Letter to Me

Ginny Weasley

Ginny Potter was in the kitchen of Grimmauld Place. She was rushing around preparing breakfast noisily for her family. As she put plates of bacon, sausages, egg and toast down in front of her three children and her Husband Ginny sat down herself with a sigh.

'What's up?' Harry asked his Wife as he tucked into breakfast. It was the school holidays so all of their children were home with them even though James and Sirius were usually at Hogwarts.

'I still haven't got my letter to myself yet,' Ginny said as she ate some toast, 'and you got yours two weeks ago. I'm starting to wonder if it will ever come,' she added sheepishly.

'Don't worry about it,' Harry said with a smile, 'Nev and Draco's letters came a month apart. I think it's a random order, it doesn't seem to be alphabetical or anything.'

'Why do you want to read this letter so much anyway Mum?' Sirius asked lazily from where he was demolishing his breakfast.

'I just want to read it,' Ginny said, knowing it was a meagre excuse, 'and eat slower Sirius.'

'Whatever,' Sirius said, continuing to eat at top speed.

Harry rolled his eyes in amusement as their owl came through the open window and dropped a stack of post in front of him.

'Hogwarts letters,' he said, throwing one to James and Sirius and also to Albus who would be starting his 1st year after the summer.

'Bills…the Ministry…the Wizengamot,' Harry muttered as he thumbed through the letters, 'oh there's one for you Gin,' he said, throwing the parchment envelope to Ginny.

Ginny's eyes widened when she looked down at the envelope. It was addressed to her but in the way that only one letter would be, unique and from Hogwarts.

Harry chuckled as she eagerly tore the envelope open and pulled out the slightly yellowing parchment. She was excited to read this letter, she remembered only some things she had written in it. After all, 20 years was a long time.

'Dear my future self,

I think I know why Dumbledore set us this task. I think he wants us to set ourselves goals so that we have something to live for beyond the war. I think he hopes that we will realise we have a life beyond the war that is worth living for. It makes sense I guess, but I don't know if it will help us survive the war. After all, there are so little of us and we are so young and naïve, we know nothing. Then look at what we are against, an army of experienced killing machines, but we have Harry and that gives us the biggest advantage I think.

I suppose I should outline my goals and ambitions. I wouldn't mind playing Quidditch professionally for a while, but I don't want to make a permanent career out of it. I think I would like to be a Healer, I think I have the natural instinct for it and my grades are good enough. I also want to survive the war but I figure that's a fairly obvious thing to want for the future. I bet everybody has written it in their letters somewhere or somehow.

I guess if we're being totally honest in these letters then another goal for me in the future is to date Harry. I think it's pretty obvious to everyone in the bloody school that I've had the biggest, most embarrassing crush on him for years. I think Harry might have finally realised, he's been acting differently around me this year. I hope Harry survives the war, I think if I hope enough then he might. I have a feeling Harry's going to run off and I don't think I'll be going with him, I'm not that trusted yet. I understand that, my brother and Hermione have been in his life for so long and he trusts them so much, I haven't earned that from him yet, but I will someday.

Anyway, I think that's enough of the typical cheesy teenage romance stuff. I can't think of anything else I want to achieve so I'll leave it there. If Harry is safe, and everyone I love survives the war then I think I'll be happy in 20 years' time.

Yours Sincerely,

The 16 year old version of yourself.'

Ginny was smiling to herself as she folded the letter up. She hadn't been aware of her son reading the letter from where he was sitting beside her until she put it down and looked up.

'Dad!' James said with a grin, 'Mum was totally in love with you!'

Harry laughed at this and smiled at his Wife, 'can I see your letter?'

'Be my guest,' Ginny said in amusement as she handed the letter to her Husband, 'I was quite wise for a 16 year old girl actually.'

Harry smiled as he read through the letter, 'yeah,' he agreed, 'you were rather wise,' he added, 'and you did a lot of the stuff you wanted too in this letter. I mean you did play Quidditch and you were brilliant, especially when you and Ron played together.'

Ginny chuckled at the memory, 'Yeah, the Canons had the best team ever that year,' she agreed.

Harry smiled fondly at his wife, his three sons were watching the interaction but staying relatively quiet for once.

She had done what she wanted in that letter, she had played Quidditch professionally for a couple of years, then she had trained to become a Healer and now she was working at Hogwarts.

'And I became a Healer so I guess I did achieve my teenage goals,' Ginny said with a smile.

'You're a great Healer Mum but it does kind of suck that you work at Hogwarts,' James said grumpily.

'You're only saying that because you don't think it's cool that your Mother works at your school,' Harry said to his son.

James shrugged, 'it isn't cool.'

'Well I better reconsider Severus's offer then,' Harry said with an amused smirk towards Ginny.

'What do you mean?' Sirius asked cautiously as he and James exchanged looks.

'Well you know he stepped down at the end of this year,' Harry said to his sons, 'he asked me if I wanted to take over.'

'As Headmaster?' Albus asked in excited disbelief.

'No way,' Sirius said, shaking his head at his Father.

'Seriously Dad, no,' James said looking just as disturbed.

'He's not Sirius, I am,' Sirius said, getting a bit of toast thrown at him by Albus for this, 'that joke is so old Sirius.'

'Whatever Al.'

Ginny and Harry shared an amused glance across the table as their sons continued to bicker. Her letter had been more accurate than she thought, and she couldn't be more glad because she loved her life the way it was. Her letter had described her perfect life and now she was living it.

The End

A/N: Hope you all enjoyed this little story! That's it for now. Thanks to everyone who read, enjoyed and reviewed!

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