Ginny's Letters
by Just a Drop of Felix Felicis
The Diary of Ginevra (Ginny) Molly Weasley
Age 10. Born August 11, 1981
I got this journal years ago from my brother, Percy, as a Birthday present and I've never used it. I think I'll use it now to write letters. I won't ever send them, of course, but I want to write them. I want a way to talk to him, whether it's real or not.
September 1, 1991
Harry Potter,
I can't believe I met you today. I've heard stories of you all of my life and I always thought that I'd be scared if I ever met you. After defeating He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named, I thought you would be a scary, dark wizard, but you're just a boy with messy black hair. You don't look like I imagined, either, other than your scar of course. It really is just like a lightening bolt, just like they all say it is. I was looking at it when you looked at me. That happens to you a lot, doesn't it? I am sorry, but we all just can't help it. You saved the wizard world as a baby when the adults who were trained for it couldn't even do it.
By the way, your bright green eyes made my stomach feel like it was filled with Flobberworms.
I guess you might be at Hogwarts by now. I'm stuck at home in my room except, I'm supposed to be cleaning it. It's not fair that I can't come to Hogwarts, too. I'm the only one left now, now that Charlie and Bill left to go back to work after their visit and Percy, Fred, George, and Ron are all at school. Mum's usually in a bad mood after everyone leaves and now I have to go through it by myself. I wish I were older, than I'd be there, too. I guess I'll be there next year, but it won't be as good because I won't be in you or Ron's year. On second thought, maybe not being in Ron's year is a good thing.
I hope you and Ron become friends. I want to see you again. I don't really know why. I couldn't even talk when you were around. I don't understand that either, actually. Maybe I have a crush on you, Harry. I've never really liked anyone before. You seemed very nice.
I know you'll never read this letter. Really, I don't want you to, even though I'm writing it, but I still wanted to talk to you. I thought maybe I'd pretend that you would read all of this.
Ginny
September 29, 1991
Harry,
It's been a few weeks since my first letter. I thought of you today, though.
Ron wrote home today as well and Mum read the letter for Dad and I at the breakfast table. He said that you two were becoming very good friends. Mum was very happy to hear that because she says you were very polite when you asked how to get on the train. She told Dad all about you. I didn't talk much at breakfast that day, but I was glad to hear it, too. I'll get to see you again sometime. I didn't tell her that, though. It seems I just don't talk much when you're the subject.
I found Charlie's old A History of Magic book. You're in it. Did you know that? There's not much written about you, but you're there. That and Ron's letter are why I thought of you, I suppose.
I guess I don't have anything else to say. Just I hope that, since you and Ron are friends, that he'll bring you to the Burrow sometime. Maybe I'll be able to talk to you by then.
Ginny
October 8, 1991
Harry,
I always imagined what it would be like to be an only child, but I never knew what it would really feel like. This is the first year I've been the only one left behind and I don't like it. The house is quiet and other than Mum, I'm alone for most of the day. I miss my brothers (even Percy). It's a lot like when Bill left the house. It was the first time anyone moved out, and the Burrow felt empty, even though it was just one gone. Then it was the same way when Charlie left. Now everyone is at Hogwarts. At least I had Ron with me last year.
We're a close family, us Weasleys. I don't like having everyone gone. I don't know how you get by, Harry. Without my family, I don't know what I'd do.
Do you remember your family at all? Mum and Dad knew your parents. They talk about them sometimes. They always say really nice things about them. James and Lily, right? Did you have any brothers or sisters? You probably didn't. I'll bet you wish you did, though. I like having a lot of brothers. Sisters are better, though. If you did have a sister, she and I would be best friends, I'm sure of it.
Ginny
November 1, 1991
Oh, Harry!
I can't believe it! A troll at Hogwarts! I only just heard. Mum was going mad this morning and I kept asking what was wrong. Then I saw the front page of the Daily Prophet! It's incredible! I'll bet even Percy couldn't have stopped him! Then she got a letter from Ron right after she got the paper. He wrote all about it, saying that he knocked out the Troll himself and that you stuck your wand up his nose! That made me giggle. But he also said that you two did it to save some girl in the bathroom.
I wasn't happy about that. What was her name? Harmony? Hermione? Whatever it was, I hope she's not your girlfriend. I saw a picture of her in the newspaper and she's not even pretty at all. No, she couldn't be your girlfriend. You were just saving her, like you'd do for anyone.
My Halloween was nothing compared to yours, I guess. The Lovegood's came over to our house for a Halloween dinner. We've known the Lovegood's for a long time, since they live really close to us. Mr. Lovegood (his name is very long and hard to say, so I just call him Mr. Lovegood) and his daughter Luna are very nice people but they're very strange. Mrs. Lovegood was always very nice to our family, too. Before she died, that is. Luna is fun to be around, even though she's so different- she's very entertaining and easy to get on with. She's also my age, so I guess she'll be coming to Hogwarts with me next year. That is, if Mum will let me.
See, that Troll got Mum all worried. She thinks that Hogwarts isn't what it used to be and that it might be unsafe. She actually said something about me maybe not going there next year! That would be so unfair! I told her so, and then she yelled at me saying that she wanted to keep her children alive. Please, I can take care of myself perfectly well. I'm not a little girl anymore. I'm ten years old now!
Ginny
December 23 , 1991
Dear Mr. Potter,
No, I don't like that much. It sounded better in my mind than on paper, I guess.
Harry,
Yes, that's better. Calling you Mr. Potter was just weird. I was going to try to be formal with this letter because I am writing to say I forgot about you and I am sorry. Even though you don't know whether I'm thinking of you or not, I'm sorry anyway.
Christmastime is almost here and Mum reminded me today of you by talking about the sweater she is going to make for you. Ron wrote home again saying that he didn't think those awful muggles you live with would get you anything for Christma and that he was going to say there with you to keep you company. Mum, being who she is, decided to make you a Weasley sweater. Everyone else is coming home, though. I'm very excited!
I've got everyone's presents wrapped and ready. I made Percy a small quill protector (I sewed it myself!), I made some candy for George, Fred, and Ron (All their favorites! Though, I might have burned Percy's favorite a bit. Oops!), some handmade stationary sets for Bill and Charlie (I'm hoping they'll take it as a hint to write me more often), and a muggle thing called a "spaark plugg" for Dad (he collects them, I don't really understand it much.)
Luna told me that I could come over to her house yesterday to pick some of their wildflowers for Mum, so I did. They have all of her favorites in their yard. It was quite fun, running about picking flowers. Mr. Lovegood enchanted the seeds to grow even in the cold. It's very beautiful!
I'm not sure if I should get you a Christmas present or not. We've never actually talked to each other, even though we both know each other. I would be too embarrassed to send it, I think - even if by owl. And I'd never know what to get you, any way. I guess it's best to just send nothing. Although, I think Mum also plans to make you some candy to send, too. Maybe I'll help with that so I can send you a present without you knowing.
I really want my own pet for Christmas this year. We have a family owl, but he's not mine. I'd really love to have a cat! I've always loved cats. They're smart and cute and wonderful to have around! But I know we really don't have the money, so I probably won't get one.
But I hope you have a very Merry Christmas, Harry!
Ginny
January 1, 1992
Happy New Year, Harry!
I wish you the best for the start of a new year!
Last night at New Years Eve, Mum and Dad had their New Years kiss. They always do that every year, right at midnight (and it lasts way too long after that.) Apparently, it's supposed to bring them luck. Usually, I think it's gross, but this year I actually thought it was sweet and I couldn't help but think of you. Of course I turned as red as my hair at the thought and when Mum asked me what was on my mind, I couldn't talk again. I still wonder why just the thought of you does that to me.
I think my Mum and Dad know. Whenever they talk about you know, they smile at me when they think I'm not looking. Of course I see them, though. It's not easy to miss. I hope they don't tell anyone, though! If any of my brothers knew or if they told you, well, I don't know what I would do.
So far, this year feels just like any other. I wonder if that's how the new year is suppose to feel like.
Ginny
January 15, 1992
Harry,
It snowed here today! It was by far the most beautiful snow I've ever seen. The little white flakes blew around in the sky like they were dancing around. I couldn't wait to go out and play in it! When everyone was here, we would always get bundled up and form teams. Then we would have the biggest snowball fights! I remember one year when Bill was the only one of us who was of age. He enchanted the snowballs to throw themselves! Mum was furious, but he was on my team, so I loved it!
Afterward, we'd always come inside and Mum would have some hot soup or hot chocolate for us. Then we'd all sit around the fire and watch the snow or play exploding snap or wizard chess. It's a little lonely, not having them to play all the games with, but I still love watching the snow.
Ginny
February 14, 1992
Happy Valentines Day, Harry,
Are you alone this Valentines Day, too? Mum and Dad went out on a date and I'm home alone. I told them that I'd be okay (I'm quite old enough to stay home alone), but now I wish they hadn't left. It stinks to be alone on the day set aside for couples.
Maybe you and that Hermione girl are together tonight. You probably do like her even if she isn't pretty at all. Ron wrote home the other day and he talked about her and how smart she was. Well, if she was so smart she should have just been put in Ravenclaw and not Gryffindor! Then she wouldn't be around you all the time! So I'll bet she's not nearly as smart as you all think she is.
Stupid Hermione. Don't like her Harry! I'm the one who gets dizzy just thinking of you.
Ginny
March 3, 1992
Harry,
I'm in big trouble at home. I lost control of myself the other day at the market and I accidentally caused a table of melons to fly into the air and knock over a little old witch. I didn't really mean to, I was just trying to get Mum to listen to me. She's been in a bad mood lately, because she hasn't heard from any of my brothers in a long time. Bill and Charlie wrote a little more often to me for a while after I sent the stationary, but they're back to writing just a little bit, just like before.
She's really worried about Ron, though. He's barely been writing. Percy and Fred and George always barely write, so its no surprise that they aren't writing now, but Ron usually always writes a lot. So she's going mad over it. I haven't heard anything about you lately, either, though, so I'm not the happiest. Ron was my only way of hearing about you.
So I'm currently in my room, waiting for her to come up and yell at me some more. The witch was fine, though, after we helped her up, so I don't know what Mum is so angry about. Actually, I'm pretty happy about it. That was a good spell for someone who doesn't even have a wand.
Ginny
April 14th, 1992
Harry,
I forgot about you again. And I don't think I have a crush on you anymore. I just thought you should know.
Ginny
April 20th, 1992
Oh, Harry,
Just one day after I decide I don't like you anymore, this happens. I know I must still like you after all, because as soon as I heard about all this, I got butterflies in my stomach.
Professor Dumbledore wrote Mum and Dad a letter about you, Ron, and Hermione. Maybe she's Ron's girlfriend by now. I hope so because then I'd like to have something to tease him about.
You saved the Sorcerer's Stone? I don't really know anything about it, but it sounds very important. Mum and Dad wouldn't really tell me much. They think I'm too young even though I'm only a year younger than you and Ron. But I heard them talking about you today. They probably didn't think I could hear them, but I could.
They said that the three of you were stupid to think you could stop Professor Quirrell on your own, but that they were very proud of you for succeeding. I have no idea what all of this means, though, and it's driving me mad! I wish I knew more about what happened. I'm sure I can get Ron to tell me when he gets home. It'll only be a little while, I suppose.
When Mum and Dad and I go to pick up Percy, Fred, George, and Ron, it will be the second time I'll get to see you. I wonder if you'll still give me that feeling I got last time you looked at me. I hope not. I felt like I was going to puke and I might actually do it this time. That would be horrid.
Ginny
Author's Note: A super, fantastic, wonderful thanks to my amazing beta reader, Luna Lovegood's Magic! (Who will even edit my Author's notes! Haha, she's God-Sent, I swear!) Please Review!