All was quiet in the house, except for one wizard who was determined to make this day one to remember for the boy that he had grown so fond of. He searched for hours into the night until he found the name and address he was looking for.

When Jake woke on the day of his birthday, he opened his eyes and looked at the clock on the side table next to his bed. He quickly closed his eyes again. It's far too early to be awake on a vacation day. He fell asleep again, but not before wondering what had woken him up so early to begin with. Jake didn't even remember that it was his birthday.

Ginny awoke to her alarm soon after. She rolled over and shut the blaring noise off. Wondering to herself why she needed an alarm clock if Harry was going to be up so early everyday, she stretched and dressed, and then after making sure her son was asleep, so headed to the kitchen where a great fume was emerging from.

The early morning sun was faint in the room, and carried in the open window was the early April wind was the sounds of baby robins from their nests in the trees. Amy soon got up and joined the two adults in the kitchen. She also knew it was Jake's birthday and set the present she had for him on the table with Harry and Ginny's gifts for him.

"Amy, we have a little surprise for Jake," Ginny told the girl, "All of the Weasleys' are going to be here in an hour. Can you help us get ready?"

Amy looked at the mother of her best friend, and smiled broadly at her. She understood that this day would have the ups and downs for Jake. Meeting the family he never knew his adoptive mother had would be hard, but special. She hoped that this birthday would be better then all of the rest that he remembered, because he had only had small ones with Ginny and Luke.

"I'd love to help," Amy responded.

Jake woke to a noise that sounded like a bomb to him outside his window. Startled, he dressed quickly and ran down the stairs two at a time. When he reached the kitchen doorway however, he stopped dead in his tracks. There were red-heads everywhere, and he could see the through the sliding door in the kitchen that there were even more of them outside.

The hugely stacked pile of presents that was overflowing the table and scattered around the floor next to the table wasn't what caught Jake's attention either. The one thing that caught his eyes was the brown haired man leaning against the sink, talking and laughing with Harry.

The man stopped laughing when out of the corner of his eye he saw the birthday boy stop in the doorway of the kitchen. Harry quietly excused himself, and left the room out the sliding door and joined a group of red headed men outside. Ginny appeared at the door that Harry just exited "Luke –"

She stopped short when she saw her two boys just staring at each other. Luke turned to her, and she finished "---Never mind, I'll get Harry to do it," and she disappeared back the way she came.

"Happy birthday, Bud," Luke smiled him.

Jake didn't return his smile. "You never wrote. You promised, and you never wrote."

"I know, and I'm sorry. I'll do better next time."

"Next time?" Jake shouted, "You're going ---"

Jake found himself crushed against Luke's chest and never finished the sentence. He had grown while he was away, and was no long the short guy that Jake remembered. He felt the tears well up in his eyes as Luke whispered, "I missed you too, buddy, I missed you so much."

When Luke released him from the hug, he held him by the shoulders and looked him up and down. You grew," Jake saw that Luke's eyes were just as wet as his own.

"Look who's talking," Jake smiled for the first time at the guy that he had donned his brother many years ago. "You grew, what, a foot?"

Luke laughed. "Nah, I just finally hit that growth spurt that Ginny promised me for my sixteenth birthday that I wished for when I blew out the candles. You won't even have to wish for that, will you?"

Jake looked up at him thoughtfully. "I received the one thing I wished for already."

Luke caught onto his meaning and ruffled his hair. "Wouldn't have missed it for anything. Come on, I think there are other people who want to see it. Who knew that Gin–mum had so many relatives?"

Jake didn't miss the fact that Luke had finally called Ginny Weasley 'mum' He felt his heart thumping, nervous about meeting them all, but he figured, as Luke wrapped an arm around his shoulders and led him outside, that with Luke next to him, he would live.

And live he did. Jake never remembered meeting so many people all at once in his life. When Amy, Harry, Ginny, Jake and Luke all entered the living room after the last of the Weasleys left, he was exhausted.

Jake and Luke took over the couch. Amy sat quietly on the floor, reading one of the books that Jake had received for his birthday and he had told her he could read first, since he knew it would be back in his possession by tomorrow evening anyway.

Ginny and Harry trailed after them all. As Harry occupied the last chair, Ginny stood for a moment, and then sat down on Harry's lap. Harry smiled as she did so, and whispered in her ear, "Why, hello beautiful."

Luke smiled quirking an eyebrow at them. "Well," Ginny said, in answer to his silent question, "You boys left me no room on the couch, did you? This was the only chair."

Luke chuckled, Jake grinned, and Harry growled, "Only chair? Why I should…."

"What, kiss me? Here you are." Ginny leaned and kissed him fully on the lips, and the placed her head on his shoulder.

"So, I take it mum has him whipped too?" Luke asked Jake. Jake nodded, and Luke chuckled again. "Another man lost to the hands of Ginny Weasley. "Welcome to the club, mate."

Ginny nuzzled her nose against Harry's neck, happy that Luke and Jake had no objections to Harry. Amy looked up, "What club?" Nobody answered her, but everyone else fell into a laughter that lasted a few more minutes.