A/N: I am not sticking to the story plot very much, but if u want to know where I got this book from, check out amnesia by five seconds of summer. I am not a big fan, but if u listen to it, it may give away the plot so think first. Btw, to cheer up listen to 22 by Taylor Swift, and this one, I am a big fan.
Ginny's POV:
It was a normal day in the summer holidays, and I did my usual morning routine, get up, put on dressing gown, snog picture of Harry Potter, get washed, snog picture, go down for picture. I may have a insy crush on Harry Potter. Just a little. But I could never expect who I saw downstairs. Him. Eek! Eek! Calm down Ginny, don't hyperventilate. PANIC ATTACK!!!!!! I ran upstairs, and flopped on my bed, and thought about this year, as I am starting Hogwarts. Then I here unfamiliar footsteps, though I know who it is. Oh dang.
"Ginerva? Are you ok?" He says
"Go away, and I'm Ginny to you." I shout, because my face is buried in a pillow. Gosh, now look what you did, you sound stupid now.
"I'm going to come in, five, four thr-"
"NOOOO!" I scream, yanking my photo of him off the wall and tidying up everything.
"Now, you can come in."
He entered, and I bit my lip. I sat down on the bed, and patted space next to me, and again Ginny! You acting like he's two! Uugh! Love is so hard.
"Ok... so, you're starting Hogwarts?"
"Mm."
"And, have you got your books?"
"Mm."
"Is that all you're gonna say?"
"Mm."
"Haha. Very funny.-"
"Like this one joke. I heard-"
"Finally!"
"Yep, now as I was saying-"
And we went on. We only stopped talking at lunch, where we went down for some food. I sat next to Harry to my complete surprise he held me hand under the table, and I felt sparks fly.
After lunch I went back to my room, as Ron and Harry were going with Dad to get Hermione, one of my best friends. I decided to look through Harry's stuff, because I am a weird, total stalker-creep. So I went to his room, and raided his trunk.
I found a leather notebook, with a message on the front: keep out (that means you too Hermione.) I opened it, ignoring the sign. On a spare page at the front, it said Harry James Potter's diary. Ooh!
I went to my room, and took the diary with me, and read a couple of pages. These were the ones which shocked me most.
Dear diary,
Ron told me he has a sister. She sounds very interesting. I can't wait to meet her.
Dear Diary,
I saw Ron's sister today. She is very beautiful.
Dear diary,
Ginny freaked out when she saw me. I went after her. I really like her. She is so hot, you would not know.
'OMG!' I thought. He likes me. I heard him come into the house, now for games, no matter what I read. He ran up to his room, as he would obviously want to write in his diary about the trip.
I waited fifteen minutes, then heard a howl of rage, right above my room. His room was on top of mine, and everyone else was in the kitchen, two floors below, so they didn't hear.
I ran up, and peered round the door. "Problem?" I asked.
"Well, um, yes. I lost, um, something." He was obviously shy about talking about his diary. I doubt he even told Ron and Hermione.
"What?" I pushed, wanting him to admit it.
"My, uh, um, diary" he said quickly, and I smirked.
"You mean, this?" I say, revealing the diary.
"Hey! Give it back!"
"Nope!"
He chased me all round the house, and I started reading out chapters.
"STOP!" He yelled, but I tripped, and grabbed his hand. He tumbled down with me, and landed on top of me.
"Harry," I say, trying to shift his weight.
"What?"
"GET OFF! Your, um heavy." I blushed, Ginny! Now you shouted at him!
"Oh, sorry, I thought you were comfy."
Ok...
