Chapter 14:

As Ginny hurried towards the Owlery, leaving the silvery figure of Fred behind her, she felt elated. It was like part of her had been missing, and Fred had returned that part to her; now she was more complete than she had ever been.

But somewhere, deep down, there was still that tiny voice, niggling away at her. You still don't know what's happened to George. He could be dead for all you know.

No. She shoved the thought to the back of her head and concentrated on what she was going to write to her Mother.

She left the castle, blinking several times at the blinding sunlight. When her eyes had adjusted, she saw a familiar person striding towards her.

"Hagrid!" she cried. He looked around to see who had called him, and his eyes fell on her. He grinned beneath his enormous beard that she swore was getting bigger and bushier every time she saw him. It was now about the size of a small Christmas tree.

"'Ello Ginny! How's school? Yeh 'aven't bin down to see me lately!"

It was true- she hadn't. The last time she had seen him had been at the beginning of term, and he was still showing his battles scars. Now however, his bruises had healed nicely and the only sign of the battle was a long white scar that ran from the outer corner of his right eye down his cheek until it disappeared under his beard. Ginny didn't want to be suspicious, but she had an idea that Madam Pomfrey could easily remove it; she guessed Hagrid was keeping it as a mark of his part in the battle that defeated Voldermort.

"I know, I'm sorry Hagrid," she said. "I've been really busy with school work and everything. It is my last year..." she trailed off as Hagrid raised an eyebrow.

"Yeh sure yeh 'aven't just been wallowin' in yeh own misery? Seems to me tha' nearly all the folks who were in the battle are hidin' 'emselves away from the rest o' the world."

She felt herself turn red, but thankfully Hagrid knew not to press the subject.

"So, yeh headin' down to the Owlery? Who yeh sendin' a letter to?"

"Mum," she answered simply. She hesitated. Should she tell Hagrid about Fred? Hagrid wouldn't go telling everyone, she knew, and he had done so much for them over all these years. But then, if Mum found out that Hagrid had known before her, then she would go insane. Ginny decided the wrath of her mother was more dangerous than Hagrid's, and, feeling slightly guilty, she bid Hagrid farewell and entered the Owlery.

She sighed. She wished she had written the letter somewhere else now- the hundreds of owls staring at her were incredibly distracting. She felt like she was a murder suspect, and the owls were the jury. She shuddered- she found small owls like Pig adorable- but these were blatantly creepy.

She sat at the small table in the centre of the room, which was readily equipped with paper and ink, and began to write.

Dear Mum,

I'm sorry I haven't written. I've been stressed about work and everything.

She laughed to herself at the obvious lie.

I really hope you've found George, I've been worrying about him constantly since you told me he was missing. But there is something really important that I discovered not 15 minutes ago. There's no easy way to say it, so here goes. Fred's back. He's a ghost, here at Hogwarts. I found him in the Room of Requirement. It is him, I've checked in every way I could think of. He knew the personal things, so I'm positive it's him.

But you need to bring George to him. If you haven't found him already, find him. He needs to know. Not just for his own sake, but for Fred's. But there's one thing- don't tell George Fred is here- find some other way of getting him to Hogwarts, but under no circumstances let him know why. He won't believe it and I think it would kill him to hear something like that.

I'm sorry that this is the way you find out, but I can't think of an easier way to tell you. I know it's a shock, and please, don't cry. Then everyone will know something is up. Just think, you can come and see your son again. My life is complete again now. Maybe we can piece our family together again.

Love, Ginny x

She breathed in deeply, folded the letter, put it in the envelope, and sealed it. She gave it to the nearest owl, who squawked disgruntled, and flew out of the open window. She watched as it became a tiny speck in the distance. Now all she could do was wait.

A/N: Okay, yes it's been ages. I was suddenly reminded to update by the Harry Potter DVD coming out yesterday :D

It's my final Easter holidays before I finish year 11, and then that's it, I've finished school. I should be revising right now, but I thought my favourite Weasley's were calling :P

And I have finally decided on my A Levels! I am taking 5, but I will drop one after the first month, whichever I don't like basically. I'm taking Biology, Chemistry, Maths, English Lit, and Music, so any advice or opinions on my choices are welcome :D

And actually on the story, this chapter was difficult to write, but not as bad as Chapter 13. Any advice, criticisms or opinions are very welcome, so please, REVIEW :D It makes it so much more worth it. And there are only a couple of chapters to go, and then that's it!

Wow, I ramble way too much...

So yeah.

BYE :D