[Viewers are treated to this video from years ago when they come across Ginny's entry today. It's shaking and loud and ridiculous, one might be able to make out twin men with the trademark Weasley hair and a younger wizard with glasses and Ginny herself. It's hard, though, with the flashing fireworks in the pre-dawn light, her hexes, the confetti streaming through the air. But it isn't impossible.
When the video ends in laughter, it cuts out to be replaced with a softer kind.]
Idiots.
[But it's fondly said. There's a pause as she processes things, marvels at how that was two years ago, how different things have become. How much she's grown and yet, not.]
As if fireworks could've make up for three years. But—I don't know, since today marks five, I suppose I wouldn't actually mind. If it meant they were still here, anyway.
[There's another pause as if she might say more then decides against it, ending the feed.]
[ooc; 5 YEARS TO THE DAY! Happy anniversary, my favourite ginger witch. And thank you for being awesome always, polycakes.]
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