I have to get rid of this diary. I haven't spoken to Tom since he called Hermione that word. I can't believe Im getting rid of this book after I have carried it around all year. I have been writing in this book all year, telling the occupant all my feelings and all the happenings that has been happening at the school.

I need to get rid of this book and I have figured out the perfect way. I waited until the start of term and everybody was back in school. When the first day of lessons was over, I headed to Moaning Myrtle's bathroom so no one would see me get rid of the diary. I hurled the diary down the toilet and flushed it. I ran out of the bathroom and to the the hospital wing, deciding to visit Hermione.

I feel good now that the diary is gone, I feel like all year I was possessed with the spirit of Tom and that's why I was attacking all those people. Now that Im free of Tom I can be myself again.

I entered the hospital wing and headed towards Hermione's bed. She was sitting up right and doing homework. She looked like she was back to normal with the exception of a few whiskers.

"Hi Hermione," I said in order to make my presence known.

"Hi Ginny, What brings you up here?"

"I just thought I would come and visit you, make sure your not getting lonely."

I talked with Hermione for a while before heading done to dinner. When I had the diary, it seems that all I did was write in it and I didn't take any time to just enjoy the fact that Im here at Hogwarts.

As the weeks passed I did not think about Tom or the diary that he was preserved in once. Instead I laughed and had a good time, I even talked with my roommates, who are okay with me now that Im no longer walking around like a zombie and walking up screaming. Im even making friend with some of the first years in other houses.

"Ginny, you will never guess what Lockhart is doing?" I looked up to see my new friend Jacie Walk headed my way. Jacie is a pretty blonde Hufflepuff who I bonded with when Professor Sprout paired us up in Herbology a few weeks ago.

"Is he leaving?" I asked hopefully.

"No and frankly Ginny I think your the only girl in the whole school who doesn't like Lockhart."

"So Im the only one with sense then," I said smiling, pleased to have a friend to joke around with.

"Whatever you think. Anyway Lockhart's going to have singing Valentine messengers so people can send a singing Valentine to the person they secretly like."

"The person will never know you sent it right?"

"Yeah Im not going to send one but I think do think it's a cleaver idea."

Maybe I should send Harry a singing Valentine. He won't know that it was me who sent it so why not? There's only a couple of days left until Valentine's Day so I will have to work hard to get it done in time. I just hope I can come up with a good enough because poetry is defiantly not my forte.

Whenever I was alone I would get out a piece of paper and start trying to come up with poems.

I don't know why I love you

I cross that out, I know why I love him plus I can't rhyme anything with that

I love how heroic you are

NO! That sounds dumb

You are always there to lend a helping hand

When a friend is in need you are there indeed

No! That's not it either.

Your hair is as beautiful as your eyes

When I see you my heart leaps in surprise

That's dumb. Why would my heart leap in surprise

You make me feel fine

and you're so divine

oh I wish you were mine

Im getting closer

Oh, I wish he was mine

He's really divine

The hero who conquered the dark lord

Perfect now I just need something at the beginning

When I finished I sealed the note into an envelope and left it in the basket outside of the Gryffindor Common Room, somebody is supposed to pick them up tonight.

The next day when I walked into the Great Hall for breakfast I gasped, the whole place is covered in hearts in varying shades of pink and red. There is pink confetti falling from the ceiling. This is Valentines Day over done, I think Im going to throw up on one of the numerous flowers lining the walls.

I sat down by Fred and George who looked like they were going to be sick.

"Why does the hall look like the color pink was sick?" I asked. My answer was given to me in two fingers pointed towards the front of the hall. Gilderoy Lockhart was standing up at the staff table dressed in vivid pink robes, trying to get everyone's attention.

"Happy Valentines Day and may I say thank you to the forty-six people who have already sent me cards." Lockhart said.

"Forty-six!" I gaped.

"Obviously they swallowed some essence of insanity." George said.

"As a special treat I have arranged this little treat for you all and it doesn't stop here." With a clap of his hands, a dozen dwarfs entered the Great Hall dressed up like cupid.

"My friendly card carrying cupids, they will be roaming the hall today, giving you your Valentines."

"They don't look so friendly," Fred said in disgust.

"If Lockhart was going for friendly he shouldn't have stuffed them into those ridiculous costumes or giving them weapons." George said, starring at the dwarfs in pity.

"It would be my worst nightmare to be given a valentine in front of the whole school by a chubby dwarf in cupids clothing." Fred said.

I wish he hadn't said that because now Im having doubts. I shouldn't have sent Harry a Valentine, what was I thinking? I wasn't thinking that's what, sending Harry Potter a Valentine, how stupid of me. Harry is going to be embarrassed in front of the whole school and hate me forever.

I was standing in front of the History of Magic classroom door when I heard a commotion behind me. I turned around, with the rest of my class, to see Harry running down the corridor being chased by a dwarf. Oh no, it's going to happen here, right in front of me, my class and what looks like half of the school. Why did I send that card? I was so stupid to send it.

The dwarf caught up to Harry saying, "I 'ave a musical message to deliver to 'arry Potter in person." Oh no, it really is going to happen here; in front of my brother to make it worse.

Harry kept on trying to get away so the dwarf grabbed a hold of his bag saying, "Stay still."

"Lemme go," Harry said, determined to get out of there before the dwarf could start playing his harp. Harry's bag ripped in half, his belongings scattering itself across the corridor and ink spilling onto all of his belongings.

Believe it or not it can get worse, for here comes Draco Malfoy and his usual sneer, "Whats going on here?"

Unbelievable it just keeps on getting worse for the next person around the corner was Percy shouting, "Whats all the commotion?"

The commotion, dear brother, is that your idiotic little sister sent Harry Potter a valentine and now a dwarf if going to sing it to him in front of said idiotic little sister, Draco Malfoy and two of her brothers. I guess fate was kind enough to me to let Fred and George be absent from this, oh can you imagine the horror.

Harry is doing his best to gather all of his stuff and get out of there but the dwarf is't going to have Harry escape. The dwarf grabbed a hold of Harry's legs and they both were sent sprawling across the floor. To both Harry's and my bad luck the dwarf was fast, getting up first and sitting on Harry's ankles.

"Right, here is your singing Valentine," The dwarf said before singing my valentine.

His eyes are as green as a fresh pickled toad;

His hair as black as a blackboard;

Oh, I wish he were mine, he is really divine;

The hero who conquered the Dark Lord.

I wish I could disappear. I feel as embarrassed as Harry looks and Im sure the cheeks are bright red. Why did I send that valentine? I know why because I thought that Harry would be the only person to read it. I should have known that Lockhart would have his dwarfs sing the valentines, it's the type of person that Lockhart is.

Everyone was laughing, at least everyone except Harry, me, and the dwarf; the three people who my stupid valentine involves. I can't believe it, I put so much thought into this Valentine, writing and re-writing it and people are laughing at it. I really do wish I could disappear.

To his credit, Percy is doing his best to disperse the crowd but I just wish he could have done it a three minutes ago.

"I wonder what Potter has written in this," I looked up to see Malfoy. Why did Malfoy have to be here, he is going to tease Harry and it's all my fault. Wait, what is he holding. My heart stopped cold for in Malfoy's hands is a little black diary, big enough to fit into your pocket. Malfoy is holding Tom's diary which he got from The pile of Harry's stuff, still on the floor of the corridor. Harry has Tom's diary! That diary is supposed to be down a toilet and some how instead it got into Harry Potter's possession. What if Harry has figured out how to work it? What if he has met Tom? What if Tom told him who the previous owner of the diary was? What if Tom told Harry what I wrote him? This is nightmare, how could a simple Valentine go so wrong?

"Hand it over Malfoy," Percy said.

No don't hand it over Malfoy. I would rather you have it than Harry.

"When I have had a look," Malfoy sneered. Go ahead and look, the only thing you will fine in there is blank pages or unless you happen to write in it then you will find a very scary man. I would rather write to Tom every day for the rest of my life than have Harry know what I wrote in there and especially about him.

"As a school prefect..." Percy started. Oh Percy please don't say that.

"Expelliarmus," To my horror, that was the sound of Harry Potter taken back the little black diary.

I really hate Lockhart now, if it wasn't for Lockhart being disarmed at the dueling club Harry wouldn't know that spell and if it wasn't for Lockhart and his whole Valentines Day surprise my valentine would never have been read aloud. I don't know who I hate more Lockhart or myself, for Im the one who wrote in the diary and who sent that Valentine in the first place.

My little black diary, the one in which I wrote my every feeling and care soared out of Malfoy's hands and into my brothers, Ron.

"Harry, no magic in the corridor, Im going to have to report this." Percy said.

I need to get out of here, this is awful. I turned and headed for the door to History of Magic but Malfoy was determined t hurt someone today if he couldn't hurt Harry.

"I don't think Potter liked your Valentine very much," Malfoy shouted at me.

That was what it took, this whole ordeal and I managed to stay somewhat calm and in one spot but those nine little words and I turn into a wreck. I hurriedly covered my face and ran into my classroom. I sat in the back of History of Magic all by myself and tried to ignore all the pointed fingers laughter being directed at me. I sat with my head covered for the whole class all while my classmates teased me and Binns drowned on and on about Elfric the Eager.