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[hexuality]

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This again.

[Ginny usually loves days like this, but she hasn't had a good time of it lately and she isn't sure if seeing familiar faces today will make her feel much better. They'll leave again, as they always do, and she's uncertain she'll be able to shrug it off this time as easily as the other instances.

Still, she's smiling, because the youngest Weasley's always got to soldier on. She's so damn good at it.]

I don't have to go through the old routine, do I? Welcome, you're visiting, don't get too worried or excited, it's magic, yes—I can do magic, too. And yes, my hair really is this red; I don't know why that's come up before, but there you have it. And no. You can't count my freckles. What a thought.




[ooc; FOURTH WALL! HAVE AT HER. Just no doubles, no telling her she's from a book, and no future spoilers beyond the Final Battle (though if it happens, she'll conveniently forget once it's all over). Feel free to threadjack, too! HAVE FUN AND BACKDATE FOREVER! ♥

Also—Mrs Ginny Potter (chasingafter) may be threadjacking in this post!]

Comments

[chasingafter]

From one Mrs Potter to another, do you think I wouldn't have pictures?

[Ginny's grinning as she digs a wallet (Muggle, because it looks like it could hold paper money, but she uses it just for baby photos) out of her pocket and flips through it, holding it up so the moving images are visible.]

Here's our James. [Terrorising Godric the cat with some speedy crawling.] Bit of a handful if you can't tell.

[instead]

[eeeeeee.]

He's beautiful, look at his face! Looks just like his dad. How old is he?