The First I've Heard of You

Chapter Two

Ginny.

Where are you? Your mother and I are going crazy. I know you're a grown woman and can take care of yourself, but this isn't like you. You told Harry you were safe, but I don't know if I believe you. I understand you need time, and I don't know what happened to make you leave, but I just need to know you're safe. We love you. Please come home.

Dad

Gin.

It's been a week. I don't know what you're doing leaving like this, Harry won't speak to us, but I'm pretty sure you two are fighting or something.

Either way, I think Harry's lost it. He's going insane with you gone. He had the whole auror department looking for you for three days straight. You must've thought of everything, though, because no one can find a trace of you. They haven't given up, but they've gone back to partial "normal operations" I guess. There's nothing normal about Harry though. Or any of us.

Whatever it is, whatever happened, please know that no one is mad at you, everyone just wants you home.

I understand that you need space, and you're a big girl. You don't need people hounding down on you. We just love you too much to not at least care whether you're safe or not. One letter letting us know you're alright. That's it.

I love you,

Mione XX

Ginny.

I miss you. I can't help but think somehow it's my fault. Somehow I unknowingly did something that caused you to leave... or at least didn't do enough to make you realize how important you are.

We need you. All of us. It's been about three weeks since you left and no one's been right.

Fleur Vicky and I haven't left the Burrow, mum's been keeping all of us closer than ever. It's like when Fred passed... but somehow worse.

Harry hasn't spoken to us since we found out, and I don't know why you left but he quite obviously blames himself. He hasn't left your flat as far as I know, definitely hasn't come to see us.

We love you, I love you, and we need you home. If this letter gets to you, give it a thought. At least let us know you're okay.

Bill

Ginny,

I want you come home. I miss snuggles and our house and my toys. Harry send me to Grama Molly, I miss Harry two.

Love,

Teddy

Ginny,

It's been a year. Everyone's gone back to work and home, there's really no other way for us to live. We miss you every day, our family will never be the same. I have no idea if you've been getting any of our letters over the 365 days you've been gone, but I guess you would have replied if you'd been getting them.

We miss you, love you, and are still holding out hope that you'll come back to us.

Love,

Mum

Ginny sighed, folding up the letters and setting them back in the box. She had received the letters along with close to a hundred others over the past few years.

She had never responded to any of them, but she read every single one. Virtually every family member had reached out at least a time or two, well except for Harry. He had been mentioned in the letters here and there, but Ginny couldn't bring herself to believe her family who had told her that he missed her.

Maybe that's what kept her from replying to her family.

Either way, she knew her daughter deserved to know her family. She needed a father figure. She needed aunts, uncles, cousins, and more people in her life than just her mother. Ginny felt selfish for keeping all of that from her for so long.

It wasn't just this occasion that had set these feelings into her head, she had known she'd have to do this eventually for a while.

Ginny's daughter was almost five. She deserved a family. Ginny also remembered liking Britain a lot more than she did America, not that that was really a deciding factor.

So between writing articles the next day, the witch did research and bought a small flat in London. She and Brynlee would keep a little distance and when they were ready they would try to get reconnected with the family. If her family even wanted them to. She hadn't received a letter in a few months, she guessed they had just given up.

But thinking of Brynlee, Ginny went forward with their plans. That night, when she picked her daughter up from preschool, Brynlee was in a much better mood.

"Can we watch another movie tonight, Mama?" The little girl asked her mother hopefully.

"Not tonight," Ginny told her, holding her hand as they made their way up the busy sidewalk. "But we have something more special to do. Do you want to go on a trip?"

Brynlee's face broke into a grin. "Are we going to Disney world? Mara from my class getted to go last week."

"Not quite Disney World, unfortunately, but how would you like to meet some of your family?"

Brynlee shrieked with excitement. "Let's go home and pack some of our things then, shall we?" Ginny bit her lip, grinning.