"‘We’ve got a daughter.’ Harry smiled, and looked down at the now sleeping baby in his arms. Her face looked almost dazed. A small tuft of red hair was visible amongst the folds of the blankets."

On the second day of January, in the year 2008, Ginny Potter gives birth to her third and final child.

‘Oh very funny.’ 

I wandered over to the armchair in the corner and slumped as far into it as I could. Dragging some poor person into our house every morning just to wake me up would soon lose its effect. It had only worked that morning because they had the element of surprise.

I gave an audible sigh, which wasn’t missed by the people present.

‘What’s up Lily?’ Albus asked without hesitation, the ever-present concern in his bright green eyes. If only he knew.