Dear Diary

Chapter 3: Ginny

The redhead walked up the old, worn out, creaky stairs of number 12 Grimmuland Place. "Mom are you sure we are at the right place" asked a flustered Ginny " Yes Ginvera " Mrs Weasley said  irritably as she opened the door to the old and glumy house 'guess Sirius wasn't joking when he said the place belonged to death eater wannabes' Mrs Weasley thought as she ushered Ginny inside and quickly shut the door behind her. "Ginny go upstairs and find the others and stay there" Mrs Weasley said in a stern tone "why?" Ginny asked innocently, pouting at her mother "its top secret now go and don't make a noise, the others will explain everything, now go" her mother hissed barley above a whisper, not wanting to argue with her mother, especially after what happened with Percy , she obeyed, Ginny shuffled to the bottom of the stairs leading to upstairs she, heasitently placed her foot on the first stair and holding onto the railing, she put one foot in front of the other keeping her eyes fixed on the top stair, when she finally made it she expected to at least hear voices but , no it was dead quiet as if none lived in the house. She shuffled past a room with a plaque written Sirius on it , she then got to a room were light was escaping she sighed in relief , she slowly pushed the door open but to her disappointment they were all fast asleep, Hermione was curled up in a ball on the bed , Ron was sprawled out on an armchair and the twins were both on opposite ends of a couch which was placed next to the headboard. She huffed and walked over to the couch, careful not to wake the twins, she slowly sat on the couch but something caught her eye, it was a letter in George's hand, she took it out of his hand not waking him, she scanned the handwriting and found it was Harry's, she read the letter to herself it said....

Dear Hermione
Hi Hermione, how are you?, I'm not doing quite well, hope you doing better than me and that you took care of Ron, Fred and George for invading your personal space, would have done it myself ( promise I wasn't going to hurt them in anyway) but seeing as I'm not there, its impossible. Miss you guys. See you when I see you.

Love
Harry

She reread the last part over and over again, 'since when does Harry end a letter with love ? And why is the you in bold ?' She thought as she irritably shifted on the couch waking Fred he jolted upright "Just admit it Hermione he's in love with you !" Fred practically shouted waking George and Ron, Hermione lay there, still deep in slumber "wow she's a heavy sleeper " George commented rubbing his eyes, turning his gaze towards Ginny he fixed it on the piece of parchment in her hand "who loves who ?" Ginny asked clutching the letter in her hand, knuckles turning white but face completely clear of any emotion"um... N-no o-one " Ron stuttered, they new very well she had a crush on Harry, she was so infatuated with him, it caused anyone who assumed he liked someone else besides her, to get hexed. She glared at them but face still not showing emotion, " oh stop lying,I found the letter and Harry's has never ended a letter with love, he was also basically implying that he misses her  because the you was in stupid bold " she said tears now forming in her eyes "um..." Fred trailed off "its her isn't, he loves Hermione" she said, holding back her tears "w-we don't really know, its just an assumption it could be brotherly love" George stated trepidation washing over him "oh don't be stupid, I see the way he looks at her and I know what he did to Malfoy for complimenting her and its fine if his in love with her I don't like him anymore " she said in a flustered tone, the boys looked at her completely flabbergasted, they couldn't believe it Ginny was actually over Harry, the Harry Potter she'd been obsessing over even before she knew him. "Don't look at me like that, I'm serious , besides I like someone else" she said, she knew in her heart that she liked Harry and she would do anything to be with him, but right now she had to put on a brave face, she wasn't about to cry over a boy in front of her brothers, they wouldn't let it go. "You don't know how long I have been waiting for you to say that" Fred, George and Ron said in unison.