A/N: I was just sitting at the computer when I had the sudden urge to start a new fan fic. Even though I'm not even finished with Want To Be Bad. But I tend to get new ideas, and once I get an idea I have to write it. And I really wanted to write a fan fiction from Ginny's point of view. So I decided to write a diary. This diary details Ginny's sixth year at Hogwarts. I am too lazy to just figure out the actual year this would have taken place in, so it's going to be set in 2004-2005. I hope everyone enjoys! Read and Review and let me know what you think! Thanks.
Chapter One: One Step Forward, Two Steps Backward
September 1st, 2004
It's the start of sixth year and I'm on the train to Hogwarts. I am determined to make this year completely rock. Although I have no idea how I'm going to achieve that, considering the fact that I have an enormous dilemma. I am completely head over heels, crazy in love with Mr. Green Eyes himself. Yes you git, I mean Harry Potter. And since said love shows no signs of returning my feelings, I have come to the conclusion that I am completely screwed. How am I supposed to get on with my life, if I can't even get over my stupid infatuation with Harry? I will just have to focus my attentions on other things. Like what? I have not the slightest clue. But hopefully I'll figure it out. Soon. Very Soon.
Wow. I really have perfected the art of making an ass out of myself. Harry just left my compartment a minute ago. And I'm sure he was extremely glad to leave. We had a conversation. If you could call it that. It went something like this.
"Ginny!" Harry exclaimed while enveloping me in a hug.
"Hi Harry." I said blushing like a maniac. And since I've decided to become more assertive, I figured I'd make conversation. Bad Idea.
"It's great to see you Harry! I've missed you!"
"I've missed you too Gin."
Harry stared at me for a moment, probably looking in disgust at the extreme oddness that is my face.
"You look great Gin." He said taking me by surprise.
"Likewise, Mr. Potter." I replied. And then here's the part where I completely screw up. I run my hand through his adorably messy hair! I actually did that. What was I thinking? I must have gone momentarily mental. In the next moment Harry stood up, gave me a funny expression, and walked out the door, with only a small, "See you later Gin." Oh God. I've really done it now. Harry probably thinks I'm some kind of weird kid who likes to randomly ruffle people's hair. Liking someone is a very difficult business, if you ask me. But I'm off. We're set to arrive at Hogwarts in a bit, and I still have to change into my robes. Until Later.
Later On Still...
I have to say this writing in this thing is kind of addicting. Although it would be nice if I had a real person to talk to. I mean I have Hermione, and a few other friends who I could talk to, but I don't want to bore their ears off with all this ridiculous stuff about Harry. Who by the way, was pointedly ignoring me during dinner. Or at least, he had very little to say. Yeah we exchanged pleasantries. Nothing earth shattering. He kept looking at me, which was a little unnerving to say the least. But was I going to do? I wasn't going to ask him why he kept staring at me like I had something on my face. Which I hopefully didn't. I didn't want to embarrass him, so I kept my mouth shut. He never said anything so I trudged up here to pour my aching heart out. Woe is me. Yeah right. I may be a little infatuated, but I'm not that nuts right? Right?
September 2nd 2004. 9:30 am
So I'm heading down to the common room, prepared to walk through the portrait hole and into my breakfast. Not literally, obviously. But there I am minding my own business when I ran smack into...that's right, you guessed it. Harry. But of course at the time, I didn't realize it was him, seeing as how I was still half asleep.
"Hey! Watch where you're going!"
"Sorry Ginny. I wasn't really looking where I was going." Muttered an embarrassed Harry.
"Oh God Harry. I'm sorry I didn't realize it was you." I replied with my sheer intelligence.
"It's fine. So where are you headed?"
"Well I was actually about to head down to the Great Hall for breakfast. Do you want to come?" I asked
Harry started to laugh, and it took me a minute to realize why.
"Harry Potter! You dirty boy. Get your mind out of the gutter!" I exclaimed while trying not to laugh.
He cracked that extremely mischievous grin of his, and replied "What? I didn't say anything."
"Sure Harry. Sure." I responded in the flirtiest, playful voice that I could muster.
He flashed his enormous grin again. You know. The one that makes me go weak in the knees. As pathetic as that sounds. But what can I say? Harry has that effect on me. We walked down to the Great Hall and actually exchanged pleasant conversation. It was all going fine, until Malfoy, the complete prat he is, had to ruin everything. He came sauntering over and sneered at us.
"Weasel. Potty. How cute. But what I want to know Potter, is why you would involve yourself with a disgusting bitch like her?"
"Shut the hell up Malfoy." Replied Harry, coming to my defense. Which I have to say was quite nice. But I wasn't going to let him do all the saving.
"Shove off Ferret. You're not needed here. Bye." I replied scathingly.
Malfoy shot Harry and I a look of pure malice, turned on his heel, and stalked off.
"Sorry about that Gin. Malfoy's a basterd. Don't pay attention to him."
But damn Malfoy. He had ruined the nice time we had been having. We both fell silent, and the conversation grew awkward. So I decided to bolt out of there before it got any more painful. So just when things were looking up, Malfoy comes and messes them up. As usual. Well we'll see about Draco. You know, they say revenge is sweet. And it will be by the time I'm finished with him.
A/N: There's the first chapter of my new fan fic. I hope you liked it! I love writing from Ginny's point of view, and I hope you love reading it. Read and Review! Thanks.