Harry Potter lay in his bed at St Mungo's Hospital for Magical Maladies and Injuries. It had been four years since the Battle of Hogwarts. Not long after it had ended, Harry had been admitted to the Mentally Ill Ward. Nobody had wanted to put Harry there but it had to be done after he used the Crucitaus Curse on a muggle when they asked him for directions. When Harry was first admitted to the ward he had no idea about who or where he was. He had still thought he was fighting in the Battle of Hogwarts. Slowly Harry had started to get better.

Although Harry was getting better, he still refused to let anyone but Molly Weasley visit him. She came to visit Harry everyday. When she was there Harry would cuddle up in her lap and call her 'mum'. This both pleased and worried Molly. She was worried about how James and Lily would react to their son calling her mum. But then she realised, Harry was ill, he didn't know what he was talking about.

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It was a sunny Monday morning. Molly Weasley was busily preparing breakfast for her husband and children, like she did every morning. Her daughter, Ginny, walked into the kitchen.

"Mum. Do you think I could come visit Harry with you today?" Ginny asked Molly. Stopping what she was doing, Molly walked over to her daughter and pulled her in for a hug.

"Oh Sweetie. I'm sorry. I wish you could. But you know Harry will only let me see him" Molly said, comforting her daughter.

Ginny and Harry had been in love. They were engaged to be married. In fact the wedding had been set for the day that Harry was admitted to St Mungo's. Obviously that had not gone to plan.

Even after four years, Ginny still loved Harry the same. She still wore her engagement ring. Ginny was devoted to him. She had only caught a few glimpses of Harry over the years, as he screamed if anyone but Molly or a Healer came near him.

Ginny would not give up on him. She prayed for him to get better every night. Her whole family thought she should move, get a husband and have kids. She was nearly twenty one after all.

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Molly arrived at St Mungo's after breakfast. She stopped at the front desk and a Healer said, "Hello Molly. He is awake, and seems to be doing okay today. It's a good day for him. Go on in" as she lifted the enchantments that surrounded Harry's room.

Molly pushed open the door and went inside.

Harry was sitting up in bed watching a muggle television set a kind half-blood Healer had brought in. Harry's favourite thing to watch was muggle football. He found it fascinating.

He looked up as Molly entered. "Hi Molly" he said, smiling.

Molly walked over to the bed and hugged Harry. Sitting on the bed beside him, Molly told Harry something. "Harry. I have something to show you". She took out an old, battered photo album from her bag. Opening it, Molly pointed to the first snapshot. It was of Harry and Ginny just after they got engaged. Ginny was proudly showing off her ring. Molly watched as the photo Harry pulled his new fiancée in for a kiss.

"Harry, can you tell me who this is?" The Healer's had suggested Molly take photographs to show Harry. They thought it might trigger some memories.

Harry stared at the picture for a long time before finally saying, "It's me".

Molly smiled. "Yes Harry. And who's that?" She prompted, pointing at the photo Ginny.

Again Harry studied the picture for a few moments before replying, "Your...daughter?" He asked looking at Molly.

Molly beamed with happiness. Harry had recognised Ginny! She suddenly had an idea. "Harry, do you want to meet her?" She asked pointing at Ginny in the picture.

Harry nodded. Molly grinned. "I'll be right back. I just need to go home and get her". Harry nodded again. So Molly got up of the bed and made her way to the front desk where she could floo back to The Burrow. Molly couldn't wait to tell Ginny she was going to see Harry again for the first time in four years!