As Harry reached her, Ginny stood up and kissed him lightly, before plonking James back into the care of his Father.

"Nice to see you Potter," she grinned with a glint in her eye. Harry grinned back and hugged her with one arm.

"How did you get here?" He asked, ready for the answer.

"I apparated, but…" she slapped Harry lightly on the arm as he rolled his eyes, "…Hermione did it by side-along. She's back home now."

"Explain why you came then" laughed Harry.

"You'd be surprised how boring it gets in an empty house. No James yelling around and no Harry chasing after him" she laughed back. Harry put James by his feet and held Ginny's hand. Adam beckoned Harry to come over and Ginny looked at Adam, then at Harry.

"Thought you said you didn't like anyone here?" she asked him. Harry shrugged before answering,

"You'd be surprised how many people here have finally matured and moved on" Ginny looked around and pulled Harry around to face her.

"Haven't been chatting up any woman have you Harry?" she asked, rather worriedly. Harry put a finger to her lips.

"Course I haven't, Gin. Don't you trust me?"

Ginny narrowed her eyes and Harry noticed her grip on his hand became stronger. As he reached Adam, he held out his hand for Ginny. She took it and introduced herself,

"Ginny Potter" she said.

"Adam Colier" Adam responded, smiling.

"James Potter" giggled James, by his Father's feet, with an extended hand. Adam shook it. "Nice to meet you James, you too Ginny" he grinned.

"So you knew Harry when he was a scrawny, speccy little kid?" grinned Ginny, poking Harry in the side.

"Oi, watch it you" laughed Harry.

"Wouldn't say I knew him. He was in my class, but we didn't talk" chuckled Adam, "When did you to meet?"

"I was 11 when I first saw Ginny, we got together when I was 16, she was 15" answered Harry, memories of the time when he first met Ginny, flooding his brain. Ginny smiled and reached down to retrieve James, who had decided to start wandering away.

"Oh no you don't James" Said Ginny, pulling James back. Harry bent down to pick him up, saving Ginny from doing so.

"Thanks" she smiled.

"Dada do firworks!" yelled James unexpectantly, Harry sighed before saying into James ear,

"Not now. Muggles don't like the fireworks" he whispered swiftly. James screwed up his face and made a sad noise.

"Come to Mummy Jamie" offered Ginny, arms outstretched. Harry shook his head.

"No, Ginny. You know what the heal – doctor – said" said Harry, correcting his mistake. Ginny dropped her hands by her side and huffed out a reply.

If Harry had had all the attention before, it was nothing to what he had now. At 5'Oclock, James, Ginny, and Harry (James with his head on Harry's shoulder, this time in a deep sleep) headed towards the door.

"Goodbye dear" called Miss Amica, as Harry walked past her. He waved and smiled, before telling Ginny who she was.

As they reached the Range Rover, Harry opened the back door and placed James securely into his seat. James moved around a bit and Harry stopped, wanted to keep James asleep. After he was sure James was safe, and still asleep, he quietly closed the door and came face to face with Adam.

"Oh sorry" he said quickly, "But I wanted to give you this." He held out a piece of paper with an address and a number written on it. "Its my contact details, you know, if you wanted to keep in touch"

Harry smiled and put the paper in his pocket.

"Sure! Thanks for being half decent to me today, I wasn't expecting it" Harry replied, honestly. Adam smiled and clapped him on the back.

"Thanks. Tell me when your kid arrives. I'd want to offer my congratulations"

"Cheers mate" Harry grinned, he then had an idea.

"Hang on wait a second I'll give you my address" Harry said, as he pulled opened the passenger door and reached over Ginny. She grabbed his bicep as he started to pull out again.

"What are y-" Ginny started but Harry finished her sentence.

"I'm giving Adam our address, so he can contact us"

Ginny nodded and released him. He scribbled their address onto the paper and handed it to a waiting Adam.

"Thanks, now at least I have someone to talk to" Adam admitted. Harry laughed and bid farewell. He turned the key and the engine revved up. He was driving away from his childhood, but probably not a new friend.

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*means 3rd grade in America (Year 4 is the equivalent to 3rd Grade)

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