A/N: Behold, for she is updating! You never thought it would happen, did you? To be honest, neither did I. And I have no idea when it will happen again. Either way, here's a new chapter, I hope you like it.
o-o-o-o
Dear CinderGinny,
Your story, although slightly off, and very random, made me laugh. I'm glad to hear that Melody's influence isn't all bad.
I am really stuck without things to write you today. My life is extremely boring at the moment, and I'm afraid of telling you of it for fear that you will think that I'm not worthy your attention anymore.
Actually, there is one thing I've been meaning to talk to you about; wedding dates. Your mother is nagging at me for us to set a date for the wedding, and to be honest I have no idea when I want us to get married. If it was up to me I'd do it this summer, but I don't know if you'll go back to Hogwarts next year, or if you are moving home. We could get a place in Hogsmeade if you want to. I'm apparating to practice anyway, and then you'd be close enough to walk to school every day. Or we could stay in London, or we could keep things as they are right now. To be honest, if we are to stay apart another year I might just go crazy, and I'm not sure you'd want that. Get back to me on that, will you? I'm not going to pressure you into anything, I just want you to know where I stand on everything.
I love you,
Harry.
o-o-o-o
Dear Harry,
I'd marry you tomorrow if you wanted me to! Just let me know when and where and I'll be there.
But to be slightly more serious: this summer is perfect. I've always wanted a summer wedding. How about having it here at the school? That way we could go straight home after the wedding. Do we want a honeymoon? To be completely honest I'm not sure I do. I mean, I'd love to travel and everything, but at the same time I rather like the idea of going to our house, locking the door, and not see anyone for a week or so.
As for the actual date (and yes I have had the letter from mum, as well. I told her not to bother you, but apparently she's stopped listening to me): do you want it before or after your birthday? If we do it before we can do the private time (or honeymoon, whicever you prefer) before the birthday, then we'll have an excuse to meet the family at your birthday. However, if we do it after, then we don't have to see them until my birthday in August.
And yes, I'll be going back to Hogwarts this autumn. I talked to McG about it yesterday. Apparently she really likes what I've done this year, and she thinks I should continue teaching. According to her I have a wonderful connection with the students. Isn't that scary? I was a student myself not too long ago! Meh. Anyhow… I'm going to keep on teaching, and I'd love to live in Hogsmeade after that. Keeps me close to the family, as well. Well.. it keeps me close to Fred and George, at least. Not that that's much of a consolation, but at least it will make mum happy. And we live to please my mother, do we not?
I thought so.
I have to go, now. Breakfast started ten minutes ago.
I love you, too, but I think you must know that by now.
Yours,
Ginny.
o-o-o-o
Dear Ginny,
Summer it is, then! Why is it, that for some very strange reason, the idea of marrying you is scaring me senseless? I'm not saying that I don't want to marry you, quite the contrary. I wouldn't have asked if I didn't want to. No, that's not it. It's just that, by getting married, I suddenly have to face the facts, which is that I am getting old. And responsible. And that just as I was getting used to being young and reckless. I spent so many years of my life being responsible, and now that I am suddenly faced with growing up for real it scares the big Merlin out of me. Dearest Ginny, please tell me I am not being stupid for feeling this way?
Well, let's not think about that anymore, but concentrate on the happy things. Such as the fact that although it is extremely scary, we are, in fact, getting married. Have you thought about what you want to call yourself once you're my wife? Is it Lady Ginevra Potter/Weasley-Potter/Weasley or… my favourite, simply "Mrs. Knight-in-shining-armour"? You know what? I just realised I don't care. You'll be my wife, and that's all that matters!
Moving on to the actual date. I think after my birthday sounds great, and so does spending our honeymoon in our own house, far away from everyone and everything. School should be out around the middle of July, so how about we set the date to the first of August? That way we can combine birthday/pre-wedding stuff, get married on the first, and the disappear in our world of newlyweddedness until your birthday. How does 1st August sound to you, my Lady?
And Hogwarts is definitely a place I'd like to get married. Hogwarts was always home to me, and to go from there, my first real home, to a home with you, my second, and hopefully last, home, seems like the perfect thing.
Oh Ginny, is this really happening? We're getting married! When I think about it it doesn't scare me that much, after all. In fact, it seems like the best thing I've done my entire life.
So, what do you say, Queen Ginevra soon-to-be-Potter? How about I come over on the next Hogsmeade weekend and we can look for houses, and perhaps talk to Dumbledore about getting married at school?
Until next time,
Harry.
o-o-o-o
For my soon-to-be husband,
1st August is the perfect day, and so it shall be! I took the liberty of going to talk to Dumbledore the moment I got your letter, and he gives us our blessing, and asked if we'd like to use the Great Hall or if we would want to be in the grounds. Then he said that if we wanted he would look into housing in the village for us, because apparently he knows some people. Why doesn't this surprise me?
In fact, I talked to mum, as well, and she is now set on August the first, and I don't think anything in the world could ever make her see it otherwise, which means we might as well comply. Sometimes I wonder how on earth she does it, keeping track of not only her own life, but of dad's, her seven children, several daughter-in-laws and grandchildren. Her mind must never rest. I believe it is some kind of special talent. Did I tell you she has finally gotten a third clock to put in the living room? First there is the nuclear Weasleys, being me, the boys and mum and dad. Then there is one with all the in-laws (you and Hermione are on there, too, although I think she first tried to put you on the primary one), then one with the grandchildren. She wrote to tell me about it only yesterday. Harry, please promise me that if I ever get anything like my mum you will tell me. I'd drive everyone insane. One Molly Weasley is enough, if you ask me.
And now, last names. If it is ok with you O Great Protector I would be honoured to be a Potter. I have wanted to be one since I was eleven, and I'll be damned if I let this opportunity pass me now that I finally have my goal within reach. Of course, if would rather my name was Mrs. Knight-in-Shining-Armour I am sure we can come to an agreement (note: I would never call myself that in public. In the confinements of our home, however… I hope you get my drift).
The next Hogsmeade weekend is in two and a half weeks, I'll be waiting for you outside the castle.
I love you,
Ginny soon-to-be-Mrs.-Potter
o-o-o-o
Dearest,
I have in fact had a glimpse of the Clocks (capitalised because I felt they deserve that. Never have I seen anything quite like it). As always I was at the Burrow for Sunday dinner, and your mother showed them to me proudly. She was especially occupied with the grandchildren clock, and I think it was all she could do not to ask us to start to reproduce. You should be warned, though, that once the wedding is over your mother will not be as opposed to us locking ourselves away as we might have thought. After all, as long as we're with the rest of the family there will be no grandchildren. Of course, you still owe me my birthday present from last year (no, I will never ever forget!), and who knows when and, more importantly where I will decide to claim it.
Short letter today, just on my way to a match. Feels like my life consists of nothing more than quidditch and the occasional outing with Ron and Hermione. I can't wait to see you again as my life tends to get quite monotonous without you.
Two more weeks, though.
Tell Professor Dumbledore thanks, by the way. Actually, I think I'll just write him. I haven't talked to him in forever.
Nor you. Ginny I miss you! The apartment is horribly empty without you, and not even quidditch is the same anymore. I think I am about to move into the ranks of the Lovesick, and I promised myself that would never happen. The only remedy I can think of is to see you again, and suddenly two weeks seems like forever.
I love you (did you know?),
Harry.
0-0-0-0
Dear Harry, being all by yourself and not even liking quidditch anymore,
I'm sorry I have such an influence on you. To be honest it makes me feel rather important, knowing I have this kind of power. Lord Voldemort couldn't stop you, but I can, and that with both eyes and nose intact. I'm proud.
Talked briefly to Dumbledore yesterday, he said he had gotten your letter and that I should tell you he would reply, he just had to go out and get some more sweets first. Apparently he can only write when sucking on a tasty sherbet lemon. I think I just nodded and walked away having no clue what on earth he was talking about. Professor Dumbledore is an excellent man, but sometimes I think he is getting seriously unhinged.
On a different note, if my mum as much as hints at grandchildren again, you have my permission to tell her to mind her own business. Merlin, the nerve of her. You'd think seven children and six grandchildren would have been enough, but no, she's never happy! And that's all I will say on that subject for now.
Harry, I miss you, too. Hogwarts is the best place in the world, but to be here without you is driving me crazy. I can't wait to get married and to go home to you after every day. I love the castle, that's not it, but my room is empty without you, and it's just not the same when I know that I could've been waking up next to you every morning.
August is approaching, though, and I have so much to do, and before we know it we'll be married, and I know I'll be the happiest person in the world. It may be the world's biggest cliché, but Harry I have wanted to be with you for almost ten years, and I don't think you realise just how big this is. Actually, you probably do, because you're amazing like that.
Either way, Hogsmeade weekend is coming up, and I'll see you then.
By the way, I ran into Snape yesterday. I have been avoiding him ever since the "incident" (or he has avoided me. Either way I don't have to see him, which is how I like it), and he just glared at me. Then he said "I hear you have finally tied down your hero", and I was all like "what!". And then he just smirked and said "well Ms. Weasley, I guess he wasn't as stupid as I thought". Then he stalked off, and left me staring after him. Harry, I think Snape actually complemented me. I swear, that man is not all right in the head. One of these days I'll have to talk to Auriga and ask what on earth she has done to him. Snape giving compliments? Sweet Merlin, what has the world come to?
Well, the sun went down hours ago, and I'm yawning so hard my jaw must be coming apart. I think it's time to go to sleep.
I promise I'll dream of you.
Yours,
Ginny.
o-o-o-o