(Any pov, any house)
This morning in a corridor, you were walking with a friend of yours when a ginger girl bumped into you, making your bag falls to the floor and your stuffs were spilled everywhere. She quickly helped you with it and you didn't really have time to say anything since she was apologizing a lot before she ran away.
You didn't really pay attention to it and continued your day. Until the afternoon comes, and after your last class you have some thoughts and events to note. But as you search in your bag again and again, getting pale and panic getting to you, you grab your friend wrist tightly.
"My diary is missing..." You weakly inform them. "I need to find this girl." And quickly, you ran through the corridors, searching for Ginny Weasly.
(On Ginny's side)
Ginny has her hand opened, palm up to the ceiling, waiting for her payment. Her big brother, Frederick, puts some wizard money in her hand and she immediatly started counting.
Fred: "So Ginny ? Tell me everything." Fred asked calmly, confidently smirking, hands in his pockets.
George: "I'm sure they're crazy about you." His twin brother added teasingly, laughing a bit.
Ginny: "They talked about you on some pages. It was about a prank you pulled on them and their friends - they were surprised and searched for a way to get their revenge playfully - there was one page about hesitating to ask you out on a date, but they gave up when they saw you with Angelina Johnson." A pause, before she continues "Ah, and they mentionned your tendency to always be with a huge group, so they don't dare going to you." Ginny stated, trying to remember all the things written in your stolen diary.
George: "Ooooh.." George smirks and nudges Fred playfully "Told you they wouldn't approach if you stayed with everyone."
Fred: "Thank you Ginny." Fred answers, frowning and already thinking about how he'll tease you about it later.
Ginny nods, her hand diving into her pocket to keep those three gallions away from praising eyes. Mid way through the almost empty corridor, she stops and turn back toward the twins
Ginny: "Ah, and don't worry ! They like your butt and fancy hair !" She walks away
Fred: "They said that ?" Fred asks more to himself with a proud smirk, starting to laugh with George.