It's Ginny, NOT Ginevra

Mon, 16 May 2005 00:46:41 GMT

I don't want to talk about it.

With anyone.

Ever.

Sorry.

I'm in so much fucking pain right now. Lost the match. Scored lots, but lost still.

Two battles. Students attacking. St.Mugno's a trap. Should've known. Didn't think.

Had to be there for Nev.

Hermione.
Fuck.

Ron probably hates me.
Harry probably hates me.

Right leg looks horrible. Too many scratches.

I can't think about this right now.

Fuck. Justin. I don't even know anymore.

I'm so tired.

Sweet Merlin!

Tue, 19 Apr 2005 04:27:55 GMT

Oh Merlin. Prefect rounds were rather upsetting this evening.

Colin and I were doing our rounds as usual when we heard a bit of a noise coming from the direction of the library. We investigated, of course, and there was poor Dennis Creevey! It was horrid. Someone had given the poor dear a black eye and loads of bruises.

I very nearly felt sympathy towards Colin. Nearly. I did feel sympathy towards Dennis, though.

What a horror!

We took him to see Madam Pomfrey right quick, though, so everything was healed up quite nicely.

I've not got proof as to who would do such a thing to an innocent fourth year. But I most definitely have my suspicions.

Malfoy. Or one of his lackeys.

I'll be speaking with Professor McGonagall tomorrow about this. I'm positive that Madam Pomfrey will alert her of what happened, but I'd like to speak to her personally.

On a more positive note, Hogsmeade is swiftly approaching, and I for one cannot wait!

Justin asked me.
He.asked.me.

And I, of course, accepted.

YES!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I danced around my room for ten minutes afterwards! TEN MINUTES OF GLORIOUS WEIRD SISTERS DANCING!

I'm off to get some cocoa from the kitchens and check on Dennis again. He just seemed so terribly frightened. I'm right worried about him.

er. Constant Vigilence, of course.

Mon, 28 Mar 2005 23:10:01 GMT

Well, then.

Zach.

NOT ON!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!</u>

Fuck. FUCK. SHITE.

JUSTIN.

Oh shite. He's going to think I'm just some big slag who's snogged all of Hogwarts. Or that I'm just out to snog all the Hufflepuff's.

And Ron's just going NUTTERS and going from threatening to hex him and actually being nice and going on and on about my honour and OH SHITE what if the whole school thinks I'm a SCARLET WOMAN??

I think I'm going to die of embarrassment. Oh. Right. Poor word choice. Merlin. THIS IS AWFUL!!!

AND HARYY IS WORRIED ABOUT RON!!! AS IF ITS RON'S REPUTATION AT STAKE!!!

HARRY THINKS I'M A SLAG.

HORRIBLE. HORRID HORRIBLE SWEET MERLIN.

LOCKING MYSELF IN MY DORMITORY.

Today was Professor Moody's funeral and it really was quite lovely. Well, lovely for a funeral, I suppose.

Tonks was right, though. He went in the way that he would have wanted to go - fighting. I think if he'd have gone another way, he'd be sorely dissapointed. Wherever he is.

I'll be in my dormitory if anyone needs me.

Prophet

Wed, 23 Mar 2005 19:38:52 GMT

Shite.

Prophet.

Professor Moody. Oh sweet Merlin.

MERLIN. PERCY. DAD.

WHERE ARE PERCY AND DAD!?

HERMIONE. LUNA. HARRY. NEVILLE. JUSTIN!!

RON. RON! RON!!

SHITE.

OWL ME NOW. EVERYONE EVER. NOW.

Well, then.

Mon, 21 Mar 2005 22:51:52 GMT

Er, sorry about the last entry. Creevy needs to cut it out.

Ron - stop drinking tea. You know what it does to you.

Hermione - Thanks for taking the tea away from him. Mum'd be proud.

Harry - You doing okay, mate?

Feel up for a bit of a study session tomorrow afternoon?

Seamus and Harry - Good show, with the eclairs business. Heard about the hostage situation and whatnot. I'm quite proud of you lot. Nearly brings a tear to my eye.

Fred and George - BORED OUT OF MY BLOODY MIND. You should remedy this. Please?

Am contemplating owling Justin. Unsure.

Is that too forward? I wish I had someone to talk to about this. Luna's away for the Hols and Hermione always gives me this dissaproving look. I loathe the dissaproving look. I mean, honestly. Girl can't talk about snogging or shagging or even sodding knickers without The Look. Makes a girl feel odd.

S'not my fault I grew up with six brothers that didn't care what they talked about in front of me.

Shouldn't be complaining, though. S'not her fault that she grew up with no brothers or even sisters. Or really, that her parents are dentists.

Justin doesn't want to be a dentist.

My goodness, he's simply wonderful. And, okay, things are moving a bit slowly. But things seemed to just sort of take off with Corner and we all know how that one worked out.

Sodding bint, Cho.

So slow can perhaps be a good thing, I'm thinking?

This Potions OWL work over the Hols is brilliant.

A bit behind the times, I know. But Merlin, it's still funny to me!

Er. What's the rumours I'm hearing about Gringotts?

NO

Fri, 18 Mar 2005 05:43:35 GMT

COLIN, FOR THE LAST TIME, I DONT WANT TO SNOG YOU IN THE BROOM CUPBOARD DURING OUR PREFECT ROUNDS AND THAT IS FINAL.

NO.

NO.NO.NO.NO.

AND MORE NO.

I don't care how many times you call my hair pretty.

IT WONT WORK.

NO SNOGGING.

RON, AREN'T YOU SUPPOSED TO BE MY BIG BROTHER OR SOMETHING? YOU GO ON ABOUT ME BEING YOUR BABY SISTER AND WHEN IT COMES DOWN TO ACTUALLY DOING SOMETHING YOU PLAY CHESS OR WAX ON ABOUT THE BLOODY CANNONS!!!

BEAT HIM UP! PLEASE!

HE WANTS TO TAKE AWAY MY SODDING INNOCENCE OR SOMETHING LIKE THAT!

Now that that's settled.

Things with Justin are progressing agonizingly slow.

But Merlin he's just so cute. And smart. And funny. And shy.

If only it were him asking me to snog in the sodding broom cupboard. Then I'd not be quite so angry.

HARRY AND/OR HERMIONE-
Defence is confusing and Moody has quite possibly gone nutters. Defensive Charges. They make no sense to me. Help?

NEVILLE-
My Fanged Geranium is dying in Herbology. Help? Poor thing keeps whimpering and it won't eat! If I don't get good marks in Herbology, Mum'll positively throw a fit! Also, haven't talked to you much as of late. Things okay?

QUIDDITCH!

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Fri, 18 Feb 2005 20:16:19 GMT

Valentines Day turned out to be absolutely, positively wonderful and extraoridinary and perfect and a nice day, afterall!

Justin was wonderful and he was a wonderful dancer and I had such a wonderful time.

And the punch wasn't even spiked and I'm acting like this!

And oh Merlin, Justin looked so handsome in his robes and oh Merlin! Merlin! Merlin!

I thank everyone who showed up for the Interhouse Valentine Making Extravaganza.

Yes, I did just make that up.

I'm not entirely sure what I'm supposed to do with all this extra glitter, though...

[Private to Justin]

I had a really great time at the dance. Thank you for asking me!

[/Private]

Thu, 10 Feb 2005 23:06:37 GMT

So.

St.Valentines Day.

I'm making Valentines this Friday afternoon in the Great Hall, if anyone wishes to join me! Bring your wands, some coloured parchment and your best sticking charms!

I'll supply the glitter!

Also, a Valentines Ball? How lovely! I can't wait! I think I've got red dress robes milling about somewhere. I hope they still fit! Even though they're shoddy and rubbish.

[hexed visible to Herm and Luna]
I don't have a date.

I wish Justin would ask me.

Blast it. Had a bloody date last year, can't manage one this year. Sodding Corner.[/hex]

The defence group looks like it's going to be great. Herm really did a wonderful job organizing it and whatnot. Though that is Herm's specialty. I'm right proud, really. They're using my name for it.

Dumbledore's Army.

We really are an army, aren't we? Or I reckon we will be, once Harry's trained us up properly. And we're Dumbledore's, no doubt.

Oh, how brilliant I am somtimes. If only that weren't sarcasm, eh Weasley? No matter.

Perhaps ~~all the blokes~~ Justin thinks I'm not girlish enough and that's why I can't get dates. Maybe I should be flouncing about like Parvati and Lavender and talking about rubbish like makeup charms and whatnot?

No. I think I'd rather be hexed into oblivion.

I miss Mum.

Italics visible to: Herm, Luna

Sun, 30 Jan 2005 17:04:19 GMT

I'm making valentines this year. Anyone want to make them with me? They're loads of fun to make in groups. I haven't made valentines ~~since that horrid singing contraption for Harry~~ in years! It'll be loads of fun!

I've not got a valentine this year. How droll. How depressing. How, what's that phrase Ron's always using? Not On. How Not On.

COLIN, WHEN I SAID I DIDN'T WANT TO BE THE MODEL FOR SOME STRANGE PHOTOGRAPHY PROJECT YOU'VE GOT INTO YOUR BRAINS, THAT DOESN'T MEAN 'ASK ME LATER, I MIGHT CHANGE MY MIND'!

Ugh. Honestly, that bloke. Can't get it through his head that I don't want to be his girlfriend. I think I'd rather shave my head and become a Death Eater. Okay, that's a lie. But still. Don't want to be his girl.

I'm exhausted. My new trainers are lovely. I was right, I can run around Hogwarts without my feet hurting. Wonderful, really. They're perfect for Quidditch, too.

The Hols // italics visable to Luna, Herm, Harry and Weasleys

Sat, 01 Jan 2005 21:25:26 GMT

This year's Holiday was probably one of my favourites. Though I reckon that's because everyone acted so normal and cheery, instead of the everyday seriousness. Seriousness is all well and good throughout the rest of the year, but not during the Hols.

Home was as it always is. Loud. Fred and George were home once again and it was absolutely crazy about The Burrow. Managed to trick me, those two did. I'll get back at them, just you see. I'm not a fellow Weasley for nothing.

It was great to have a break from all the Prefecting and parchment work. Though I was given loads of it to do over Holiday, I've successfully managed to avoid it. Don't tell Mum, she'll drive me batty.

It was nice having Harry and Hermione here for Christmas and New Years as well. Reckon it's better than spending them at Hogwarts.

Mum and Dad got me a new pair of trainers that look quite spiffy. They're black with red and gold stripes on them. Gryffindor trainers!! I jumped up right quick and hugged Mum real tight. Reckon she was a bit surprised at it, really. No matter. They'll be great for Quidditch practices and training sessions! Reckon I could run all the way around Hogwarts in them and my feet won't hurt a bit! Much nicer than my old trainers, they are.

Oy, speaking of Quidditch.

Has anyone noticed something rather off about Krum's journal postings? His last ones were odd and I haven't seen him in quite some time. Herm wasn't he supposed to come to Britain? I thought I remembered someone mentioning something about him playing for Britain, but I haven't seen anything of it in the Prophet or anything. I'm rather confused. And a tad worried. Oh my.

edit: Oh shite. Just received the Daily Prophet. ~~He was going to play for the CANNONS??~~

What in the name of Merlin is going on here???

Hexed Private
I miss Percy. I wish I could have seen him a bit more throughout the holidays. He's... family... still... I mean, I know he's an awful git to Mum and Dad and whatnot but, well, he's still Percy.

Oh bother

Fri, 24 Dec 2004 01:03:05 GMT

I hope everyone is having a lovely holiday!

It's snowing hippogriff's out here in Ottery St. Catchpole. Oh, how I do so love the holidays!

I've beaten Ron in a snowball fight this year! First year that's happened! Reckon it's probably because of Quidditch training. Quaffle in the goal and all that. Or maybe it was because Harry was pelting him with snowballs as well, but that detail doesn't matter too much, now. I've still won!!!

Christmas is quickly approaching and I've never been more ecstatic! Of course, that's probably because Harry's here and I reckon I might've seen him actually smile once, but it could've been a trick of the light.

Luna, stop by tomorrow would you? I'd like to give you your gift!

Oh, look! I just found a jar of sweets! How lucky! Mum usually hides these until Christmas day.

Oh Merlin. What's happening to....

FRED!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!111!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! GEORGE!!!!!!!111!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!111111111111!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!111

Christmas is swiftly approaching!

Thu, 16 Dec 2004 13:55:40 GMT

All is well again, apparently. I'm rather confused as to what happened, but I'd rather not dwell on it just yet.

Term is ending in one day! (well, two if you count all of the rest of today, but I'd rather not because saying that there is one day left of term just makes it that much more exciting than saying there's two days left of term!)

I've got a nasty bruise on my arm. Reckon its from when I ran into the door jam. Can't tell the family that, though. They'll torture me for weeks about my clumsiness. I think it might be from Quidditch. Can't tell Mum then, she'll go all crazy-like and want to nurse me back to health (because of a bruise) and then she'll forbid me from ever playing Quidditch ever because obviously my ickle arms cannot handle it. Honestly, my Mums a tad nutters sometimes. No matter.

Merlin! It's awful drafty in my dormitory this morning!

Oh. Stupid gits. Left the window open. It's winter! Do my dafty dormmates not understand the concept of cold? Honestly.

Private to Percy

So--- You're all right, then?

Are you coming to the Burrow for Christmas? I... I'm not speaking for Mum and Dad or anything. Just me. I won't tell them. I know things are... tense... between everyone.

But its Christmas.

Please?

~~I miss you sometimes.~~

Oh, this is my most favourite time of the year!

angry

Sun, 12 Dec 2004 14:22:38 GMT

I should like it very much if someone could PLEASE FIND THE TIME TO RESCUE MY BROTHER AS IT APPEARS HE NEEDS RESCUING!!! PROFESSOR MOODY SEEMS TO BE ONLY PERSON THAT SEEMS TO ACTUALLY CARE ABOUT THE WELFARE OF MY BROTHER OUT THERE AND HE'S JUST OUT OF THE BLOODY HOSPITAL WING!!!!!!!!

Thank you and Happy Holidays!

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Mum's owled me underpants. Unattractive tents of underpants. Horrid buggers. I told her to send me nice, attractive underpants, but no. The bum on them could fit the entirety of bloody England. Honestly.

Readable to Weasley's, Harry, Herm, Luna, Neville
I've been sleeping like a child for a week now.
Bliss. Wonderful no-circles-under-my-eyes-bliss.

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A note:

I feel right happy, except for the whole Percy-is-gone situation. But I reckon he can take care of himself. He never was shy about telling us that.

I don't even mind the horrid marks I received on my Potions exam. The Hols are upon us, my Christmas shopping is mostly-finished (if not a bit singed from Death Eaters, buggers) and I refuse to let some nancyboy evil wizard with a pension for horrible names (I've decided that nothing good has ever come from someone named Tom. Don't argue.) RUIN MY CHRISTMAS DAMNIT!

A bit of clarity // italics visible to ron/harry/herm/luna/neville/weasleys

Tue, 30 Nov 2004 14:57:53 GMT

First and foremost, my nose is not pointy nor is my face red. My hair - yes, my face - no.

Secondly, I didn't hex Professor Moody. He was hit by a hex, but it wasn't mine.

Thirdly, would everyone please stop talking about me?? It's bloody annoying.

Also, would the group of third years that are constantly snapping photos of me please stop. It's a tad distracting when I'm trying to do my parchment work.

The battle was horrible. Horrible and.... interesting.

I saw Tom. Saw him and looked at his face and everything came back. All the things I've been dreaming about since the attack on the train. Everything that's buried inside. The fears. The doubts.

I froze. I felt like someone had put a full body bind on me.

Reckon I wouldn't have snapped out of it had Moody not fallen. He sort of... smacked into me a bit. Clipped my shoulder a tad. Startled me out of it.

After that, I sort of... went a bit mad, I reckon. Though I must admit, it was terribly amusing to see Death Eaters under the Bat Bogey Hex.

I feel horribly. I haven't slept this well since last spring.

I don't know what it is that came over me, but it feels... strange. And powerful.

~~I rather like it~~

[Private to Harry]

Everyone is talking about me. Or it rather seems that way.

How do you deal with this???
[/private]

Sat, 27 Nov 2004 15:39:46 GMT

Ha! Double Ha! Triple Ha!!!

GOOD FORM GRYFFINDOR! S'TOO BAD MOST OF THE TEAM IS IN THE HOSPITAL WING. ~~Sodding Slytherins. Cheating buggers.~~

DOESN'T MATTER THOUGH BECAUSE WE WON!!!

GOOD SHOW TO ALL OF GRYFFINDOR!! THAT'LL SHOW YOU SLYTHERIN SWOTS TO BURN OUR BANNERS!!!

oy. I'm a tad late on the update for this Quidditch game. Ron's in the Hospital Wing and I've been answering frantic letters from Mum in my spare time. She's a right worrier that one. Unsurprisingly so.

I've received a package from Fred and George!! I've not tested them out yet. I reckon I'm waiting for this Quidditch business to die down.

As Moody would say CONSTANT VIGILANCE!

Slept like a child after the game. One dream of Tom. Much better than before. Am glad I don't have to rely on sleeping potion. Was dreadful tasting and did not offer proper nights sleep.

GO GRYFFINDOR!!!!!!!!!!!!!11!!!!1!1!1!!!!!!

oy. I feel like Ron.

QUIDDITCH!!!

Wed, 17 Nov 2004 19:58:13 GMT

QUIDDITCH!!!

GRYFFINDOR VS. SLYTHERIN THIS WEEKEND!!!

YOU'RE GOING DOWN, SLYTHERIN!!!!!!!!!

A short notice to my darling brother Ronald, whom I love so dearly

Fri, 12 Nov 2004 03:34:39 GMT

Ron- I've nicked some of your socks. My feet were cold, your socks are warmer.

[Hexed to Percy]
Thank you.
[/hex]

Italics visible to Luna and Herm only!

Sun, 07 Nov 2004 23:28:21 GMT

Well, that was interesting. I've got a new quill. Doesn't work too well, though. Reckon it's nearly out of ink.

I snogged Zach Smith. The Hufflepuff.

This is odd. I'm not interested in Smith romantically. Not nearly. It was odd. We were joking about and talking about how I "worshipped" him, then suddenly it was less joking and more snogging.

Oy.

Not entirely sure how I manage to get myself into these situations.

I hope he doesn't expect anything to come of this. He's just broken it off with that Ravenclaw girl, Su or something like that. And I reckon he's very much still attached to Susan Bones, though honestly, who wouldn't be? I never understood why he would break up with poor Susan to date Su. Su seems a bit more... well, shallow.

Perhaps he's just a git?

Yes well, he's got Su to worry about and I fancy Neville ~~and Harry~~ and really, I'd much rather be snogging him in the corridors. Not to say it was a bad snog, which it wasn't. I'd just rather be snogging Neville is all, except Neville's been acting a bit perculiar as of late and I do so hope that someone hasn't told him because really I don't wish to ruin our friendship because I fancy him. I know full well he doesn't right fancy me back, and this is really just bothersome.

He's just so terribly nice and kind and gentle and funny though he doesn't think so. I reckon I wish he'd smile a bit more. I hate seeing him so sad. I wish I knew what was bothering him. It tears me up inside, not only because I fancy him but because he's my friend and I wish his Gran would treat him better. He should attend a Weasley Holiday event! Oh Mum'd treat him like family. Perhaps then he'd be happier.

I've always wondered what happened to his parents, you know? Why he lives with his Gran. It just seems like such a sore spot for him. I'd rather not hurt him further.

Oh honestly. This is all silly speculation. I reckon he just had a nasty bout with Snape or something. I'm sure I'm being stupid.

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Fri, 05 Nov 2004 08:42:14 GMT

Classes are duller than usual. Quidditch practice is rough. Getting better at it, I am.

Colin's being an arse about Prefecting.

Things are awkward. Bloody potion.

I've given in.

I owled Percy for a mild sleeping drought. I've been fighting this since summertime and I expected that when my sleep schedule finally returned to normal just last week that I'd be all right.

I, as usual, was quite wrong.

All I ever see anymore are those sodding green eyes and that sodding black hair and the blood and how sticky it was on my fingers and how I felt like I could cry for days and how naive I was telling Tom everything about me. Everything about other people.

I saw myself in the mirror in the Prefects bath yesterday. The circles under my eyes were so dark it looked like magic had put them there. My hair is stringy and my skin is pale. Fred's old robes are baggier than ever.

He's killing me. From the inside out. I just can't figure out how to get this sodding ghost of a student out of my brain.

I'm so ashamed. I'm the Weasley that sold her soul to a diary that told her things were all right. No matter that I was young. So was Harry, when he saved me. So was Ron when he sacrificed himself on the giant chess pieces. So was Herm when she was petrified by the bloody basilisk that I set out on the school.

I'm afraid of what I'll do in my sleep sometimes. "It's okay, Ginny." he said. "It's okay. I care about you. It's okay to hurt those people, they don't like you. They're just going to hurt you anyway. But not me, Ginny. I love you, Ginny."

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Thu, 04 Nov 2004 00:09:25 GMT

I?

He?

Merlin.

He's a...

I said what? To whom?

No.

NoNoNoNoNoNoNoNoNoNoNoNoNoNoNo.

I'm crying. I don't cry. I cry when I wake up in the morning and I can't help that. That's'not my fault. I don't cry during the day when I'm awake and well aware of my crying. Except that one time I broke my arm. But that doesn't count.

What did I say?? To HARRY no less? Merlin. MerlinMerlinMerlinMerlin.

And Anthony???

He's a... ?

I'm ugly. Horridly poor and ugly and the only bloke I can get to escort me to a dance is one that wouldn't touch me with a fifty metre wand and I'm so ugly I can't stand it.

No wonder he...

Merlin.

Luna?

The ball : the punch was grand!

Mon, 01 Nov 2004 21:28:17 GMT

I went to the ball and had a lovely time and danced about quite a bit and drank a lot of punch because it tasted wonderfully, even better than Mum's punch!

I looked wonderful in my dress and Luna helped me to get ready which was great because I've not seen Luna in quite awhile which isn't a good thing because she's my best mate and to not see your best mate in awhile sort of makes you wonder whether or not they are your best mate, but Luna's definitely mine because I can tell her about everything and I know that she won't think I'm loony like everyone calls her except they don't realize that she isn't loony, she's just a bit different and I love her dearly and there's nothing wrong with being a bit different because if we were all the same then my household would be terribly boring what with all of us being all the same and not getting into fights or anything. Luna looked lovely too and she went with Harry and I was a tad jealous because I could have gone to the ball back in third year with him but I was already going with Neville but I had great fun with Neville that night and I rather wish he'd asked me to this ball, but Anthony was a grand date anyway. I was also jealous because Harry got to spend the evening with my best mate and I didn't because we were milling about with Ravenclaw's that Anthony knows but I don't but thats okay because it was an interhouse unity ball.

Speaking of Anthony, he was a perfect gentleman which was rather dissapointing because I wanted him to at least hold me a little too tightly while we were dancing or something to annoy Ron because Ron gets annoyed so easily and it's really terribly amusing when he does because then I can get angry at him for treating me like a baby again and I can yell and everyone takes my side except my other brothers because really, they are being unfair in thinking that I'm never going to have a boyfriend or snog a boy ever which is entirely ridiculous.

But other than that the ball was grand and everything was grand especially the punch (I drank quite a bit!) and even the Slytherins that went were grand because everything is grand.

Odd. Italics private to Weasley's and both trio's

Mon, 25 Oct 2004 21:38:55 GMT

I am Weasley.

Which Hogwarts Student Are You?
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I found that quiz in Smith's journal. The Hufflepuff that's attempting that silly dating service business. Can't imagine that anyone's signed up for it. I reckon that's supposed to be my darling brother Ronald. Serves the git right. I'm not Ron, though. My hair's longer and I'm a tad bit more female then him. Or at least I hope I am. If not, then Ron's got himself a problem. ~~Can't possibly have two pouf's in the family, can we?~~

Not that I give a sodding shred of a thought as to what Ron or Percy's problems are. Wankers. Quite literally, I'd imagine.

Some members of my family need to remember that I'm no longer ickle Ginny-kins. And if they start to forget, I'd hope they'd remember that I've got a mean bat bogey hex.

The ball is quickly approaching, and I fear that I've grown excited. What a bother. Goldstein's got blue robes, so we won't look like the Christmas Spectacular together, which is a relief.

I swear to merlin, little Whitby, you mention something about a sodding star on my head, I'll... refrain from doing anything because I'm a prefect. But... sod it. Threatening a third year is just low.

My fingers are starting to cramp. There is far too much parchment work for OWL year. Far too much. And I've got a bruise on my leg the size of Ireland from Quidditch pracice. Took a bludger to the calf. I do hope that it heals in time for the dance. I'd rather not have my legs match my gown.

I think I'm going to go flying a bit before practice begins.

Has anyone seen the hair clip that my Dad gave me for my birthday? I can't seem to find it. It's brown and has little butterflies flying about on it. Oh, I've just spotted it underneith my four-poster. I'd thought I'd lost it for a moment there!

I've slept for a week straight! This is most excellent news. Not one single nightmare in an entire week!

I hope this is a good sign...

Hogsmeade, Halloween, etc. Italics visible to Herm-n-Luna

Thu, 21 Oct 2004 03:50:29 GMT

Reckon I've got me a date to the Halloween Ball. And twenty points to Gryffindor as well! Anthony Goldstein, the Ravenclaw Prefect, wrote me a note. Not out of pity, I'm assured.

Hogsmeade was rather lovely, if I say so myself (which I do). The air was not terribly cold, which was a relief.

It was plenty fun to sit and relax with a butterbeer. I feel like I haven't done that in ages.

I also managed to find a discounted and previously-owned-but-in-smashing-condition dress as well.

I went shopping with Victoria Frobisher. We discussed our dress options in Herbology and had decided to shop together. Reckon she's got the same issues as us Weasley's, financially speaking. Don't know the girl too well, but she assured me that I won't look like a Christmas tree in the dress. I'm not entirely sure if I believe her or not. Red hair and a green dress? For Halloween?

Well, no matter, it's a lovely dress. Fits well enough with a few charms. Couldn't find one that was inexpensive enough that fit perfect-like.

I hope that Anthony doesn't wear red, though. I'd rather not look entirely too into the holiday season quite so early.

Sod It.

Sat, 16 Oct 2004 15:45:16 GMT

Sod it. I just won't go to the ball. It's silly, really.

I've got parchment work, anyway. And maybe I'll take a nap. Or a bludger to my head.

Dance, italics visible to Herm & Luna

Tue, 12 Oct 2004 01:37:32 GMT

So, there's an interhouse unity dance? How lovely.

~~Who'd like a Gryffindor Red Head and twenty points?~~

Twenty house points is rather alluring...

~~Harry looked great yesterday. In that Quidditch uniform with the...~~
Michael was looking rather handsome today...

No! No!No!No!

Must stop this thinking.

Am.Over.Corner...

Yes. So. If there is anyone in the world that could possibly want twenty house points and perhaps a date to go along with it, I suppose I'll refrain from studying for one evening. Possibly. Yes. Maybe.