Harry nodded, sitting down on a chair that he first sat in when he was 11. How crazy was that. Smiling at Angelina's news Harry sighed,"Thats simply amazing. So when were you two married?"He said simply. Maybe he should've avoided this subject. Maybe no one would ask him about Sarah, or would they because of Lily. Knowing how careful Molly was, he didn't have to worry until Lily was to bed.

Lily took a small cookie and began to nibble on it as she sat next to Harry. Boun cing her feet lightly off the couch she watched as they went up and down.

Lily nodded, about halfway done with her cookie already. Still bouncing her legs off the couch she went off into her little world.

"Amazing. Sorry I hadn't been around."Harry sighed. Watching Lily, he had to smile. She was to amazing, something to amazing to be like him. She was so small, so fragile. But the question was coming, about what he had done in America, and why he had come alone. No one knew about what was going on or where he was for so long.

Mrs. Weasley walked out of the kitchen told everyone dinner was ready and that they would be eating in the garden.
She watched as everyone slowly got up and headed out. She was in a whirl pool of emotions. She was happy so many people had come back today ecspecially Ginny her sweet sweet daughter. but on the other hand Harry the man who hurt Ginny was splitting her head in two and finally poor Fred this would have been heaven for him. She looked at her clock Mr. Weasley was still at work Goerge was travelling, Ron and Ginny were home and Fred's hand was resting on a sad new addition. She could fell the tears swell up in her eyes aa she looked.

Jade finished what she was doing in the kitchen, smiling sadly at the clock above the mantle with its hand labeled 'Charlie' pointed at 'Still working, love.' She sighed and followed everyone outside, placing a hand on Harry's shoulder as she did so, but remaining silent.

Ron allowed Luna to make him a cup of tea and took it with a grateful smile, sipping slowly at the hot liquid. He choked on it, however, when everyone started to walk back out to the garden and Harry came, holding his daughter's hand. He chewed on his bottom lip to avoid speaking with anyone and, isntead, began helping his mother conjure tables and seats enough for everyone.

"Molly would you like any help with anything?" Hermione smiled at her mother-in-law. She adored helping her as she felt like she always did somethign right when helping. She smiled over at Ron.

Ron caught Hermione's smile and returned it with one of his own, glad at least that he wasn't handling this alone. He walked over to her and quickly squeezed her hand in his before contimuing to summon chairs for his mother.

"Atleast hes trying." Hermione smiled at him. Assuring him of her opinion although she wanst entirely sure of it herself.

"No," Ron said in a hissed whisper. "Try or not, makes no difference to me. He upsets my sister and... and that's what does matter," he said, though he didn't look entirely convinced of that himself.

"But Ron. He fell in love. Just let him be. He has his daughter with him." Obviously Hermione had a small detest for him. But she couldnt do anythign about Rons dislike. "Ginny ahs moved on. Harry did too. Figive him. He was your best friend."

Hermione looked oevr at Ginny. Yeah sure she looked unconfortable. "Ron you are being so immature. Can you not just say hello. Its up to Ginny if she forgives him and at least she is talking to him which is more than you have done. If you dont wnat to speak to him ask his daughter if she wants to come play on the swing and you can atleast bond with your best friends daughter." Hermione sternly told her husband.

Hermione sighed. "Well just walk up and smile at her and ask her if she wants to play on the swing and the see saw outside. Dont look at him. Look at her." How easy is that? Hermione knew he was her husband but honestly he didnt have a brain of his own. And if he did it wanst used.

Joseph Johnson approached the house wigth his wife "Come on Penelope. We are probably late."

"But shes moved on honey. Surely you could just mumble a hello. And leave it at that. Or I could go and ask her." Hermione smiled. She knew she didnt understand how he felt but she ewas going thorugh the same situation. Ginny and Harry were her best friends.

Ginny sensed the immediate rise of tension in the room the moment the words were out of her mouth. It wasn't easy for her to do this; she felt as though she might start yelling at him any moment. Sure that Derek was going to lose control in a minute, she mumbled a quick,"Fine," to Harry and went outside to the garden with Derek. She saw Hermione and Ron talking quietly, looking troubled. Her heart sank, because she had a very good idea what they were talking about. She said,"Be right back," to Derek, slipped her hand out of his, and went over to them. "Hermione, can I talk to you for a second, please?" she asked quietly.

Hermione nodded at Ron. "In a minute okay? Yeah im coming Ginny." She gave one last smile to Ron and then headed over to Ginny. "Yeah?"

"Yeah but dont worry. He just thinks its a bit odd hes here. But hell get over it. Im happy hes here. Shows some unity doesnt it?" She smiled. "And his daughters gorgeous. I have to go ask her if she wnats toplay on the swins ina bit with Ron and me. Hes a bit awquard today. Doesnt want to talk to him. Cant say I dont blame him though."