Dear Dairy
Summary: In which Ginny finds herself dabbing in the arts of muggle witchcraft or as some would call it Wicca or Paganism witchcraft. (Takes place after Hogwarts,) (A series of Dibbles.)
Who would've thought you needed so many things for witchcraft in the muggle world, Ginny thought to herself as she picked up a book with blank pages much less a strange item called a pen and a small bag of gemstones. In her world all she needed was a wand and some robes, in this world it's all so many things and items pack together just to collect one path.
How strange, she thought to herself. She shrugged her shoulders opened up her new dairy thinking to herself that hopefully it wasn't curse like the first one she picked up years ago as a child in first year. Either way, she was ready to write down her first dot of notes only to pause at the sight the book was already written in.
She huffed and puffed at the thought, thinking how dare it curse itself to be another Tom Riddle dairy only to find at the end of the pages that it was more than that.
The written woks of Roseanne Smith, the book said and she blinked at the sight and looked through the pages only to pause and to notice that this work didn't come from a first year Hogwarts students. It was form a muggle.
Dear dairy the pages read, oh how I saw something strange today witches and wizards wearing black robes playing and singing fairy music.
Wizard and witches playing fairy music?
Witches and wizards didn't normally get along with fairies much less goblins at that so yes, Ginny found it a little bit strange, but nevertheless she tucked the gemstones into her pocket and took the book with her whenever she went. Walking downs he narrowed paths off the muggle world she was determined to find who this Roseanne Smith was.
And, why would a muggle conjure up her own witchcraft?
