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31st October, 1998
The Burrow
Dear 'Mione
I told Dad tonight, and he's fine. We told Mum and she's more-or-less fine. She's not angry or anything like that though, just ... more-or-less fine? We were right though, it's good that Harry and Ginny are staying for longer.
Having said that! I don't know what they take us for! BOTH OF THEM thought we were pregnant, and were dead relieved when it turned out that it's "just" that we're moving in together. Mum DID (of course hahaha) drop some serious hints that she's hoping for a wedding in the next five or six years (and Dad suggested eloping) ... but other than that, they actually seem pretty happy about the whole thing.
So! Tomorrow Mum and Dad are going with me and Harry for a look around the place to offer advice and whatever else. Dad's really excited about helping me with the bathroom – but he thought of something that neither of us did. If we don't know any PLUMBERS (that IS the right word, isn't it?), how are we going to put in that little toilet in the dressing room?
Dad reckons we could do it ourselves (apparently he and grandpa built The Burrow), but I don't know. Can you ask around and see if there's anyone at school with plumbers in the family? It seems like a better idea to me.
I wish we'd had more time alone when we got back to Hogsmeade for lunch, but it was good to see Hagrid, Grawp and Neringa. I see what you mean about her, she's an odd one – and she doesn't half like ginger hair, does she? For a minute there I didn't think I was going to make it out alive.
Speaking of ginger hair, did Ginny get all the sand out of hers? Honestly. If Potter wasn't my best mate I'd have to get arky ... couldn't they at least TRY and pretend they were having a nice platonic chat?
Find out from Luna what she and George talked about, will you? He's been in the strangest mood since he got home. Not a bad one or anything like that, just really quiet ... I'm not worried or anything, but it's weird.
Meanwhile, it's only been a few hours since we were together and I'm already missing you like mad. How was the feast? Brilliant, I'll bet.
I love you, 'Mione
Ron
Quick and not at all dirty ... this week has galloped along.