A/N: I'm SO sorry about not updating in such a long time! This time, though, I have a reason. I was sick and couldn't stop coughing enough to get myself out of bed and type. On the plus side, I'm feeling better now! I know this chapter is short, but when writing this one, I had a bit of a writer's block so I know it's not my best. Anyway, enjoy the story and don't forget to review!
Dear Harry,
I'm writing this on the train back to school. Mum threw a fit before I left. She cried and told me that I wasn't going back, not with Death eaters everywhere. We got into a screaming fight, me saying that I needed to go back to Hogwarts, and her saying that I should stay at home. I told her that staying at home was the Coward's way out and that I needed to be at school, doing something, anything, to at least try to do something worthwhile. Mum said that it was too dangerous and then Charlie, Fred, George and Dad sided with me, telling mum that she was being silly and that I could take care of myself. Finally she relented and let me go. Then, today, I got on the train and Draco Malfoy walked into our compartment, looking smug.
"I hear you've lost your little Lovegood. I hope they're torturing her to complete madness. Maybe she can stay with your mum and dad, eh, Longbottom." He smirked and Neville stood up. Hannah and I pulled him down saying,
"Neville, don't. It's not worth it."
He shook us off and ran at Malfoy, punching him as hard as he could and then holding his wand up to his neck. "Don't you EVER talk about them again," Neville told him threateningly. Malfoy, Crabbe and Goyle ran away like the cowards they are, but I know they'll tell the Carrows as soon as they get to school. Neville is going to be in trouble and it's only the first day back.
I hate school and I hope this war is over soon. I pray that you, Ron and Hermione beat You-Know-Who soon and that you will arrive home safe.
I miss you a lot.
I love you,
Love,
Ginny
