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Ginevra Molly Potter (bat_bogeys) wrote in silverage,

She wasn't completely sure how it could be worse. She could be dead, she supposed. Injured. Completely isolated. Incapacitated. But as far as she was concerned, this was pretty damn bad. She had three young children at home, and a husband who would tear the world apart to try to find her. But it didn't seem prudent to say any of that, so instead she simply smiled. "It could be," she agreed. "At least we know people here and we're alive to try to find a way home."

Ginny pursed her lips for a moment as she thought about her response. "Well as can be expected," she settled on. "I miss my kids, and my home, and my family. It's gotten huge," she said with a little smile. "Weasleys by marriage are taking over Hogwarts in a few years," she continued. It occurred to her then that if he was from before the Battle, he wouldn't know about Fred. She didn't want to bring it up, either. Even now, it still ached a little to think about it.

There was, she realized, a lot he wouldn't know. While she knew Lily had intentions of changing things when she got back, Ginny was harboring no such desires. Well, for the most part. There were things that she didn't think could be changed, no matter how much warning a person had.

Instead of delving into the discussion, she cocked her head toward the door. "It's not far from here," she said. "The diner."