{ cis woman, she/her } huh, who’s JESSICA CHASTAIN? no, you’re mistaken, that’s actually GINNY POTTER. she is a 48 year old PUREBLOOD witch. she is the biological child of ARTHUR & MOLLY WEASLEY. she is known for being TEMPESTUOUS, STUBBORN, and HEEDLESS but also INDEPENDENT, SPIRITED, and COURAGEOUS. i hear she is aligned with THE ORDER OF THE PHOENIX, so be sure to keep an eye on her. { mar, 24, gmt+2, she/they }
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INTRO.
( tw for parental death / mourning throughout! )
the battle of hogwarts sees ginny orphaned and one brother short and let this be known: grief does not sit well on her. there’s something icy about her, those first months. there’s simply too much death to grasp, here — so many of those old DA members, gone. at least there is work to be done, though. a safehouse to build, a long, long list of former fellow students to worry about, a family to clutch onto. there is no sitting still in war, not even after so many losses. so, ginny keeps moving.
if anything, dedication runs true. i think it’s in these years, as ginny goes from teenagehood to young adulthood, that the comparisons to the late molly weasley start: that bossiness, that short temper, that warmth. she hates hearing it, as she does not think herself half as kind as her mother, but still tucks it away somewhere. ( molly would tease her with it, and that makes her smile. )
there is of course, harry. harry and the horcruxes, that they try and run after together. harry who seems to slot into her life perfectly at one point, a hey, there you are again. maybe some healing was needed before this could grow, but grow it does. there’s a wedding, there’s three pregnancies and three perfect, gorgeous children. ( mum, she thinks, how did you feel bringing children into a war? ) it’s funny: she does exactly what her mother once did, a war ago. she takes a small step back from the order and focuses on this small bit of family. harry and her try to make sure there’s always someone that stays behind.
scholomance reminds her of the DA, in a way. she stands behind neville, takes initiative where she can, offers to teach the kids in areas she excells. mainly offensive & defensive magic and, of course, flying: the kids need to have some fun, right? but oh, it does get harder to laugh and cackle, sometimes, and ginny finds it hard to find some kind of balance there. bouts of pessimism start to plague her as she watches the effects of growing up in a war take hold on her children’s faces. she knows, what it is to be terrorised at a young age ( eleven years old and posessed, remember? she does: she never forgets ) and how that changes you.
guilt trails behind her, though perhaps not in the same way it does her husband. ginny goes over the last fight with her parents, over the same fight she has with her own children, wanting to keep them away from the war while knowing it’s a cruel request. there’s guilt in not having ran and then guilt in thinking that thought. there’s guilt in every second of harry’s tenseness in situations where he should be relaxed.
but most of all, there’s fight and fire. pessimism and guilt tug at her, begging her to be dragged down, but ginny rises every day with spirit. she makes sure there’s firewhiskey in all the safehouses, to drink on both victories and losses. she keeps fun anecdotes up her sleeve for anyone who might need it. she tries, so hard, to emminate what her mother once brought, even if she’s an absolutely shite cook and hardly as merry as her. but the fight is not done, and a fight cannot be fought without some fire, so ginny vows to blaze until the very end.
