I'm not as think as you drunk I am.

Dear Harry,

Gee, thanks for reminder of all the warm fuzzy moments we've shared together. Perhaps you can slip an electric eel into the bath when I'm taking a shower. That way my hair will stand on edge with a frizz all day.

And of course I went out for the seeker position on the team. It's not exactly like you were in a position to complain about it. Now were you? But still, it's very sweet that you remember me from when you first went to Hogwarts. I never thought I'd made that much of an impression on you.

I never had detention with the fat cow, but I did hear about that quill from a friend of Michael's. I can't believe she got away with using something like that. I wouldn't be surprised to find out it's got a bit of dark magic in it. At the very least it should be made illegal. But for what it's worth, I can't notice any sort of scarring on your hand, so on the positive side, the effects aren't permanent.

Now, as for what you said about being with me versus not being with me. Thank you for caring so much about me that you don't want to cause me any pain. That does mean a lot to me. I certainly appreciate with everything that you've been through that you don't want to see anyone else get hurt. And I'm flattered to know you consider me someone important enough that I warrant a place on the list of people you care about.

However, you are a selfish, moronic, self-indulgent, deluded, unappreciative, self-centered, Gilderoy Lockhart wanna-be, pig-headed, idiotic, thoughtless, moronic, bigger prat then any of my brothers, foolish, stupid, cold-hearted, swill swimming, bone-headed fool if you think that the best way you can go through your life is alone.

Harry, don't you understand that if we go through our lives alone, then Voldemort wins? That's what he wants, for us to live in fear. To be so afraid we paralyzed to the point of indecision. That's why I gave up on you and started dating Michael, that's why I ragged on Ron about being interested in Dean. We may only be teenagers Harry, and not know everything of what's out there in the world, but we deserve to live our lives and act like the impudent, care-free teenagers we're supposed to be.

What's the point of all this effort, of expending all this energy, of feeling all this anguish, of defeating Voldemort if we don't have something to look forward to when it's all over? What's the point if we don't have the warm memories to cherish when we're feeling down and alone as we dreg ourselves through every bleak and weary day we're bound to find ourselves dealing with?

Ok, so maybe you haven't been in the best position to understand what it means to live a truly happy life, but that doesn't mean you should stop now. I mean, look at Sirius, cooped up in that dreary mansion for months on end, all alone and even though we were there because Dad was in hospital, he still found time to be alive. How many depressed people would come up with a song like 'God rest ye merry Hippogriffs'?

And you know what? If mum hurt you when Ron and Hermione got a party for being named prefects and you got nothing at all, you should tell her that. I'm positive I'm spot on about this. You're allowed to be selfish once in a while Harry. You're allowed to say, "What about me?" Who cares if Ron or Hermione think. They obviously weren't so loyal to their friend that they automatically turned down their badges when you weren't offered one.

Harry, if you're destined to face Voldemort, then please, try and find time for happiness. Try and find time for some happy memories. Spend time being joyous and merry. I know it seems difficult and hypocritical given everything that's happened to you, but don't make Sirius' death a vain and empty one. Don't do that to Cedric, and please don't do that to your parents.

Take it from someone who does know what it's like to be loved by her parents, it's the most wonderful thing in the world, and part of that love is knowing they want what is best for you. And if something makes you happy then they want to be happy for you.

So be happy for yourself Harry, but be happy for them as well. Live the life they'd want you to have.

This is going to sound so pretentious and pompous coming from me, given the letters I've written and the fool I've made of myself over the years. But Harry, you need to find yourself a girl to snog. Snog Hermione, snog Lavender, snog Parvati, snog Luna...actually don't snog Luna, you don't have that great a track record with Ravenclaws and they aren't great kissers, but snog Susan Bones, snog Katie Bell, snog Hannah Abbot, snog ME I'm right down the stairs from you! We aren't all like Cho you know, we aren't all weepy and wishy-washy all the time.

Oh for Merlin's sake, I need therapy. I'm telling you not all girls are weepy and emotional all the time and I can't even write you a single, simple letter without getting hysterical. I'm sorry Harry, I guess I won't be going back to Hogwarts in September, I need to be sent to St.Mungo's for observation.

I'll stop this now as I seem to be incapable of any form of rational communication.

Ginny

Dear Ginny,

Ok, you win. I give up. I can see I'm not going to dissuade from getting me to open up. Name the time and place and you can have your way with me.

Harry

Dear Harry,

Are you being serious, sarcastic or just a complete and utter prat? Do you honestly think I want some kind of hollow victory where I get what I want just because your tired of trying to defend yourself or don't think you can get your way? If that's what you're saying Harry then you haven't been paying attention to anything at all.

I don't need you to do anything because you think I want you to do it. You have to want to live your life Harry, you have to go after the things you want. Don't give in to me because it's the easier thing to do. It's just as disrespectful to you as it is to me and I'm not about to stand for it.

I may be more subtle with my brothers about what I expect from them but don't think I'm going to be so quiet when it comes to my thinking about the size of your prathood! At this point I'm of the opinion it's bigger then your broomstick! And when it comes to the size of a guy's prathood, size isn't a good thing.

How about less self-pity and crying to the world of "Oh woe is me for my life is total despair!" and more looking at the world as something to enjoy? I'll bet you never even considered that. Fine, if you're too dense after all of these exchanges with have to pick up on that, then I wash my hands of you. I'm done and through with you. Suffer your miserable little life for all it's worth Harry, you'll be doing it alone. Next year I'll make sure Mum doesn't try and convince Dumbledore to have you come stay with us. I'd hate for you to feel burdened or obligated to us for anything.

The Girl Who Knows More About Living Life Then The Prat-Who-Sobbed

Ginny

Ginny,

In case you never noticed, I'm not very good with expressing the more pleasant emotions. Lets face it, you know as well as I do that if I'm not playing quidditch I don't have much to feel happy about.

I have a long way to go before I become such a master of self-expression as you've become.

I don't do love and affection very well. I haven't received that much of it in my life and with all due respect Ginny, I don't think the way you've been showing it to me is what's considered normal. It's different, unique and innovative, but I know enough to know it isn't normal.

I suspect I'm going to be very clumsy about all this for a long time. I can only hope you can rein in your temper and try to be patient with me while I figure all this out.

I won't promise you anything Ginny, like I've said before, I'm not sure I have to promise anything beyond today. But I reckon if you're obstinate to put up with me through everything that's happened so far, then maybe I should have the strength and courage to try and do the same.

That being said,

I'm sorry if you took my last note the wrong way. I didn't mean for it to come across as sounding like I was giving up or giving in or crying out to the world, "Here I am world, come and get me!"

What I meant to say was that you are the most obstinate, stubborn, courageous, caring, dedicated pain in the rear I've ever met. I'm insanely jealous you have a more successful love life then I do. And you know what's worse? I don't have a problem with you being with Dean. I meant what I said about him being a good friend and a great guy. But right now the idea of him coming within ten feet of you irritates me to no end and I can't think of anything but hexing him across the room.

You've hooked me Ginny, and I can't seem to break away from you. I'm not professing love, affection or that we get your mum to start planning our wedding. You two haven't already planned it have you? But maybe, just maybe, if you're willing, I'd like to give us a try.

There's a voice in my head that's still shouting I shouldn't do this, but I want to need you Ginny. I want someone in my life I can look forward to sharing myself with, and I'd like that someone to be you.

I like that we can share our thoughts and feelings with each other like this. I like that you've managed to keep me from retreating into myself like I did so many times over the last year. I want to keep sharing myself with you, if you'll let me.

I'm sorry for being a prat. I'll work on cutting my prathood down to a more reasonable size. But admit it, you do like it when I'm a little bit of a prat? Don't you? Just a little bit? I knew it! I knew you did.

That's all I'm going to say now Ginny. If you want nothing more to do with me, I understand. I haven't been fair to you, or anyone else but I'm going to do better. I promise. If you want to give me a second chance, then I'll take whatever you're willing to give me.

Oh, and watch out for that green-eyed, raven haired boy with the lightning bolt scar I've asked to give this to you. I think he's working up the courage to kiss you when he hands you the journal.

Harry

Harry,

Oh my. Harry, where in the world did you learn to kiss like that? If this isn't feeling weak in the knees I don't know what is. Meet me in the paddock after dinner, we have a lot to talk about.

Ginny