So I didn't die, just very busy. Heres the new chapter, thanks to everyone who reviewed. :)

Diane was about ready to pull her hair out. Needless to say, the trip to the doctor so far was a nightmare. This morning when she had woken the boys up, they had been stubborn and as mad as five years olds could be. Getting them dressed was even worse considering the tantrum James and Sirius threw when they knew they would be leaving after they got dressed. Harry was the worse of them. He just sat there looking petrified every time someone mentioned the doctor. Diane was getting more and more outraged at the apparent lack of care that he must have received when he was with his previous guardians. After much difficulty, Diane was finally able to pull the three little monsters into the fire place to floo to Dr. Thompson's office.

So there they waited in the reception area. Harry was in Diane's lap with his face pressed against her neck while James and Sirius ran amok in the little children's area. She couldn't wait for the doctor to call her name so they could get this over with. 'Hopefully there's not too much wrong with Harry' Diane thought to herself out of concern for Harry and wanting to get out of there as soon as possible.

"Diane Potter?"

'Oh thank God.' "Okay boys, time to follow the nice lady to see Dr. Thompson," Diane called to them.

James and Sirius ignored her for a second until she threatened to take away the treat she had promised them for being on their best behavior. At this, they quickly stood up and ran to her side.

They followed the nurse to the room they would be seeing the doctor in and sat down. "Dr. Thompson will be just a moment," said the nurse as she walked out of the room.

Harry pulled his head out of the crook of her neck and said quietly, "Mummy, you won't take away my treat right? I've been good right?"

"Yes, Harry. You've been a very good little boy today; better than James and Sirius even," Diane whispered conspiratorially. "You'll be good for a little while longer, won't you? The doctor is very nice and he won't hurt you. I promise."

Harry looked at her searchingly for a minute. She could tell he was worried that the doctor would be mean like he had told her the school nurse had been to him the few times he had been to her. Eventually he said, "Okay Mummy."

Just then the doctor came into the room. Diane gave Harry a kiss on the forehead and set him down in one of the chairs.

"Hello, Dr. Thompson. Thank you for seeing us in such short notice. I was just wondering if you could do a little check up on my three boys here. James and Sirius you know just had the dragon pox, and my husband and I just adopted Harry here a few days ago and we wanted to make sure he was healthy," Diane explained as she shook the doctor's hand.

"Well certainly my dear. I remember giving you your after pox check-up when you were this little too," replied Dr. Thompson with a smile.

"What?" cried James. "You were Mummy's doctor when she was little too? How old are you?"

The doctor laughed and said, "Quite old young man. Now would you mind sitting up on the bed for a minute? I'll do you first."

Now quite relaxed with the doctor James jumped up onto the examining table and sat still while the doctor waved his wand all around him. Not to be outdone, Sirius did quite the same thing while the doctor examined him next.

Next it was Harry's turn. Diane knew the doctor could tell that Harry was scared of him.

"Harry? Do you think you could sit up where James and Sirius are? They can stay up there with you if you want," Dr. Thompson asked kindly. He was the perfect man to be a pediatrician. He had kind blue eyes that only held laughter and sweetness. His fluffy white beard slightly puffed outward when he spoke, which , according to James and Sirius, was hilarious. So Diane was not surprised in the slightest when Harry smiled slightly and did indeed sit on the table with his brothers.

The doctor's examination of Harry took much longer than the other boys' considering the additional amount of spells the man had to cast. He had only been checking for things that might have been affected from the dragon pox on James and Sirius. On Harry, he needed to do check everything.

At long last he was finished. At this point, he smiled at the boys and said, "All done!" and pulled out three lollipops from his pocket. The boys cheered and took the candies. Diane herself knew they were vitamin lollipops that were charmed to taste like cherry. She had been fooled many a time by their delicious flavor when she came in for a check-up when she was a girl.

"Okay boys, go run on up ahead and play in the waiting room while I talk to the doctor," Diane called to the boys who were busily sucking away at their new treats.

When they were gone from the room she turned to the doctor with an inquisitive look.

"Diane…let me just start out by saying that Harry is extremely lucky to have been adopted by you at this stage in his growth. I seriously think that whoever he was living with before was not treating him right. I mean, his size alone is enough to say something's not right. You can see the difference between him and his brothers. He is malnourished due to, I can only suspect, a lack of food. His organs and bones are underdeveloped compared to how they should be at his age." Diane was staring in horror at the doctor throughout this little speech, unaware the he was going to continue.

"Mrs. Potter, you need not look at me that way. Harry's condition is completely reversible with a healthy diet and some additional potions that I will prescribe you with today. I know that he will have an active lifestyle judging from past visits from James and Sirius. This is exactly what he needs. You don't need to worry about him except for making sure he has a good diet and takes the correct potions," the doctor assured her.

Immensely relieved, she replied, "Well, I am glad that we came to see you. Thank you so much for your help, Dr. Thompson. You're still as great as you when I came to see you with my mother."

The doctor smiled at her and escorted her out into the waiting room where her boys were terrorizing the receptionist. As she calmed her children down, he explained to the nurse what kind of potions Diane would need. Diane waited impatiently for the nurse to bring out the potions. 'I can't wait to get home,' Diane thought. 'The boys are going to take a nap and I think so will I.'

Two months had passed since they had taken the first trip to the doctor. Because of the potions Harry had been taking and a normal diet, Harry had begun to look like a five year old boy. He had gained some weight and his skin wasn't pasty pale anymore. Diane could see that Harry was going to grow into a wonderful, healthy, and happy boy.

He was even now an official part of their family. The day they went to the doctor, Thomas went to see one of his friends in the adoption agency and had Harry made a Potter. Diane was so happy with the way things were going. She had three wonderful energetic boys who always surprised her with new antics each day. She hoped they would turn out like her husband. Warm and caring men who loved their family and would do anything for them. She had always wanted a little girl to call her own as well. She thought Ginny would be able to fulfill that dream of hers, but as she saw Ginny's sad face at dinner that night, she knew it wasn't to be. Diane hoped that Ginny was with her family, safe and warm and happy.

She knew that her own boys would be ecstatic to hear the news that she was pregnant. They had immediately taken to Ginny so she knew they would do the same for the baby girl that Diane was carrying right now. They would be her protectors; someone to go to when she needed help when Diane or Thomas weren't around. They would be the people that she could talk to when she felt she couldn't talk to her parents.

This baby would be her last, she knew. Her family would be complete after their girl was born. They would be so happy. But Diane knew her boys would get into some mischief over the years to come. She just couldn't predict when it would happen; no one could.