Title: Ginny From the Block

Chapter 2A

Disclaimer: Still don't own em...

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Chapter Two: A Year of Letters
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Location: Sunstone School of Witchcraft and Wizardry
Somewhere outside Sunnydale, CA
Date: September 2002 - August 2003

The day after Ginny arrived at Sunstone she began classes and things quickly settled into place. Dawn became her best friend, one like Ginny had never had before, and they were inseparable. They had most of the same classes, spent all their free time learning everything about each other and time just sorta flew by.

Through Dawn Ginny was introduced to a whole new world...one not even a witch who's brother was best friends with "The Boy Who Lived" could have imagined. Dawn didn't intend to pull Ginny into their world and all the Hellmouth galore...it just happened...and once Ginny knew she refused to back up and pretend it wasn't there. She'd found her place, she was finally wanted, and she was determined to keep it.

That didn't mean that she planned on sharing everything with everyone else...

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Date: October 1, 2002

Dear Ron,

Well, I finally got around to writing you dear brother. I'm sorry it took me so long. I've been quite busy these last couple weeks. Things here are different...and yet the same. How you ask? Well, take the houses for instance. Do you know that Sunstone has a house just like Slytherin? They have one just like all the houses. They all have different names, of course, and I thankfully was placed once again in the equivalent of Gryffindor. I'm a Whitehorn. We're known for our courage and bravery. Our mascot (as they call their animals here) is a Unicorn, and our colors are silver and blue. Isn't that great? I must say that my hair looks much better with blue than it did with red.

Have you wondered about the beautiful owl yet? Isn't she just gorgeous? She's my roommate Dawn's. I borrowed her to sent my letter. Her name is Nibblet (an inside joke of some kind between Dawn and her sister's semi-boyfriend...she laughs everytime she says the poor things name) and Dawn says I can borrow her as often as I like to send my letters because Dawn's real home is only about five minutes from school and she gets to visit every weekend. Also, they have a telephone here that Dawn can use to call home.

More about Dawn? She's GREAT! I have the PERFECT roommate! We've gotten on smashingly! I...I guess I feel like I've found my Harry (in the since of Harry being your perfect friend and now Dawn is mine). She's sixteen (that's a long story that I might share with you another time because she certainly DIDN'T fail) with silky long brown hair with blonde streaks, beautiful big blue eyes, and a huge friendly smile. I swear that if she wasn't so very much my perfect friend I would be visciously jealous of her. She's new to Sunstone as well and already one of the most popular girls in the whole school!

So...how's life at Hogwarts? Not missing me, I'm sure. Has anything completely atrocious happened? Is Mal-Ferrot on a tear? Has Harry forgiven himself yet for not making Prefect like Hermione and afore-mentioned Ferrot? Nothing's up on the Voldemort front is it (and yes I did put the name because Harry is RIGHT and not saying it gives him more power)? If something does come up DO BE CAREFUL! I really can't lose a brother, you know. I'd quite have to knock myself off and come after you...drag you back kicking and screaming so to speak.

Oh, Dawn just came in and I must run.

Hope to hear back from you soon.

Ginny

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Date: October 4th, 2002

Dear Gin,

Wonderful to finally hear from you! I was starting to worry. Do remember to owl Mum and Dad as well. They'll be in an uproar to find out I've gotten one first. So you're liking school are you? That's smashing! They have a Slytherin? Not so smashing that, is it? I'm glad, though certainly not surprised, that you've gotten into their Gryffindor. Whitehorn is a fabulous name and I do believe blue will look better with our Weasely coloring. Not that you weren't just perfect as you were before. I really do wish you hadn't decided to leave Gin. I miss you something awful...we miss you something awful. Not a day goes by that someone isn't asking after you. Now I'll actually have something to tell them, won't I?

I was going to ask after the owl. When it flew in during Breakfast half the Great Hall wanted to know whose it was and what my letter was about. Much more dramatic that than having Pig flutter in like a bloody little mockingbird. It even has manners! Sitting nice and still while I write your letter right now. Waiting to take it back to you, I'd imagine. You must compliment your friend on her. She's a beauty. What kind of name is Nibblet? Strange folks those Colonials...

Getting on well with one roommate? That's smashing as well! What about the others? They aren't bothering you, are they? I'll come right on over and pound anyone who does. Dawn sounds pretty though, love her name, and nice. I'm really glad you've become fast friends. With her being Miss Popularity maybe she can pull you a little out of that shell...just kidding.

As for here things are basically the same. Mal-Ferrot (love that one by the way...have to use it myself) is trying to find excuses to give Harry, Hermione, and I detention at every turn. So far he's failing miserably, but he's bound to catch us sooner or later with how much he patrols right outside the Gryffindor Tower and how we never can seem to stay inside the tower after curfew. Thank lord for Harry's cloak. We'd have been goners last week without it. Mal-Ferrot walked RIGHT PAST US! Stupid bloody git...hehehe.

No, nothing yet on the Vold...uh...You-Know-Who front. Harry's looking rather worried of late, but if he senses something he's not talking to me about it. I hope he doesn't. That's all we need! Snape's tearing us apart in Potions, Mal-Ferrot's watching us like a hawk, and now Mione's got her knickers in a twist over breaking the rules. Says it's her responsibility to keep us in line. Bullocks! She's usually the one come up with the ideas! What is the world coming too?

Well, I think Nibblet's getting a little tired of waiting on me to finish. She's beginning to twitch about...in a very dignified way of course. I better go.

Write back soon!

Ron

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Several letters later...

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Date: October 15th, 2002

Dear Ron,

How's life? Everything's great here, if a little busy. I just can't seem to find enough hours in the day! With classes, my job (did I ever tell you in my last letter that Professor Snow found me a job at a Muggle club in Sunnydale?), quidditch (I MADE THE TEAM! I'm the newest Whitehorn Chaser! I owled Fred and George specifically to tell them.), and hanging out with Dawn...I'm just bushed! I'm also having a bit of culture shock. I talk the way I always have, but now I've got these little phrases from Dawn and the others mixed in...it's strange!

So? As Dawn would say..."What's the what at Hogwarts?"...hehehe. Anything interesting in the air? Did Mal-Ferrot ever figure out who pushed him into that torch outside the painting of the Fat Lady? I ROLLED when I read it...literally! I could just imagine the look on his face!

Have you told Hermione you're crazy for her yet?...hehehe. Bet you didn't expect me to say that, now did you?

Oh, and another little quidditch blip...we played Buckwood (think Hufflepuff) yesterday for our first game and WE WON! I scored three goals! Dawn says this is where I yell "Go Me!"...hehehe. We play Wolfstone next in mid-November and then Hawkthorne sometime in January. Dawn, who had sworn never to show any interest in the game before, now swears she's trying out next year and will make the team! I don't doubt it...she's a great flyer.

Well, time for work (I work at the ONLY decent nightclub in Sunnydale...The Bronze. It's considered quite fashionable and Dawn's just happy I can get her in for free.). I'll look for a letter back soon! I better get one!

All my love...

Gin
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Date: October 18th, 2002

Dear Gin,

YOU MADE QUIDDITCH AND DIDN'T TELL ME! BAD FORM! So you won? And you scored three goals? That's bloody fabulous! My little sister the Chaser! Wait till I tell Harry! What else happened? You know a man can never hear too much about quidditch. How long was the game? Who's your team Seeker and how'd he or she get the snitch? I'm assuming they did get the snitch since you won...but I guess I could be wrong.

Dawn can fly, eh? What position you think she'll try for? Oh, about her...how did that little family disaster turn out? You wrote that her sister was hurt somehow, but never did explain. She'll be okay, won't she? Hate to hear otherwise.

About this job...I don't know that I like the idea of my little sister working in a nightclub very much. I don't know that much about nightclubs...but that doesn't sound exactly respectable for a young lady to be working in, now does it? And it's in that muggle town? I'm still not completely comfortable with that school of yours letting you run wild on weekends. Doesn't sound right...or fair! We only get a couple visits to Hogsmeade a year!

As for here? Much the same. Harry's looking a bit less worried and there've been no attacks or anything of the like. Unless you count Mal-Ferrot finally catching us and giving us two weeks detention! We tried to talk to MacGonagall, but she actually backed him up! Like he had good reason to be standing outside the Gryffindor common room entrance at three o'clock in the bloody morning! I finally did call him Mal-Ferrot by the way. Unfortunately MacGonagall heard me and took away ten points from Gryffindor! I SWEAR I hate that slimy git!

Oh, and about Hermione...MIND YOUR OWN BLOODY BUSINESS! I don't fancy Mione, and anyone who says otherwise can take it up with my fists! Do you know she still gets owls from Viktor Krum? I mean REALLY!

Uh oh, here comes the Ferrot now...must go.

Ron

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Several letters later...
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Date: November 28th, 2002

Dear Ronnikins,

OH MY GOD! You just...you wouldn't believe what I've just found out! I can't believe it myself and I took it in with my own two eyes! I wish desperately I could share all, but I really don't think that'd be wise. You'd probably just overreact anyway and demand I transfer back to Hogwarts. I'm just...SHOCKED! I know this letter isn't really telling you anything, but I HAD to write to someone and you ended up the unlucky fellow. I think I've finally pulled my jaw closed now though...good thing that...so maybe I'll be okay.

So...on to safer topics...WE WON AGAIN! We played Wolfstone of course, as I'd owled you we were going to before, but it was SO close! I scored four goals this time, but the score was still tied for two whole hours before FINALLY Hunter grabbed the Snitch right out from underneath Wolfstone's Seeker's (Jeremy something-or-other) nose! Dawn was cheering so loudly that she had a hoarse throat for three days! Not even Madame Dubbles (our school nurse) could fix her. That hoarse throat is actually part of the reason that my shock of earlier came about...but...on to safer topics again...

What's happening there? Haven't gotten anymore detention, have you? I noticed that the Yule Ball is coming up soon. Are you going to ask Mione? Nothing bad going on? No Voldemort problems?

Oh, one more thing, we're having a Christmas Ball of our own and Hunter asked me to go! He's in Sixth Year, you know, and it was quite the social boost for me. He's also a really bright, really fabulous boy. He plans to go on to Auror training after graduation, though that's still a year and a half away. Dawn has gotten asked as well, but hasn't decided which offer to accept yet. I think she really doesn't fancy any of them and I really hope she finds someone she can soon. No one deserves it more. You wouldn't BELIEVE the things that girl has been through in her life!

Have to run...literally. I'm late for class.

Catch you later,

Ginny from the Block

PS. Can you imagine being named Spike? And we thought DRACO was a bad name! If only we knew...

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Date: December 1st, 2002

Dear Gin,

Okay, Number 1: WHAT HAPPENED? You can't just email a fellow with all that excitement and NOT tell me what it's about! You better not be getting into any trouble, Gin. I'll owl Mum immediately if I think you are. You're supposed to be safe. We can't have you off somewhere unsafe without your dashing older brother there to rescue you. You better tell me what this is all about. You have me bloody worried with this last letter.

Number 2: You won again? SMASHING! I knew you could do it! Couldn't be more proud of you if I tried...though I wish I was on the school team as well. I'm trying out this year for sure. So what are the odds of beating Hawkthorne? Aren't they the Slytherin's of the school? Better watch your back with those, Gin. You know they'll cheat...bloody Slytherins.

Number 3: Who is this Hunter chap? I know he's your Seeker from previous letters, but is he quite the fellow? You didn't write that you'd been getting close. I don't know that I want him escorting my baby sister to your version of the Yule Ball. Am I going to have to come pound him for you? As for Dawn, I wouldn't worry. With a great a girl as you say she is, I'm sure she'll find someone.

Number 4: No, I haven't asked Mione to the Yule Ball and I don't know that I will. We had quite the fight the other day over her stupid Prefect status. She keeps threatening to give Harry and I more detention! I mean REALLY! Thankfully, no she hasn't given us any detention and we've managed to avoid the Ferrot as of late. Hasn't been that hard to avoid him now that I think of it. He's been right standoffish...almost depressed even. Hermione even commented on it...when we were still talking to her. Oh well, whatever it takes to get him off our backs.

Number 5: NOTHING is going on here. Almost eery that. Keep expecting something to jump out at us, but it's positively quiet! Strange, huh?

Number 6: How the bloody hell do you know someone named Spike? What kind of name is Spike? And what is Ginny from the Block? Gin, you'd tell me if you hit your head, wouldn't you?

Write back soon with answers...

Ron