I suppose me and Harry are friends, as in, he occasionally comes in my room, we chat, but if we hold hands, his hands never jerks like he felt sparks. It's weird. Anyway, today we were leaving for Hogwarts. Yesterday I got everything ready, so I have already had breakfast, and got changed. It was 09:30.
I noticed Harry and Ron weren't there, so I mentioned this to mum. She just told me to go wake them up. So, I went up to my room, and braced myself to see Harry in his pyjamas. He was not up, or he would be eating, as he is nearly as bad as Ron himself.
And I entered. He doesn't have pyjamas I thought. He sleeps in just his boxers. I ran out, as he wasn't exactly wholey covered by the blanket and thought. I made notes on this new observation, and wrote a note. It said: I know Ron sleeps in boxers, and Harry probably does to so I didn't want to go in. Hope you didn't think the worst, love Ginny.
I put love as I do love Harry and Ron is my brother, so how could I love him, except for in a brotherly way? I hope he gets the hint. I decided just to pack Harry Potter posters for Hogwarts, so under my bed I still have my framed photo. It is there because if he comes in he might see it. That would be awkward. So, I took it out and gave it a quick snog, wanting it to really be Harry.
I hid it back under my bed, and placed my note by Ron's door. I got one of Fred and Georges latest explosives, which are easy to find around the house, under sofas and in broom closets. I threw it at the door, knowing it would only make a bang as mum got bored of replacing the door due to Fred and George and put a unbreakable charm on it.
I ran away, and into my room. It sure woke them up, and I heard them go silent as they read the note. Harry must be a deep sleeper, as he got super angry and charged for my room, still only in boxers. He slammed the door open, fuming. I stared at him, and he blushed. He left the room, and that was the last I saw of him that day, except for being squished next to him in the car, an amazing experience for me, and I heard he and Ron arrived in the car dad had. I'm sure he was more responsible, but knowing Ron...
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( ='.'= ) <One week later>
Ok, so they did fly to Hogwarts. Ron got a howler. It congratulated me on getting into Gryffindor, and everyone stared at me. It was really embarrassing.
On a WAY WAY WAY WAY WAY better note, Harry has been having nightmares. You may think that this is bad, but it means that to everyone else as he keeps waking them up. I can go stalking without being found by Neville, Dean, Seamus or Ron. And I spotted Harry's timetable whilst I was snooping and memorized it. Yay me!
Also, Mum must have bought me a diary at Diagon Alley as I found it in my cauldron. It answers me and everything! His name is Tom Riddle. Weird... I'm sure I've heard it before, but for now I need to adjust to the amount of homework.
Later on at Hogwarts
I have become friends with Hermione, one of Harry's closer friends. Ron's got a crush on her, he's always talking about a amazing her hair is or whatever. She's been helping me with my homework. I'm trying to get on the good side of teachers, so far I'm the goodie two shoes of my year in Charms, Herbology and History of Magic, as I am the only one who makes notes and asks questions. Of course Hermione's better at magic, but to be fair she has had a years more education.
She is also my closest friend- I'm quite a loner, but it's only been about a month. She gives me information on Harry, actually she thinks I should move on from him but no. I'm not like that Romilda in my Tranfiguration class. He's special.
