Ginny,
I've been back at the Muggles' house for six days now and it's the same as usual. Work on this, do that, and then do that over there. Will it never end?
The really bad part about it is my uncle's sister, Marge, is coming for a week-long torture visit in three days. My aunt says the house has to be "perfect". Wouldn't want Marge to think we live like slobs. Her exact words. As if! A hospital is less clean than my aunt's house on a normal basis!
I don't know which is worse, Marge or her so-called dog, Ripper! Marge is as nasty and mean as Uncle Vernon, maybe worse because she won't shut up especially after she starts drinking. Ripper is a bull terrier and thinks he runs the show. He won't answer to anyone except Marge, and he likes to chew on everything. They are one of the rare things me and Dudley can agree on.
Sorry, I'm just venting. How's everyone there at the Burrow? How are you doing? Anymore nightmares? I'm here if you need me. I hope I can come stay there at least part of the summer. I miss you! I can't wait to see you again, hopefully soon!
Your Harry
Harry,
I'm sorry you're so miserable. I wish I could do something. And it's alright to vent. It's good for you not to keep things all bottled up. And you can always talk to me about anything. Even if it is just to vent. I will always listen. I'm okay. A few more nightmares, but they are getting less intense. Some of them are of things that didn't happen. It's hard to even think about, but one that I had a few nights ago was of the basilisk...killing you. But I concentrated like we agreed, and I felt you, alive and well. Thank you for being there for me, both in the Chamber and before and after. I miss you too!
Oh, remember how I told you I scored perfect on all my exams throughout term and in my class assignments last term? Well, McGonagall came to the Burrow the day we got home and talked to my parents. Then they called me into the meeting. I thought I was in trouble for something. No, not in trouble. McGonagall sat me down and gave me the second year end of term exams, written and practical! Now I'm just waiting on the results. If I do well, I get to skip second year, and move up to third year with you when term begins. McGonagall and Dumbledore think it's part of the new bond that formed between us in the Chamber. We just haven't told Ron yet. He would flip! You know how he is.
Percy said something the other night about legal statutes and wills. It got me to thinking hard about something. Please don't be mad by my asking this. Have you ever checked with Gringotts about your parents' will? If they had one? It was just a thought. Maybe it will give you a way out of the Dursleys for good. You never know! Oh. I'll have to finish this later, mum just called for dinner.
You will never guess what just happened! Dad just told us he won the monthly prize drawing from the Prophet! Seven hundred Galleons! There's only one down side. You won't be able to come to the Burrow this summer. We're going on vacation to Egypt to see Bill. And Charlie got some time off and will be meeting us there. I'm sorry. We can still write. We'll be back just after my birthday. I know it's bittersweet! I already tried to ask mum, but she already talked to Dumbledore. He said you can't come with us. Something about you wouldn't be safe or some such! My arse!
Try to stay safe and sane. Try to sneak some food. I don't need you to be skin and bones by the time we get back!
Love From
Your Ginny
Harry reread Ginny's letter. Disappointment filled his mind for a few minutes, but then her questions started to swirl in his mind. He sat on his so-called bed thinking about them. He had to get to Gringotts somehow and find out. Harry was broken out of his reverie as he heard a car pull into the driveway. He groaned. Marge had arrived.
