You poor people,
If you've made it this far, then that means you've probably read that novel my husband wrote in place of his letter. I hope mine won't be that long. I'll just touch on some of the finer things he missed.
In my first year, Harry's second, I did not want to send that Valentine, and I didn't mean for the little Cupid thing to tackle him in front of everyone. He has Fred and George to thank for that.
During third year, I really wanted to go to the Yule Ball and I was thrilled when Ron told me to go with Harry. Then I remembered I was going with Neville, and by the way, I had a great time.
In Harry's fifth year, I dated around a bit, more to pass the time until Harry gave up on Cho than because I really liked anyone. Sorry guys. Harry was really moody, but I think I've always been attracted to the dark type. That year was amazing for me because Harry actually took the time to get to know me, even though he was with Cho.
The summer after was really hard for all of us, especially Harry. We all did our best to help him but I'm not sure it did any good. He was still really depressed. In the end he was able to pretend he was fine, but I don't think he ever was.
Cho and Harry got back together, but I don't think either of them really tried very hard. Eventually, she got back with Michael, although once Cedric came back, she gave up on him. She and Cedric are married now. Harry on the other hand finally started to chase after me but after six years of waiting for him, I was going to make him pay.
Harry took his spot back on the Quidditch team and I became a Chaser with Hermione. I think she joined just to spend time with Ron, who finally woke up and realized he loved her, and to not be the only one in our group not on the team. Katie Bell gave up her captainship to Harry halfway through the season because she was under too much stress with N.E.W.T.s coming up.
Mom, Dad, and Charlie died that year. We hoped that they'd come back too, but Voldemort wasn't the one to kill them, so they didn't…I know Harry felt really guilty about that.
I was very worried about him that summer. He hardly ever wrote and when he did he always sounded so unhappy. I had no clue about his uncle until Ron and Bill brought him home. I don't know if he's ever scared me more than the night he tried to…never mind. Anyway, since then, Harry's learned to talk about things that are bothering him.
Around Christmas, Harry finally wised up and we got together. Oh, by the way, you might be wondering why Ron overreacted so much when Harry broke up with me. Ron never really got over the night Harry and I spent locked in the broom closet. He didn't really believe that we didn't do anything. My own brother…well, he's old fashioned about that.
My seventh year was boring as hell without any of my friends. I was Head Girl and some other boy was Head Boy. I became team captain and we won the Cup again. I did fairly well on N.E.W.T.s. The only things new were the nightmares, but I never told anyone about them. I still get them, though not as often as Harry. When Lily was little, she never understood why her parents woke up in the middle of the night screaming. Moving on…
Harry left it up to me to tell you how he proposed (I think he's a bit embarrassed by it). I can't figure out why.
It was a dark and stormy night. Sorry, I've always wanted to write that. But it really was. It also happened to be the night of Ron and Hermione's wedding. We were at the wedding reception. Hermione insisted on having it at a Muggle banquet hall. The DJ ran into a problem when the power went out and he couldn't play his music. Harry didn't know it, but I was going to make him play a song anyway so this just gave me a reason.
Once someone found enough candles, he got up the nerve to start playing. It was one of his own songs and I still remember every word.
When I made up my mind
And my heart along with that
To live not for myself
But yet for you somebody said
Do you know what you are getting yourself into?
When I finally ironed out all or my priorities
And asked you to remove the doubt
That makes me so unsure of these
Things I ask myself
I ask myself
Do you know what you are getting yourself into?
I'm getting into you
Because you got to me
In a way words can't describe
I'm getting into you
Because I've got to be
You're essential to survive
I'm going to love you with my life
When you looked to me and said
I kind of view you as a friend
And for a second our eyes met
And I met that with a question
Do you know what you are getting yourself into?
I've been a liar and I'll never amount to
The kind of person you deserve to love you
You say you will not dwell on what I did but rather what I'll do you say
I love you and that's what you are getting yourself into
(Relient K, Getting into you)
Nice huh? So I'm spoiled, but don't you wish you had one too?
Well, right after that he sort of made a little speech type thing.
"I can't say that I'm surprised at all by the fact that Ron and Hermione got together. Ron's never been one for surprising people."
"Thanks, mate," Ron said.
"No problem. But as predictable as he is, he still managed to surprise me once. It was our last night at Hogwarts and he told me he wanted to propose to Hermione. I can't say I was expecting that one so soon."
"So, now I'm going to take a leaf out of Ron's book. Ginny, could you come up here?"
I wasn't nervous at all…All right, I was terrified, and I even thought I knew what was coming. I was right.
"Ginny, we've been through so much together, and not all of it was enjoyable, that's for sure. One thing all that taught me though, is that I shouldn't take things for granted, especially people.
"Right, so, I'm going to ask you this now. Ginerva Weasley, will you marry me?"
I sure gave Harry a big scare right then. I was in such a state of shock that the only thing I could do was cover my mouth and shake my head. I tried to tell him yes, but it wouldn't come out, so he thought I was saying no. I'll never forget how hurt he looked when he asked why I wouldn't say yes.
"I'm trying to say 'yes!' You'll have to forgive me if I seem a bit dumbfounded, I was just proposed to!" I shouted at him.
And now you know how it all happened. We were married six months later in an outdoor wedding by the lake at Hogwarts. It was strange being back there after all those years.
About a year after our wedding, I found out that I was pregnant with Lily. I asked for a break from Puddlemere until she was born, and at first they weren't too keen on taking me back in nine months, but I think Harry had a little talk with the captain and he finally convinced them.
The first few years of her life, Lily spent a lot of time with Ron and Hermione. It was hard for Harry and I to be home because of Quidditch. Somehow, Harry was the one to pull off the all-nighters with her though. I don't want to know how he did it because I probably won't like the answer. I suspect a lot of energy potions.
I don't want you to think that we were bad parents, now. We felt horrible about sending Lily away every morning. But she enjoyed spending time with her two cousins at her aunt and uncle's house.
One thing I remember Ron saying to us on our fifth anniversary was that Harry and I never fought. He said that scared him because every good couple fights. Well, every couple does fight. Trust me, Harry's had his share of nights on the couch, although, sometimes its difficult to take him seriously when we argue. He has this thing where he likes to argue just to make up.
When Lily was five, I got pregnant again. It was going to be another girl. We were going to name her Ella, but I had a miscarriage. That kind of threw me and Harry into a fit of depression and our nightmares got worse. We waited a while before trying again. In fact we waited so long, I didn't think we'd have another one.
So, jump ahead a few years. Harry and I both left Puddlemere at the beginning of Lily's second year. I suppose Harry told you I'm the Charms teacher, he does Defense, and Hermione's the History of Magic professor. I think Ron feels a bit out of the loop because he's the only one not at Hogwarts now.
Let's see. Not much has changed at school. It's a bit strange interacting as an equal with teachers who taught me for seven years. Snape still hates Harry, but his mood is improving bit by bit as he slowly realizes that Harry's not out to ruin his life, and I think McGonagall has to restrain herself from giving us a detention when Hermione, Harry, and I laugh too loud in the staff room.
Lily's now thirteen. She's a third year Gryffindor at Hogwarts. She loves her father's class the most, proof that she has always been daddy's little girl. She looks like me but she has Harry's hair (poor dear) and his brilliant green eyes (some girls have all the luck). She has my love for practical jokes and her father's temper, though she's hardly ever mad. She mostly saves that mood for Snape's classes.
Now we have another one on the way. This one's a boy. I think Harry's a bit relieved. He loves Lily more than anything but he really wanted a boy to keep the Potter name going. We haven't decided on a name yet, and I don't know if that will happen anytime soon. We've still got three months left…that really doesn't sound like much time though. Maybe I'll run Austin by Harry. Yeah, Austin Potter. But that sounds too much like that Muggle move Austin Powers. Maybe no one will notice.
Well, Harry's taking me out to dinner tonight and Lily's going to Mione and Ron's, so I need to get ready.
Ginny Potter
P.S. I tried to keep it short, but it ended up being longer than Harry's! Sorry. I just write bigger, that's all…
