Chapter Seven
A/N: Urgh, I'm really sorry this update is late. I had an English paper to write. Here's chapter seven. Hope you all like it.
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December 24
Dear Harry,
Tomorrow's Christmas. I remember always being so excited when Christmas came. It meant getting to see all of my brothers, eat my Mum's amazing food, and getting the traditional Weasley family jumper. I remember that it was always full of laughter and smiles, even though we didn't have much money. We had each other. Bill would come home with amazing tales of fascinating adventures of finding treasure for his job as curse breaker for Gringotts. Charlie would be there with his stories of all the dragons and gifts from Romania. Even Percy would put down his book and laugh and share gifts with us. Fred and George would always play hilarious pranks at dinner; one's that even Mum had to laugh at. Ron and I would be happy to see them all, and looking forward to the annual Weasley Quidditch game we played every year after dinner. It was always the best time of year. But now everything has changed. Bill and Charlie are busy, Percy doesn't care anymore, and Ron's gone. Even the twins are being subdued. They arrived this morning. Once again I'm left wishing you were here, Harry. Everything would be perfect if you were here, regardless of the war. We'd somehow manage to make it something to remember, wouldn't me. You loved Christmas too. I remember that you always had a bright sparkle to your green eyes on Christmas morning. You told me once it was because you finally had people around that wanted to celebrate with you, and that you loved seeing everybody so happy. Are you wishing you were here? I wonder what you are doing. Do you even know that it's Christmas tomorrow. I wish you could answer me Harry. I'm still worried about Luna. No one's found her. Which is both good and bad. Bad because she's in danger, and good because that means no one has found her….body. I hope she's okay. Stay safe Harry. I love you.
All my love,
Ginny
December 25
Christmas. It's not the same without you around. Bloody hell, what am I saying? It would be different even if you were here. It would still be different yes, but better. I remember being able to walk down the road and see the town of Ottery St. Catchpole all lit up with Christmas lights. I looked today. It wasn't lit up. I guess even muggles are feeling the effect the war is having, even if they don't know what the cause of all the death and depression is. But those of us wizards know. It's the Dementors. Ever since You-Know-Who took over the Ministry of Magic, they've been running rampant everywhere. Nobody is able to stop so many. The only people who would have been able to are you, and Professor Dumbledore. But Dumbledore is dead, and you're gone. Are there Dementors wherever you are? Have you run across any? I remember my Patronus charm. Mine is a stallion. I always liked yours, the stag. It's so beautiful. I remember how everyone in the DA watched you cast your Patronus. I remember the wistful look on your face every time you saw your stag. You miss your father when you see it don't you? I wish you still had your parents Harry. You shouldn't have lost them so young. And then Sirius….. But you still have us. We're still waiting for you to come back to us. We'll always wait for our missing family members. Be safe Harry, I love you. Happy Christmas.
All my love,
Ginny
A/N: hmmmm, I'm not completely sure I like this chapter. Review and let me know what you are all thinking. Maybe it's just me… I'll try and post chapter eight tomorrow.
-hawkeyeforever