Correspondence

Chapter Two: Winter

Dear Harry,

Where are you? You haven't written to me in a week! This isn't like you. Please, send something to me that I know you're okay.

Love from your,

Ginny

The Daily Prophet

November 3, 1998

The Boy Who Lived, Quite Literally...

Harry Potter, The Boy Who Lived, was discovered dead today in a Dublin alley....

Dear Harry,

Where are you? You're not dead, Dad says so. Please come back.

Love from your,

Ginny

The Daily Prophet

November 6, 1998

Potter's Fiancée Denounces Press

Ginny Weasley, Harry Potter's supposed fiancée, released a statement to the press today stating that the body of the man found in Dublin is not that of the wizarding world's young hero.

"Such a statement without proof or confirmation is ridiculous!" she exploded to the assembled press...

Dear Harry,

I love you.

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Ginny

The Daily Prophet

November 10, 1998

Potter Still Missing

As the holidays approach, Harry Potter has not yet returned to England, and although the body of the man in Dublin was positively identified as Michael Connery, there are many in England who believe he's not coming back.

"He always was a bit of a strange one," Pansy Parkinson told The Daily Prophet. "I've always said he was barking mad...."

Dear Ginny,

I'm not dead. Hedwig's going to stay with you for a while, okay? I miss you terribly, and I love you more than I can say. There's no time to explain. Just trust me on this one.

Love from your,

Harry

The Daily Prophet

November 20, 1998

Christmas as Usual?

Ginny Weasley is continuing to prepare for holidays at home with the family as if The Boy Who Lived is returning. The Weasley family was unavailable for comment as to whether or not they had heard from Harry Potter...

Dear Harry,

If you think I'm going to put up with this for one minute longer, you've got another think coming! If I knew where you were, I'd come and skin you alive myself. This is just about the worst stunt you've ever performed.

Now, you either write to me and tell me what's going on, or you come and apologize to me in person, either way is acceptable. If not, I may never speak to you again.

Damn it, can't you see how worried I am? My heart is in a constant state of pain. I don't know where you are, how you are, and what you're doing. Please, take pity on me. I love you so...

Love from your,

Ginny

The Daily Prophet

November 30, 1998

Lethal Argument?

Loud bangs and clangs erupted from the home of Mr. Ronald Weasley and longtime girlfriend, Hermione Granger, this afternoon. Apparently no one was injured in the argument, but Ministry officials stated that they're looking into the cause of the eruption of magical power that supposedly rocked the house when Mr. Weasley lost his temper...

The Quibbler

November 30, 1998

Potter Missing, Or Just "Miss" ing?

Sources tell The Quibbler that Harry Potter was spotted on a street in the American city of Chicago last Tuesday, dressed as a woman and singing "Respect" at the top of his voice...

Dear Ginny,

There's no need for you to come find me, dearest. I'm still in England, I've just made myself... unavailable. I've been looking for an old enemy of mine (can't say much more here) with a group of old friends who've taken me into their confidence.

Ginny, I love you. No one else would put up with me the way that you do. I wish I could be there right now, telling you everything, holding you, but I can't. Not yet. The war isn't over yet.

Love from your,

Harry

The Daily Prophet

December 2, 1998

Warrant Reissued!

The Minister of Magic reissued the warrant for the arrest of Lucius and Draco Malfoy earlier this afternoon. When questioned of his motives, the Minister was noncommittal, and would only tell The Prophet, "The Ministry has it on high authority that these individuals are still alive, and at large. The public is not safe until we capture them..."

Dear Harry,

I'm not even going to ask anymore. I can't stand having you tell me that you can't. I suppose I could tell you what's new with my life.

The N.E.W.T.s are approaching fast, and I fear that I will never be ready. I feel a very typically Hermione-like panic attack settling in. If you were here, you'd tell me that I'm brilliant and that I shouldn't worry overmuch, so I have taken to telling myself that, but that doesn't stop me from waking up at three in the morning, trying to list the twelve uses of Norwegian Ridgeback hide in Potions.

The Christmas holidays should be lovely. Please tell me that you'll be there at The Burrow. It won't be the same without you, and I desperately need this, at least, to be the same.

Bill tells me in his letters that this feeling I'm having is called "growing up", and that my separation from you has changed me in good ways, but I can only do so much changing, my love. So, be home for the holidays this year, okay?

Love from your,

Ginny

The Quibbler

December 5, 1998

Death Eater Revolution! Or Evolution...

Sources tell The Quibbler that former members of the Dark Lord's entourage have taken to living on a island off of France, where they are working on their collective memoirs, which they hope to sell to a number of interested civilians, along with a unique bottle of perfume made just for them by one of their number. The cost of the perfume is reputed to be five Sickles per ounce...

Dear Ginny,

I'll be there.

Love from your,

Harry

Dear Harry,

I find myself missing you at odd moments. It's one of those odd moments right now, and though I know that you don't have the luxury of writing to me while you're on this Holy Quest of yours, I thought you might enjoy hearing from me, if I ever get the courage to send this letter.

Do you know when I first knew I loved you? Beyond, of course, the crush that I thought I had to live with. It was the beginning of sixth year, when you caught the Snitch before Charlie did. Coming out of that rosebush, there was this look of pure ecstasy on your face, and I thought to myself, "I want to be the one to put that look there." Little did I know that you would love me, as well. Oh, my heart nearly bursts at that memory.

How about our first kiss? You asked me if I ever thought of you kissing me... and I did! I still do. By my count it's been one month, twenty- three days and six hours since you've touched your lips to mine. That's a long while for a girl to go.

Christmas seems so much longer away than it ever has, even when I was a small child. This sounds so corny, but the only way I'll be happy this holiday is if you're there.

Love from your,

Ginny

The Quibbler

December 15, 1998

Potter Sighting!

The Boy Who Lives was spotted, sources say, just outside of Tokyo, selling Firewhiskey to under-aged wizards...

Dear Ginny,

I just got your letter. I wish I could tell you everything that's in my heart, but even if I did have the time, I don't think there's enough paper in the world. There's a pause now, so I might just get a chance to write you a decent letter.

You speak of Christmas being a long way away for you, but I think that it is even longer away for me. I'm trying my hardest to stay alive, because I know the consequences of me failing would be more horrible than I care to imagine. Ginny, there's so much more here than The Daily Prophet is reporting. I'm in danger every day, and it's only getting worse.

I know that if I made any sort of suggestion about breaking off our relationship, you would cut it down in an instant, and Ginny Weasley, thank Merlin for that. You're the rock that's keeping me centered through this whole thing.

You have no idea how much your previous letter cheered me up. Please, keep them coming. I have to leave again, and not half of what I want to say to you is said. I love you. Remember that.

Love from your,

Harry

Dear Harry,

Thank Merlin I just received your letter. I had this feeling that something terrible had happened, but I couldn't focus on anything. The future seems even more blurry than usual. Christmas is only two days away. Please stay alive for two more days.

Love from your,

Ginny

The Daily Prophet

December 24, 1998

One Dead, Two Injured in Post-Voldemort Death Eater Attack

Lucius Malfoy is dead at the hands of Harry Potter, says an official Ministry source. During an attempt to find this ex-Death Eater, Harry Potter stumbled upon his hideout and took on twenty of them to get to the mastermind behind the recent uprising attempts. Harry escaped with his life, but not uninjured. He is being cared for at St. Mungo's....

Dear Harry,

Get well soon. I'm sorry this one doesn't sing.

Apparently, because I'm not family, they won't let me in to see you. Your condition is too critical. Dad's trying to work things out.

When you get out, we're going to have to have a serious heart-to-heart talk about you risking your life like this.

Sorry about the smudging. I honestly tried not to cry.

I love you, you stupid git.

Love from your,

Ginny

Dear Ginny,

Thank you for the wonderful, wonderful Christmas gift, though I wish you had sent a card or a letter along with it. I'm going to frame it and hang it above my mantle when I get out of this place. New Year's has come and gone, and I'm still here! They won't let me out because I'm not stable. I'll tell them why I'm not stable! I haven't seen you in ages.

But I'm sure telling them that wouldn't be advantageous.

I know how you taste, I know how you smell, I know how you laugh, how you smile, but I want to see you again, if for no other reason than to convince myself that you really exist.

I've read, and reread, the letter that you sent me when I was first imprisoned. They've only recently let me have parchment and ink. Apparently I might try to kill myself. Just goes to show you the rubbish that they believe in here.

I'm going to have to see you again sometime. I miss you horribly.

Love from your,

Harry

The Quibbler

January 17, 1998

Potter Escapes Hospital!

According to a credible source, Harry Potter escaped from St. Mungo's yesterday....

The Daily Prophet

January 17, 1998

According to a credible source, Harry Potter escaped from St. Mungo's yesterday...

Dear Ginny,

Meet me in the passageway to Hogsmeade. You know the one.

Love from,

Harry

Dear Harry,

Seeing you again was wonderful! I've been on cloud nine all day, and I think Professor Black suspects something. Though I'm not entirely happy about you leaving St. Mungo's, I can understand your reasons now. Go to The Burrow, like I told you to. You'll be taken care of there, and nothing's going to be able to get to you.

I don't know what I'd do if I lost you. I just recently found out what I would do if something ever happened to you, so don't make me go through that again, all right?

Even though we didn't spend a great deal of our time talking, I want you to know that you owe me three hours' worth of kisses. I've written it down on a piece of paper, and it's there collecting interest right now. Pretty soon you'll owe me four hours' worth, and what are you going to do then?

Take care of yourself, Harry Potter. You're my heart.

Love from your,

Ginny

The Quibbler

January 19, 1998

Potter's Engagement Announced!

Although the press has been calling Ms. Ginny Weasley Harry Potter's fiancée for some time now, Mr. Potter recently made a statement to The Quibbler that tells a different story. "We're not engaged," he told reporters. When asked who he was really going to marry, he sighed and said, "Pansy Parkinson."

According to our source, this is very likely the truth...

Dear Ginny,

How many hours' worth am I up to now? Five? Six, perhaps? I'm just going to have to pay up, otherwise I'll spend the rest of my life kissing you. Not that that would be a bad thing.

Ron and Hermione had another argument, and this time they've decided to call the whole relationship off. For good, they say, but I doubt it.

Ginny, they've put me back on active duty. I don't know when I'll get a chance to write to you again. There's still someone out there that owes me a debt. Don't worry, I'll take care of myself. I would never want to hurt your heart.

Love from your,

Harry