Flashback
'James, where are we going?' Lily giggled as her husband lead her, blindfolded, down the road. The tall black-haired man chuckled and whispered in her ear.
'You'll see soon, Petal.' The night was just as he had planned, there was no wind to whip around Lily's bare shoulders and all the arrangements had been made.
'We can't be gone long you know. Harry is only one and I don't feel right about your mum babysitting all the time.' Lily reminded James regretfully. James sighed, 'I know, but can't you just enjoy it while it lasts?'
'Enjoy what?' Lily laughed.
'This.' replied James simply and whipped off hr blindfold. In front of them was a building covered in glowing lights and pumpkins a-glow with fairies. In between the mass of ivy climbing gracefully across the building was a sign.
'Petal's'
'O James,' murmured Lily softly, 'It's where we went on our first date, just like back then.'
'Come on Mrs Potter, before it gets too late your husband would like a dance.'
End Flash back
Marie woke up drenched in sweat, Potter…the couple were his parents.
'Are you OK?' Ginny asked softly from the bed next to her.
'Fine,' Marie whispered back but she was lying. If she could get this much from just touching one of Harry's school books that Ginny had borrowed, seeing what they saw, knowing what they were thinking, their hopes and fears, what would happen if she touched Harry himself?