Thank you one and all for the reviews. Sorry this one has taken so long. And I really do have a plan in mind for a nice long chapter. I just wanted to get this one in first. We'll see what comes next. As always, I want IDEAS. For this story or for any others, particularly for "Students of the Impossible."
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Dear Mum, Dad, Percy, Fred, George, Ron, and Ginny,
"Where's Bill?"
"Bill's at Hogwarts too, dear. Charlie sees him everyday."
"Oh."
I really like being in Gryffindor.
Ginny smiled. She knew all about Gryffindor. They were the good guys.
All the boys are really nice.
Ginny didn't smile at that. Here brothers were all boys, but they weren't always nice. Except for Bill.
Some of the girls are pretty cool too. There's one who can change her hair and eye color and everything. Sometimes she changes during class, but the professors don't like that. Bill says she must be a metamorphagus.
"I want to be a me-ta-morph-us."
"Metamorphagus, Ginny," corrected her mother. "Why on earth would you want that?"
"Red hair is boring. I want to change it. Everyone has red hair!"
"Ginny, your hair is beautiful, and red hair is very special. It shows you're a Weasley."
"Oh." Ginny liked being a Weasley. But she'd still rather have nice brown hair.
My classes are alright, but I wish the professor's wouldn't all compare me to Bill. But I really like flying class. Madam Hooch says I'm much better at flying than Bill.
"Mummy? When can I learn to fly?"
"When you're older, Ginny dear."
"I want to be older now!"
"I know, Ginny, I know. But if you were older now, who would I have to keep me company? I would miss you terribly."
"Don't you miss Bill and Charlie?"
"Everyday. And I know you have to grow up someday and go to Hogwarts, but I want to keep you with me for as long as I can."
"Ok."
"Now, let's see what else Charlie has to say."
I miss you all terribly. Percy, I can't wait until you'll be with me and Bill here at Hogwarts. Fred, don't give George any more ideas. George, you don't have to always go along with everything Fred says. Ron, I'll start teaching you to fly this summer when I'm home. I promise. Ginny, I miss you. Don't grow up too fast.
Love,
Charlie
"But I want to grow up faster! I can't do anything!"
Molly shook her head. As different as her children were, all of them always wanted to be older. And she had never found a way to tell them to slow down. But that was a selfish wish anyway. Ginny wanted to be older, and one day she would be. "So short a time for me, so long a time for her," Molly thought. For Ginny, eleven, the age of Hogwarts and flying, was immeasurably beyond three. For Molly, it was all too near.
"Mummy?"
"Yes?"
"Want to write a letter."
"To Charlie?" Ginny nodded. "Well, what should we tell him?"
"Dunno. Nothing ever happens here."
"Well, sometimes people think of what to say as they write a letter. Let's see what we can think of. Accio paper! Now, what do you want me to tell Charlie?"
Dear Charlie, dictated Ginny. She knew how to write a letter. I miss you. It's boring here. Why can't I learn to fly?
"Ginny, why don't we tell Charlie something interesting? Or ask him about Hogwarts?
"Ok." I wish I could change my hair color. Mummy says I shouldn't. I miss you. Won and George and Fred and Percy do too. Fred and George don't behave for Percy.
Molly fought the urge to smile. Ginny was right. She would have to speak to those boys. Again.
I want to grow up. Because Hogwarts sounds fun. But I'll try not to grow fast. I miss you. I miss Bill too. Love, Ginny. Ginny grinned. "I wrote a letter!"
"Yes you did! And it's a very nice letter." Three 'I miss you's," thought Molly. Poor Ginny, always being left behind. And she didn't want to grow up too fast because of Charlie. "I wish you didn't have to," she silently whispered. Her daughter never ceased to suprise her. She was impatient, impulsive, and she adored her brothers above all else.
"MUM!" It was Ron. Molly braced herself for another crisis. "Ginny's been in my room again!" Molly sighed. Too bad love didn't guarantee good behavior.
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