Dear Tom

Here I am. Next to the fire amongst people I love. You can never take that away from me. But you and your worshipers took my brother, Remus, Tonks, Moody, Colin, Sirius, Susan, Terry, Jimmy, Lavender… How I hate you. My only regret is that I wasn't the one to kill you. I find it hard to believe that lord Voldemort was you, Tom, although you were as much of a traitor. You made my life hell.

They never knew how long it took me to recover. All those nightmares you sent me went unnoticed to them. I had to grin and bare it. And I know you will haunt me for the rest of my life. You were my first love, and I will never stop loving and hating you. But you're gone now. Finally.

I did heal. I will heal. My time with Harry in fifth year was the best time of my life. That includes the times you took me to the lake in your diary. He really did care. I think he still does.

You know, there's joy In my life now. I have true friends. Luna understood about you. She was the only one I really confided in. Even when we were fighting you so hard last year, I could still laugh at Finnigan's jokes, get excited at the rumors that Nevil and Hannah fancied one another, debate with Luna about the possibility of putting a finkset that, according to her eats your vocal cords, in the Carrows' tea, and be so so glad that Harry, Ron and Hermione made it out alive. My brother, my best friend after Luna, and my man. And yes he is that.

I went to the chamber last year. I didn't tell you about that in my previous letters. I remember the noises you made to get in there, and I did it. I don't know why. It hurt so much when I walked past all those snake heads, saw the dead thing on the floor, … I thought I saw you for a second. I just sat there all night, thinking of you. I was in a state when I left, and I slept all day. I missed classes and got into trouble with the Carrows, but I could smile all through my torture, because I knew I had almost left you behind in the chamber.

I wonder if Harry has left you behind. He seems relieved, for obvious reasons. I think he is also starting to heal.

I'm annoyed that he hasn't asked me to the ball yet, although Hermione assures me that he wants to. The idiot has the courage to off lord Voldemort, but can't scrape up the courage to ask a girl, who's already snogged him, to a dance. I'll be wearing an emerald green dress with a tight bodice and a flaring skirt, a necklace with a green stone that he bought me two years ago, and my hair undone, because he likes it.

I'm pretty proud of Ron for asking Hermione. Alright, they have been together for a while, but I didn't think he had it in him to be romantic. I hope he marries her.

Anyway, quidditch has been going very well so far, and Slughorn introduced me to the whole Harpy team at the last party. I wasn't looking forward to the party, but it was honestly the luckiest evening of my life! They came to watch one of my games, and suddenly I have an appointment to try out for the team when I finish school. I'm obviously incredibly excited!

I will heal, Tom, and there's nothing you can ever do anymore to stop me.

Good night, and goodbye

Ginny