wondering ⤷ g. weasley

04 | 1 step forward, 3 steps back

YALL IM BACK!

i am so so sorry for being gone for so long—if i'm being 100% honest, lately, i've been growing out of my harry potter obsession and it's been hard to find the motivation for this book. i'm truly heartbroken that i can't find the same feeling hp used to give me but i love this story and i love writing so i'm gonna try my best to keep updating.

i want to thank everyone who's been reading, you're honestly the reason why i decided to finish this chapter. i had opened it multiple times to try to write but it had been so long that i forgot what my ideas were. luckily, i still have the skeleton written in my notes and i'm super super excited for the drama that's to come mwahahaha.

now if i'm being 110% honest, the main reason why i got over my obsession is because i found a new fictional character that i became obsessed with (i sound like a psychopath) and i actually started a story for them and have been writing it for the past few weeks. with that being said, i know that it's hard to make something it's best if you're not fully passionate about it
but i really want to give you guys the best story this one can be.

so please bear with me. i will try my best to get my motivation back to make sure you guys get a story you deserve and i want to thank you from the bottom of my heart if you have stuck with me this whole time <3

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The girls had finally found some time to make their bracelets and were sitting in Ginny's room with the materials scattered all around them. Hermione was making one with white beads and a butterfly charm. Marlee decided to make one for her and George, purple with his initials for her to wear and green with her initials for him to wear.

In the middle of a conversation about how pointless high heels were, Ginny went downstairs to get some chips despite Hermione washing up in the bathroom next door.

"Ginny! I'm literally brushing my teeth right now and you're getting chips?!" Hermione exclaimed with her toothbrush in her mouth.

"Just brush them again later," Ginny yelled as she got downstairs but she stopped in her tracks when she saw Hedwig. Hedwig chirped at her and Ginny's brows furrowed in confusion.

"Mum!" she called up the stairs.

Molly poked her head out from one of the levels. "Ginny? What is it?" she asked.

"I was only wondering when Harry got here," Ginny stated. She was confused as to why nobody had come to tell them yet.

"Harry? Harry who? Harry Potter?" Molly came down to Ginny to see what she was on about. Ginny nodded.

"Did someone say Harry?" Ron now poked his head out to peer down the stairs.

"Me nosy. Is he up there with you?" Ginny wondered, getting a bit annoyed.

"I think I'd know if my best friend was in my room," Ron scoffed.

Fred and George joined in now too. "I didn't know you had friends Ron," Fred joked. "Are you talking about our best friend, Harry Potter." George smirked up at Ron and he rolled his eyes.

"You haven't seen him have you? Apparently he's wandering about the house." Ginny was starting to think this was one big joke.

"Really?" Ron questioned, thinking Ginny was just being ridiculous.

"Really," a voice that could only belong to Harry, came from the living room.

"Harry!" Ginny cheered and ran around the corner to give him a hug.