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Chapter Four: Ginny
Ginny Weasley heard the arrival of Hermione Granger, and was just about to head downstairs to say hello when an owl began tapping at her window. She recognized the owl immediately, and went to let it in. She took the letter from the owl, and then gave the owl the crust of some toast she had been munching on for breakfast. She went to her bed and flopped down on her stomach and eagerly opened the letter.
Dear Ginny, it began,
I hope your summer is going well. Mine's been pretty boring. Of course, nothing is ever as exciting as it is at Hogwarts. And with you and I so far apart there's not a lot to do. I have to keep my little brother company mostly. It must be nice to be the youngest. You're always the one looked after, instead of the one who has to look after someone. Though I suppose it can't be easy having six older brothers.
Anyway, I'm looking forward to three weeks from now, when I come for a visit. I have been so interested to see your home and meet the rest of your family. Let's see, I think I have more than half of them covered though. I know you, and Ron, Fred, George and Percy and one of your other brothers when he was at Hogwarts for the Tri-Wizard Tournament.
Like I said, I hope things are going well and that you're having a nice time. I can't wait to see you again!
Love, Dean
Ginny smiled, sighed and rolled over onto her back. She and Dean Thomas had been dating since the end of the last school year, so truthfully not that long, but every minute apart felt like an eternity to Ginny. She knew she wasn't in love with Dean, at least not at the moment, but it was nice to have someone to talk to and someone to do things with who wasn't related to you.
Ginny was having fun with Dean; that was the bottom line. She appreciates that her brothers cared so much about who she chose to spend her time with, but she was fifteen years old and able to take care of herself. If she wanted to date half the population of Gryffindor then so be it! Dean made her laugh.
'At least I don't pine away,' she thought, remembering the crush she used to have on Harry. 'Or deny I have any feelings at all!' She was thinking of Ron now. She could see the connection that Ron and Hermione shared, even if Ron refused to let himself see it. Ginny smiled. She was happy for her brother, even if nothing was going on. But Ginny was almost certain they would both come to their senses and would make a wonderful couple, despite the fighting.
Ginny turned to her desk where there was an empty piece of parchment. She pulled it to her, along with a quill, and began to write.
Dear Dean,
I was so pleased to receive your letter this morning. Things are going well here. Today is the day that Hermione and Harry are going to visit. In fact, Hermione arrived just as your letter did. I haven't her yet but no doubt she's downstairs with my brother sitting in a strange silence that's awkward and pleasant at the same time. I can't believe they don't realize that they feel the same way about each other!
Anyway, I'm sure you don't want to hear all about my brother and his friends. So far this summer I have gotten a jump start on my homework (can you believe it?) and mostly I've been helping mum around the house. Every five years she does this huge clean-up of the Burrow and gets rid of things we no longer need. She's been pretty emotional this time because A LOT of old toys went into the trash - well, they were donated actually. With me being the baby - and certainly NOT a baby anymore - we just don't need all those things.
I am so glad you're coming to stay with us! You're going to have Percy's bedroom. Even though he's made amends with mum and dad, he still has his own flat in London to be closer to work. Fred and George tell me that they see Percy's girlfriend - remember Penelope Clearwater? - leave the flat in the mornings (they do so love to spy on poor Perce!), so a lot of us think they'll be a new member of the Weasley family soon - and I mean Penelope, NOT a baby!
Mum and dad are anxious to meet you. They have heard many things about you over the years, from Ron and Harry. All good things, though, as far as I know. I told them what a great artist you were and showed them the picture you drew of me playing Seeker on the Gryffindor team - I still can't believe that we won! They are looking forward to your visit almost as much as I am.
Anyway, I must end here. I imagine that I shouldn't be rude and go say hello to the guests. Hermione is sharing my room, after all!
I can't wait till you get here!
Love, Ginny
Ginny reread the letter a few times before sealing it and heading to Ron's room to borrow Pigwidgeon. She could hear Ron and Hermione's voices drifting up from downstairs. As usual, Hermione seemed shocked that Ron had neglected to begin his holiday assignments. Ginny smiled. 'Soon,' she thought.
She entered Ron's room and attached the letter to Pig's leg and brought him to the window. As she watched the small owl fly away, she thought she saw something in the sky, but on second glance she saw nothing. Still, as she left Ron's bedroom and started down the stairs she heard new voices.
Harry had arrived.
Chapter Four: Ginny
Ginny Weasley heard the arrival of Hermione Granger, and was just about to head downstairs to say hello when an owl began tapping at her window. She recognized the owl immediately, and went to let it in. She took the letter from the owl, and then gave the owl the crust of some toast she had been munching on for breakfast. She went to her bed and flopped down on her stomach and eagerly opened the letter.
Dear Ginny, it began,
I hope your summer is going well. Mine's been pretty boring. Of course, nothing is ever as exciting as it is at Hogwarts. And with you and I so far apart there's not a lot to do. I have to keep my little brother company mostly. It must be nice to be the youngest. You're always the one looked after, instead of the one who has to look after someone. Though I suppose it can't be easy having six older brothers.
Anyway, I'm looking forward to three weeks from now, when I come for a visit. I have been so interested to see your home and meet the rest of your family. Let's see, I think I have more than half of them covered though. I know you, and Ron, Fred, George and Percy and one of your other brothers when he was at Hogwarts for the Tri-Wizard Tournament.
Like I said, I hope things are going well and that you're having a nice time. I can't wait to see you again!
Love, Dean
Ginny smiled, sighed and rolled over onto her back. She and Dean Thomas had been dating since the end of the last school year, so truthfully not that long, but every minute apart felt like an eternity to Ginny. She knew she wasn't in love with Dean, at least not at the moment, but it was nice to have someone to talk to and someone to do things with who wasn't related to you.
Ginny was having fun with Dean; that was the bottom line. She appreciates that her brothers cared so much about who she chose to spend her time with, but she was fifteen years old and able to take care of herself. If she wanted to date half the population of Gryffindor then so be it! Dean made her laugh.
'At least I don't pine away,' she thought, remembering the crush she used to have on Harry. 'Or deny I have any feelings at all!' She was thinking of Ron now. She could see the connection that Ron and Hermione shared, even if Ron refused to let himself see it. Ginny smiled. She was happy for her brother, even if nothing was going on. But Ginny was almost certain they would both come to their senses and would make a wonderful couple, despite the fighting.
Ginny turned to her desk where there was an empty piece of parchment. She pulled it to her, along with a quill, and began to write.
Dear Dean,
I was so pleased to receive your letter this morning. Things are going well here. Today is the day that Hermione and Harry are going to visit. In fact, Hermione arrived just as your letter did. I haven't her yet but no doubt she's downstairs with my brother sitting in a strange silence that's awkward and pleasant at the same time. I can't believe they don't realize that they feel the same way about each other!
Anyway, I'm sure you don't want to hear all about my brother and his friends. So far this summer I have gotten a jump start on my homework (can you believe it?) and mostly I've been helping mum around the house. Every five years she does this huge clean-up of the Burrow and gets rid of things we no longer need. She's been pretty emotional this time because A LOT of old toys went into the trash - well, they were donated actually. With me being the baby - and certainly NOT a baby anymore - we just don't need all those things.
I am so glad you're coming to stay with us! You're going to have Percy's bedroom. Even though he's made amends with mum and dad, he still has his own flat in London to be closer to work. Fred and George tell me that they see Percy's girlfriend - remember Penelope Clearwater? - leave the flat in the mornings (they do so love to spy on poor Perce!), so a lot of us think they'll be a new member of the Weasley family soon - and I mean Penelope, NOT a baby!
Mum and dad are anxious to meet you. They have heard many things about you over the years, from Ron and Harry. All good things, though, as far as I know. I told them what a great artist you were and showed them the picture you drew of me playing Seeker on the Gryffindor team - I still can't believe that we won! They are looking forward to your visit almost as much as I am.
Anyway, I must end here. I imagine that I shouldn't be rude and go say hello to the guests. Hermione is sharing my room, after all!
I can't wait till you get here!
Love, Ginny
Ginny reread the letter a few times before sealing it and heading to Ron's room to borrow Pigwidgeon. She could hear Ron and Hermione's voices drifting up from downstairs. As usual, Hermione seemed shocked that Ron had neglected to begin his holiday assignments. Ginny smiled. 'Soon,' she thought.
She entered Ron's room and attached the letter to Pig's leg and brought him to the window. As she watched the small owl fly away, she thought she saw something in the sky, but on second glance she saw nothing. Still, as she left Ron's bedroom and started down the stairs she heard new voices.
Harry had arrived.