To Harry


Harry,
I know we said that writing and sending messages through owls would be dangerous, but it's been so long since I last spoke with you that I'm beginning to forget what your voice sounds like. While a letter through an owl won't help that, it will ease the constant worry that I live through. I'm getting frustrated, being locked away in this hideout, away from school. I know its technically more safe here, but I'd rather be at school with Neville, teaching DAs and not hiding like a frightened child. I envy you because you're away from school actually doing something about the hell that is hunting us. When will it end? How will it end?

I know those are questions you can't answer, but they are things I think about every minute of every day,and they are things I would ask you if you were here with me now.

I wish you were here with me now. I know thats selfish when you are off doing something that is so the opposite of selfish, but every once and a while, even in all this chaos, I think we have to allow ourselves to be selfish. Otherwise we'd go crazy trying to be completely selfless.

How are Ron and Hermione? Have they killed one another yet? I've heard from Ron recently and I must say he didn't do very well to reassure me that all was well. And Hermione I haven't heard from at all. Just promise me that through all this danger and hell you'll all try and take care of yourselves. It would kill me if anything happened to any of you.

Please write quickly...

with love
yours always

Fondly,
Ginny