A/N: I just wanted to thank everyone who's read and reviewed this story. It really does mean a lot to me that people actually like it. So, without further ado, Chapter 4.

Dear Harry,

Guess who is in a good mood. As in, a really superbly incredibly wonderful mood.

ME!

Guess why.

REVENGE IS MINE! MWHAHAHAHAHAHA!

That and the stupid potion wore out. I am skinny and artificial-child free!

Though the same doesn't go for certain other members of my family. Let's just say that as soon as the pictures develop you will get to see something highly amusing. He he.

Ginny

Dear Ginny,

I fear the other members of your family. I get the distinct feeling that they have found themselves in a very compromising position of sorts. And I await the pictures eagerly. They should be a good laugh.

-Harry

Dear Harry,

Enclosed is the picture. Enjoy.

Ginny

Dear Ginny,

HOW THE HELL DID RON AND THE TWINS END UP PREGNANT?

Because unless there is something VERY important the three of them haven't told me, you are an absolute genius. And I find it difficult to believe that Fred and George would just leave whatever it was that did that to you just lying around. They must have realized revenge was imminent. I just can't see them being so thick.

-Harry

Dear Harry,

No, they didn't leave it lying around. Apparently they gave it to Mum in the first place so she could but it in my food. And when I went to her and said I had learned my lesson and felt that I was more responsible and that I thought the lesson would be good for the boys to learn because in real life they wouldn't have to accept the consequences… She agreed.

Sometimes you just have to love Mum.

That photo was taken right after they figured out what was going on. I wish you could have been there. They are SO embarrassed. Ha.

I don't think that Ron will ever be able to face Hermione again. She laughed so hard that the muscles in her stomach cramped up and she is incapable of moving without suffering through a considerable amount of pain.

Life is good.

Ginny

Dear Ginny,

Ron is unbelievably furious with you. However, it seems that he has been threatened within an inch of his life by your mother if he attempts to do anything to you. You must be having a great time with them.

Ask Ron when he's due for me, will you? Sure, he'll be pissed, but it should be worth it.

-Harry

Dear Harry,

You were right, Ron was REALLY pissed. But I got a picture of his face, just for you. The strangled-choking-furious-humiliated look is quite good for him, don't you think?

Oh, and Hermione wanted me to tell you that that was cruel and unusual punishment and that if this was America you would have been sued within an inch of your life.

She also laughed so hard that the stomach cramps came back and gave Ron the chance to make some extremely rude comments about pms.

I have never seen her face so red before.

Ginny

Dear Ginny,

Cheers!

The picture is wonderful.

And someone needs to tell Ron and Hermione to just stop fighting for once. I swear that is all they ever do. Ever. Ever EVER.

Grr.

-Harry

Dear Harry,

Well, they really only fight so they can make up afterwards. I wish Ron would finally just get up the nerve to ask her out. You can't believe what it's been like this summer. Here's what happens every day:

Hermione looks at Ron.

Ron looks over at Hermione; she blushes and turns away.

Hermione glances back; he blushes and looks at his feet.

He sneaks a quick peek; Hermione is obviously still looking and her face gets even redder and she starts examining her nails.

She furtively watches Ron out of the corner of her eye, and they catch each other looking at each other and simultaneously break into coughing fits.

I roll my eyes. A lot.

EVERY BLOODY DAY!

Do they do this around you all the time too? Because I don't know how you could put up with that.

Ginny

Dear Ginny,

What are you talking about? I have NEVER seen Ron or Hermione do anything like that. They just fight.

Are you sure you aren't just imagining things?

Because that would be so… Look, I just can't see it happening. I mean, it's Ron and Hermione we're talking about here. Ron and Hermione. No. Just… No.

Give me a break Ginny. I'm not quite that thick.

-Harry

Dear Harry,

Are you kidding me? You have NEVER noticed that.

How thick can you possibly be?

I've been noticing since forever and a day. You have to have seen them doing this sometime. You know, the whole don't-let-him-catch-you-looking-at-him drill.

Ginny

Dear Ginny,

Um… No.

You have to be just imagining things. HAVE to. There's no way.

That would just be too strange. I mean, they're like brother and sister to me. That makes it… Infest, or whatever.

-Harry

Dear Harry,

That would be inCest. Not inFest. That's like with bugs and stuff.

And it would not be incest. Ron and Hermione are impossibly far from being related. You just won't recognize what's dancing in front of you naked.

Um… Not literally though. At least, we can hope that doesn't happen literally. But it would almost be a relief if those two would come to their senses.

But there's obviously no convincing you. So we'll just forget I ever brought it up in the first place, shall we?

Ginny

Dear Harry,

Hey, are you alright? It's been like… Four days and you still haven't written.

I'm sorry if I sound clingy or whatever, it's just that you're usually pretty fast about responding and all. Just wondering if you're okay.

So, that's all.

Ginny

Dear Harry,

What's going on? Are you mad with me?

Because it's been a week since you've written.

Which is definitely weird.

Look, if you don't want to talk with me you could at least tell me that so I don't have to wonder.

Ginny

Dear Harry,

What the bloody hell is going on?

I asked around, and you haven't written anyone in a week.

Well, maybe you've written Dumbledore, but I really didn't want to bother him about this, and I figured that if you weren't physically okay the whole place would be in an uproar, so that would have been kind of embarrassing.

But could you please write? I'm worried Harry. Everyone is. So… Yeah.

Ginny