WHO: Ginny and Harry Potter WHAT: The return of the queen to her...well, borrowed castle WHERE: Ron and Harry's cabin WHEN: After Lilu rescued Ginny WHY: Because Ginny would like to speak with her husband RATING: TBD STATUS: Incomplete
Ginny's head was spinning. Everything was overwhelming and while the sensible part of her was telling her that none of this was possible, she wanted so badly for it to be real. Yes, it was jarring and confusing and she was bloody pissed that she was missing her daughter's birthday party and that she wasn't there to see the presents being opened, or to make sure that Al didn't get hurt or to keep James from getting into trouble. She was upset that she'd missed getting to help them grow up. But she hadn't really. Not according to what everyone kept telling her. And so the fact that they were here at all was comforting. So many didn't have their kids and if she'd had to be separated from them, or from Harry on top of everything else, she wasn't sure she'd be doing as okay as she currently was.
There had been a small debate over whether or not Ginny was going to take the time to go and get changed out of the the truly ridiculous dress she was wearing, but right now she just needed to see Harry. She just needed to hear him tell her that everything was going to be alright and that this place wasn't some elaborate trap and that everyone who was alive here was truly and really alive because the thought of having Colin and Remus and Tonks all back was just...Too good to have taken away from her anytime soon. And so she'd schlepped over to where her husband was living, dress and all, for some much needed reassurance.
Knocking on the door of your husband and brother's pseudo home seemed a little...odd. And so she settled for knocking a couple of times before simply opening the door and stepping inside. Or...trying to step inside. The dress was wider than the doorframe.
"Hullo?" She called into the house. "A little help?"