-1Disclaimer: I'm not J.K. Rowling, nor do I own her characters. I'm just taking them out for a spin.
My Gram has a about ten million big, leathery photo albums. About eight million of the books are about me, form the day I was born to my tenth birthday last week.
My favorite album is number 18 (yes, I've counted). That one is mostly of my parents, who I never got to see anyway, because they went off and got themselves killed when I was a month old.
In the pictures, my dad looks kind of shy. Maybe its because he's old. Not that many people actually know a whole lot about him because they all went off a died too. Uncle Harry talks about this guy named Serious a lot, but I don't really listen to him.
My mom had pink hair. That says a lot about her, because Gram says that she was really crazy, but I think she was just happy. She was an Auror and everyone's told me that she was tough as nails.
Anyway, my favorite picture in the whole entire album (and maybe the whole entire world) is their wedding picture. Gram says Mum didn't want to wear a dress, so she wore a white t-shirt and jeans. Not very many people were at their wedding, just Gram and Granddad (who's dead, too--sometimes it seems like everyone died on me in the War.) and the Weasleys and Bill.
It looks like they had a really good time. I wish I could have been there. Actually, I take that back. I wish they could be here.
A/N: My next round in this series is about Luna. It's nearly done. :)