Anything for My Friends

by Ronnie.icklekins.is.red.hot

So, it's gotta pretty much suck, what with the running away, the possible outcomes of lying, and hey, let's throw a Polyjuice Potion in there. So now he's just got to figure out something, is he running toward something, or away from?

10. The Letter

Goodness, thanks all who are reading this!!

10.

Ginny licked her letter and attatched it to Pig's leg, hoping he wouldn't mind a long trip to Hogwarts.

But before Ginny attatched the letter, she saw there was one already there.

From Neville.

Ginny made sure no one was watching as she slipped the letter into her pocket.

Luna and Timothy would be staying at Number 12 for a while. They thought they were at Ginny's actual home, so they knew nothing of the Order.

Luna wasn't a problem, it was Timothy.

He had a lot of questions for Ginny, and they were all questions she would rather not answer.

"What was Harry Potter like? What was Neville Longbottom like?"

It bothered Ginny that these questions were in the past tense, like their subjects weren't real anymore.

Ginnny wished she could talk to someone, anyone, else.

But Luna, on the other hand, had stolen Tonks from Ginny.

Apparently, the two had personalities that were very well matched, what with Luna's looniness and Tonks awesome sense of humor.

So, Ginny was desperate for some mature and realistic conversation and, within a week, answered all of Timothy's questions.

Yep, all.

One day, he had asked what Harry was like.

So Ginny told him that, and might have mentioned their relationship.

Then, he asked about Neville.

Again, Ginny told him, and that Neville was there for her when Harry wasn't.

Soon, he asked about more and more, and recieved what he wanted.

But Ginny began to realize that whenever she asked him something, he found a way out.

That was going to be needing some straightening out.

For now, she curled up with Neville's latest letter:

'Dear Ginny,

I am so tired of learning my new language, and am having trouble asking for food without twisting my tongue.

I ended up with a plate of tofu instead of yogurt.

A little off? Yeah, I think so too.'

Ginny chuckled to herself and read on:

'Anyway, can't say much, but I still miss all of you back home.

Yours truly,

Phillip'

Ginny was used to seeing unusual names at the end, but wasn't used to the salutation.

'Yours truly'? Ususally it was 'Goodbye' or 'Farewell' or even once 'Adieu'. What was up?

Then Timothy entered the room, making Ginny quickly stuff the letter back into the pocket.

Time to ask Tim about his life, and make sure nothing gets in the way.