Voldie sat alone in his chair waiting. Two beautiful women emerged out of the mist. Voldie cracked an evil grin. The dark haired one and the brunette were about to reach him when one noticed the other. Then they started to slap eachother. When Voldie tried to reason they began to slap him…

'Ow! Ack! Bellatrix! Paige! Stop!' said Voldie flailing his arms around him. Then he finally opened his eyes. Stupid, completely stupid. It was just a dream. Just Ginny and Harry trying to wake him up. His hand ran over his cheek.

"Boy! That girl can slap hard for a two year old!" He thought.

Both Harry and Ginny were lounging on his four-poster bed, giggling at eachother ( With Ron sucking his thumb on the very end of the bed). Harry was (as it seemed) imitating Voldie doing his little 'arm dance'. Ginny was laughing at Harry and He was getting so carried away trying to please her, that he fell off the bed. Voldie just sat there as Ginny gracefully slid off the bed to join him.

The little ginger toddler, crawled up to the bawling Harry and began to question him.

'Where does it hurt?' Ginny asked tentatively

Harry whimpered, pointing to his left cheek

'Do you want me to kiss it better?" Ginny asked again, as if it was obvious.

Harry nodded and so Ginny planted a small kiss on Harry's left cheek. His tearstained face managed a grin and Ginny began to feel much better.

"There ya go scruffy hair!" She said proudly to him afterwards

and as Voldie followed the three out onto the dining room, all he could think was " How do you do it Harry?, How do you do it?"