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CaliDuchess I'm afraid I already cleared this up, dear… Sirius is dead. There is nothing whatsoever that could possibly help him. And yes, the purpose of these letters is to help Harry. Re-read the first paragraph of the first chapter and the full summary.

Chapter 4

January 7

Dear Sirius,

Christmas holidays are over and everyone's back. Classes have begun again.

I knew Christmas was too good to be true. On the night of the twenty-fifth, Hermione told Ron and me that her Muggle cousin—what was her name? Grace—was having a wedding. It's on Valentine's Day this year, and she wants both of us to be there. She promised her cousin, who wants to meet actual wizards or something. Especially me—since Grace somehow knows I'm the Boy-Who-Lived. Don't ask me how—I suppose Hermione told her.

Hermione insisted we both have dates, since Grace would like that. Of course, it's no problem for Ron. I have to find a girl to bring. I think the world is out to get me.

Sirius, I have never been to a wedding before. I don't know Grace, I don't have a date, Hermione and Ron will probably be all lovey-dovey… and I'll be placed on a pedestal and everything will be ooh-ing and ahh-ing at the boy who survived Voldemort. There's bound to be some wizards there—Ron's bringing his whole family and Hermione will probably have a few relatives who are magical.

Sirius, I don't want to be pointed at and be the reason behind the whispers at this wedding. I want a normal life. What do I do to get one? Fail to destroy Voldemort? No, then people will call me the Complete and Utter Failure…

I'll get back to you later. Right now I'm going for a drink

Harry

January 9

Sirius,

I was too hung-over yesterday to write, but there's something I really need to get off my chest.

I went to the Hog's Head for a drink, and ordered butterbeer. Four weren't strong enough, so I ordered a firewhiskey. I downed one, but I was still pretty much sober. Ginny Weasley was there, and I suppose she was depressed or something, because she looked kind of lonely. Anyway, she came over and sat by me.

"Hi," I said to her. "Why so glum?"

"Just got dumped," she said. "Ernie Macmillan. Don't know why I went out with him in the first place. He's so full of it."

I swear that girl has a new boyfriend every month. I nodded sympathetically and ordered another firewhiskey. She wasn't finished, however. I suppose all her drinking had loosened her up.

"It's not the loss of Ernie," she said. "I don't care about that pompous git. It's just… for the last two years I've been dating a million guys… but they don't mean anything anymore. I feel dirty, but more than that… I'm pretty much sick of it. I haven't found the right guy. I'm almost seventeen, Harry. Well, in about half a year, anyway. I'm graduating next year. I'm…" she cut herself off.

I don't know what came over then, Sirius. I just… felt this overwhelmingly large wave of pity for Ginny Weasley. Pity and something else… can't put my finger on it. Anyhow, then I said something like:

"Ginny? Hermione's cousin is having a wedding on February fourteenth. She's invited Ron and me, and we both need dates. Will you… erm, will you go with me?"

Something came over her. She looked at me funny and her eyes kind of slid out of focus. She said yes, and then she passed out (one drink too many) and collapsed into my arms. I ended up carrying her back to GryffindorTower

It was weird… when I touched her, this jolt went through me. I swear I wasn't imagining it. It didn't happen again, though, so for now I'm ignoring it.

But Ginny Weasley, Sirius! Ron's baby sister! Oh, Merlin, he'll kill me! You know how overprotective he is of her! I thought he was about ready to kill Michael Corner in fifth year. Urgh, what have I done? Ron'll hate me and I don't want another fight.

On top of that, I've got a load of homework to do and essays to write because I've got N.E.W.T.s this year to prepare for.

Seventeen is the pits.

Harry