Harry,
I hope that you will enjoy the fact that DA is working again. With Neville we thought a lot about the ways we can disturb the Carrows and we belive that Dumbledore's Army working again in the school is the best idea. It's verry different without you – our meetings are now like planing and doing, not like teaching. And now there are just few people in: I, Neville, Luna, Michael, Seamus, Lavender and the Patil twins.
You know, I liked Michael before because he was funny and sweet. And he first saw me as a girl, not just like a baby sister of Ron Weasley, The Friend Of Harry Potter. But now I can see that he is brave. He supports me in the classes, he stands against the Carrows. And he grits his teeth and tries to not scream when they use the next Crucio. Now I don't regret that he was the first boy I kissed. Even if he is still with the River Woman (it was a school nickname for Chang, if you don't know who I am talking about).
Luna's resistance is different, but you know her, she is different in everything she does. She is so… calm in this. Just look – on the yesterday's lesson I was in the middle of row with that bitch, Alecto (you know, it's quite funny: it's enough to say 'that bitch' or 'that motherfucker' and everyone around you knows about who you're talking about. And 'batfucker' is… I'm sure you know who it is). She tried to make us belive that every single muggle is dirty and has mud on his hands. So I just told her, that I will rather like mud on muggle's hands than blood of my family and friends on hers. She was so furious that I can barely saw her swine's eyes. And she slapped my face. Luna just stood up from her chair and said: 'You shouldn't hit her. She's my friend'. That bitch was close to hit Luna too, but then Luna continued: 'You can bit me if you want, it's ok. But you must know, that friends are more important than injures. If you will still behave like that you will never have friends.' I don't know Alecto was more shocked or angry, anything it was – it stopped her for a second, so it was big. But we both had a detention, anyway. And it was today. And the best thing in it that it's over now. I can barely belive that I will say that, but I really miss good, old detentions with Flich.
You know, I can't stop thinking about the Gryffindor's sword. I'm sure that it was in the Dumbledore's will not by accident. I'm sure that you will need it. And it's so close… Just in director's office. Harry… I wanna help you, even by doing so small thing like capturing that sword for you. I've talking about it with Neville and Luna – they are people I trust the most in Hogwarts now – and they both said that stealing it from batfucker's office is the best thing we can do here. So we have started to collect informations. Now we know, that the password is misericordia (bastard! I'll show him some misericordia only if I can!) so in few days, just at the occasion, we'll break in and still the sword. Merlin, if we will have your invisibillity cloak! Not even talking about Maruder's Map. Sometimes I'm so angry at you! Just why didn't you borrow it to me when you knew that you're not coming back here? I know that you are attached to it, but… but life here would be so much easier if we had it.
Just imagine, that tonight Michael will be safe during the graffiti producing. That Parvati and Lavender will not come back to Tower with their hearts in their mouths because they had to stand on the look–out. With the Map just Michael would be enough. You know, I'm scared about them all. I feel like I'm – in a part – responsible for them. Few days ago, when we started diversion by graffiting huge 'Dumbledore's Army, still recruiting' near the Carrows classes, it was like euphoria for me. Now it gone down, and I'm worrying about hole DA. I think that it's something you felt about us two years ago. Merlin… it's seems like ages. Is it possible that from that time Sirius died, the war started, we were together, we spent some sweet time near the lake, batfucker killed Dumbledore, we broke up, you went 'for a mission' and I'm here, at Hogwarts without any knowledge about you? I don't even know are you alive. I just belive you are.
Sometimes I wonder if only things that still make me belive in better days are my dreams? Probably. From that one I described for you I have dreams like that everynight, so I almost know how our future house will look like. Only kitchen and living room are still missing. I know, that we will have a sunny bedroom with pale blue bedclothes (you look so peacefull when you sleep), a spacefull dining room with huge table – for almost all our friends – and very green garden with few trees. Brich, mostly.
So I just can't wait the day you'll defeat You–Know–Who. Because I know you will. My dreams must become true. Or I will hex the crap out of somebody…
Love you,
Gin.