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Ginevra Molly Potter (bat_bogeys) wrote in silverage,

Ginny shook her head. "Not well," she replied as she picked up the quill. She touched the tip to the ink and hovered it over the paper as she began to write. "I miss my kids. My husband. I'm worried about what's going on without me. What they've got to be wondering with their mum suddenly gone. Worried that Harry's tearing the world to bits to try to find me."

She had no doubt he would do just that, too. He'd never been the sort to sit by idly while something was going on, even if rushing in was the worst thing to do.

"It's ... weird, too. Everyone being so young." She'd known Remus older. She'd seen him dead. She'd known Sirius older, and she'd been ... well, in the same building when he'd died. It was enough to drive her batty if she thought too much about it. She wasn't even getting into the awkward that was Lily.

"I ... appreciate having familiar people here, of course," she continued as she worked on her note. "But ... I can't accept yet that we won't get home."