Ginny Stories

With Taylor Six Years Old

I sat on the beach. July, 2002. I was just six years old, smart for my age. Best friends with Taylor Black. It was the sumer holidays and I was visiting Forks. Just back from swimming, on the towels on the sand Taylor was drawing something while I played with my bucket and spade. He was rambling on like four year olds do, about hillarious things nobody thought would ever happen. The subject of his choice was our future wedding day. "And then we'll eat cake and then we'll stay up really really late past our bed times!" he finished up and laughed. "Grown ups don't have bed times!" I glared at him. Don't judge me for glaring, I was six and hated when people said something wrong. "Cool!" Taylor yelled. "How do you know?" "The mermaids told me." I lied. Really, I had just seen. "Mermaids? Here?" his eyes widened. "No silly!" I laughed. "The mermaids in the lake at Alice's old school!" "Can I go there?" Taylor asked me, with a big cheesy grin. "You have to be able to do this!" I pointed at a rock and it turned into a big crab. "I can do that!" Taylor insisted. He pointed his finger at the sea. "See, I made it go all wavy!" "It's always like that!" I laughed at him. "I'll be great one day!" Taylor sighed and looked down at his stick person drawing. "You are great, just not all magical like I am." I reached over and patted his head like a dog. "Hey!" he waved my hands away. "You'll mess my hair up." he frowned. "You sound like a girl!" I teased. "I'm not a girl!" he shouted, crossing his arms. "How am I supposed to believe you?" I said, still teasing. "Because I don't look like one." "Then why do you have long hair?" I laughed. "Because I like long hair!" Taylor protested, scowling. "But I am a boy! I'm a boy because I like girls! HAH! You cant prove me wrong!" "Yes I can." I insisted. "You don't kiss girls." "I'll kiss you!" "Fine, close your eyes." He closed his eyes and stuck his lips out and I laughed silently. I picked up the crab I made earlier and pressed it to his lips. "YUCK!" he turnedhis head away in a snap. "You kissed a crab! You kissed a crap!" I teased. "I'm gonna get you!" Taylor yelled, and hopped up.

I hoped up too, and he chased me towards the sea.

Eight Years Old

December, 2004, I sat by the Christmas tree with Tayor. It was Christmas eve, I was eight, he was six. I was reading. I read at the lever of an eleven year old. He was trying to read too, but badly, so he kept talking. "I want a dog!" Taylor complained, for the tenth time in aboout a minute. "You have no room for one!" I told him. "Now get back to your book!" "I don't know this word." he pointed to the longest word on the cover. "Sound it out." I insisted, like I had been for ages. "Pah-ee-los-o-pa-hur's" he said. "Did I do it?" "Philosophers." I corrected him. "But there are no F's in it!" "P-h can sound like F sometimes." I told him. "This is too strange!" he put the book down. "The books you like a weird." "Fine, we don't have to read." I told him and I put a book mark in my own book. "What do you want to do?" "Hmmm ..." Taylor thought for a second, chewing on his lip. "I wanna run away!" "Why?" "Because my mean daddy wont let me have a dog!" Taylor whinged. "You don't have room for one!" I told him. "Where would you even go?" "I'd hide in your bag when you go home to Lunny-din." Taylor said proudly. "I'd just get everyone to use their wands and send you home." I grinned devilishly. "You said magic can't make people go places!" Taylor laughed. "You just lied!" "Well you'd be so scared everyone was going to turn you into a frog, you'd go home anyway!" I smirked. "You told me they were nice!" he frowned at me. "So I wont run away." "Fine. Can I get back to my book now? They were just about to get this reward thing for saving their school." "I don't like reading." Taylor groaned. "Can you just tell me a story? Tell me about the famous guy again! The person everyone over in Lunny-din knows about!" "Fine." I sighed. "There's this awesome person who is nine now, and he saved the world without even knowing he was doing it. The End." "No fair!" Taylor protested. "I want the whole story!" So I sighed. After I told him the whole story we spent a while making up funny stories that could happen as timw would go on.

Thirteen Years Old

It was March 4th, 2009. Mine and Taylor's shared birthday. He sat by the mail box most of the

day, expecting a letter that wouldn't arrive. "Face it, it's not coming!" I told him. "You're just not like me." "But it's my birthday!" Taylor complained. "That's when everyone else gets it!" "No it's not." I sighed. "It's March, Taylor. They arrive in July. To people who actually have powers and to people who actually live in the same country as the school." "Oh." Taylor said. "Well I can dream, can't I?" "Yeah, you can." I grinned. "Like I can dream that Ginny and my brothers are all having fun it their school right now, laughing, hexing, messing around with potions and stuff. But I know it isn't true." "Why?" Taylor looked at me, looking slightly sadder now. "Isn't it true?" "No." I shook my head. "In Alice's last email she told me Ray's best friend, a guy I used to tell you about, is in trouble. She says a big thing is going on in the school and it's like a really big deal and stuff. But it's dangerous and everyone is scared for him." "That's sad." Taylor sighed. "But don't worry. He saved the world when he was one, remember?" "Yeah, but why are we sad? We know if something happens over there, my brothers are gonna kick some ass!" "Yeah!" Taylor laughed. "Bet if I was over there, I'd be just as awesome." "Oh yeah?" I raised my eyebrows. "Well, since Ray's been over there, he's gotten hit in the head with a club and lived, killed a giant troll, helped save Ginny's life and risked his own life for his friends, multiple times." "Oh ..." Taylor looked down. "Yeah, nevermind. I'm happy over here. Without magic. And a dangerous school." "Yeah, you're safer over here." I smiled. "So, how about we stop waiting around by the mail box, and go do something useful?" I asked. "Or we could actually do something fun?" "Like what?" "I dunno." Taylor shrugged. "Movie? Bring any good DVD's with you?" "Well ..." I pointed my finger at my hand, summoning the DVD from my case in my bedroom as Bill's. "This?" "Oh god, do we have too?" he groaned. "Only girls like that." "Fine." I shrugged. "We could always watch what we watched yesterday?" "NO!" Taylor shouted. "I mean, no. No offence, but when the dude dies at the end, you kinda scream really loud." "First off, his name is not "the dude", it's SIRIUS, and secondy, he is a perfect and wonderful person. Wouldn't you cry if someone died?" I yelled. "Not in a movie." Taylor shrugged. "You're such a guy!" I laughed, giving him a nudge. "Oh who cares." "So no movie then?" I asked. "No no, we'll watch your movie, I'll just bring a bucket to be sick into." He laughed and I laughed.

Fifteen Years Old

It was July 15th, 2011, as I walked out of the cinema with Taylor. He was frowning, still confused by the movie we had seen and he was unsure why I was crying so much. We were waiting for my dad to come collect us. "Come on, it's just a movie!" he said. "Why do you watch it, if you're going to cry?" "It's the end of an era!" I wailed, like a five year old. "You love the series too, you're always reading the books." "I know, but you were crying the whole time!" Taylor frowned. "People were DYING the whole time!" I yelled. "It was just DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE, no one even stopping to cry. It showed it like it was the most natural thing in the world! And it's not, it's just NOT!" "But it worked out okay in the end?" Taylor tried to cheer me up. "Yeah, but it's still over for good." I sighed. "And I still don't know how they can just kill people like that. I've lived through death and almost death, and it's not like that." "Look." Taylor paused, acting like someone twice his age, putting his hand on my shoulder. "I know half the people you know and love have almost died and that's hard for you, but that doesn't mean you need to cry over the deaths of characters in a movie. It's not real." "It's real to me." I sighed, wiping my eyes. "And my family have nothing to do with this, I've grown to love all of them and it's like my childhood is ending here." "Hey look on the bright side, those other movies you like don't end until next year." "Yeah, but the story is nothing like this. Sure, happy endings are in both, but no one dies in those movies. Well, except bad guys and one good guy." "Whatever you say." Taylor shrugged. "You know that bad guy is just like a teenage girl. He has a tiara, a ring, a diary, a special pet he adores and an obsession with a famous teenage boy." "Yeah I guess he is." That made me laugh just a little bit. "Hey look, it's your dad." he pointed to the police car approaching us. When it stopped we got in. "Enjoy yourselves?" Bill asked. "Yeah." said Taylor. "I guess." I sighed. "I gotcha." Bill said. "Sad it's ended?" I couldn't speak. "She almost blew up, she was crying so much." "She did that during the book too." Bill nodded. So lets get home, it's late." That was true. It was late. Almost three am, I had insisted going to the midnight veiwing. When Bill drove to Taylor's place, surprisingly Taylor hugged me beofre getting out of the car. "I'll see you tomorrow or whatever. Try cheer up." he said. I smiled.

With Virginnia Six Years Old

"I wanna go to Florida with you!" Virginnia whinged. "It's not fail you get to go and have all the fun when it's really hot and sunny and I'm stick here with all this boring stuff!" "I want you to come too." I said. "But Alice said no. And anyway, I'm going to Forks after. You wouldn't like Forks." "I like Bill." Virginnia said thoughtfully. "And Taylor sounds very nice." "Taylor?" I asked. "Taylor is funny. He's so young though." "We're the young ones here." Virginnia reminded me. "It's good being the oldest sometimes." I said. "I can boss people, well just Taylor, around." "You're so lucky!" Virginnia sighed and sat down on the side of her bed. "No, I just have more than one family." "You're lucky in every way though! You can do magic whenever you want, without a wand! You're already being taught by Allan!" "Professor Olivander scares me sometimes." Iadmitted. That was what I had to call Allan then. "The way he talks about dark magic is all ... weirdy. It's like he likes it!" "Yeah!" Virginna laughed for a second. "But remember what daddy said." She cleared he thrat, stood up and put on a silly guy voice. "'I would trust Aro Gambit with my life and if he trusts Allan, I trust Allan!'" We both fell about laughing. Aro Gambit was the Headmaster of the magic school I never got to go to. He was almost killed a year before the huge war. There were many tears when everyone thought he was dead. I had met him many times and during my summer visits during the war he seemed right on top of things. "Mommy says magic Harry's parents went to school with Allan." Virginnia said. "Magic Harry?" I asked, puzzled. "Yeah! You know him, I call him magic Harry because he saved our world!" Virginnia then sighed and a dazed look came over her. "When we start at school he'll be in his second year and I swear I'm gonna marry him some day!" Virginnia always fantisized about that. Her dream actually came true. "Just like you'll marry Taylor!" she burst into a fit of giggles. "Eeewww!" I shrieked. "No way! Never ever ever!" "I know!" Virginnia howled with laughter. "I just like to make you say that!" But little did I know, she was right about both mine and her future husbands.

Eight Years Old

"Ginny!" Virginna laughed as I got out of Kevin's car. "I missed you!" she said, hugging me tight. "I missed you too." I said. I had just come back from Forks. "Guess what? Carl and Rick just got home from their first year at school! Everyone already loves them, they pulled so many pranks!" she laughed. "They blew up a toilet on their first day!" "Awesome!" I laughed. "I cant wait to go! I can already do every spell with my finger, but I want to go for everything else! The dorms, the lounge rooms, the feasts!" "There's GHOSTS!" Virginnia told me excitedly. "Chris never told us everything! There's this one ghost who has no head and there's this one ghost who keeps pulling pranks and there's this one ghost that sings everything he says!" "Cool! I like ghosts." I said. "Are there any zombies? Vampires? Pirates?"

"Nope, but there are little dwarf things that work there during the night!" Virginnia grinned at me. "There's this one called Ickles, and he kept sneaking into their dorm and giving them food!" "Woah ... room service ..." I breathed. "I wish it was time for us to go!" I sighed. "Ray's been saying that too!" Virginnia said. "Lets go ask why we have to wait!" she suggested. "Okay!" I grinned and we ran right up to Alice. "Mum, why do we have to wait until we're eleven to go to school?" Virginnia asked in her sweetest voice. "We're clever enough to go, aren't we?" "Well yes, you are." Alice nodded and smiled. "But the thing is, magic can be dangerous sometimes." "Okay." Virginnia and I sighed at the same time. "Maybe we can stow away in Carl and Rick's bags next year?" Virginnia suggested. "That wont work." I sighed. "Taylor was going to do that to me when I was coming back here." "It might work for us." Virginnia shrugged. "You never know."

Ten Years Old

"Good luck." Virginnia and I said at the same tome to the mysterious boy who asked for our help. "So polite." Alice smiled. "MUM!" Carl screamed. "MUM THAT WAS-" "HARRY PUCY!" Rick finished. "THE Harry Pucy?" Virginnia shrieked. "You mean the third chosen one known to this centuary? The Harry Pucy who saved our world, Harry Pucy?" "The very one little sis!" Rick grinned. "Oh can I go see him?" Virginnia begged. "Please?" "I'm sure he has enough peole staring." Alice said. "Don't bother him." "He's looking out the window at us." I said. "Hi Harry!" I called to him. "Hello!" he called back. "I'll marry that boy one day." Virginnia said quietly to me. "I think he heard you." I whispered to her, because of the way he was staring. "Inside joke." Virginnia called. "Don't mine her Harry, she's totallu obsessed with you and-" Virginnia clapped her hand over her mouth. "AH! You hand licker!" she scowled at me as I laughed. "I haven't thought about marriage yet, but I'm sure you're very nice." Harry laughed. "Are you two not coming to school?" "We're not old enough." I said, because Virginnia was breathing fast with a huge grin. "Well I'll see you two when you do come!" he grinned. "Look at that, you got yourself some mates already!" said Carl. "You two should be on that train." Alice warned. "It was lovely to have met you dear." she smiled up at Harry. "Lovely to meet you too." he called back as Carl and Rick got on the train. Then just seconds after they got on, the train started moving. Virginnia ran along with the train. "Fairwell Harry! Third chosen one of the centuary, saviour of our world!" she called as she ran.

"Yeah, see you next year!" he called and then the train sped out of sight. "I'll marry him some day." Virginnia said again. "You might." I laughed. "He said 'see you', so of course that means he'll propose any day now." "Don't make fun!" said Virginnia. "He's famous, of course I'm going to think he's amazing!" "Yup, sure, whatever." I said, still laughing.

Eleven Years Old

"I'll miss you so, so much." Virginnia whispered. "I'll miss you too." I sighed. "Mum, can I come to the airport?" Virginnia asked as she let go of me. "I don't see why not." Alice said. On the way to meet Lauren at the airport, so her and I could fly to Florida, Virginnia and I said a long goodbye in the car. "Don't forget to marry Harry." I giggled through my tears. "Don't forget to have enough fun for two of us." she giggled back. "But I don't see why you have to go." "Because." I sighed. "It's barely even safe for you guys who use wands for amazing spells and everything. But for me it would be a death trap. You know what happened Ray. We both do." "But it could be over." Virginna said. "The bad guy lost again." "He's the chosen one though!" I said. "Harry is, that is. Trouble never leaves the chosen one. You heard what Harry said, that te black stuff flew away. So he's still out there somewhere. The bad guy that is." "You;re right." Virginnia sighed. "You're always right." "And I'm right when I say stop running away shy when Harry speaks to you!" "It startles me is all!" Virginnia giggled now. "He's famous! You tell me you wouldn't do the same if ... I don't know, Rupert Grint said hello to you!" "That's different!" I insisted. "Rupert Grint is an actor! A movie star! An amazing ... perfect ... brilliant movie star! Harry just saved out world." "Yeah I know, I just get so shy." she blushed. "You weren't shy last year!" "Yeah, but now he's in our house! He's best friends with three of our brothers!" Virginnia sighed. "But promise me you'll try talk to him? Or at least be around him without dropping something or falling over or sticking your elbow in the butter dish?" "Fine." Virginnia smiled at me. "I promise." "And you'll keep that promise?" "Always."

Twelve Years Old

"Ginny!" I screamed, jumping out of the car, bags forgotten as I ran to hug her. "Tell me

everything! What happened? Are you okay? Is the guy dead? Is everything destroyed?" "I'll tell you when we get inside." Virginnia promised as she unclapsed my hands from around her. We got my bags into the inn that they were staying in, since it was just a week before school was sue to start for her. I would be going with them to the station and going home later that day, returning to my own year at school slughtly late. "So?" I asked as we walked up the stairs. "Well after I was pulled into the place and was unconcious, nothing happened to me. I was barely alive. Then after a long long time I woke up and I was scared, but Harry had gotten rid of everything, destroyed what kept me there." "Harry?" I asked. "Harry, again? "Yes, he was very brave. He's a hero." she sighed. "He's staying here, now! So is one of mine and Ray's and Harry's other friends. Her name is Emily." "The one from all your letters?" I asked. "Yep!" Virginnia said happily. "All of us are here." "I cant wait to meet Harry properly." I said. "And Emily." "You will as soon as we go downstairs!" Virginnia laughed. "Just one thing, don't be scared, but three prisoners escaped from wizard jail." "Oh. Starnge. I thought no one could get out of that place?" I frowned. "Nobody knows how." she shrugged. "How's Florida? Forks? Did you see the newest two movies?" "Florida is hot, fun, the usual. Forks the same as always. Yeah, I saw both movies. I cried during both. I cant believe how like the books they are!" I said. "I know!" Virginnia laughed. "Wasn't Taylor amazing?" "What?" I asked, confused. "Taylor Lautner." she said. "Oh yeah, he was. But I was more into Rupert Grint in the other movie." "You would be." Virginnia grinned. "Let's go downstairs!" she laughed. So together we went downstairs and met everyone. I had never been happier to visit anywhere in my life.

Thirteen Years Old

"Stuff happened again?" I asked. "Why did you wait until now to tell me?" I asked. "I wanted you to be somewhere fun when you found out." Virgnnia shrugged. "No where funner than here!" That was sure. We were camping out at a huge wizard world wide event. "But he escaped okay?" I confirmed. "I mean, he wasn't caught or anything? He's safe, alive?" "Of course." Virginnia said. "You two talking about Recivus?" Harry asked. "Yeah." Virginnia grinned at him. "Ginny was just worried is all." "Thanks for thr concern!" Harry smiled. "But everyone got out alive, again. Well, Ray will have a nasty scar, but nothing worse." "That's good." I said. "Speaking of Ray, when is he planning on getting his hair cut? Its half way

to his shoulders!" I said, when Virginnia and I were alone talking again. "No idea." she laughed. "Maybe he's trying to pull a Taylor!" we both laughed. "Everyone's hair is long though! Ray, Harry, Carl, Rick!" I laughed. "Harry's isn't as had as the others." "I guess not." I shrugged. "Oh well." Virginnia said. "You going to the new movie in November?" "Wouldn't miss it!" I said. "Wouoldn't miss what?" Emily asked, coming up behind us. "New movie this November." I told her. "Oh, that? They're showing it in the great hall for everyone who signed up for it. I'm not going. Personally, I think Robert is a traitor." "He is not!" said Virginnia. "He has a right to work on both movies!" I added. "Just because most people either love one series or the other." "Yeah I know, just my opinion." Emily shrugged, before walking off. "That is the one thing she's got wrong." said Virginnia. "Fully." I agreed.

Fourteen Years Old

"So he's definetly alive?" I sighed. "Both of them, I mean." "Yeah." said Virginnia. "Luckily Ed survived, but unluckily the spell worked, so so did Wackamur." Wackamur was the bad guy we often discussed. "But no one believes it." "No fair!" I yelled. "He's back, I know he's back!" "That's what I said too." Virginnia sighed. "But look on the bright side, second last movie is out. Did you see it?" "Yeah." I said. "I saw that and the newest important movie. I could barely see through my tears." "Yeah, me too." Virginnia sighed. Something seemed off about us. "I'm sorry, I just can't seem to act normally over here, since the Wackamur news got to me." I sighed. "Yeah, me too ..." Virginnia looked down. "I sang to Harry the other day." she tried to lighten the mood. "He didn't get what I was trying to say though, thought it was just a random song I picked." "Guys are stupid." I sighed. "They're awesome, but stupid." "Yeah." Virginnia laughed slightly. "So, Harry nearly got expelled, crazy huh?" "Yeah, mad." I laughed. "At least I finally get to meet Recivus!" I grinned. "Yeah, you'll get to meet Ralph soon too! And Professor Olivander will be here too. No one likes him, he's horrid to us all since Harry arrived." Virginnia frowned at the end. "Oh well, he's getting old." I joked. "Yeah, he is." Virginnia laughed.

Fifteen Years Old

"I can't believe he's really back, publicly now." I sighed, sitting on the couch beside Virginnia. "I know." she sighed. "It's so ... different." "Quiet, you mean. Now we don't have another place to go, a headquaters like. We're stuck at home because of him." I frowned. "It's really starting to kick in now. This is huge, there's going to be an actual war." "And now everyone believes Wackamur is back, everyone's claiming to have seen him walking past their houses and everything! They don't even know what he looks like!" Virginnia complained. "What does he look like?" I asked. "Horrid." Virginnia shuddered. "Scaley, ugly, pink skin, small ears, grey eyes. No hair, no lips and one fat nose." "Sounds like a vomit man." I shuddred. "He's scary up close. Fighting him was just ... ugh." "Do you think anyone is going to die?" I asked. "I don't know." she sighed. "But two almost deaths isn't great either." "Oh cheer up girls!" said Dora, walking in. "Just be glad no one has actually died yet." "Don't say yet." I pleaded. "I'm terrified here! I've seen what wars in movies are like. So realistic I feel like the people dying are my own family. Just this month I cried like the movie I watched was actually happening to me." "What if that many people die on us?" Virginnia said almost in a whisper. "Don't worry." Dora put one arm around each of us. "We're strong. Aro wont let anything happen to us anyway. He's the only one Wackamur actualy fears you know." "I just hope it's enough." I sighed.

Sixteen-Seventeen Years Old

Dear Ginny, I wish I could come over but I know it's too dangerous. I heard about what happened to Aro. I heard how Allan caused it. I'm scared. I wish I could do something to help. This was an even closer shave. I hope you enjoy Joey and Flower's wedding and I'm so sad I can't be there to see my oldest brother finally get married. It kills me. I'm happy you and Harry finally got together though. It took you long enough. You kept your promise, didn't you? I wish I was over there with you. Miss you and hope to see you again, Love, Ginny. Dear Ginny, The danger is more than imaginable. At least Aro is alive, but he's still

not aloud back to control the school. Don't wish you could help, you're helping me just by writing. The wedding is in just two days and the minister has already visited to ensure Harry is safe. Arthur almost died transpoting Harry over, we were attacked in the sky, but we won the mini fight. I was terrified for everyone. Carl lost a finger. Yes, I did keep my promise, looking on the bright sdie, haha. When this is all over you can come over whenever you want. You could even move back. Hope, no, I KNOW I'll see you again, Love, Ginny. Dear Ginny, How was the wedding? Lauren is asking heaps about everything that's going on. Tell Carl I hope he's okay aftet the finger loss. Over here Oisn is travelling more and more, Lauren being stuck with me, but there's no troubles here. I just realsied, you actually haven't kept your promise. You always said you would marry Harry one day. But at least you kept one of the promises. I cant wait until the day comes and the war ends. Love, Ginny. Dear Ginny, During the wedding reception we had a warning and the bad guys took over the ministry. The minister is dead. I haven't heard from Harry, Emily or Ray in weeks. School starts tomorrow and I'm scared of what it will be like with Professor Olivander as the Headmaster. I have a feeling it will be like prison. I hope your life is much better than ours. By the way, Dora is going to have a baby. She would write to you herself but her and Ralph are very bust at the moment. I can't get out of the house as you've noticed, to sent the letters anymore so I'm using my owl, Dash. Now we're both using birds! But the owls are being intercepted more and more, so be careful what you write. I know you don't use owls, but every bird carrying a letter I mean. The ministry are rounding up anyone below half blood status, so I'm hoping Emily will be safe. They also have wanted posters of Harry, everywhere. They want to give him the death sentace for the one thing our new ruler sees he has done wrong: Lived. Some day this will be over and I'll finally see you again.

Love, Ginny. Dear Ginny, Please, please, PLEASE let then be okay. I get the thing about what they're doing to the birds, so I'll be careful. Nothing in that letter is fair, but the part about Ralph and Dora. I wish them all the best in everything they do and I hope they live long, happy lives with that child in a world that it safe. But how is that preganacy working out? With Ralph being part vampire and part werewolf, that is. I'm so sorry the wedding was ruined and I'm sorry Harry was pulled away from you so soon after you finally got him. When this war ends I'll savour every second I have with all of you, knowing that in this world, nothing is definite. I will see you. I will I will I will! Love, Ginny. Dear Ginny, Things get worse by the day. Day is even starting to look like night. Dora's pregnancy is working out well, she's just a little more tiered that normal. It helps in the fact that she is a shape shifter, so she's strong. School is exactly like I thought it would be. I'm sorry I've been taking so long to reply, things are though. They haven't put up any Halloween decorations at all, and I've shown you the pictures of how the school usually looks. We hardly even see Olivander. He spends most of his time hidden away in his office. But there are two new members of staff you need to watch out for. They do his patrols for him. Things will turn out well, I promise, even though they look hopelss. Love, Ginny. Dear Ginny, If we could swap places I'd do it in a heartbeat. You've had to go through years of this strangeness and I haven't. I want to save you. I want to save all of you. I want this to be over for you. The Halloween thing is no fair! I though that everyone being so dark and creepy lately, would be a real factor in wanting to put up scary things. But there is one thing you need to remember. Cough, cough. Ginny you're not alone, cause you're here with me, and nothing's ever gonna take us down cause nothing can keep me from loving you, and you know it's true, it don't matter what it'll come to be, our love is all we need, to make it through.

Okay so I may not be there with you, but my heart is with all of you and you're all with me, wherever I go. Love, Ginny. Dear Ginny, I wouldn't wish it on you, to swap. But I love the way you offered. It just shows someone out there cares about us, the ones stuck in this hell we're living. I love those lyrics, I love that song. I loved it when we used to sing it together. About the decoration thing, I know right? Again, I'm sorry I haven't been writing. You know how it is. So how was the last movie of the saga? I think you should know that Luna was kidnapped at Christmas and we haven't seen her since. Cory has been missing since the wedding, him and Jimmy are missing. Hint hint, wink wink. I miss you day by day. Love, Ginny. Dear Ginny, I hope you find Luna! Now I'm even more worried. And gotcha about Cory and Jimmy. The last movie was cool, so worth the wait. I'll get it for you on DVD and send it when the war is over. It's fine about the writing thing, don't worry. I know how it is over there. Don't rush if you don't have the time or anything to write. Bill, Lauren and Oisn wish the best for you. Love, Ginny Dear Ginny, I'm sorry I didn't write for months. Olivander banned writing home. But I can write now. It's over. It's actually over! But something bad happened. Dora was going to stay home to look after Jimmy, her son who she named after her father, but instead she came to fight with Ralph. She died. The funeral is next week. I'm so upset, I cried until my tears ran dry. What happened witht he war, was that Harry, Ray and Emily came to the school for something and so did Wackamur, so everyone faugt against him and his army and we won. Wackamur is dead. Oh, guess what? Harry and I got engaged! And apparently while they were all away, so did Ray and Emily! The wedding is in a month.And

yesteday she founf out she was pregnant. But she still faught for us, despite. For a while we thought Harry was dead, but for the third time, by some strange magic, he came back to life. You can come visit any time now. Or move back! I'll be at home in a few days too, so you'll be able to call. Oh yeah, and Aro is Headmaster again, so next year, my last year, will be normal! I knew we could do it, I knew it would end, I knew we could win! Love, Ginny Dear Ginny, I have never been happier for anyone! I'm sorry it's taken a few days to write back, I was crying over Dora and couldn't muster up the energy to write. At least baby Jimmy still has Ralph, though. Oh yeah, and OMG OMG OMG OMJ! CONRATS!!!! FINALLY!!!! Oh yeah, and same with Ray and Emily, haha! About moving back, I just cant do it. I'd be intruding on all your happiness, but I'll visit, as soon as I can, I will. But in a few months I'm moving to Forks anyway, so I'll be busy. I'm so happy Aro got his job back too, if I wasn't moving I would come over there for your last year, and we could do it together. I told you I'd see you again, ALIVE obviously! Love, Ginny.

With All The Wolfbanes, Friends, Professors, ETC. Four Years Old
"Now repeat after me, Fervuntor." Professor Olivander said for the fifth time that lesson. They were trying to see if I could use a wand as well as my finger. "Fervuntor." I said, but nothing happened to the orange I was trying to turn into an apple. "Well, looks like no wand use for her." said Olivander to Alice. "But I will be happy to help out with a fw finger tips." he smiled. It was common for him to smile back then, because he didn't have to look at Harry every day, and he hated Harry. Then he started to hate anyone who had anything to do with Harry. "Now, try this." using his magic finger, he turned the orange itno an apple. "Change it back." I pointed my finger at the apple and truend it into an ice cream. "I said change it back." Olivander frowned. "I don't want to make it an orange again, I don't like them. But I love ive cream!" I grinned. "Yes, ice cream is the nicer choice." Olivander laughed, which he never does now. "Well it looks

like our hour is up, but I'll be back next week at the same time." he said to Alice. "Alright, thank you very much Allan." she smiled. When he left she turned to me. "Why don't you turn another orange into an ce cream, and sahre with Ray?" "No need." I smiled sweetly. I pointed my finger at the table and another one just appeared. "Wow ... we cant do that with wands!" Alice laughed. "Why do I have to share with Ray?" I asked. "Where's Ginny?" "She's out with Kevin and Chris." Alice smiled down at me. "She'll be back soon enough." "Okay!" I chirped, and headed into the livingroom to Ray witht the two ice creams. "Here!" I said to him, handing him one. "Yuum!" he said and began licking away at it, without thanking me. But who could blame him? A five year old confronted with ice cream and all. We both finished our ice creams and then Ray turned to me. "Lets go chanse gnomes!" he laughed. Our garden was full of gnomes that Carl and Rick constantly kept on their toes, and occasionally the rest of us would chase them too. "Cool!" I laughed and we ran outside. We ran roaund and round, picking up gnomes, throwing them to each other. The gnomes didn't like this, but Alice and Kevin hated the gnomes and thought if we treated them badly enough they would leave. Gnomes were rude, always saying nasty things and they were ugly and tiny. Some of them bit, too. Afterwards we laughed for ages before Alice made us change into clean clothes, as we had fallen and stumbled as we chased the gnomes round and round.

Six Years Old

"WOW WOW WOW WOW WOW!" I said, running round and round the great hall of the magic school.