" Abbie? What do you think of her?" Ginny asked, I looked up from changing Daisy and smiled at her.

" The same as you, but I'm better at being two faced," I said, and she laughed.

" She's not good enough for Bill," she said, sitting on the couch.

" In your opinion, who is?" I asked.

" I don't know. But she should be more laid back and funny and she should feel like a sister from the first minute I see her," Ginny said.

" All good qualities," I said. " He's made his choice Ginny. Why don't we give her a couple of weeks, after all it can't be that easy becoming part of this family."

" You were fine with it," she said.

" Because I've grown up with all of you," I said. " Why don't we go out for lunch? The three of us? And we can get to know Fleur better and Bill will be happy that you're trying to get to know her."

" Ok, but he'll know it was your idea," she said.

" Of course he will. Are you planning to play quidditch again this year?" I asked.

" I want to but I'll have to try out and I don't know who the captain will be," she said.

" Probably Harry," I said. " I should really go and see him soon. I think I've been neglecting him." Ginny laughed and I took that as a yes.

" Maybe you could mind Daisy for me?" I suggested.

" Abbie, do you realise how bad I am with babies?" She asked.

" This is your chance to get good at it. You'll need the practice for when it's your own family," I said.

" No way. I'm playing pro quidditch and I'm not having a family. Husband maybe but kids no way," she said, and I laughed.

" Come back to me in ten years Gin," I said, putting Daisy on the ground and sitting beside Ginny. I crouched over and waved a rattle in the baby's face and she tried to reach up and grab it.

" I just can't see myself with a family," Ginny said.

" You're only fourteen, you'll have time to think about these things later on. At fourteen I didn't know what I was going to do with my life. Then again I still don't really know," I said, looking at her. I put the rattle into Daisy's hands and sat up. " How's Dean?"

" Don't know, he's only sent me one letter all summer. I don't even know if I like him," she sighed.

" The joys of being young," I teased.

" It just seemed like every other girl had a boyfriend," she said.

" Hermione doesn't, and she's your best friend," I pointed out.

" Have you seen her and Ron together?" She asked, as the fireplaces roared and Charlie stepped out.

" Hi Gin, Abbie," he said, dropping his jacket on the other couch and sitting on the ground beside Daisy who reached out to him.