There was lots of hushed murmuring as Harry, Ginny, Al, Mabel, and I entered but Harry expertly ignored it, only slightly adjusting Lily in one arm. Ginny's eyes swept over the crowd and called to Al, who was trailing behind a bit with Mabel, to keep up. I felt eyes upon me as well, and I wasn't used to it. I was usually just ignored, seeing as I didn't really talk to any of the other mums, but now, eyes were on me as well, because I was with such a stunning couple. I saw Helen standing near her son William's classroom and Zara near Josh's. I didn't want to speak to either of them, but I soon realised that Harry and Ginny were aiming for a spot a good distance away from both of them. I followed eagerly, feeling a bit like a fan following her celebrity crush. I laughed a bit at my self for thinking this though.

They walked straight on until they reached a spot in the corner if the playground, but in plain view of the classroom in which James and Liam would run out of in a few minutes time. Albus was looking at Mabel, as she picked up a daisy she had found on the grass. Lily had started to moan, so Harry started to rock her, but he had missed the opportunity as she started to wail louder, shuffling around, and clenching her little fists against Harry's shirt.

"Really Lily?" Harry sighed, hugging her close so her wails were more muffled.

"She's tired Harry" Ginny told him, stroking Lily's hair, trying to help settle her.

"She wasn't tired earlier" said Harry, frowning.

"After having 2 babies before, I would assume that babies aren't tired at every single point in the day" Ginny smirked, poking him in the side.

"Girls are harder though" Harry grinned back, still bouncing Lily.

"Hush" laughed Ginny, putting a finger to his lips. He kissed it gently before Lily started to howl.

"Oh Lily come here. Obviously, Daddy isn't key today" Ginny said, taking the squirming baby in her arms. Lily clutched her Mum's top and held tight.

"Obviously he isn't" agreed Harry, picking up Albus from the floor. Albus laughed and hung around Harry's neck, while Harry swung him around.

"Mummy swing me!" Mabel said, grabbing my hand.

"Mummy can't swing you Mabel, Daddy does" I said guiltily. Harry looked at Mabel, then at me.

"Can I?" asked Harry, pointing at Mabel.

"Sorry?" I asked, slightly confused.

"Can I swing her? She looks a bit downcast" he explained. I opened my mouth, before closing it and nodding. He smiled, and bent down to exchange Albus with Mabel. Mabel looked at me excitedly as Harry gently picked her up. I noted he was much gentler with Mabel then he was with his own son. This assured me a bit more.

Mabel let out a shriek of laughter and Harry flung her around, exactly how he had just swung Al around seconds prior. Speaking of Al, he was l

¿looking furious as his own Dad played with someone that wasn't him. He pouted as Mabel laughed in delight as Harry released her onto the ground, and as soon as he feet touched the pavement, Al rushed straight back into his arms.

"Again! Again!" cried Mabel, reaching out her arms.

"No. My Daddy" snapped Al, holding tight onto his Dad's arms.

"You sure about that Al?" asked Ginny, smirking at Harry.

"Yes" nodded Al, glaring at Mabel. Mabel looked weepily up at me.

"One more swing?" she begged. I shook my head.

"Your Daddy will swing you when we get home, OK?" I told her. Her bottom lip quivered as I reached into my pocket and pulled out a small packet of Haribo's. I know I shouldn't really bribe my kids with sweets, but I also wouldn't want an outburst in front of Harry and Ginny.

A sudden bell indicated the release of the children and a second later, I saw the doors fly open and the kids run out. Liam was waving around a collection of nature things, James alongside him.

"Mummy! Daddy! I got a feather!" James yelled triumphantly, waving around the pure white feather, when suddenly a huge gust of wind appeared, sweeping the feather straight out of James' hand. James cried out in despair, as he tried and failed to re capture the feather, however, an extraordinary thing happened. I don't know if it was in my imagination, but the feather that I was sure was floating away rapidly, changed course, and sped straight into James' outstretched hand. He giggled as he waved it around, tickling Al on his nose, making the small child sneeze adorably.

"See, got a feather" James said, puffing out his chest proudly. Liam started to show me his treasures too. He had an acorn, a rusty 1p coin, and, to my horror, a dead centipede.

"I got money" Liam told me, pointing at the 1p coin. James frowned.

"Not money, Liam. That's too silly. That not a Knut"

"James" said Harry suddenly, looking sternly at his son. Ginny put a hand on his arm.

"Easy, Harry" she told him softly. He looked at her and nodded softly. Again, all very odd behaviour from the lot of them. James was looking scared up at his Dad as he said silently,

"Sorry. I forgot, again didn't I?" Harry shook his head as if to say, not now. James smiled nervously as he approached his Dad.

"Did you see my feather?" He asked again. Harry put Al on the floor and took the feather from James.

"Did you go on a treasure hunt?" Harry asked, smiling. His abrupt change of voice startled me a bit, but I was glad the awkwardness in the air had subsided and the conversation was back to normal.

"We went outside and collected special things" grinned James, reaching out for his feather.

"I got lots of things" announced Liam, holding out his 'special things' for everyone to see. Albus looked into his hand and pointed at the centipede.

"What's dat?"

"It's a sleepy cenniepee" Liam answered, picking up the centipede with his other hand.

"Bug" said Mabel, darting away. She, like me, had a fear of bugs, any bugs, that no one could seem to get rid of.

"Lickle bug" nodded Al, looking curiously at the centipede.

"Ugly bug" giggled James. Ginny grinned, and Harry supressed a smile.

"Uncle Ron no like spiders" Al told me, his green eyes boring into mine.

"He doesn't just not like them Al" laughed Harry, "He hates them"

"Is James' Uncle Ron your brother, Harry?" I asked. He shook his head sadly.

"No, he's been my best friend since I was 11. He's Ginny's brother. I'm an only child" he spoke softly.

It was quiet for a while before Harry said quietly,

"Katie, I don't want to alarm you or anything, but this Helen lady is walking straight towards you, us, whoever" I span around and saw Helen, holding Florence's hand as she strode quickly towards us. I noticed that Zara, who could be getting home now, was also hanging around.

"Hello Katie" she said, pushing Florence to walk quicker.

"Hullo Helen, and Florence" I said.

"Helen Nightingale, Mr Potter, nice to meet you" she said, ignoring me, and pulling her hand out of her daughter's grasp. Harry shook it, out of politeness, before eyeing her carefully. His eyes had the effect that they were assessing her, seeing if she was guilty of a crime.

"Nice to meet you, Harry Potter" he said back, not very enthusiastically.

"I must say, what a pleasure it is that you've moved here" she smiled, a painfully sickening smile. Ginny's mouth fell open, before she quickly snapped it close.

"Oh really," Harry growled, "You weren't too sure about that this morning, when you confronted my wife"

Helen's eyes widened in shock, before she stuttered,

"I…I… I was… well… I was tired… I wasn't umm… aware of what I… was… saying"

Ginny shook her head in utter disbelief. I was equally dumbfounded. Had she really expected Ginny to not tell Harry about this morning antics.

"This is my daughter, Florence" Helen said, at desperate attempts to alter the conversation. Harry gave a small smile to Florence before plucking Albus of the floor again.

"Nice to meet you, Florence, we better be of now" Harry said, placing Al onto his shoulders. Mabel stared up at him as he waved down at her.

Florence was looking haughtily at James, who was standing with one hand on his Mum's leg. She turned her head to Liam, who was standing by my feet.

"You's not in my class" she said, frowning.

"Other class" James said, giving her a charming smile that my Liam certainly couldn't have mustered.

"Ova class ok" she said, sounding uncannily like her mother.

"Do you know James, Florence?" Helen asked her daughter. Florence rolled her eyes.

"Everyone knows James"

"Everyone" agreed James happily.

"As much as we would like to carry on this conversation, we need to scarper" Harry said, placing a hand on James' shoulder, and steering him away.

"Bye Florence!" James called, leaping in front to be with Liam.

When we all reached the car park, Ginny turned back to me.

"Still on for tomorrow at 3?"

I nodded, a little to enthusiastically. She grinned.

"See you there"

She waved as she got into the car, and it pulled out of the gates. I smiled in prospect of the following day, I really was rather obsessed