Everybody sat back and relaxed in the living quarters, content with Ginny's cooking. James was playing with his toy trucks with Catherine while Ginny and Ron sat back and watched the two of them, Ron already falling asleep. Catherine caught Ron bobbing his head back and forth and decided it was time to leave.

"Well Gin it looks like Ronald here can't handle the evening so it's best we leave now."

Catherine stood up from where she sat on the floor and quietly walked towards Ron who was already sounding asleep.

"Ron…Ronald come on, let's go home. You're already falling asleep."

"We're leaving already? I haven't had the chance to play with James yet."

Catherine rolled her eyes, she was starting to become frustrated and impatient.

"Ronald, honestly quit acting like a five year old and let's go."

Ronald finally listened to Catherine and got up from the couch and stretched his tired muscles. James finally realized that his Uncle and Catherine were getting ready to leave and he wasn't ready for them to go yet.

"Uncle Ron, Cathy where do you guys think you're going?"

Ron squat down until he was leveled with James height.

"Well James it's time for us to go. Besides you don't want old Uncle Ron to stay here all day do you?"

"Sure I do Uncle Ron. I could share my bed with you. All I have to do is ask Mum if she could make it bigger for the both of us. Then we could watch movies and play with my trucks and my other toys too. I promise I'll share just don't leave me yet. It's not time to go."

James looked at his uncle with pleading eyes. He hasn't seen his uncle for a week; usually he visits him everyday, just so they could just play.

"How about you spend the night with Cathy and I so we could play all we want. If we stay here mummy here would make us go to bed early."

James eyes lit up with happiness. He was going to spend the night with his uncle. That was the most exciting thing he would be doing, that is if Ginny would let him. James turned around and faced his mum and started to give her the "puppy eyes." James "puppy eyes" affected everyone if he wanted something really bad. Surprisingly it even worked with Ginny which is saying something because she is one stubborn woman.

"Alright you have my permission but, you behave well James. I don't want to hear stories that you've been misbehaving understand?"

"Yes mum."

Ginny smiled and hugged her son. She quickly gathered his belongings and gave it to Catherine while James and Ron were out into his chest box picking which toys they could play with.

"Catherine is this alright with you? I mean you must have a busy schedule tomorrow, being Monday and all."

"I mean, I don't mind at all. Tomorrow I get off work earlier than usual and Ronald has it off tomorrow. So, it won't be a problem, we could handle James."

"If you both feel like you need a break I could just floo over to your house and I could just…"

"Ginny its ok, just tell me what his schedule is and we'll be fine."

Ginny nodded reluctantly and went to find a pen and paper to write down James schedule. When she found one, she scribbled down what James needed to do and gave it to Catherine.

"Catherine, if James wakes up sobbing please floo me. I'm the only one he'll talk to."

"Ginny tomorrow afternoon at the new coffee shop in Hogsemade, meet me there and we'll just talk, ok?"

Ginny nodded, knowing that Catherine wants a full explanation about her problems. She really needed this because Merlin help her she'll go insane.

Once James was set everybody gathered into the fireplace. With a hug goodbye and a direct call to where they wanted to go all three were gone, making the house feel all quiet and making Ginny more depressed than she ever felt. Walking around aimlessly, Ginny decided to take a shower and go through her attic to clean up. She was that hopeless without the company of her only son.

As soon as Ginny was done taking her shower, she felt a little better than she was before but, just a little. She went upstairs and pulled onto the rope that was attached to a door up on the ceiling. She tugged on it until stairs led up toward the attic. She slowly climbed up on it, cautious so she wouldn't hurt herself. When she was fully in the room, she began with the first box her eyes set on.

The box was just plain cardboard. Once she looked inside the things were nothing but plain. This particular box held her gown from the ball that was held for the Triwizard Tournament. She smiled when she remembered Neville kept stepping on her foot causing the both of them to fumble a lot. She never did understand why people continuously made fun of him. He was the sweetest guy she knew. Probably the sweetest of all the male population in Hogwarts.

Along with her gown was her diary. Ginny stroked her diary with affection. This particular diary was set after the Chamber of Secrets. She bought it herself with the money she saved up from Birthdays and Christmas'.

The last item in the box was a picture frame. The picture frame though, collected dust from being in the box very long so Ginny wiped it and with a glimpse she immediately dropped it, chipping of the decorations and slightly breaking the glass. She couldn't believe she saved that picture. Ginny covered her eyes and willed herself not to cry and be strong. After 5 years since that day, Ginny never let it go. Maybe it's the fact that he never bothered to say, "I'm sorry."

Ginny grabbed the picture frame with slightly shaking hands and put it on the very bottom of the box along with her gown and diary. She put this particular box all the way at the back and walked out of the attic and closing the door, she had enough heart aches in one day. Deciding that she was tired, Ginny walked to her bedroom and went into her covers, feeling very lonely indeed. Thank goodness she started work later on in the week. With many thoughts in her mind, she fell into a fit full sleep, having dreams that have occurred before.