That evening, I decided to mention about Ginny's invite to Robert, who was lounging on the sofa with Mabel dozing on his chest. I had to admit, they looked pretty adorable together. I glanced at the clock on the wall and gently picked up Mabel, carrying her upstairs to her room. I undid her hair and placed her under the covers. I kissed her forehead and went to check on Liam. I was pleased to see he had gotten himself into bed too. I quietly kissed him too before closing the door, leaving only a slither of light in his room.

"Me and you time now" Robert said, as I entered back into the living room.

"Are you wiling to go to the Potter's house for tea on Saturday?" I asked, ignoring him. He looked up abruptly.

"You invited yourself over?"

"What? No! She said that we could get to know each other properly, not just at school runs." I told him, shocked. He lay back down.

"If you want. I don't any particular desire too" he said.

"I'm not going by myself. Ginny said her husband, Harry, will be there" I answered, folding my arms. He raised an eyebrow at me.

"Why would you think I had any particular desire to talk to Ginny's husband?"

"He has 2 Bentley's, and a Lamborghini" I smirked. He looked dumbfounded at me.

"You're lying, Kate" He said finally.

"No, I'm not. Please just come. Plus, I don't really want to be in charge of both Liam and Mabel" I realised I was almost begging.

He sighed, but nodded.

"Fine. Don't expect me to be best friends with this Harry guy"

"He's nice! He's not like Helen's husband, you know Knox Nightingale" I protested.

"I never said he was. But he does seem a bit stuck up" He said, closing his eyes.

"Well, he's not. He's decent. Come along and get to know him you big baby" I snickered.

I woke up nice and early the next day, and managed to do some decent make up before we left to drop Liam at school. I had actually forgotten to mention to Liam that we were going to James' house tomorrow. When I told him, he yelled in delight.

"Yes please! Did James' Mummy inblite me?"

"Yes, you can only go to a friends house if they invite you Liam" I sighed, turning into the school. I got out of the car and saw Ginny, James and Al waving at me, Liam, and Mabel. We all waved back. Liam trotted over to James and started talking enthusiastically while I talked to Ginny.

"Still alright for Saturday, Katie?" she asked, smiling, rocking Lily in a pushchair back and forth.

"Robert says sure, and Liam couldn't be more excited. This is his first time round to someone's house ever" I said, smiling.

"That's great!" she said, smiling back, "What times could you do? We can do anything after lunch, but before 8pm"

"We can do anytime" I said, rather helpfully, may I might add.

"3 sound alright?"

I nodded. Suddenly, I heard a sound I hadn't heard in a long time, I tiny baby wail.

"That's sorted then." Ginny grinned, as she reached into the pram and pulled out Lily, who was looking utterly adorable in a tiny flowery dress and white tights. She was fussing and had screwed up her face in a little ball. Ginny bounced her up and down until Lily quietened a bit. She was still sobbing, and Ginny placed her on her shoulder.

"Can't she stop crying?" I heard James ask.

"She won't be entirely happy until Daddy has her, James, you know that. Your sister is such a Daddy's girl." She grinned, "Unlike you my darling boy, you only quietened for Mummy"

I laughed as James smiled happily at his Mum.

"What about Al?" I asked.

"Oh well Al was pretty much the most brilliant behaved baby ever." She said, laughing, "One day Harry and I woke up to find James leaning over the side of Al's bed pouring flour on him. Poor little 7-month-old Al didn't even cry. He just waited until Harry came in then he simply just sneezed" she said, eyes shining at that particular memory. I laughed as I looked down at Al. He really did look perfectly innocent, big green eyes staring admiringly up at his Mum.

"Jamie cover me in flowers?" he asked, I started laughing again.

"No Al, I covered you in flour not flowers" frowned James.

"He's only little James don't tease" Ginny said, sensing imminent danger. James scowled and glared at Al, who was looking confused.

"I'm not teasing, I'm helping" James stated.

"Then help nicely, not sarcastically please" Ginny told him, switching Lily onto the other shoulder. I now had a good view of her face. Her eyes were open and were brown, rather like Ginny's. She looked straight at me and stared. She looked mostly like Ginny, though she had Harry's face shape. Her hair shone in the light and she was the uttermost perfection.

"How did Lily sleep last night?" I asked, as Lily continued to blink at me.

"Terribly, and I feel terrible" she said, frowning.

"Why?" I asked.

"I made Harry deal with her. I couldn't be bothered to just reach to the end of the bed, so I made Harry get her and calm her down. Now he's had to leave early for work extremely tired and fed up"

"Dadda sad. Lily noisy" Al said, from next to Ginny.

"Al woke up too. But James is such a heavy sleeper he slept right through it all" she added. James grinned.

"I didn't hear a thing" he said proudly.

"Well good for you" Ginny said, sighing. I felt sorry for her, moving into a new area with a restless baby and a busy husband mustn't be too much fun.

"I can always take James for the evening, if that helps" I said, surprising myself. I didn't really intend to say it, it just sort of came out. Ginny looked surprised for a moment too.

"Actually, there is a day we need someone looking after James and Al next week." She said.

"Sure, when?" I answered.

"Next Wednesday. Harry has a meeting at the house at 7pm and I don't want the boys to be there" she added gravely. I supposed it was something important, and maybe gruesome.

"I reckon I could take them" I said. Ginny's face lit up.

"That's fantastic! I don't know how to thank you! Harry will be so relieved. He was thinking about moving the meeting somewhere else" she beamed.

"What time will the boys need to be picked up?"

Ginny thought for a moment before saying,

"I'm not too sure. I'll ask Harry and get back to you"

I nodded, as the bell rang, and Liam hugged me goodbye. Ginny kissed James' forehead as he ran into the classroom with Liam.

"You know, moving to Kent was not my idea, but I think it was a good plan. James adores Liam" Ginny grinned, starting to walk back to the car park. I smiled back at her. All of a sudden, Helen popped out quite literally from her friend's car. She approached me and Ginny, smiling, though it was such a fake smile. A smile you do when you're warming up to someone. Ginny smiled warmly back, obviously unaware of who this woman really was. Helen stopped in front of us and extended her arm. Ginny quickly shifted Lily, who was still lying over her shoulder, and shook it.

"Helen Nightingale" Helen said.

"Nice to meet you, Helen. I'm Ginny Potter" replied Ginny.

"Lovely" Helen said, with the air of someone with a question at the tip of their tongue. Ginny must have seen it too, because she said,

"May I help you or…?"

"No, I was simply wondering why you suddenly appeared out of nowhere and started claiming the neighbourhood" Helen scowled. Ginny looked very taken aback and gently placed Lily back into her pram. She made sure Al was close by before turning back to Helen.

"I'm sorry, but I don't even know you. Why accuse me of 'claiming the neighbourhood?"

"You arrive here with fancy cars and your son seems to be very popular." Helen snapped. Ginny looked positively bewildered.

"Oh, well, my son is very friendly with the other children because, well, he's very energetic. He's a very happy child. The cars, I, um, I didn't realise they were 'fancy'" Ginny replied, "I'm sorry if I'm offending you, we come from London. We're not used to all this rural stuff"

Helen glared at Ginny, but Ginny stood her ground.

"And I don't understand why anyone would be so bothered. My husband and I like to keep ourselves private. We hate it when someone tries to invade" she continued, now frowning intensely.

"Explain, 'private'" Helen asked.

"Private means secret" chirped Mabel happily from by my feet. Helen didn't want to be rude to a child, so she ignored her instead, which I think is just as bad.

"That's right. Excuse me, I've really got to go" and with that, Ginny turned on heel, and strutted out the school gates. Helen and I stared as she left, without a trace of a goodbye.