Wow I finally have an update. I'm so sorry it's taken so long. But real life has been a right pain, with challenges I really wish we weren't having to face. But I have finally gotten this part to a point where I'm happy with it. I hope you all like it. I know some of you don't like Hermione's point of view. But it's the one I wanted for this part. I hope you enjoy it. Please R & R.


Hermione

I sat on Friday night watching the boys catch up over a drink. Angelina was upstairs putting Fred down, as the clock read pretty much 7pm on the dot, and I knew she would be looking forward to joining us down stairs for a drink.

Charlie was entertaining us, well Ron, George and Harry really with a story about the birth a dragon recently who at one day old coughed and burnt down one of their equipment sheds. Mad was all I thought. Who in their right mind would want to live like Charlie does? I think he must have spent far too much time with Hagrid when he attended Hogwarts.

Harry shivered as Charlie explained diving on his broom trying to shot the right spells to keep the fire under control while the mother dragon went on the defensive thinking they were after her baby.

"You're going to get yourself killed one of these days Charlie Weasley, and I'm not looking forward to putting your family back together when it happens." Ange told him plainly walking back into the Kitchen and grabbing a shot glass before pouring herself a rather large shot of firewhisky.

"I'm still around after being out there over ten years now." He held his glass up to hers and said. "Cheers." Before leaning over and whispering to her. "You know you did a pretty great job of putting George back together, I think you'd be the right person for my family if it ever came to that."

Ange slapped the back of his head. "It better not ever come to that Charlie."

"He's just having you on Ange. They have all these policies and procedures now for safety. He's always complaining that he is not allowed close enough most of the time without getting in trouble." Ron grinned at Charlie.

Charlie just grabbed the bottle off Angelina and poured himself another one. "True, stupid head keepers have been visiting all these muggle zoo's and want better enclosures for the dragons, making it more like they live in the wild. The less contact with the keepers the better they reckon."

"Well they do believe that's the best now days." I pointed out. "It's cruel to keep animals in small cages just for people to look and stare at. It's much better visiting a zoo now days and seeing them in environments that are more natural for them."

"If you can see them at all, last time we all took Teddy to the zoo we couldn't even see half the animals because they were hiding in caves or behind trees." Ron grumbled.

Harry smiled. "Yes Ron likes to see the lions and the polar bears don't you Ronnikins? He gets most upset when he doesn't see them." I had to hold back my laugh Ron had grumbled the whole way home, while Teddy was perfectly happy.

"Whatever, I don't have a kid, or a godson to take toy shopping. Harry is in the big toy stores at least once a month, and He and Hermione won't let me go with him anymore." Ron started grumbling.

"Well if you could behalf yourself and save all your questions to later it would be fine, but you act like an alien dropped onto the planet asking questions and having to push every button. It makes me want to excuse you as my mental brother on a day out from the asylum." I complained back at him. I mean really to be in a toy shop with a 21 year old setting off everything in sight is rather embarrassing.

George sniggered at this. Muttering "I'm so glad he doesn't do that with all my products when he comes in."

"I don't know, I was thinking you could feed him that love potion again for his wedding. Hermione would love to have pink hearts showing on his face every time he looked at her." Harry held his glass up at me.

I'm sure the look I gave him back told him clearly he better not let George anywhere near Ron on our wedding day.

George groaned. "I'm thinking about withdrawing that product." We all looked at him. No matter how much trouble WWW products got children into, as yet George had refused to withdraw anything, maybe add a few more warnings, but not withdraw. He looked at me sheepishly. "We might actually need your advice on this one."

I glanced at Angelina whose relaxed face had turned a little serious as well. "Apparently a teenager thought it would be cute for her parents wedding anniversary for her dad to be wearing hearts whenever he looked at her Mum. Unfortunately they only appeared whenever the mother's sister was in the room."

Ron and Charlie burst out laughing. "I bet that wasn't a happy anniversary." Ron exclaimed.

Harry shook his head. "Poor bloke how on earth would you explain that one?"

"He couldn't, so his wife left him. He's threatening to sue us." George explained.

My legal mind ran through the marriage and divorce laws. "I wouldn't worry too much about it. I don't think it could hold up, especially if he was actually cheating on his wife with her sister. I'll look into it though if you get me the details."

"Thanks Hermione." George grinned at me. "Knew there was a reason I loved the idea of you marrying Ron. Even if I do think you're a little too good for him."

"She's way too good for me, and I know it. But for some reason she thinks I'm hot and sexy." Ron held up his glass in a toast. Making me wonder just how many drinks Ron had already managed in the last hour.

Harry groaned. "Mate, she's like my sister. How many times do I have to tell you I don't want to know? It was bad enough coming home to you topless and her shirt open on the couch a few weeks ago." Harry shivered at the memory that clearly still disturbed him.

I felt myself blush as Angelina sniggered at the mental image Harry had just given her, while the rest of the room went quiet.

George cleared his throat, and Ron coughed a little uncomfortably.

Charlie's eyebrows shot up, looking at Harry. "Speaking of sisters." He dropped the grenade that was currently just hanging in the air.

Harry suddenly turned red, his hand running through his hair and rubbing the back of his neck declaring he was uncomfortable, and I was sure he was wishing he had kept the last comment he made to himself.

George cleared his throat again. Glancing at his wife and then at me, before looking at Harry. "Not to beat you up or anything. But just to make it clear. Did you really get Ginny up the duff on your very first time? Or is that you two just trying to make it easier for Mum and Dad?"

Harry just groaned.

"He says that, she says that. I believe them." Ron answered making me a little proud of him for standing up for Harry against his brothers.

"It's not like we planned it. Well I didn't, I was just going for a walk to think, it was so hot and there was so much on my mind. I just lay down in the meadow to look at the stars and the next thing I knew Ginny was standing over me waving a bottle of firewhiskey." Harry told them.

"I don't want details." Charlie shivered.

"I wasn't about to give you any." Harry exclaimed with a shiver himself. Grabbing the firewhiskey from the middle of the table he poured himself a fresh drink and downed it in one go.

"What I don't get is the fact you always say you stuffed up? I mean you must have done something right or we wouldn't have Olivia." George asked while wriggling his eyebrows. "You've always blamed yourself for Ginny not wanting you back after the war."

I don't know if I had ever seen Harry so uncomfortable. He almost squirmed in his chair. "We sort of fought afterwards." He admitted.

I had to admit I had been wondering myself. I know that Ron had as well. We were both confused, but not wanting to force Harry. He was never the best about admitting his feelings, especially under pressure. But we had been wondering just how much if not all of Ginny keeping Harry at arm's length was because she was stuck holding this huge secret from him.

"Harry doesn't need to tell us anything. It's hard enough for the poor guy, he's been pining over Ginny for years and now to find out they have a kid." Ange sat up straight looking at her husband then moving her glare to her two brothers in law. "I think you've been amazing these last few weeks Harry and I think it's really special Olivia's taken to you so well."

"I agree. Well said Ange." I told her as we shared a slight smile.

"Is he still pining for her though?" Charlie asked.

"Maybe I should just go to bed, then you can all talk about me, and I won't have to hear it." Harry moved to stand up.

"No, sit down." Charlie grabbed his arm as he walked past. "I was just wondering that's all I haven't seen you since Christmas, it's now October and well an awful lot has happened."

"Yes, it has." Harry muttered sitting back down and pouring himself another drink.

After a few moments of uncomfortable silence, where most of us waited for Harry to answer, George clearly wanting to break it and save Harry from anymore pressure asked. "Who's for some exploding snap? I've put some extra zing in this packet."

Causing Angelina and I to groan, but we all joined in having a great laugh. I couldn't help but notice Charlie watching Harry a little closer. He seemed as if he really wanted to know the answer to his question. Not that I imagined it could make any difference. The fact of the matter now was that poor old Harry, feelings or not had to be around Ginny all the time as they attempted to support their daughter, and Ginny who has finally been able to let go of all the secret baggage she's been holding for years, was proving more and more to still be the quick witted, snappy, tough and sharp tongued witch Harry fell for all those years ago. Her fierce protectiveness of Olivia and even Harry when someone questioned his role in the matter, well I imagined he was going to find it extremely hard not to fall deeply in love with her all over again.

It was something that had been plaguing me quite a lot. Pulling Harry out of his depression when Ginny told him it was over and she was seeing someone else after the war had been hard for Ron and I. Harry had thrown himself into training and work with the Aurors but in everything else he had been a shell of himself. I just hoped that Olivia was going to be enough for him if Ginny ever met someone, well more likely when. She was no longer torn between here and France, and once Olivia was more settled could probably really start to have a social life again.

Saturday morning saw Ron once again go and attempt to help his father paint the Burrow. It had clearly been abandoned after Olivia's kidnapping, and to say it was in need of doing was a complete understatement. But then again I had often wondered how the misshaped piles of rooms stayed together even with magic.

Harry and I went with him to steal Olivia as Ginny had a game. Harry wanted to go and see Teddy and maybe see if we could convince Olivia to go somewhere with us for ice cream. Harry had suggested flooing over to my parent's house as there was a corner store only six houses down the road from them. You could see it from the front steps.

Olivia was all for spending the day with Harry and Teddy. Going somewhere she wasn't sure of was another matter. Harry was so good with her, suggesting we take one thing at a time, and if she really didn't want to go and meet my parents he was sure there was some ice cream hidden from Ron at Grimmauld Place.

We Flooed into Andromeda's, I let Harry and Olivia go first. I got on well with Andromeda but showing up in the middle of her living room without some sort of forewarning was much more Harry's style than mine. But even he normally just apparated there and used the front door.

Stepping out I found a very different picture than the one I had imagined where Olivia and Teddy would have already taken off to his room or would be begging to be out in the yard on their brooms. Olivia was looking confused and holding onto Harry's leg as Teddy sat on the couch his arms folded and glared at Olivia.

"Come on mate what's wrong?" Harry was asking. "You've played with Liv a couple of times this week. I thought you would be happy I brought her along."

"But you're mine. You're my Godfather." Teddy pouted and huffed.

Andromeda sighed, and looked at me. "Hello Hermione, we're just having a bit of an attitude problem with Teddy."

I nodded at her and looked at Teddy on the couch before sitting down next to him. "Don't you think Harry can love the both of you and spent time with each of you?" I asked him.

"She's got Ginny, Ginny's her Godmother. Harry's my Godfather." Teddy told us again.

I glanced at Harry who by this time had a tearful Olivia back in his arms and looked like he had no idea what to do. "I want to go home." Olivia sniffed.

Andromeda sighed again. "Teddy this is not the way to treat your friend. You've made her cry now."

Teddy looked up at Olivia before glaring at Harry then looking at me. "He didn't even take me home last Sunday he made you do it so he could stay with Liva." Teddy tried to explain what his mind was struggling with.

I nodded at him thinking about the problem. "You know I didn't have any brothers or sisters growing up and I remember being very upset when my Aunt had a baby. I thought she wasn't going to play with me anymore or read to me because she was always holding the baby."

"What happened?" Teddy asked interested.

"Well I was wrong. She did still love me, and she did still play with me. It was just she had to look after my cousin as well. We have to remember that Olivia has been having a hard time lately. She's lost her parents and she got a big fright and got hurt a couple of weeks ago. She needs all of us to help her feel safe again." I tried to explain.

Harry walked over and handed me Olivia, who snuggled into my neck. Not even looking at Teddy who was normally her best friend. Harry leaned down on his knees and looked at Teddy. "Hermione's right. I can love and spend time with the both of you. It's just like you and Victoire. You are still friends with her aren't you?"

Teddy nodded. "I like Victoire."

Harry smiled. "But now you have Olivia as a friend as well. Does that mean you can't be friends with Victoire now?"

Teddy shook his head. "They are both my friends."

"I love you Teddy, and I have from the moment I first saw you. But Hermione's right. Olivia needs all of us at the moment to help her feel safe and loved. I was sort of hoping you would help me with that." Harry asked.

Teddy looked up at his Nana and then at me and Harry. "I suppose so." He mumbled.

"That's a good boy, now what do you need to say to Olivia?" Andromeda asked him.

"I'm sorry." Teddy spat it out quickly.

Harry grinned. "Now can I have a hug?" Teddy smiled his hair turning bright blue and jumped at Harry knocking him over and the hug ended up being much more of a tickle fest on the ground. I heard a little giggle into my shoulder and looked down to see that Olivia was now watching them.

"Right, Teddy. Why don't you take Olivia up to your room and get you hat and a jersey as I'm guessing you will want to go with Harry and Olivia for Ice Cream now?" Andromeda instructed Teddy who clambered to his feet climbing off Harry and looked at Olivia.

"Come to my room? Nana changed the pattern on my wallpaper to be moving dragons that breathe fire." Teddy asked her.

Olivia sat up straighter. "Uncle Charlie works with Dragons." She told him.

Teddy nodded. "I know, he brings Vic and I toy ones sometimes."

And the next thing I knew they were running up the hallway. "Man I wish I could settle some legal arguments that fast." I commented.

Harry pulled himself off the floor. "Yes, well I thought we were going to lose Olivia even wanting to visit here for a second. One of the few places she isn't scared to go with Molly."

"I am sorry. Teddy was just a little put out last Sunday and confused. He felt bad for upsetting Olivia by trying to make her play that game they were with George and then you staying and having Hermione bring him home. Well I suppose you're never too young to be jealous." Andromeda sighed and sat down. "It's probably good you won't always have Olivia with you, especially with the quidditch season almost over. I know Teddy always seems confident but he really is just a little boy who needs reassuring every now and then."

I glanced at Harry. He was going to have to tell Andromeda the truth because at some stage hopefully not too long away Olivia would be spending even more time with her father. He nodded at Andromeda. "Yeah, it's tricky." He sighed. "I'll see what I can do."

"Its fine, I think it's great you are all helping Ginny with Olivia. She's blessed to have so many people to help." Andromeda stated. "Olivia's been through a terrible time Teddy doesn't really understand that she's grieving for her parents. I've tried to explain, but he just points out he doesn't have any either. It's a little hard to explain that for him it's different as he can't remember them ever being there for him."

The two little ones ran back into the room, Teddy with his hat already pulled down over his ears hiding his ever colour changing hair. Olivia stopped and looked at Harry a little unsure before running up to me instead as Teddy had zoomed up to Harry ahead of her. "Where are we going Harry? Diagon Alley?"

I just picked up Olivia and gave her a little snuggle it was amazing how much love I felt for this little girl feeling like she was my niece twice over having come from Ginny and Harry. There was no doubt in my mind I would be spending a lot of time with her as she grew up. "How are you feeling Liv?" I asked her.

She shrugged still watching Teddy and Harry. Harry was explaining why we weren't going to Diagon Alley and that if Olivia felt up to it we would go and see my parents. Teddy grinned widely at this and turned to look at me. "I like your parents." He told me. Which didn't surprise me, what had surprised me the last few times we had turned up there with Teddy in tow had been the amount of sugar they had feed the child, they were dentists by trade for goodness sake. Even though they were fascinated by the fact that Wizard and Witches teeth just didn't seem to rot as quickly as muggles.

"How do you feel about that Olivia?" I asked her. "Teddy's been there, and we can floo in, which always gives them a surprise. You see they are muggles and well only travel through the floo to my house or the burrow."

Olivia looked at me, then at Harry. "Okay. Do you have books there?"

That's my girl I thought. She may love a broom like her parents, but she loves to read. "Yes I do. Shall we ask my Mum where she's put my childhood books? I know I made her keep them all."

Harry snorted at my comment and coughed. "Hardly surprising." Into his hand.

I shot him a look before Olivia tensed a bit. "Can I floo with Harry?" She asked.

"I want to go by myself." Teddy announced.

"I don't think so." Andromeda shook her head. "You can go with Hermione. Won't that be fun."

Teddy pouted. "I'm allowed to floo to the burrow."

I shook my head and placed Olivia on the floor before standing up. "Yes, Teddy but my parents have a funny address remember, it's a little hard to say it right. We don't want you ending up somewhere else. Harry did that the first time he ever flooed anywhere."

Olivia shivered looking at Harry, and Teddy went wide eyed. "Cool, where did you go?" He asked.

Harry shook his head, and stood up. "Luckily only a street away from where I was meant to be, and Hagrid found me and took me back to the Weasleys. It wasn't very nice and even then I was 12 so a lot older than you. But don't worry it's only happened to me that once." He took the couple of steps between us quickly and picked up Olivia. "Shall we let Teddy and Hermione go first?"

I said a quick goodbye to Andromeda who looked like she was going to put her feet up for the couple of hours we had Teddy. She was amazing with Teddy, but really he could wear us out easily let alone someone her age.

It wasn't long till my mother was fussing over both of the children. I could tell she had fallen in love with Olivia on sight. Her wide eyed looking around and the way she needed take in everything was probably all my mother needed to see. I had always been far too independent for her liking and a child who was slightly shy always melted my mother's heart. In saying that my parents had been keen to meet Olivia, Ron and I had sort of told them the truth last time we had come for dinner. After all there wasn't too much of a risk, they had managed to keep a secret that I'm a witch from the wider family and their friends for years.

I had to laugh when Dad rubbed his hands together at the mention of Ice-Cream and suggested we all go. Olivia and Teddy didn't know it was odd behavior for my parents whose idea of desert only consisted of fresh fruit salad most of the time.

Harry's slightly strained face almost lit up when Olivia only hesitated on the front door step for a few moments but decided the quiet street was probably worth the risk for the sweet treat involved only six doors down, even though she did cling to Harry's hand walking down the road answering my mother's many questions she had for her even breaking out in French when my mother swapped to it, leaving Harry looking very confused.

"Don't worry they are just talking about some books still." I told him.

He just shook his head. "No, it's just more that I just forgot she would be able to speak it. Her English is so good."

"Her parents were English." I reminded him.

He nodded and I saw once again that flicker of regret cross his face before we arrived at the corner store, and Teddy started asking for pretty much every sweet he saw, before asking where the chocolate frogs were. Olivia was once again looking wide eyed and holding on to Harry, who picked her up as I attempted to keep Teddy's enthusiasm under control.

We were quite pleased with our little trip by the time we dropped Teddy back to Andromeda's after Lunch and Flooed back to the Burrow. My parents were now no longer able to complain I hadn't brought Harry or Teddy over for a while and they had now met Olivia so I felt like I had played the good daughter and Harry well he was terribly proud of Olivia's confidence in going for Ice Cream and made her feel like she climbed a huge hurdle, going on how pleased Ginny would be with her bravery.

Arriving at the burrow we only found Molly in the Kitchen. "Hello dears, did you have a good time?" She asked making us all sit down. "I'll just put the kettle on. Olivia do you want some cookies? I just made a batch."

"Yes please Gran." She answered climbing up to a chair at the table. "Is Ginny home?"

"No, but I imagine she'll be back any minute. The boys listened to the game but Arthur got them back out working on the house the minute the snitch was caught. I don't know what they were thinking charming those paint brushes like they did." Molly sighed as she took a breath. "You would think they would charm them to not paint the windows. But no they totally forgot that bit of the charm." She paused shaking her head. "They were too interested in the game to think properly about it and now half the upstairs windows are painted over."

Harry and I shared a smile. It really did sound like something Charlie and Ron would do. "So did harpies win?" Harry asked grabbing a biscuit off the plate and took a seat as soon as Molly placed it on the table.

Molly nodded her head. "Yes, yes. They won."

I smiled as Olivia grabbed three biscuits and climbed over on to Harry's knee stating just before she shoved one in her mouth. "We went to see Aunty Mione's parents and got ice cream."

Molly stopped and turned to look at Harry. "Really, she went down the road with you."

"It's only six houses." I added.

"Oh, but still that was very brave of you Olivia. Have another cookie honey." Molly pushed the plate towards Olivia, and Harry grabbed a second one.

I couldn't help the thought that ran through my brain questioning if Olivia was anything like Teddy she was going to start going completely hyper due to the amount of sugar she had consumed today. But Olivia grinned with her mouthful and grabbed another one anyway.

"Now, are you all staying for dinner?" Molly asked as she now placed steaming cups of tea in front of Harry and I then a glass of pumpkin juice down for Olivia.

"Ahh, no Ron and I have Neville's bucks night." Harry told her.

Molly clicked her tongue. "I hope you boys behave yourselves. I don't like the things that go on at those."

Harry smiled. "Don't worry Molly, I had to organize it and we won't be having any of those sorts of witches you don't approve of." He consoled the woman who thought of him as her son. "Not to say Seamus did suggest quite a few."

I snorted remembering the couple of floo conversation the boys had this week with him. "Like Hannah would have allowed any of that."

"Or Neville would even know what to do or where to look if there were." Ron scoffed walking in from the outside. "We sorted out the windows Mum." He added giving his mother a kiss on the cheek as he grabbed a handful of biscuits from the plate.

Molly half glared at Ron. "Neville's a good boy that's why. I would hope you would be the same Ronald."

"Yes Mum." Ron answered her winking at Harry.

"Don't worry Molly, Harry's even more scared of me than he is of Hannah." I told her with a smile. Ron was so often all talk, as if I would marry him if he was into stripping witches.

"All fixed Mum." Charlie walked in. "Dad's still in the shed wondering if we should have used muggle towers of poles to paint the higher levels."

"It's called scaffolding." I corrected him.

Charlie just grinned at me before continuing. "Yeah well who could be bothered building a tower just to paint. Dad's been pondering that while Ron and I just flew up there and charmed the brushes. It worked fine."

"Other than the windows?" I pointed out.

Charlie rolled his eyes. "We didn't want to miss the game. Ginny was playing."

"Yeah, it's the family thing to do, listen or go and watch when it's you little sister." Ron added.

Harry snorted and then asked. "So when was the last time you listened one of Percy's presentations at the ministry. Wouldn't that be the family thing to do?"

Charlie groaned, and Ron almost choked just at the thought.

"They are very well researched and full of facts." I added. "I'll be sure to remind you the next time he is due to deliver a new policy to the Wizengamot."

"I'm so glad I live in Romania." Charlie chuckled.

Ron groaned looking at me as Molly beamed at him. "Oh what a wonderful idea, Percy would love that."

"Harry will you read to me, or take me out on my broom?" Olivia asked, clearly finished eating her biscuits and taking stock of the world around her again as she sipped on her pumpkin juice.

"Can you just let me drink my tea?" Harry asked amused at being hurried up.

"She has you wrapped around her little finger doesn't she?" Charlie asked Harry with a smirk.

"Whipped." Ron commented.

It was then I heard the fireplace in the family room flare and signal that someone had arrived. Olivia put her glass on the table and looked up. "Ginny?" She asked wriggling around to get off Harry's knee as fast as possible.

Harry sighed and put her on the floor shaking his head as she took off. "Only when it suits her, I'm always dumped for a better offer." He joked picking up his cup of tea and taking a sip.

"Hello baby girl." I heard Ginny's bag being dumped so she could probably gather Olivia into her arms.

I turned to see Ginny walk back into the room holding Olivia. "Great game." Charlie grinned at her. "I so wish I could listen to the English league in Romania."

"You could always move home." Ginny commented, not quite her normal sarcastic self. "Mum, could you take Liv for a walk I need to talk to Harry and Ron." I felt myself tense up Ginny's voice which was clearly finely controlled. It had that edge I recognised from school that normally meant she was holding herself back from exploding.

Charlie's eyebrows rose. "I'll do it, you wanted to go flying didn't you sweetheart." He said moving over to the back door and opening it. "Where's your broom?"

"On the step." Molly told him and grabbed her cup of tea. "I just might take this out to Arthur." She grabbed a couple of biscuits from the table.

Olivia grinned at Charlie as Ginny placed her on the ground and watched her head out the back door after Charlie, followed closely by Molly.

I glanced at Ginny. "Is it safe to stay, or should I run for cover too?" I asked her. Not that I had seen her blow up since she had a go at Harry the first summer after the war.

Ginny just shrugged her shoulders at me before turning on Harry. "You could have bloody told me the Aurors still at the stadium were there to stop me talking to reporters. What right have you and Kingsley got telling Gwenog you don't want me doing any press conferences?" She started her voice rising with each word.

Harry and Ron had the sense of mind to look a little shocked at the outburst then sheepish. "I...I forgot. There's been a bit going on." Harry half mumbled.

"We just didn't want you being hassled after the kidnapping." Ron told her looking a little scared. I wanted to laugh. Ron and Harry could face anything their jobs threw up them and even the darkest wizard of our time but Ginny angry. Well that seemed to be another story all together. "Also we're still not entirely sure who knows what out there. We not sure we have all the ones who knew the truth in custody."

"You're not?" Harry and Ginny questioned together and I watched as Ron turned a shade almost brighter than his hair in seconds. Oh, crap maybe I should have run for the hills and left Ron to it.

Harry glared at Ron. "And I don't know this why? I know I'm not on the case anymore for obvious reasons, but are you telling me that there could be someone out there who has it in for Ginny that knows the truth."

Ron pulled on the collar of his sweater. "Maybe, I'm not entirely sure. I'm personally involved as well, so I'm only allowed to look at the paper work."

"But you knew the Auror's at the stadium were there to stop me talking?" Ginny turned back to Harry.

"No, I thought they were there to stop reporters getting into to hassle you. Kingsley mentioned he had asked Gwenog to pull you from the press conferences, but well I know reporters they will take every chance they get to ask about something as personal as a kidnapping of your child." Harry answered her, still pretty much glaring at Ron. "How big do they think this betting ring is?"

Ron shifted in his seat. "They don't think much bigger. They just...well...well it seems unlikely that the 3 we caught were the mastermind behind it all."

Harry rolled his eyes. "Well I suppose I can't argue with you there. I just didn't really think about it."

"How could you not think about it?" Ginny asked him. "This could hit the news at anytime and throw Olivia's life into even more chaos."

"Well excuse me to not being on top of absolutely everything. It's not like the kidnapping turned my whole life upside down or anything." Harry bit back at her.

Ron still a ghastly shade caught my eye. "Can we run?" He mouthed at me, causing me to swallow a half choked laugh and shake my head. I turned back to look at Ginny who after Harry's comment of his life being turned upside down had sighed in frustration and strode over the sink, pouring herself a cup of water from the tap and taking a sip while from what I could gather trying to pull herself together.

The back door opened again and Charlie stuck his head in looking around. "Okay no curses going down." He muttered then looked behind him. "Looks like its safe to use the loo kiddo." And Olivia dashed back inside barely looking at anyone heading quickly for the downstairs toilet. It always amused me that little kids would always leave it to the last minute.

Ginny's eyes followed her dash before she placed the glass down in front of her. "I'm just a little pissed off that's all." She spoke to the window not to us. "I'm apparently in the running for 'Rookie of the Year' but I have to court the media if I want to win. Something Gwenog spent 20min's lecturing me about today."

"Wow, really?" Ron sat up amazed.

"Yeah, especially considering I missed two games while in France. I can hardly believe it myself." Ginny half ground out. I knew she had been doing well this year and the fans loved her. But well looking at the amazement on Charlie and Ron's faces I knew this was a pretty major award.

Harry was the first out of his chair, he gently placing a hand on her shoulder and I noticed her stiffen slightly causing Harry to drop his hand back to his side. "Don't worry Gin." I hadn't heard her called that in years well it was only ever Harry that shortened her name even more so it was hardly surprising but... "We'll get on top of this and you can do as many stupid interviews as you like. I'll even let you tell some silly stories about me when I younger."

My eyes almost popped out of my head. I wasn't allowed to write a book on him, but Ginny who had spent the last few years ignoring him, yeah, yeah I know now she had her reasons but still...she was going to be allowed to talk to the media about Harry? He would kill the rest of us if we did that.

"I don't want to court the media. I was just pissed off having to sit through a lecture questioning me about not talking to the press when I had no idea I wasn't allowed to, or not even meant to." Ginny turned to Harry. "Gwen was in a right mood about it all."

Harry winced. "Sorry. I know she's bossy."

Ginny snorted. "Yeah well you can explain that to Liv when Gwenog gets so pissed off at me for not getting the award that she knocks me out with a bludger for a few weeks."

Harry's face almost went green at Ginny's joke. "That's not funny."

Charlie sat down beside me and grabbed another biscuit from the plate which was now almost empty. Nudging me in that side and nodding at Harry when I turned to him. "That face answers my question from last night." He muttered with raised eyebrows. I frowned trying to remember what he had asked.

"It was a joke Harry." Ginny exclaimed causing me to look away from Charlie and back at her. She placed her glass back on the bench with another sigh.

Olivia raced back into the room. "All done." She said stopping by Charlie. "Can we go up on your broom?" She asked him.

"No." Harry and Ginny both turned, answering at the same time.

Charlie shot them an amused look. "Sorry kiddo, I don't think that's a good idea. Maybe in a few years, Harry and Ginny can bring you over to the see the Dragons and I'll take you up over to look at them then."

"Really." Olivia asked looking at Harry and Ginny as if Charlie had just offered her the world.

Ginny rolled her eyes. "She won't leave the house with Mum or I but she'll fly over Dragons." She muttered.

"I went for Ice Cream with Harry and Aunt Mione today." Olivia announced to Ginny placing her hands on her hips with a slight glare that had enough of a hint of Ginny in to make Charlie almost crack up and me smirk. Ron was just back to eating biscuits. I think he figured he was out of trouble for now.

Ginny looked to Harry. "Really?" She asked.

He nodded at her. "Yeah, we flooed over to Hermione's parents, it's only 6 houses down the road to the corner shop." He paused shrugging his shoulders. "But she even walked herself." I could still hear just how proud he was in his voice.

"Oh, that's wonderful. What flavour did you have?" Ginny asked walking around the table and scooping Olivia into her arms again.

"Chocolate." Olivia told her. "I always have Chocolate. But they didn't have any Chocolate frogs. Are you on a card like Harry?"

Ginny shook her head. "No. I'm not."

"You will be if you win that award." Ron piped in. Ginny and Harry both glared at him. Ron looked confused. "But remember I was the first one in the family to have one." He shrugged ignoring the glares.

Olivia looked at Ron, then back at Ginny. "Does he really have his own Frog card?" Like she wasn't quite sure if she believed him.

"I do, look I'll show you." Ron said pulling out his wallet and producing one then handing it to Olivia who looked at it and back to Ron.

"You carry around your own Chocolate Frog Card?" Charlie asked clearly amused. "I would think you would carry the one of your Fiancé. Not one of yourself."

I smiled. "Nope, he doesn't like my card." I told Charlie.

Harry snorted from the bench.

"Why?" Charlie looked at Ron. "I've got one I think it's a beautiful picture of Hermione."

Ron had turned a little red at the question, and he muttered. "It lists Krum as her first boyfriend."

I smiled, it still really got to Ron that he hadn't been my first snog. Charlie just barked out a laugh.

Harry sighed placing a hand over his heart. "You know it broke poor Ron's heart at the time, his hero stealing his girl from right under his nose."

"Oh, shut up." Ron groaned. "Don't we have to get going?" He asked looking at his watch.

Harry glanced at his. "Yeah. We do."

"I might hang here." Then I added in. "Have dinner as you are both going to be out."

Ron stopped by me and gave me a kiss before heading out. "See you when I get home then."

"Yeah, don't get too drunk or you can sleep in Teddy's room." I answered him, with a smile.

"I know." He half groaned. "I snore when I'm pissed."

"It sounds like a steam train running through the house." Harry snorted walking over to where Ginny still held Olivia. "Right little one, I'll see you tomorrow for lunch." He said, taking her from Ginny to give her a hug and kiss on the cheek. It was so sweet to watch him with her.

"Okay." She said, throwing her little arms around his neck then kissing him on the cheek back. "I love you." She blurted out hugging him again.

Harry's face almost radiated his eyes wide and his cheeks flushed for a second then he held Olivia closer to himself and closed his eyes. "I love you too don't you ever forget it." He whispered to her.

I suddenly felt like the rest of us shouldn't be there. It was such a special moment for him.

Olivia pulled back and looked at him grinning. "I love you, you love me." She half sang. "We're a happy family, with a great big hug and a kiss from me to you." She hugged and kissed him as she sang. "Won't you say you love me too?" She giggled at the end.

"Hey, that's our song." Ginny complained, but the look on her face was one of wonder at Harry and Olivia.

Olivia looked back at her. "It's nice to share." She told her. Sounding very much like she was repeating something Ginny or Molly would have told her when playing with Teddy or Victoire. Making us all laugh.

"Well I do love you, but I do have to go sweetheart." Harry smiled hugging her one last time. "Be a good girl for Ginny won't you."

"Okay." Olivia answered squirming to get down from him, now her moment was over. "I want to ride my broom." She announced back to Charlie.

Harry put her down reluctantly and looked at Ginny intently. "You taught her that song?" He asked.

Ginny had turned quite red under his gaze. "It's from a Muggle TV program for kids, Barney the Purple Dinosaur. It just something we sing with each other."

Ron grabbed Harry by the arm. "Great now Harry will be glowing like he's in love all night and I'll have to fend off questions about just who the girl is. Bloody Hell." He grumbled, clearly seeing that Harry was indeed looking very smug.

"Language Ron." I exclaimed sending him a glare. I mean really Olivia was still in the room. I watched as Ron started to drag Harry away whose gaze seemed to have linked with Ginny's at some stage with unasked questions shining in his eyes.

Charlie tapped me on the shoulder causing me to turn to him as he held out one hand for Olivia take. "I reckon they could be married before you." He whispered in my ear, nodding back towards Ginny.

I could feel my eyebrows rise in surprise, what on earth was he on about? I turned back to see Ron pull Harry into the family room clearly heading for the floo. As Ginny pulled out a seat and flopped into it, crossed her arms and rested her now completely red face on them.

"Right, we'll be back when this one gets tired of her broom. I guess it might be a few hours." Charlie called out as I heard the door open and shut with Olivia starting to chat away to Charlie.

"You alright?" I asked Ginny, confused by the fact she suddenly seemed very embarrassed.

"I feel like I'm 11 again." She muttered groaning afterwards. "Why can't I control myself?"

"Okay, I think you've lost me completely." I told her.

Ginny raised her head slightly and looked at me for a long moment. "Surely you can work this one out Hermione." She stood up again and headed for the stairs muttering away to herself. "One intense look, that's all it takes and you turn red. Control yourself Ginny. Bloody control yourself."

Oh...Oh...Oh.

Really...? No...? But Charlie? No...? But...? Oh hell...well maybe not, maybe it was brilliant? No, it was brilliant wasn't it? Harry had never really given up on her...and now? Well there was still alot to work through but...

I felt my smiling at the thought, probably grinning like an idiot actually. Ginny still had feeling for Harry, and I gather from her face just now she was finally admitting it to herself.