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Ginny Weasley
It's changing them all. Slowly but surely, the war is taking its toll on every last one of them. Yet, nobody seems to be willing to admit it. Her father will pat her awkwardly on the shoulder and tell her not to worry, and her mother will tell her that children have no business in. Of all of her brothers, it was always Bill that Ginny felt able to confide in, and yet he tries a little too hard to point out the good in life (his recent and successful marriage to Fleur).
She can see it in their eyes, even if they aren't prepared to admit it: they are tired of fighting, their resolve being worn thin by fear. All of her family are longing for a day when their most pressing concern will be arriving at work late or having an uncomfortable conversation with someone of whom they aren't especially fond. And so is Ginny. They all feel guilty for it – weak. Ginny knows that it's selfish, yet she can't help but wish that it was someone else's boyfriend that was out there, with a new rumour about his death circulating every day, and that Harry will be waiting downstairs, ready to kiss her when the bells begin to ring.
He won't be, though, and Ginny knows it. She clings to the idea that next year, Harry just might be with her for Christmas and New Year. She imagines how different next year's festive season will be: the only reason that she will cry will be because of laughter. The only reason anyone may die will be because they weren't appreciative enough of her mother's superb cooking.
Ginny knows that they will miss the people that should be sitting beside them when the war is over, and she knows that she will never forget being sick with fear, or how it felt to see so much suffering. However, she and Harry are going to spend Christmas and New Year together no matter what. This she promises to Harry, wherever he may be, and wonders if he can hear bells ringing. And if he has time to think of her as they do.
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