Hello, my sweet daughter. I just want to say how sorry I am that they are writing these things in the paper and that your father and I are doing our best to get them to print a retraction, but they seem to think they have a more reliable source. We know that you would not go off and do something like that, and we know Harry is a good boy. We will be at the train station to pick up you and Jessica. Don't Jessica's parents want to see her when she gets out of school though? She has been away for almost ten months Ginny, your father and I are considering letting you and Jessica move to a flat away from home, but we still need to think about it. You are an adult now, after all. When you get here we need to talk.
What does she mean, "We need to talk"? I don't think I did anything to get a special talking to, but I guess we will find out Friday right. Jessica is going to be happy that my parents are letting her come and stay with us for a while. I don't think Mum knows that Jessica's mum and dad told her not to come home this year because of all their fights. Baby, you don't know how much Jessica loves you already. She defends you everyday. I am just so happy. You know, I think life is going to be okay for us. Even if I am apart from your father, we will always have Jessica with us. Now that exams are done, things this week are going to be much more relaxed.
Now comes the waiting and praying. I really hope I will be able to get a nice job in the Ministry's Department of Transportation. This is a good time for me to be throwing up since I don't have classes, but knowing you, that won't happen. Well Baby I'm tired, so I am going to sleep.
June 9, 1998
Wow Baby - I am almost two months pregnant. Sometimes I lay in bed and think that this must all be a dream because there is no way this would happen to little Ginny. You and your father must be a dream; those things don't happen to me, especially not with my brother's best friend. For safety reasons your father and I never really wanted others to know about us. It is bad enough that Ron puts himself on the line everyday because they are friends; they don't think I would be able to handle it. I am a very strong person and I want everyone to know that Harry and I are in love. If you are very lucky you won't have to live with Voldemort and his Death Eaters, like we're doing now. I pray to God that you will not have to live through this nor remember it.
It's kind of funny … I always told myself that when I had kids I would make sure that they were protected, and look at us right now -there is no guarantee that you will be safe. But there will sure as hell be a fight if you're not. I have quit answering the questions people ask about Harry and me because I see no point. People hear what they want to hear. It's kind of sad; I actually had to tell off some first year today because she was talking about us. I don't get why my personal business is any of theirs. Wow. Mummy is a bit grumpy, I guess. I hope your dad writes me soon. I am not sure I can live much longer unless I hear from him.
June 11, 1998
Yea Baby, Daddy wrote to me! I only write this to you so you will understand how my mind is working and so that, when I'm dead, you will be able to say, "Look, this is what my mum was like!"
Hey my love, how have you been? I hope you're not too stressed out over school. I know you're leaving tomorrow for home. I hope your grades are all what you expected. I really do love you, Ginny. You know, your bloody bother is right scary when he gets mad. Keeps thinking I deflowered his dear sister, and I did no such thing! She violated me, right? (Wink, wink!) Sorry I did not write earlier; I was a bit worried your family might curse me. Well, I was worried Ron would curse me. Tell your brothers that it was a very good try with the Muggle condoms, but I think we have it under control. We all are coming to see you on the 14th. So I guess that means you have to deal with Ron. Training has been very interesting, and I just think of you when times get tough. You know that when all this is through we will be able to tell people about us and be together. Well, I have to go, but I will see you soon.
Oh man, he is in for a big surprise on Sunday! Ah, and Ron will be there, too --this shall be fun. At least Hermione can keep him calm (let's hope). Now, time to worry about what mum will say when we have to tell her. I am not showing too much, but it is okay because I have some larger clothes. Man, I can just see Mum's face now. "What were you thinking Ginny? Didn't we teach you better?" I don't think Mum realizes that we did use protection … You were just a surprise that happened along the way. But you are a good surprise, like a birthday present. Well, I am going. It's fairly late and I need to get some sleep before we leave for the train.
June 12, 1998
Okay, I just got up and am putting all my stuff in my trunk like I should have done last night before going to sleep. Jessica is helping me since she is always on task and has all her things packed. This is going to be one fun train ride home --and look at me a licensed witch! I think this is one of my prouder days. We are free now! Do you know what that means? … Good ‘cause I have no idea, either. Well, I have to stop for the time being since we need to get down to the train.
Hey I like the idea of being able to defend myself now! I am sitting in a compartment with Jessica and Luna, and we are just talking. It seems that Luna has some plans to meet up with Neville in a couple of weeks so they can get to know each other. It's so lovely; everyone has these romances that are becoming something more. I kind of wish I was allowed to be more public about us, but we just can't. Luna says she loves you, too. You have a way of working on my bladder, but it's okay, I guess. It turns out that Luna is going to be writing for her dad's paper, the Quibbler. It does not surprise me though because that's who she is. Jessica is not sure what she wants to do with her life. I think she should go on and try to teach since she is very good at that. Mummy is sort of tried, so I am going to take a small nap before we get to the platform.
June 13, 1998
Oh wow -- last night was so much fun! I should have taken the time to write you last night, but I did not and that's my fault. Mum had this huge dinner waiting for me and Emma when we got home. Mum talked to me last night and guess what it was all about? She is fairly sure that Harry and I are serious. She talks to me like I don't understand what is going on. I am supposed to be safe and use some contraceptive spells. Ah, and the thing to top it off: my mother tells me how fertility is just in our genes. So basically, I was one of those surprises you hear about. I guess it's good that Mum knows what I do with Harry is my business, but it's still freaky to hear my mother telling me that I was once in your place.
Your father is supposed to be here tomorrow; that is going to be a happy day. I have decided how I am telling Harry. I am going to get him alone, which should not be too difficult since Ron and Hermione will be here and they pretty much keep each other entertained all day. I think I will ask him if he still meant what he told me at Christmas about having a family together. If he does not mean it, I don't think I will tell him just yet. I am pretty sure he still means it though. How do you tell your parents that their innocent daughter got pregnant by her eighteen year old boyfriend? Jessica is here with me, thank God, so at least I have one strong person on my side.
June 14, 1998
It's very early in the morning, but I had to write because I am so nervous. What if everything I have ever thought is wrong? What if I am not truly loved --- what if it was all a game we played? Wait --I can't think that way; it's not the right thing to say. Okay Baby, I am sorry for ranting … I am going to lay down and maybe get some sleep. Harry will be here at noon, so I should be able to get a few more hours.
Okay it's a much better time to write. Well, I over slept this morning. I am not sure if that's bad or good. Harry woke me up though. I really was not expecting him to be the one waking me up because Jessica said she would. Since I thought it was her, I was like "just five more minutes, Jessica; Baby is tired." When I opened my eyes, who do I see there but Harry.
He'd just stood there, looking dumbfounded and I could tell he was trying to make sense of what I'd just said. When I realized it was him and saw the understanding dawning on his face, I panicked and pulled the covers over my head, trying to edge as far from him as possible. But he crawled in after me, asking what was wrong and begging me not to cry, as I'd just let slip a huge sob.
He told me that whatever it is, we would make it through like we always had, and then he asked me, "What do you mean, ‘baby'?" I ignored his question, though, and made him repeat that we could make it through anything. He swore that he meant it and kissed me, and I finally admitted that I'm two months pregnant, and I curled up as close to the wall as I could manage.
"You . . . what?" he'd asked. I told him again, and I apologized, but he just pulled me closer to him and asked me what I had to be sorry for, saying that it was just a "big surprise, that's all."
I guess we are okay then, Baby. It's nice to be able to talk to Harry in person again. Ron was up here just a while ago and sort of found Harry and me under my covers. He is flipping out now, so I have to go and calm him down before he gets Mum started.