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The Very Secret Diary of Ginny Weasley
By Hettie Hoffleboffer

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Category: Pre-OotP
Characters:Harry/Ginny, Ron Weasley, Hermione Granger
Genres: Angst, Drama
Warnings: Violence
Story is Complete
Rating: PG-13
Reviews: 10
Summary: Ever wonder what really happened with Ginny, Tom Riddle and his diary? The often amusing and insightful truth unfolds as you go behind-the-scenes of Book Two and expeience the events of CoS through Ginny's eyes. From learning the intracasies of stalking your crush, afternoon teas with Hagrid, and finding out the true author of Harry's Valentine, you'll see that Ginny's first year at Hogwarts is one she will not soon forget--and neither will you!
Hitcount: Story Total: 149895; Chapter Total: 4097


Chapter Two: The Journey to Hogwarts

The last few weeks at the Burrow were fairly uneventful. Ginny wrote in the diary nearlyevery day, talking about her brothers, her parents, life at the Burrow and of course, Harry.

The morning they were to go to King's Cross station to catch the train to Hogwarts wasutter chaos. Everyone was running up and down the stairs, still half-asleep, trying to remember ifthey had brought everything.

Ginny wasn't sure if she had packed enough herself, until her father attempted to carry hervery full trunk to the car by himself. He ended up tripping over one of the chickens in the yard,and falling over the trunk, spilling her books everywhere.

They tried to leave for over half an hour, which put Ginny's mother in an extremely badmood. First, George forgot the rest of his Filibuster fireworks in the kitchen (he had used them ina delightful display after supper the night before). They left again, but then Fred had forgotten hisbroomstick. They had nearly reached the highway when suddenly a scream came from the front seat.


The turquoise Ford Anglia skidded to a halt.

“Oh, now what is it?” her mother said angrily.

“Mummy, I forgot my diary!”

“Ginny dear, we are very late as it is. I will send it with Errol the moment your father andI get back.”

“NO!” she shrieked. “We have to go back!”

Ginny didn't want to risk her mother seeing the secrets in her diary. What if Tom showedthem to her?

Ginny turned to her father, whom she sat next to in the front seat, and put on the bestweepy look she could muster up, which in fact, wasn't too difficult.

“Please Daddy, please!”

“Yes, yes, of course we'll go back,” he said hugging her shoulders, avoiding the hard lookthat his wife was now giving him. “Just be quick about it.”

When they finally reached King's Cross station, it was nearly a quarter to eleven. Thecrowd of redheads, and one shaggy black-haired boy, ran to the barrier between platforms nineand ten at top speed.

Percy went through the barrier first, followed by their father, Fred and George. Ginny andher mother came next, and Ron and Harry were to follow behind them.

Ginny's father was helping with the trunks as the last of the students hurried onto theHogwarts Express.

“Oh my little girl is so grown up! Now she's off to Hogwarts!” Ginny's mother cried asshe hugged her daughter tightly.

“Mum, I have to get on the train, it's about to leave!”

“I know, I know. I just don't know what I’m going to do now that you're all off at school!”she said wiping tears away as she straightened Ginny's hair and clothes.

“Mummy,” Ginny said, realizing that she hadn't seen Ron or Harry on the platform."Where’re Ron and Harry?"

“Oh they must already be on the train. We must've missed them.”

The train whistle blew. It was time to leave.

“Goodbye Mummy, I love you! I promise I’ll send loads of owls!” Ginny yelled as thetrain started off.

Ginny's mother waved goodbye and joined her father on the platform trying to stop thetears still rolling down her face.

Ginny walked down the train, giving a sorrowful sigh. She walked along, looking for anempty compartment when she came across a familiar face, Ron and Harry's other best friend,Hermione Granger.

Ginny rapped on the door and waived to her brother's friend. Hermione motioned for herto come inside, and she opened the compartment door.

“Hello Ginny,” Hermione said with a smile. “Have you seen Harry and Ron yet? I savedus all a compartment, but I have no idea where they are.”

Ginny sat down opposite of Hermione, who was reading Magical Me by Gilderoy Lockhart.

“I haven't seen them since my mum and I came through the barrier to Platform nine andthree-quarters,” she said, trying not to sound worried. “Oh maybe they are just with Fred andGeorge, playing Exploding Snap or something.”

Ginny tried to change the subject so she wouldn't have to think about it. “How is yourbook? I've only thumbed through mine.”

Hermione seemed pleased by this sudden interest in the book. “Oh, it's delightful! I can'tbelieve all the things he has accomplished. He truly is a remarkable wizard!” she said excitedly.

“So tell me Ginny,” Hermione said, putting her book down to engage in conversation."Do you expect you will be sorted into Gryffindor like your brothers?"

“I hope so Hermione,” Ginny said, giving her a weak smile. “I really don't know anyonebut my brothers, except for you and Harry of course.”

Ginny and Hermione talked a great while. Ginny was excited to have someone to talk toother than her brothers. “Ron was lucky to have such a great friend,” she thought. The girls were talking about their families when Percy suddenly poked his head through the door.

“Hello there,” he said to Hermione, before turning to his sister. “Ginny, have you seenRon and Harry?”

“No Perce, we haven't. We were wondering ourselves where they were at not too longago,” Ginny said. Hermione nodded in agreement.

“That's odd. Fred and George haven't seen them either. Did you see them board the train?”

“No—“ Ginny felt her stomach lurch. “They couldn't have missed the train. They wereright behind Mum and me,” she said, starting to bite her lip.

“Well, I’m going to around. I'll let you know if I find them,” Percy said, leaving quickly. Ginny nodded timidly as her brother left the compartment. Hermione only shook her headworriedly.

Ginny and Hermione talked on, but the skies grew dark, and before they knew it, it wastime to change into robes for their arrival at Hogsmeade station.

Ginny got off the train behind Hermione, but she was quickly hurried off with the otherfirst year students.

“See you after the sorting Ginny!” Hermione yelled after her.

As Ginny turned to see where the first year students were being led to, she noticed Percytalking to a huge man, draped in fur, with a long, shaggy brown mane of hair covering his head.Percy saw her as well and walked over.

“So did you find them?” she asked anxiously.

“I'm afraid not.”

Ginny's heart sank at the news.

“I just spoke to Hagrid over there,” Percy said, nodding to the hairy man. “And I sentword with Hermes about their being missing to Professor McGonagall a few hours ago, so she isaware as well. I just hope that they are all right.”

“Me too. I can't imagine what could happened to them,” Ginny said, her stomachtightening harder..

She noticed a camera flash. A small blond haired boy was taking pictures as he lookedaround in awe. “He must be a muggleborn,” she immediately thought.

“Firs' years, firs' years come with me!” Ginny heard Hagrid shout out.

“You go on ahead with Hagrid, Ginny. And I’ll see you after the sorting,” Percy said,patting her on the shoulder.

She boarded the boats and set off across the lake to the castle, as was the tradition for newstudents first arriving at Hogwarts.

“The lights of the castle are quite beautiful in the moonlight,” she said to herself, lookingup at the light from behind one of the towers, as she brought up the rear of the group.

Ginny and the other first years quietly followed Hagrid through a large black tunnel,which led them beneath the castle. They left the boats as Hagrid continued to lead them throughanother series of tunnels on foot until they reached the front lawn of the castle.

“Wait a minute. The moon isn't supposed to be out tonight. And what is that sputteringsound?” she thought, as the light behind the castle seemed to be getting brighter and brighter.And then she almost jumped out of her skin when she realized what it was. Ginny’s eyes widenedin excitement as her father's turquoise Ford Anglia soared toward the castle.

Ginny and the group stopped before they reached the large oak doors to the front of thecastle, which opened and a thin woman wearing emerald green robes stood there to welcomethem. Behind her a sallow faced man, dressed in black, was standing near a great marble staircase.

“Welcome to Hogwarts. Follow me please,” Ginny heard the woman say to the studentsas she led them inside the castle.

“My name is Professor McGonagall. The start of term banquet will begin shortly, and youwill be sorted into your houses. They are: Gryffindor, Hufflepuff, Ravenclaw and Slytherin,” thewoman said to the small group of first years huddled together in front of another pair of largedoors. “Now please wait here, until we are ready for you.”

Ginny was so relieved that Ron and Harry made it to school, she acted impulsively. Sheran over to the man standing in black, who seemed to be busing himself by grimacing over anissue of the Daily Prophet. She immediately regretted the decision after she spoke to him.

“Excuse me sir, but my brother . . . “

”What are you doing, you silly girl?” he snapped at her with a contemptuous tone. Helooked over her second hand robes with a sneer and said, “Shouldn't you be smartening yourselfup for the sorting ceremony?”

“But my brother Ron! He's here!”

“Ron? Ron Weasley?” he said with a curl of his lip that Ginny could only guess was hisversion of a smile.

“Yes,” she said with a sigh of relief, pointed outside. “He and his friend, Harry Potter arehere. They missed the train,” was thankfully all she blurted out before she remembered that Ronand Harry arriving in an illegal car was probably not the best thing to be telling him.

An even creepier look came over his face. “Very well. Thank you child. I will see to themimmediately. You may join the others now for the sorting,” the man said, nodding at the doors,which were opening. Professor McGonagall had come back.

“We are ready for you now,” Professor McGonagall said.

“Excuse me Professor McGonagall, may I have a word with you before you begin theceremony?” the man in black said, stepping forward from the staircase.

“Yes of course, Professor Snape.”

“Oh no!” Ginny said to herself, wincing from the mistake she made. She knew very wellfrom her brothers about Professor Snape the Potions teacher, and especially how Snape felt aboutHarry and Ron.

Ginny watched intently as Snape pulled McGonagall aside and began talking to her in awhisper. McGonagall shook her head several times, but finally nodded her head in agreement.Without another word, Snape was off like a shot down the opposite hallway.

Riddled with guilt, Ginny entered the great hall and hoped that Snape wouldn't find Ron and Harry.

She could hardly think of anything else during the sorting ceremony (she was sorted intoGryffindor as expected), and throughout the great feast afterwards. Everyone seemed to betalking about the disappearance of Ron and Harry. Even the blond haired boy, Colin Creevey asshe found out his name at the sorting, was asking everyone at the Gryffindor table if they knewHarry, as he wanted to get pictures of him. As soon as she could get away, Ginny raced up to herdorm and pulled out her diary. Soon she was writing frantically about her long day.

“ . . . and once I was sorted into Gryffindor, I told Fred and George what had happened.Of course, everyone was talking about immediately. We had a celebration in the common roomwhen Ron and Harry had arrived, but they both went up to their dorms right away. Really, I’m just so relieved that they didn't get expelled. For a while, they whole Snape fiascoreally frightened me.”

“Well, I am glad for all of you that things worked out the way they did. That Snapecharacter sounds like a rather dodgy sort to me.”

“True Tom. I don't think he cares for those who don’t have much money either. When Ispoke to him, he looked at me as though I were trash. Do you suppose others will think less ofme, just because my parents don't have money?”

“Ginny, you are an exceptional girl. I am sure that you will have no problems makingmany new friends at Hogwarts, regardless of the social or financial status of your family.”

“I hope you’re right, Tom. Ron should be grateful to have friends like Harry andHermione. She is really nice like I said, and for a muggle-born, she has incredible knowledge ofthe wizarding world. Ron is so lucky.”

Do not worry Ginny. I know that you find other students that will befriend you. You willcome to have many close and lasting friendships.”

“I know, I just wish that sometimes Dad made more money. I know it sounds silly, but Ihate having to wear second-hand robes, and use second-hand schoolbooks. Well, at least I stillhave you Tom. I'm so glad I’ve got this diary to confide in, it's wonderful to have such a goodfriend like you, who listens to me.”

Ginny paused a moment. She suddenly felt exhausted. As if she could barely keep hereyes open.

“Well, it's been quite a long day Tom. I think I shall go to bed. Goodnight Tom.”

“Thank you for the kind words, Ginny. I bid you good evening as well.”
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