purely supplemental fanfiction
corresponds to HQoW, Year Four
is based entirely on " Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire"
Hers, not mine.
I can’t believe Ginny.
What a little brat. Just because she knows I need that ticket, she’s being selfish
– who’s she going to invite? Some random girl? She KNOWS I invited Hermione
in June. That’s just so unfair. And Mum and Dad knew that I invited her, too
- what’s their problem? How am I going to explain this? I know how she is, she’ll
think I picked Harry over her. Which I did – but it’s not because - I mean,
I HAVE to. It’s Harry, and it’s Quidditch, and it’s just a crime if he doesn’t
get to see this, it really is. Bulgaria vs. Ireland – I mean, that’s KRUM. Krum.
In person. Harry’ll appreciate it, whereas Hermione.... But still, this is just
sour. I’m going to make Ginny miserable this year, I’ll get her back.
Return to HQOW, Year Four
Well that’s just great,
ha ha ha, very funny. I don’t know if I like this whole thing with Ginny and
Hermione getting to be such good friends. They’re teaming up, and that can’t
be good. But I’m glad she got the ticket – I should have GUESSED it was her.
That letter she sent, "I’ll bet I know who Ginny’s friend is, and if I’m
right, she’s just a brilliant person – wonderful, really – and you probably
won’t even miss me." Brilliant and wonderful? Right little modest miss
she is. Ginny’s just gone to get her with Mum.
Harry’ll be here tomorrow.
We’re going to go bust him out of that prison-house, whether the Muggles like
it or not. Fred and George are coming. They’re bringing some Ton Tongue Toffees,
(Mum didn’t find all the Wheezes. She’s good, but they’re better.) I hope that
git Dudley eats one. I can’t wait to see this guy, and really meet these relatives
of Harry’s I’ve been hearing complaints about for three years. We’ll see if
Harry has it any worse than I do, having to deal with five brothers and hand-me-downs
and no money and chores. At least when he’s at Hogwarts, Harry’s got everything.
He’s only got to be miserable two months out of the year. I’ve got to put up
with this crap every single day, and I don’t get the fun of being famous on
I feel kind of bad saying
all that. But I guess it’s been sort of building up awhile. Mostly I try not
to think about it, because Harry’s my absolute best friend, and I wouldn’t take
any of it away from him. I just sort of wish I had it. God, that’s stupid. Nobody
better ever get this thing open.
Hermione’s here. Harry’s
coming tomorrow. We’re going to the World Cup. Things don’t really get a lot
better than this. All it would take to make things perfect would be to do some
kind of Muting Charm on Percy. I don’t think we’ve learned anything like that
yet, but I’m betting Hermione knows how to do one—not that she’d tell me if
she did. I can just hear her. "Ron! We’re underage! We can’t do magic outside
of Hogwarts!" She’s so easy to rile up. I think I’ll go ask her about it,
just to see.
HQOW, Year Four