"Oh gods. She is just..." Ginny sighed and shook her head. "Perfect. Brave as any of them, more energy than she knows what to do with and absolutely brilliant. All of them, really. I mean James is...well I'm beginning to regret naming him after your father and Sirius as he's seemed to have turned it into his personal quest to become some sort of embodiment of the two of them." She laughed. She loved her eldest, truly, but he was a handful to say the very least. "And Al," she sighed and looked a bit worried. "He's, such a sweet, sweet boy. I just worry about him because he was so sick and...I know he's fine and that he's strong and so curious and I'm being silly but..." She trailed off a bit. "He worries too. About all sorts of things." It was clear as she spoke that her kids are her life. They occupied every moment of her day and every inch of her thoughts. And she wouldn't ask for anything more.