The next morning was Diagon Alley. This is one of the times where they have their family reunion. Harry, Ron, Hermione and Ginny all meet up at Diagon Alley to buy their children's school books and robes; and after that they go to Uncle Fred and Georges shop: Weasley Wizard Wheezes for a special treat. The children had never met Uncle Fred, as he died in the Hogwarts battle against Voldemort and the death eaters. But George has still got the shop running perfectly, with costumers flooding in. The children love it.

Harry woke up three hours later with Lily jumping on his back.

"Diagon Alley! Diagon Alley! We're going to Diagon alley!" Lily bounced up and down on the bed.

"I guess you're feeling better then." Ginny said sleepily. Lily gave her a big grin.

"Dad wake up! Dad!"

Lily turned to Harry, lay down next to him and whispered in his ear.

"I know you're awake dad. You're faking it."

Harry groaned. Lily gave a dramatic gasp.

"Dad! Don't die! I'm begging you please don't die! Think of your two sons and you're wife and of course your beautiful daughter!" she put the back of her hand on her forehead and fell back onto Harry. Harry smiled. His daughter was mad. But he loved her. He might as well play along.

"Oh no! Dying?! Why oh why did it have to end this way!" Harry said dramatically. Lily sat up quickly and put her face very close to his and kissed him on the forehead.

"Goodbye father, for this is the end!"

Harry made a dramatic 'death' by reaching out with his hands, gave out a small breath and went limp.

"Yay! Does that mean I get his glasses?" Lily said. Harry reached out and tickled her in the tummy.

Lily giggled.

"Right then monkey, time to get dressed." Ginny said, picked Lily up and placed her on the floor. Lily sprinted out. Once they heard the door close, Ginny decided it was time to talk to him.

"You know, if these dreams keep on going on we are going to have to see a doctor." Ginny sat next to Harry who was still lying down.

"Yeah. I know."

"Harry this could be serious." Ginny gave him the look.

"They are just dreams aren't they?"

"I don't know, but this is becoming a regular thing. We are going to have to see someone. How about Hermione? She's good with this kind of thing isn't she?" Ginny gazed into his eyes. Harry loved his family and he loved Ginny but sometimes he wishes to just have a break from all this; just go back to the times of Harry, Ron and Hermione, the gang of three. And with Ginny off course; she was the one who kept him going. He sat up and kissed her on the lips. A few a seconds later Harry broke away but kept his face close to hers.

"I'll sort this out ok?"

Ginny nodded then kissed him again. But it was interrupted by James.

"Ewww guys! That is not what I expected to see when I came to speak to you! When you guys make out, could you please at least shut the door?!"

"Sorry James, what's the matter?" Ginny said.

"It's that stupid owl!"

"Dan is not a stupid owl!" Albus's voice came from down the corridor.

"What's he done?" Harry said wearily.

"He keeps on letting the owl into my room! It was biting my fingers this morning and it cut them!"

"He didn't bite them to be mean! He was biting because he wanted to say hello!" Albus shouted.

Harry and Ginny looked at each other. James liked to annoy his younger siblings often, so usually he would over react when something little happened. Harry got up and walked towards James, looked him right in the eye and said,

"You have your grandfather's personality: cheeky, stubborn, mischievous and sometimes even slightly cocky."

James frowned.

"Not to mention, of course, your two uncles Fred and George-"

"Yeah but how would you know what granddad was like, dad!? You never knew him! He was dead before you could say the word 'Dada!'"

James knew he had pushed it too far.

"Right young man! That is it! Me and your mother are fed up with your behaviour! You are not going to Diagon Alley!" Harry shouted.

"Oh fine! See if I care!" James shouted back. He marched off to his room and slammed the door.

Ginny gave Harry a concerned look.

"What?!" Harry snapped.

"You're doing it again. Your temper is taking over you. I thought we agreed for you to be a little more patient, especially with James."

"Well, it's his fault!" Harry said, pointing down the corridor.

"He's just an angry 15 year old boy," she stood up and started folding laundry. Harry knew when Ginny was stressed, she starts doing the laundry the 'muggle way'. "Just remember, you were like this when you were his age. You wouldn't have liked it if a bossy adult started yelling their head off at you."

"Yeah but I had much more things on my mind." He said quietly. Ginny sighed.

"I know. Just go and apologise, he was really looking forwards to go to Diagon Alley. Don't be too hard on him; he's got his O. coming up remember?" She looked at him again.

There was a moments silence and then:

"Alright I will." Harry said and he walked out and shut the door.