Justin Finch-Fletchley and Nearly Headless Nick were attacked school has been a nightmare. Everybody thinks Harry is the heir of Slytherin and no matter what Tom says otherwise I know that Im the heir of Slytheirn. When I heard the news about the third attack, I did the same thing I did with Colins attack. I checked the hospital wing for myself, threw up and then wrote to Tom.

Ginny, after some one gets attacked and you write to me about it, I get deja vu.

It's not my fault I know the truth and you keep trying to steer me away from the truth. I know that im the one who is doing the attacking, all the signs lead to it. I just wish I knew why Im attacking people and how I can get myself to stop.

I can end this, I just have to figure out how. I ended the attacks fifty years ago, I can do it again.

Tom, you're a memory, perserved in a diary. How are you going to stop this?

I don't know, just leave me alone will I try and figure this out?

Fine

That was the first time I have fought with Tom and I wish I didn't especially since life at school isn't getting better.

Fred and George find the whole thing funny, which it isn't, and march ahead of Harry in the corridors shouting things like 'Make way for the Heir of Slytherin.'

One Monday, the week before Christmas vacation started, I was heading to Charms when they they were marching in front of Harry shouting, "Seriously dangerous wizard coming through."

"Hid your dorm mates, hide your owls, hide your quills, the heir of Slytherin here will attack them all," George shouted down the corridor.

"Don't say that, it's not funny." I shouted at them.

"I agree with Ginny, it's not a laughing matter." Percy said, standing next to me, arms crossed.

"Oh, get out of the way Percy, Harry is in a hurry,"

"Yeah, he's off to the Chamber of Secrets for tea with his fanged servant."

"Won't you guys stop?" I shouted at them before running off to Charms.

I was very thankful when term ended and everyone left. I actually felt like my self and even laughed along with Fred and George as they stuffed Ron's pillow with ever lasting icicles.

On Christmas morning I woke up feeling as happy as I was on my first day here. I glanced down at the foot of my bed where a stack of presents sat. I love Christmas but seing the stack of presnts made me feel homesick. I miss the years when my brothers and I would all run down to the sitting room to open our Christmas presents together. I have never opened my Christmas presents alone and I don't plan on starting now.

I got out of bed, put on my pink slippers and robe, grabbed my presents and headed off to find Hermione. I found here coming back into her room as I was also headed to her room.

"Merry Christmas Hermione," I said cheerfully. "Want to open our presents together?"

"Merry Christmas Ginny. Im glad you're here, I hate opening presents by myself."

"Im happy you haven't opened them yet."

"Oh, I haven't had time, I have been in... uh... the library all morning.'

I looked at her funny, "The library huh? You're very devoted to your studies."

"Of Course, of course."

I sat on the end of her bed and started to open presents. Mum and Dad sent me the usual Weasley sweater. I immediatly pulled miine on and admired the golden G emblazened on the front.

"I wonder if your mum mixed mine and Harry's sweaters up," Hermione said holding up a green sweater with a golden H on it.

"She might have, there have been a few years when she has mixed mine and Georges sweaters."

"I think I will just re-wrap this and swap it with Harry's."

"Good idea," I moved to open Bills present next, he had sent me a pair of dragon-hide gloves. Now I have two pairs, one from Charlie and one from Bill.

Charlie sent me a black coat with silver fastenings, Percy gave me a beginner magic book, Fred and George sent me candy and a box of frog-spawn soap. That was very lovely of them to send me, especially after I put so much thought into the acid pops I sent them. Ron just sent me candy. I felt touched at the eagle-feather quill that Hermione sent me.

I had one more present to open, I carefully slid open the wrapping and out fell a beautiful maroon knit hat with gold specks in the fabric. There was a note with it that read:

Ginny

I hope you have a very Merry Christmas

Harry

I felt my heart pound wildly in my chest. Harry sent me a Christmas gift and he hopes I have a good Christmas. I wonder if he knows that him giving me a Christmas present made my Christmas very merry indeed. I hope he liked the red and gold scarf that I sent him.

I open up my diary and write to Tom.

Merry Christmas Tom

Is it that time already?

Yeah, It's Christmas today

The days all blur into one when your trapped in a book

Oh Tom your making me sad and I don't want to be sad on Christmas. I want to be happy and to make you happy as well.

Everytime you write to me you make me happy Ginny. So how is your Christmas so far?

Excellent, Harry gave me a present.

What did he give you?

A beautiful hat. I hope he likes the scarf I gave him as much I like the hat he gave me. Which will be hard since I like the hat so much Im practically floating on air.

He will Ginny because you gave it to him

Thank you Tom, tell me what was your favorite thing about Christmas at Hogwarts?

Oh, that's easy the feast, I have never eaten more delicious food in my life

I can't wait then, the feast starts in ten minutes. What else did you like about Christmas at Hogwarts?

Being with people like me, wizards, instead of the usual muggles I spent ten Christmas's with.

What did you hate the kids you lived with Tom?

I don't know why I just didn't like them, they were mean I guess but once I discovered I was a wizard and could do magic they never were mean to me again, they were scared of me.

You were a bully?

You say that as if it's a bad thing? Remember Ginny the only good muggle is a dead muggle.

Tom how can you say that?

Easily, what use are muggles to us Wizards? They are nothing.

I do not agree with you, I like muggles and think how they manage to live without magic is fascinating.

Oh, that's right your a blood-traitor and as much of a muggle lover as your father.

I slammed the diary closed and threw it across the room. I hope you felt that Tom and never insult my father. I don't like how Tom was talking there, that's the kinda of talking I expect from Draco Malfoy or Harper or any of those other Slytherin idiots. I guess I have to remember that Tom was in Slytherin when he was at Hogwarts but for him to say those things about muggles is just down right evil. Tom really scared me there. Im just going to go down to the feast and forget all the awful things Tom just said.

I got up and shakily pulled on jeans, I kept on my Weasley sweater. It still smells like home. I headed down to the Great Hall where my family was already seated.

"Merry Christmas Ginny," exclaimed my brothers, Harry and Hermione.

The feast was amazing, so at least Tom was right about one thing. Everything was delicious, I ate until I couldn't eat anymore.

Halfway through dessert Hermione got up from the table saying, " Come on Harry, Ron, we have a lot of work to do."

"The feast isn't over though," Ron said looking at his half eaten rhubarb tart. I saw Hermione give him a look and Harry nudge him with his elbow. Ron reluctantly got up from the table and followed his two best friends from the Great hall.

"What was that about?" Percy asked.

"No idea but they definitely are up to something." Fred said.

"You would know about people being suspicious," Percy said.

"Speaking of knowing," George chuckled.

I laughed, George was talking about the fact that Percy has yet to notice that his badge reads 'Pinhead' instead of 'Prefect.'

"Why do you guys keep on laughing?" Percy asked with a forkful of sweet potato pie halfway to his mouth.

"Nothing," I said

"Nothing," Fred said

"Oh nothing your prefectness," George said.

We all laughed and earned a glare from Percy.

When we were done eating Fred, George and I headed up to the common room. Percy said he was going to go to the library.

When the three of us had reached the fourth floor landing George all of a sudden stopped.

"What's the matter George?" Fred asked.

"What's Percy up to?" George murmured

"Come again?"

"Percy always says he is going to the library but he never is in there."

"You know George I have noticed that because usually it's like he haunts the place but this year he is never in there..."

"... and yet he says he is going there."

"I think it's time to spy on our dear older brother."

"Why I think your right Fred. Coming Ginny?"

"Yeah," I followed in their wake as they went back downstairs.

"He left the Great Hall," Fred said.

"That's alright because look what I have," George pulled a folded up piece of paper from his jean pocket.

"Ah, good thinking George," Fred said taking out his wand. "I Solemnly Swear Im Up To No Good." Fred poked at the map.

I gasped, from underneath Fred wand point came ink. "It's a magic map," I thought thinking of the diary upstairs in my dorm room.

"No little sister it's the Marauders Map."

Sure enough there were the words 'Messrs. Moony, Wormtail, Padfoot and Prongs are proud to present the Marauders Map,' as written at the top of the page and underneath it was a map of Hogwarts. There was the Great Hall and right outside it were three tiny dots labeled; George Weasley, Fred Weasley, Ginny Weasley.

"Now where is Percy?" mumbled George.

"There," pointed out Fred and off they went. I followed behind them.

"Wait," George stopped and pointed at the map and then at the door on the right. "Why are Ron, Harry and Hermione in a 'Out Of Order' toilet?"

"Forget that why are Ron and Harry in a girls bathroom?" Fred said, puzzled.

George reached for the door handle but I jumped in front of it before he could grasp the handle.

"We can't go in there." I said.

"Why not?" The twins said in unison.

"Simply because that's Moaning Myrtle's bathroom."

"Who?" The twins said together.

"Moaning Myrtle is the ghost who haunts this bathroom. The only reason it's out of order is because she keeps on having tantrums and flooding the place. Nobody goes in there so let's not. If Harry, Ron, and Hermione are using it for something, it's obviously because they don't want anybody to know what there doing. Besides weren't we following Percy?"

"Good point," Fred said.

"Just because you're with us we will leave them alone, okay Gin?" George said.

"Okay" We started off again. Im glad that I stopped Fred and George from interrupting the Golden Trio, sure I want to know what there up to, but if they don't want to tell us then we shouldn't barge in on them. I guess the same goes for whatever Percy is doing.

"Darn it, we lost him with our little detour." Fred said.

"We can catch him some other time, do you want to go back to Gryffindor tower and play exploding snap?" I said.

"Yeah might as well."

The three of us enjoyed a very loud game of exploding snap, which I lost at terribly. I was just considering going to bed when Ron and Harry came back.

"Where have you two been," Fred said with a smirk, knowing perfectly well where they had been.

"None of your business," Ron snapped.

"Oh not very nice now are we? Where's Hermione?" George asked.

"Ah, she's in the hospital wing," Harry said.

"What?" Fred, George and I chorused together jumping from are seats.

"She's alright she just had a little accident... with a... potion." Ron said.

"What kind of accident?" Fred asked?

"She turned herself into a cat." Ron said

"Oh, this I have to see." George said heading towards the door.

"Wait, she is really tired tonight and doesn't want anyone to see her so maybe tomorrow." Ron said.

"Fine, but I really do want to see this tomorrow." Fred said.

"Im going to bed," I said.

"Night Gin"

I headed up to my dorm room, needing to talk to Tom, even if Im still scared of how he was acting this morning. I picked up the diary from the floor, the page was blank.

Tom, Hermione is in the hospital wing.

What? What happened to her? She couldn't have been attacked.

No, she wasn't attacked. She just turned herself into a cat but Im still worried about her. I hope Madame Pompfrey can turn her back to normal.

She turned herself into a cat? How stupid can she be?

Hermione is not stupid, your just being mean today.

Im not being mean, your just being dramatic. The mudblood will be fine.

DONT YOU DARE CALL HER THAT! Why are you being so rude today Tom?

How am I being rude Im just stating the facts

I slammed the diary shut. Im so mad at Tom, if he see's muggle-borns and muggles as bad people then we can not be friends anymore. I have to stop being friends with Tom. I have to get rid of this diary.