We are so completely sorry this took so long! School is complete hell right now…just bear with us for another week or so. Promise. So anyway, I don't want to keep you all waiting….it's the next chappie, cleverly entitled Letters.

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Katie waved her wand the frying pan sitting on the stove flew off to the table, turning over and dumping sausages onto her husband's plate.

"Thanks," George murmured, turning a page in the Daily Prophet. He scanned the news page, finding nothing worth his time. He put the paper down and reached for the syrup, pulling his plate toward him.

"Any news?" Katie asked, sitting across from her husband with a mug of steaming coffee. It was cold in the house; indeed, the sun had barely risen over the hills. The younger Weasley children were sleeping still.

"Nothing worth my time," George replied. Katie put her hand on his.

"George, it's okay to read that stuff," Katie said.

"I know, I know," George said. "But it's all a bunch of pointless crap anyway."

George had never quite gotten over his grief from his brother's death. There was still a dull ache in his chest whenever someone mentioned Fred. He hadn't bothered to re-enter the confusion of the Wizarding world and all it's Ministry crap, which he never took a liking to yet was advised to join after his brother's death, as people thought the joke shop would fold. But Weasley's Wizarding Wheezes was still going strong and George was still in one piece.

"I know you know," Katie said. "But you can't let every little thing jump start old memories. The children don't get why you're so upset all of the time." Katie sometimes worried about George's moods, but they came and went. It was just something she had to deal with.

"It's just hard with the kids gone," he explained. "You know what I'm like this time every year."

"And then all the memories from our school days," Katie added. "I get the same way." She laced her fingers through his. "But it'll be okay. Christmas will be here before you know it."

"Yes, but not soon enough."

Katie stood up and went over to her husband, wrapping her arms around him. They stood their for a moment in silence, seeking strength and comfort from one another. They sprang apart as someone began rapping at the door.

"George!" Mrs. Weasley's voice broke the silence. Katie ran over, smoothing her robes, and opened the door. Mrs. Weasley bustled in, plump and grayer than George's childhood memories of her, but no worse for wear.

"Katie, dearest," Mrs. Weasley said with a hug.

"And George. How are you?" she asked her son.

George gave her a small smile.

"Fine, Mom. Just missing the kids," he told her. "It feels weird, sending them off to school. Like I should be going back or something."

"Well, I would give anything to have you all at home again. I cannot wait for Christmas!" she gushed. "All the owls have been sent out. Oh, and speaking of, this one came to my house by mistake."

A small twittery owl flew into the house, almost plummeting under the weight of a large letter.

Katie recognized the scrawl called Freddie's handwriting on the front and practically ripped the poor owl's leg off while getting the letter.

"Katie, easy!" George said, tossing the bird a few Owl Treats. He followed his wife and mother into the sitting room.

Katie broke the seal and read aloud.

Dear Mom and Dad and anyone else who is listening,

School's going well.

McGonagall gave me an A (a.n. remember, WIZARDS GRADES) on a Transfiguration exam just because the otter I turned into a bag started making otter-like noises noises when she attempted to put a quill in it. Then the bad ran away. I'm scared of McGonagall. I would've run away to.

Anyway, we just had Quittch tryouts. I went for Seeker, of course, along with a bunch of sucky first and second years. Albus went out to, and he was the best, but I was clearly stronger.

James and George were judges, along with being captains. It came down to 5 students- me, 3 other 3rd years, and Albus.

So, yesterday, I woke up early!-quite shocking- and got dressed to get a good look at the list before anyone else. Naturally, James and George made it. I looked down the list and under Seeker…no name. Nothing. Blank.

So I went and asked McGonagall about this who told me James and George got in an argument over whom to pick, me or Al. Naturally, each sided with his sibling. I'm not speaking to James. He knows how much I deserve this and how much I want this. Albus hasn't taken sides- the whole House chose between me or him- and just sits in the middle with Rose and Scorpius.

So now we're having a face-off on Halloween to determine the winner. I will be so so mad if I don't get this, even though I know Ced'll give me a kiss anyway, or so I hope. Whoops. Shouldn't have put that. Tell Dad not to freak too much.

Anyway, send my love to the nutties at home.

See you all soon,

Freddie

P.S. Dad, can you send me some more Nosebleed Nugets? I'm running low, and History of Magic is just as dull as ever.

Katie closed the letter.

"Well, life certainly isn't dull at Hogwarts," she mused.

"Who's this Ced character and why haven't I heard about him?" George demanded.

"Oh, well, Ced and Freddie grew quite close last year and kept in touch through the summer," Katie told him. "It's about time they started dating." Katie was an odd mother. She encouraged dating at a young age. George, whom she had like since 2nd year, didn't even consider her until the war was over.

"What else don't I know about my kids?" he asked more to himself.

"Well, Georgie's dating Lilac Finnigan and your nephew, James, is extremely jealous. Matthew hasn't dated anyone but Andrew's been with a girl named Kellye Simmons for a while-"

-" and Jaclyn's, um, jumped around," Mrs. Weasley finished, sparing George of all the details.

"Why is this the first time I'm hearing all this?"

"Because dear, they know you're so protective. Remember the poor lad Jaclyn went to the Weird Sisters concert with last summer? He probably felt like he was at one of those Muggle questionings they had back during the war."

"Well, that's…do you think McGonagall will let us go see Freddie?" George said changing the topic. "I'm proud of her. Seeker, that's amazing. And who knew Albus was so good?"

"Yes, it is rather exciting," Katie said. "Should I write to McGonagall?"

"No I'll do it," George answered. "I have to send Freddie those boxes…I remember what History of Magic was like."

Katie scowled, matching Mrs. Weasley's to perfection.

"Why are all women in this family so good at that?" George said, shuddering. "That's one thing I don't miss from my younger days."

A cry rang from upstairs.

"I'll go get her," Mrs. Weasley said, bustling up the stairs to tend to her grandchildren.

"Yes, I best be heading out," George said. "We have to get that shipment out to out Paris branch today. Let's hope the post office remembered that."

"I'll see you later than," Katie said. "Don't forget to send that owl!"

George gave her a quick kiss on the lips and waved good-bye before Apparating.

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…and so now Freddie is mad at me! I didn't even do anything. It's James who's making a fuss. It would be really cool to get the position, but I know Freddie wants it more. Plus, she'll move up next year since they did that split with the teams. I'll play then. James will be furious, but I can't stand all this glaring and separation. The face-off is Saturday. Great Halloween that'll be.

See you soon and tell Lily hello,

Albus

Ginny finished reading.

"Freddie's really making a big deal over this," she said. "It's a shame. Albus didn't want any of this."

"Yeah, the whole House separtation sounds like a stunt my dad or Sirius would've pulled," Harry added. "Than again, we always said he would turn out like one of them."

"Can we go, Daddy!" Lily begged.

"Go where?"

"The match! I wanna see everybody! I'm soooooooo lonely!" she cried dramatically.

Harry pondered.

"Well, I suppose I could right to McGonagall," Harry said. "As long as Mommy's not busy."

"No, they gave me this weekend off," Ginny told him. She was working part time at the Ministry. "I'd love to go back. I miss Hogwarts."

"I know what you mean," Harry said. "Alright, Lily, do you want to come write it with me? You can sign your name, like you've been practicing."

"Yeah!"

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I hope everyone liked this. Harry and Ginny's bit was suppose to be longer, but we just didn't have the time. I got up extra early to finish and post just for you guys. That's how much I care. Now shower us with amazing reviews!

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