Hey, I am really sorry!
I know it is late; typically my Grandparents’ connection wouldn’t work for my laptop so I am just typing it just now. I really am sorry. Well here goes.

‘‘Aunt Ginny!’’ I was standing outside in Grimmauld Place, chapping constantly.
‘‘I am really sorry Vic. I am just coming!’’
The door opened and Ginny’s red hair greeted me. She was wearing Muggle clothes, like me, which wasn’t unusual for the Potters. Her white t-shirt had a patch of blood on it and I was instantly worried.
‘‘Aunt Gin. What happened to you? Have you hurt yourself?’’ I said with a very panicky voice
‘‘Don’t worry about me, worry about Lily. I just used a whole bottle of Dittany to stop her head bleeding. James just stabbed her with the end of his quill!’’ Now she was very angry.
‘‘James Potter! I can’t believe you did that. Why?’’ I couldn’t believe it! My little cousin had stabbed his own sister, my other little cousin. I don’t even have a sister but I know that I wouldn’t stab her if I did.
‘‘I am trying to write an essay for Potions and she kept bugging me!’’ James and Lily had come downstairs and were now sitting on the couch opposite me in the living room.
‘‘You could have just asked her to go bug Albus instead, or better, asked your mum to keep her occupied until you were done.’’
‘‘You don’t think that I tried everything before turning to violence?! It was totally out of frustration and I am sorry Lily and Mum.’’
‘‘Hmmm.’’
‘‘And Victoire. Hold on, what did I do to you?’’
‘‘You frustrated me. Anyway Ginny I was hoping to ask you something.’’
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‘‘Bill is being Bill. Come on I grew up knowing that because I was the only girl, that nobody would be happy with who I married. You are their only child; they have one girl, one chance to make things perfect. It might not be because they don’t like Ted. In fact, it is definitely not that. He might just be a normal Dad.’’
‘‘Really? I thought it might have something to do with the whole werewolf thing. What do you think?’’
‘‘That might be part of it. He has probably realised that both of you are partly werewolf, in one way or another and is afraid of the outcome when it comes to children. You really never know until you ask him. He really needs to remember that being partly werewolf doesn’t make you a bad person.’’
We were alone in the kitchen in Grimmauld Place with a cup of tea. I was helping Ginny hang up some washing, magically of course, on the line on the ceiling.
‘‘Thanks. You make everything really positive. Change of subject. Lets focus on you and your family. Where are Harry and Albus? I haven’t seen them today.’’
‘‘Well Harry got called into some emergency training thing for the new employees and Albus was desperate to go with him. So they are away for a few hours today.’’
The conversation continued with these types of questions then it was time for me to head. You only get so many days of holidays off work during the Summer and I still had a report to write for the Prophet. Oh, and I have to talk to that father of mine.