Recruiter, Ministry of Magic, Department of Magical Sports and GamesMarital Status:
Divorced from Harry Potter, newly single.Children:
James Sirius (5), Albus Severus (3)Hobbies:
Quidditch, gardening, reading muggle classical literature, travellingPost War Bio:
Being the wife of Harry Potter (aka The Boy Who Lived, aka The Chosen One) and a professional Chaser for the Holyhead Harpies seemed like a dream come true, at least that’s what she had believed and everyone told her. In reality, once the shine of the spotlights in the wake of the Second Wizarding War turned off, she was left with a husband and two small children, a burgeoning career, and no compass in life. The idea she had built for herself, she supposed, had been a lie. Her friend, her confidante, her lover, the great Harry Potter, had been replaced by an unravelling, paranoid, conspiracy theory chasing madman who she barely saw, even when the Harpies weren’t playing away. She missed her family and she missed the friends she had slipped away from in the chaos that had ensued after they had all become heroes.
She wanted her life back. So one day she took it.
She left their home and their life, if you could call the mockery of their love a home, and took their children to the home she thought theirs would be, but wasn’t. Back to Devon and the Burrow. Molly, of course, was nothing but shocked but asked only enough questions to understand. Ron, though angry, reminded his sister to be herself and not to let the split get her down. It was soon after that he stopped taking Harry’s calls and family solidarity kicked in. She and Molly fell into old habits at the Burrow, tidying and even gardening together--though with the aid of magic, weeding became a much easier task than the one remembered from her childhood and she grew to love the quiet. Arthur, in his own bid to cheer up his daughter, began bringing home oddities from work, including old tomes half falling apart, that included classical muggle literature and, while he couldn’t make heads or tails of it, Ginny found herself looking forward to the evenings after her boys were asleep so she could dive into the worlds of Jane Eyre or Margaret Hale or Cathy Earnshaw.
All the distractions heaped on her by family made her realize that maybe Harry could not live up to expectations in quiet moments, that adrenaline and sensationalism were what fueled his purpose in life. For the Chosen One, maybe mundanity was too much stress to be “normal” and fit in. But it was something that was needed for family. She found she couldn’t hold his passion for his work, or the crazy theories, against him, it just didn’t work when he made love to his theories instead of her.
Since their divorce, she has settled close to the Burrow to give the boys stability with family and has taken up a job at the Ministry since her recent retirement. She now is a recruitment officer that is often at Hogwarts or other magical schools during Orientation or Quidditch matches, but always home for dinner, and always to bed at ten (or thereabouts).Personality:
Ginny is and always has been a fun-loving, boisterous girl with a heart of gold and a wicked sense of humor. She loves with all she has and gives what she can, even if it means the last piece of pie she really wanted. She is happiest, now, curled up in front of a fire with her sons and a good book, but she is not far off from the adrenaline junkie that was daredevil enough to sneak broom practice from the gardening shed as a child. She still tries to instill a love of quidditch in the young impressionables that she visits as well as foster a passion for the outdoors and the possibility of friendship that games can cement.
She loves the fresh air of home, as well as the crisper chilly air that circulates above Hogwarts, but she can just as easily blend in while in the closer air of London--muggle or magical. She’s kept an eye for a bargain, one instilled in her since childhood, but she uses it to her best advantage and has endeavored to always seem stylish in spite of whatever ridiculous price she may have found it at (or haggled the shopkeeper down to).
She is also kind and always willing to stop and talk to (especially) young fans that might remember her from the Harpies, or look up to her because of it. She also visits St. Mungo’s regularly to visit the children’s ward and (quietly) the Longbottoms and Gilderoy Lockhart.