I looked round, appalled, at Helen. She looked so immensely smug I could have slapped her right here. I actually think I would have, if Mabel hadn't been looking curiously up at me.

"Such a bad temper" Helen smirked, turning to look at me.

I glared at her, showing my anger through my eyes rather then my mouth. She smiled even more when she realised that I couldn't really have a go at her right here in the car park.

"That wasn't necessary" I growled quietly.

"Oh I know it wasn't necessary," she said, "But it was needed"

"Needed for what?" I asked sharply.

"I don't know about you, Katie, but I don't think they deserve to be here"

"What d'you mean by 'deserve'?" I asked, raising an eyebrow, "It's not like people are lining up to live in Downlow in Kent"

She scowled.

"That's not what I mean. I mean, most of us are decent here" I frowned when she exaggerated the word 'most', she carried on, "They seem really stuck up, snobby, rich little hooligans"

I shook my head in shock and anger and pulled Mabel away, rather harder than I had anticipated, because she yelled and started to wail.

"Oh, I'm so sorry Mabel. Lets get you into the car" I apologised. She cried as I loaded her into the car, fuming.

I jumped in myself and watched as Helen sped away in Knox's car. I was about to leave myself, until I heard a knock on my car window. I turned to see who it was and saw Zara peering in.

"Be back in a second" I told Mabel, handing her some sweetie Love hearts to calm her down. I opened the door and stood in front of Zara, who was holding her son, Wesley, by the hand.

"Hi, Katie isn't it?" she said, I nodded in confirmation, "Would you say that you and James Potter's mother are good friends?"

I thought about this for a bit. I certainly did see her as a friend, but maybe she was just someone I talked too at my son's school run. However, I nodded my head slightly.

"She invited me for dinner tomorrow, I think we could be classified as friends" I decided to tell her, still angry at Helen to fully keep my voice gentle.

"Dinner?" she asked, shocked, and slightly jealous, I noticed.

"Yes, Ginny said we should talk over dinner, not at the school gates." I added, tying not to boast.

"Have you seen their house yet then?" she asked, wide eyed. I shook my head, deciding not to tell her that I was in way, stalking the Potters.

"Oh, well, have fun" she said, looking a bit downhearted.

"Hey, your son's in James' class, isn't he?" I asked her.

"Joshua is, yes. I believe your son is too?"

"That's what got me and Ginny talking. Liam took to James straight away"

"Well, James seems to be very popular, he has lots of friends already. Josh speaks of him loads at home" I thought very privately that James likes Liam most. It wasn't just a jealous feeling, I felt like it was somewhat the truth.

"Did you see her baby?" Zara asked me.

"Ginny's?" I asked, rather stupidly. Who else? She nodded slowly.

"Yes, I have. Isn't she gorgeous?"

"I haven't properly seen her yet. Ginny seems to be very protective around her, and her younger son" Zara said, frowning. I felt extremely surprised, Ginny seemed protective, but not in a way she wouldn't let anyone see her baby. I felt honoured that Ginny had trusted me enough to show me Lily, an even introduce her to me.

"And her husband, arriving here in a Lamborghini. Know anything about him?" she egged me on.

"All I have to say is, they're a very nice family. No snootiness or rudeness about them. Harry works in the Police, at the top of department, I think. They've moved from London only a few days ago." I had let my tongue run away with itself, and I saw Zara take in all the information. I remembered Ginny saying that she hated when people invaded their privacy, now Zara would probably spread all of this information to every inch of the school. I had messed up greatly. I supposed I had got carried away because I was still furious at Helen for ambushing Ginny like that, when Ginny hadn't done anything but drop her son at school.

"I'm sorry, I've got to go." I said quickly, shutting the door, and driving off.

By the time I got home, it was 9:15, and I wanted to go out to buy something for Ginny to say thank you for inviting us to her house tomorrow. I didn't know who was picking James up after school today, so I decided I would give the gift when we arrived tomorrow. Instead, I pulled up at the hairdressers, ready to get my hair trimmed. I thought that as she was here, Mabel might as well get a trim too, her hair was getting too long.


That afternoon, at 10 past 3, I was sitting in my car, waiting for Ginny. The thing is, I didn't even know if Ginny was collecting James. It could me Molly, or Harry, or even some unknown relative I didn't know, though I highly doubted that. I sat watching the car entrance and made to stand up whenever I saw someone enter, though I sank back down when I just saw another Ford, or VW Touran enter. At last, I saw Harry's Bentley roll into the gates and park quite near my car, and I opened the door to my own car. The passenger door of the Bentley flew open and I saw Ginny hop out. So they were both here. This was new, I thought. I watched as I saw Ginny reach into the back and pull out Al, who was clutching a green umbrella, for some reason. I also watched as Harry, on the other side of the car, pull out Lily's from her car seat. Harry looked down at his daughter with a smile that made my heart melt. He was cradling her gently and from what I could see, speaking too her softly.

"Hiya Katie" Ginny said, making me jump.

"Hi" I replied, smiling.

"Sorry for storming of this morning. That Helen, do you know her?" she asked me, letting go of Al so he could run to Harry, who was walking around the car to join his wife.

"No, not that well. She thins your competing with her husband's wealth. She's the school gossiper, her daughter, Florence, is in Liam's year, but in the other class" I said grimly.

"Hi Katie, you good?" smiled Harry, as he stood next to Ginny, still holding Lily in his arms. She seemed to have a spot moulded there, for she fitted perfectly.

"Yes, I am thank you" I smiled back. I hadn't actually seen Harry and Ginny together, but they looked so brilliant together. His hair complementing her hair, and her eyes complementing his. Al was clutching onto his Dad's legs as Mabel appeared by my side.

"'lo Mabel" he said quietly, Mabel smiled happily back.

"So," Ginny began again, "We were just discussing that Helen, you were saying her daughter is in Liam and James' year. What's she like?"

"Horrible," I said shortly, making Harry laugh and Ginny smile.

"You shouldn't laugh, Harry. You haven't met her" Ginny said, trying to be serious, but failing miserably at the twinkle in Harry's eyes.

"Ok, ok, but I will, for what she said to you this morning" he said, clasping her hand, and intertwining their fingers.

"You act like I can't fight my own battles, Harry" she rolled her eyes at him, as he flashed another smile.

"Speak of the devil, here she comes in her car now" I said, spotting the z4 pull into a space, that all the other parents knew was practically reserved for her. Harry and Ginny both looked round and watched as she climbed out of her car. Harry narrowed his eyes as she walked through the school gates and into the school.

"Let's go, we need to collect our children anyway" I suggested, Harry nodded, and together, we followed Helen through the entrance.