A/N: If I only had two words to describe all the reviews I got, it would be this:

Holy crap.

I had more than two words I would go on to say a great and many thanks to you all, I've never gotten so much feedback for one chapter. You can check, I'm not kidding. Love to you all!

And on with the story.

Dear Dragon Lady,

I suppose I should write something that only I would know, so you know it's me. I started breaking into the broom closet when I was six. Is that good enough?

DON'T READ ANYMORE, YOU HORRID DRAGON LADY, YOU!

Anyhoo, quidditch try outs were last night. And since I am the captain, I went through hell last night. But it is totally worth it because I have put together something I like to refer to as "Super Team." Yes.

My Chasers:

Well, me. Of course. I'm captain for Merlin's sake.

Max Talbot (5th year)--He's a runner, said he started flying because it's like running through the air. He's one of the fastest people I have ever seen on a broom. How he avoided being on the team earlier is beyod me.

Brandon Murker (6th year)--This guy can throw. Getting past a Keeper should be no problem for him.

My Beaters:

Grey MacKenzie (7th)--His mum's an American so she had him playing baseball from a young age, meaning that he knows how to swing a bat AND control where the bludger is going! It's a miracle! A Christmas miracle! In the wrong season!

David Shocks(7th)--A Scottish lad who grew up playing golf. Less aiming going on with him, but he can get a bludger clear across the pitch.

My Keeper:
Wally Jordan (6th)--Did you know Lee Jordan had a cousin? I certainly didn't. The two look nothing alike, except when they grin. Same type of grin. Wally, better known as "The Wall" is perfect. He's huge. Nothing could ever get past him. He's not really good at long distance flying, but great at short bursts. Life is so perfect!

And last, but far from least, My Fabulous Seeker:

Josie Abraham (2nd)--I used to think Harry was a natural on a broom, but this girl puts him to shame. She doesn't even have an incredible broom and she could out fly seventh years! Take that, every other quidditch player!

I completely redid the team. Minus myself, since that's not really an option.

A few people were upset with me after I posted the team, but it's all good. A lot of people were upset at the lack of girls on the team till I pointed out that Chasers usually take a beating, and with six older brothers, I have experience. Meaning, you, Dragon Lady, let me be beaten! But I'm okay now. Promise.

We're gonna win the House Cup! We're gonna win the House Cup! We're gonna win the House Cup! We're gonna win the House Cup!

Because I am the best captain ever!

Love and Such,

Ginny

Dear Dragon Lady,

My first word was "hex" when I was around a year old. I said it to Percy when he kicked my teddy bear. I was threatening him. You laughed for half an hour after I said it.

THE REST OF THIS IS NONE OF YOUR BUSINESS SO READING IT WOULD JUST BE RUDE!

I'm betting everyone is wondering about the new teachers. And the new Head of House for Gryffindor.

We got the potions master for Head of House! Not even kidding. Professor Brickly, or as Gracie and I call him, Doctor Broccoli. He was the one with a 'fro. (Isn't American slang funny? I can't remember where I heard that, probably Dad and his muggle chats.) Up close, this makes his head look like a piece of broccoli. He's the best potions professor to ever grace Hogwarts. He's completely trapped in the seventies. He was great on the first day.

"Hello, class." he started, normal enough.

The class mumbled hellos, this is Double Potions and most of us have had our fill of it from the past six years.

"I am Professor Brickly, although, technically, I'm Dr. Brickly." he continued.

"More like Dr. Broccoli," I whispered to Gracie, who was of course, next to me. We both giggled, as quietly as possible, I swear, but he somehow heard us.

And started laughing too.

Now the whole school calls him Dr. Broccoli. He loves it. And he loves me for coming up with it. He says I'm "groovy." How awesome is that?

The DADA is that very young looking woman, now head of Slytherin house. She is the most formal person I have ever seen in my life.

Professor Stipper, and this of course is a name with a very obvious joke. A joke that I know if I made I would face a fate worse than Umbridge.

She wears her brown hair in the same bun everyday, and never wears make up. She doesn't need it either, which makes me hate her. At least she's not greasey...

The new Transfiguration teacher has no house, and I have a feeling that was done by McGonagall. Dragon Lady, you would hate him. He has us call him "Grub," which fits him really well. He looks like he hasn't bathed in weeks, but lucky for us, doesn't smell like it. I'm almost positive this guy is friends with Mundungus. And has become so good at Transf. by using it on stolen merchandise.

And he's a surprisingly good teacher, even though I'm pretty sure we're not following the lesson plans as much as changing whatever's hot, but it doesn't matter. It's fun.

Everyone else is the same old teacher, not nearly as interesting. Hope everything's going well on your side of life. Colin says hello, and Luna wants you to tell Ron she sends her love.

Too bad you'll NEVER READ THIS. Goodness, I am a complex child.

Love and Such,

Ginny

A/N Cont'd: Again, thanks for reading this far. This whole situation reviewing makes me all giggly and happy. My parents are going to think I'm on drugs...Oh well.