Chapter One:
Potter and Son
Harry Potter and his wife, Arella, sat out on the bench on the porch outside their home. It was dark and the stars shun brightly in the sky. If anyone walked by at that moment they would never guess that the Potters were not like every other family on Deferiet Avenue. No one would ever guess that they were keeping a secret from the world. The regular world that is.
Harry and Arella Potter had secrets. Harry, for one, was a wizard and a teacher of witchcraft and wizardry at one of the finest schools around. Another secret was that Arella was a witch. But the secret they were most determined to keep was that their soon to be born son would not be normal. The young Potter would be as magical as they come.
The young couple sat together still gazing at the stars. Harry was the first to look away from the stars. He turned to look at his wife and then to her large belly.
"This baby is coming in three weeks and he still doesn't have a name," Harry told his wife.
"I know that," Arella replied. "And you know we've tried to name him." Which was true. They had in fact tried to think of a name for the baby many times. Yet none of the names seen to fit.
"I know, Arella. I know."
"Have any ideas?" Arella asked.
"I'd like to name him after my father... but not as a first name," Harry said. "Something James Potter."
"How about naming him after Ron?" Arella asked. "Ronald James Potter?"
"No...," Harry said. "No... I don't- Cedric."
"Cedric?" Arella asked. "Cedric James Potter?"
The two of them let the name sit in their minds for a little while. Finally Arella asked, "Where did you come up with Cedric, Harry?"
Harry sighed. "I don't know why I thought of Cedric as a name. But Cedric Diggory was at Hogwarts in my fourth year. He was in a different year and house and we were both Champions for Hogwarts in the Triwizard Tournament. And at the end of it we both went to grab the winning cup. We were transported somewhere. And Voldemort killed Cedric."
Arella flinched at the mention of Voldemort's name. Everyone did even though he had long since been defeated. It was Harry that had finally defeated him. Another secret they kept from their neighbors.
"Well, I like it," Arella said.
"Me too." Harry placed his hand on his wife's stomach. "I hereby name you Cedric James Potter!" Arella smiled. Harry looked to his watch. It was late and Harry needed to get some sleep. He was packed and leaving for Hogwarts to get his lessons and classroom ready for the students. Harry didn't like leaving Arella to the muggle doctors, but he knew that her mother would take care of her and Cedric. Sirius Black, Remus Lupin, Ron Weasley and their wives would be there as soon as they got word. Harry would come as soon as he found out that his son had been born but he had a job to do at Hogwarts that required his attention.
The two of them stood up and walked into the house.
"Harry, dear!" someone called. "Come on know or you'll miss your train!" It was Arella's mother calling him. Harry sat on his trunk to try and get it shut. Arella walked in and snapped the trunk shut.
"Thanks, hun," Harry said. At that moment Arturo, Remus Lupin's owl, flew through the window. "It is Remus's owl." Then it hit him. "The twins!"
Harry took the letter from Arturo's leg and ripped it open. Arella squeezed in close to him to see the letter.
Dear Harry and Arella,
They're here! Lyndell had numbers 8 and 9
this morning. I'd have gotten word earlier but I sent
Arturo home to tell the others first.
From the looks of it we'll have a few problems.
It seems that the twins have gone both ways. Werewolf
and Elf. That may bring around some problems. But
we're ready for them.
We have named them Kacey Alexandria and
Spock Avenall. Muggles have such interesting television
shows! There was this show 'Star Track' or something
and there was this elf like character named Spock. Me
and Lyndell were inspired!
We expect to hear from you and Arella soon.
And please tell me the poor child has a name!
Remus Lupin
"Well," Harry said. "We can tell him that 'the poor child' has a name." Arella smiled. Harry handed Arturo a owl treat.
"We're following a trend!" Arella cried.
"What?" Harry asked.
"First Sirius and Lyria had Darione and then Ron and Hermione had Jade," she told him. "Now, Remus and Lyndell have had Spock and Kacey. We're bringing up the rear!"
Harry laughed. "That we are." He looked at the clock. "We'd best go," he said to Arella. "The Hogwarts Express leaves at noon and it is already ten. I don't want to have to fly to the school after your mother put off tea with her friends to drive us."
Almost two hours later they arrived at Kings Cross Station. Arella's mother waited in the car as Harry and Arella walked into the station. They walked to the barrier and walked casually through it. They stepped onto the platform. The Hogwarts Express stood before them. Other professors were getting all their things on the train.
"I'll miss you, Harry," Arella said with tears beginning to swell in her eyes.
"And I'll miss you," Harry said. "You be sure send owls to Sirius, Remus and Ron as soon as you can. I don't want to be alone when you're having him. And be sure to send one to me!"
Arella took him in a tight hug. "I know, Harry," she whispered in his ear. "I know."
"Let's go Harry!" Professor Sprout called out to him. "Hello there, dear," she shouted happily to Arella.
"I gotta go," Harry said. "I love you."
"I love you too, my famous Harry Potter."
Harry smiled and got on the train.
The next two weeks passed like all the others. Arella and Harry owled each other everyday. Arella and her mother went shopping and had a room all made up for young Cedric Potter's arrival. The crib was a assembled by a neighbor and was waiting for the child who would sleep in it.
Harry had busily planned his first month's lessons. He had seven years to plan for and two classes per year. Harry loved his job. Teaching Defense Against the Dark Arts was the best job in the world, Harry believed. Except when Gryffindors and Slytherins had it together. Then there were bound to be problems.
It was around midnight on September 2nd when Arella went into labor. Her mother raced her to the hospital. People gave them strange looks when they noticed the four owls flying behind the car. Arella was quickly wheeled up to the maternity ward.
Arella's mother had never used owl post. She took a spiral notebook and scrawled out the same thing on four pieces of paper. They all read:
Arella is having the baby. Come quick.
Arella's mother attempted to tie the pieces of paper to the owls' legs. In the end the owls took the papers in their beaks. "Well, I'm *sorry*," she said to the owls, flying out the front door. "I've never used an owl to deliver my mail before!"
The owls flew on. One flew to the house of Remus and Lyndell Lupin and their lot. An owl arrival was a big thing in the house and all nine children were up at the first hoot. Even Spock and Kacey awoke, sensing the excitement of their siblings. Remus read the note aloud and the whole house cheered. Remus grabbed his broom and headed out the door with a "Give Arella my love!" from Lyndell.
Lyndell herself wouldn't be going to the hospital right away. If an owl was at their house one would soon be at the Weasley house. Lyndell needed to go pick their daughter, Jade, up and bring her to their house. That way he'd be able to watch all of the children and leave Ron and Hermione free of worry.
Another owl came to the house of Sirius Black and family. Sirius and Lyria were asleep when they heard a tapping at the window. Sirius groaned and mumbled something incoherently. Lyria woke up and looked over to the window. She saw the owl and raced over to the window. Lyria pulled open and the owl flew in. Lyria read it and took a whistle on the bedside table and blew.
Everyone in the house woke up. Darione could be heard crying as Lily carried him down stairs in her arms. Cyrus, the oldest save for 23 year old Athena and her twin Jason, had everyone in the living room - even the youngest children, three month old Darione as well. "Okay people," Sirius said as he was pulling on his muggle clothing. "You all know the drill. Cyrus, keep 'em all in check until your sister gets here."
"I know, I know," the eight year old said. "I will."
Sirius smiled back at him as Lyria got in the car. "Let's go."
Ronald Weasley was not sleeping well that night. Jade wasn't letting him. He had gotten up to change her at ten. It was now midnight. Ron worked at the ministry, in the Foreign Relations Branch. He had a meeting with Spain and France and he had wanted sleep before the meeting. But Jade wasn't going to let that happen.
Suddenly there was a knocking at the front door. Ron picked up Jade and opened the door. Lyndell stood there with a bag and broom. Right after she arrived, the owl did. Ron woke Hermione up and the two of them left for the hospital. Lyndell muttered a few well chosen words and placed a special kind of leaf on Jade's head. She yawned and then settled into a deep sleep.
Lyndell smiled and picked the baby girl up. With a swish of her cloak, the two of them were gone.
Sirius and Lyria were the first to get to the hospital. They were greeted by Arella's mother and the three of them sat down to await the arrival of the others... or of Cedric. Which ever came first. Remus and Lyndell arrived before Cedric or Ron and Hermione. The two couples embraced and began to talk in anticipation.
Ron and Hermione arrived at around one o'clock. Hermione was practically dragging the sleep deprived Ron over to the others. Ron sat down and promptly fell asleep. "See," Sirius said. "He has the right idea."
Lyria glared at him. "Don't even think of trying to go to sleep," she told him. "I could go get Darione right now. Then we'd see how well you'd sleep."
Sirius groaned and pulled his eyelids apart. This would be a long night.
Harry Potter sat at the high table in the Great Hall with all the other teachers. He and the new guy, who had replaced Mr. Binns when he finally passed over to the other side, had become pretty good friends. Harry and Scott Downing, the new yet more experienced teacher, were joking around when the morning mail arrived. Harry looked up as a golden owl landed in front of him.
The owl dropped a piece of paper before him before flying away. Harry opened the paper and read it. He looked to Professor Dumbledore. "Professor, it is Ar-" Dumbledore nodded and Harry pushed his chair back so hard it fell. But he didn't stop to pick it up.
Harry ran to his office and grabbed his broom and invisibility cloak. With his broom in hand and his invisibility cloak on, Harry ran out of the castle. He kicked up off the ground and flew into the night.
It was six in the morning when someone a doctor came to talk to the group gathered in the waiting room. She had bags under her eyes and whatever she had to tell them seemed to be good news to her. "The baby is coming... now," the doctor said. "She is asking for Harry?"
"He isn't here," Sirius told her. "He is coming as fast as he can, but Harry works at a boarding school that is... pretty far from here."
"Who are you?" the doctor asked.
"I'm Harry's godfather," Sirius replied.
She looked over to Arella's mother. "And you're the mother?"
Arella's mother nodded. "Allison Davis," she told the doctor.
The doctor took a few seconds to think and finally said, "Okay, you two come with me."
Sirius and Allison nodded and followed the doctor into the delivery room.
In a few minutes, it was all over. The doctors cleaned Cedric up and wrapped him in a blue blanket before handing him to Arella. Allison held her daughter's hand and smiled at the baby. Sirius stood over them with a large smile on his face.
One of the doctors walked over with a grim face. He touched Sirius's shoulder and motioned for him to follow him away from the two women and the baby.
Sirius looked at him. "Yes, doctor?" Sirius asked.
The doctor looked at him with a sad look. "I'm afraid I've got some bad news," he said.
"What?" Sirius asked in alarm. "Is it the baby?"
The doctor sighed. "No," he told Sirius. "It is the mother. She's... she's dying."
"What?" Sirius asked in disbelief.
"She is dying," the doctor repeated. "We had some complications with the birth. She... she doesn't have the rest of the hour. We-we're surprised she even survived the birth."
But Sirius didn't hear this. All the sound around him was gone. He looked over at Arella and Allison and baby Cedric. Sirius kept trying to think of a spell or something, but he couldn't think of one. It took years to learn magical medicine. Sirius couldn't do a thing.
Sirius willed for Harry to hurry and arrive. He walked over to Arella. The same doctor took Allison to the side and spoke softly to her. Sirius knew that she was telling her what was going to happen. When Allison turned back to Sirius and her daughter, there were tears in her eyes. Arella's eyes too held tears. She knew what would happen. Two minutes later... it did.
Ron was sitting patiently reading a muggle sports magazine. He was fascinated by the odd sports that were in it. Something called basketball and hockey. He chuckled to himself as he read the articles. Hermione shook her head. She knew all about the sports and found it funny that her husband did not.
Remus was out at Ron and Hermione's car taking care of the owls who had returned from their errands. Harry's hadn't returned yet but the other three had and they needed them around to take the news to their other friends and Lyndell.
A few seconds after Remus came back upstairs, Sirius came out of the delivery room. His face was grim, not the cheerful face they had expected to see. "What is it, Sirius?" Hermione asked.
Sirius struggled to find his voice. "Arella... Arella... Arella is dead."
Harry rushed into the hospital carrying his broom and invisibility cloak. He ran as fast as he could up to the maternity ward. He looked around for a moment and spotted his group. Harry expected them to be happy to see him. But everyone avoided looking at him. Sirius walked over to him and laid his hand on Harry's shoulder.
"Harry... Arella..."
But Harry knew. Sirius didn't have to say anything else. Hermione rushed over and hugged him tight. "I'm so sorry, Harry," she said. Lyria too came over and hugged him.
"W-where is Cedric?" Harry asked, trying to fight back tears.
They walked over to the nursery window. Laying in a bed directly in front of the window was a baby. The tag on the bed read: "It's a boy! Cedric James Potter." At that moment, Allison spotted Harry. She ran over and hugged him. She cried as he held her in an embrace.
"Mom..." was all Harry could get out.
After a few minutes Allison let go of her son-in-law. They looked into the nursery window at the baby. One of the nurse noticed them and pointed at the baby. Remus nodded and the nurse brought Cedric out to them. Harry walked over to her and took his son in his arms. And then he cried.
Potter and Son
Harry Potter and his wife, Arella, sat out on the bench on the porch outside their home. It was dark and the stars shun brightly in the sky. If anyone walked by at that moment they would never guess that the Potters were not like every other family on Deferiet Avenue. No one would ever guess that they were keeping a secret from the world. The regular world that is.
Harry and Arella Potter had secrets. Harry, for one, was a wizard and a teacher of witchcraft and wizardry at one of the finest schools around. Another secret was that Arella was a witch. But the secret they were most determined to keep was that their soon to be born son would not be normal. The young Potter would be as magical as they come.
The young couple sat together still gazing at the stars. Harry was the first to look away from the stars. He turned to look at his wife and then to her large belly.
"This baby is coming in three weeks and he still doesn't have a name," Harry told his wife.
"I know that," Arella replied. "And you know we've tried to name him." Which was true. They had in fact tried to think of a name for the baby many times. Yet none of the names seen to fit.
"I know, Arella. I know."
"Have any ideas?" Arella asked.
"I'd like to name him after my father... but not as a first name," Harry said. "Something James Potter."
"How about naming him after Ron?" Arella asked. "Ronald James Potter?"
"No...," Harry said. "No... I don't- Cedric."
"Cedric?" Arella asked. "Cedric James Potter?"
The two of them let the name sit in their minds for a little while. Finally Arella asked, "Where did you come up with Cedric, Harry?"
Harry sighed. "I don't know why I thought of Cedric as a name. But Cedric Diggory was at Hogwarts in my fourth year. He was in a different year and house and we were both Champions for Hogwarts in the Triwizard Tournament. And at the end of it we both went to grab the winning cup. We were transported somewhere. And Voldemort killed Cedric."
Arella flinched at the mention of Voldemort's name. Everyone did even though he had long since been defeated. It was Harry that had finally defeated him. Another secret they kept from their neighbors.
"Well, I like it," Arella said.
"Me too." Harry placed his hand on his wife's stomach. "I hereby name you Cedric James Potter!" Arella smiled. Harry looked to his watch. It was late and Harry needed to get some sleep. He was packed and leaving for Hogwarts to get his lessons and classroom ready for the students. Harry didn't like leaving Arella to the muggle doctors, but he knew that her mother would take care of her and Cedric. Sirius Black, Remus Lupin, Ron Weasley and their wives would be there as soon as they got word. Harry would come as soon as he found out that his son had been born but he had a job to do at Hogwarts that required his attention.
The two of them stood up and walked into the house.
"Harry, dear!" someone called. "Come on know or you'll miss your train!" It was Arella's mother calling him. Harry sat on his trunk to try and get it shut. Arella walked in and snapped the trunk shut.
"Thanks, hun," Harry said. At that moment Arturo, Remus Lupin's owl, flew through the window. "It is Remus's owl." Then it hit him. "The twins!"
Harry took the letter from Arturo's leg and ripped it open. Arella squeezed in close to him to see the letter.
Dear Harry and Arella,
They're here! Lyndell had numbers 8 and 9
this morning. I'd have gotten word earlier but I sent
Arturo home to tell the others first.
From the looks of it we'll have a few problems.
It seems that the twins have gone both ways. Werewolf
and Elf. That may bring around some problems. But
we're ready for them.
We have named them Kacey Alexandria and
Spock Avenall. Muggles have such interesting television
shows! There was this show 'Star Track' or something
and there was this elf like character named Spock. Me
and Lyndell were inspired!
We expect to hear from you and Arella soon.
And please tell me the poor child has a name!
Remus Lupin
"Well," Harry said. "We can tell him that 'the poor child' has a name." Arella smiled. Harry handed Arturo a owl treat.
"We're following a trend!" Arella cried.
"What?" Harry asked.
"First Sirius and Lyria had Darione and then Ron and Hermione had Jade," she told him. "Now, Remus and Lyndell have had Spock and Kacey. We're bringing up the rear!"
Harry laughed. "That we are." He looked at the clock. "We'd best go," he said to Arella. "The Hogwarts Express leaves at noon and it is already ten. I don't want to have to fly to the school after your mother put off tea with her friends to drive us."
Almost two hours later they arrived at Kings Cross Station. Arella's mother waited in the car as Harry and Arella walked into the station. They walked to the barrier and walked casually through it. They stepped onto the platform. The Hogwarts Express stood before them. Other professors were getting all their things on the train.
"I'll miss you, Harry," Arella said with tears beginning to swell in her eyes.
"And I'll miss you," Harry said. "You be sure send owls to Sirius, Remus and Ron as soon as you can. I don't want to be alone when you're having him. And be sure to send one to me!"
Arella took him in a tight hug. "I know, Harry," she whispered in his ear. "I know."
"Let's go Harry!" Professor Sprout called out to him. "Hello there, dear," she shouted happily to Arella.
"I gotta go," Harry said. "I love you."
"I love you too, my famous Harry Potter."
Harry smiled and got on the train.
The next two weeks passed like all the others. Arella and Harry owled each other everyday. Arella and her mother went shopping and had a room all made up for young Cedric Potter's arrival. The crib was a assembled by a neighbor and was waiting for the child who would sleep in it.
Harry had busily planned his first month's lessons. He had seven years to plan for and two classes per year. Harry loved his job. Teaching Defense Against the Dark Arts was the best job in the world, Harry believed. Except when Gryffindors and Slytherins had it together. Then there were bound to be problems.
It was around midnight on September 2nd when Arella went into labor. Her mother raced her to the hospital. People gave them strange looks when they noticed the four owls flying behind the car. Arella was quickly wheeled up to the maternity ward.
Arella's mother had never used owl post. She took a spiral notebook and scrawled out the same thing on four pieces of paper. They all read:
Arella is having the baby. Come quick.
Arella's mother attempted to tie the pieces of paper to the owls' legs. In the end the owls took the papers in their beaks. "Well, I'm *sorry*," she said to the owls, flying out the front door. "I've never used an owl to deliver my mail before!"
The owls flew on. One flew to the house of Remus and Lyndell Lupin and their lot. An owl arrival was a big thing in the house and all nine children were up at the first hoot. Even Spock and Kacey awoke, sensing the excitement of their siblings. Remus read the note aloud and the whole house cheered. Remus grabbed his broom and headed out the door with a "Give Arella my love!" from Lyndell.
Lyndell herself wouldn't be going to the hospital right away. If an owl was at their house one would soon be at the Weasley house. Lyndell needed to go pick their daughter, Jade, up and bring her to their house. That way he'd be able to watch all of the children and leave Ron and Hermione free of worry.
Another owl came to the house of Sirius Black and family. Sirius and Lyria were asleep when they heard a tapping at the window. Sirius groaned and mumbled something incoherently. Lyria woke up and looked over to the window. She saw the owl and raced over to the window. Lyria pulled open and the owl flew in. Lyria read it and took a whistle on the bedside table and blew.
Everyone in the house woke up. Darione could be heard crying as Lily carried him down stairs in her arms. Cyrus, the oldest save for 23 year old Athena and her twin Jason, had everyone in the living room - even the youngest children, three month old Darione as well. "Okay people," Sirius said as he was pulling on his muggle clothing. "You all know the drill. Cyrus, keep 'em all in check until your sister gets here."
"I know, I know," the eight year old said. "I will."
Sirius smiled back at him as Lyria got in the car. "Let's go."
Ronald Weasley was not sleeping well that night. Jade wasn't letting him. He had gotten up to change her at ten. It was now midnight. Ron worked at the ministry, in the Foreign Relations Branch. He had a meeting with Spain and France and he had wanted sleep before the meeting. But Jade wasn't going to let that happen.
Suddenly there was a knocking at the front door. Ron picked up Jade and opened the door. Lyndell stood there with a bag and broom. Right after she arrived, the owl did. Ron woke Hermione up and the two of them left for the hospital. Lyndell muttered a few well chosen words and placed a special kind of leaf on Jade's head. She yawned and then settled into a deep sleep.
Lyndell smiled and picked the baby girl up. With a swish of her cloak, the two of them were gone.
Sirius and Lyria were the first to get to the hospital. They were greeted by Arella's mother and the three of them sat down to await the arrival of the others... or of Cedric. Which ever came first. Remus and Lyndell arrived before Cedric or Ron and Hermione. The two couples embraced and began to talk in anticipation.
Ron and Hermione arrived at around one o'clock. Hermione was practically dragging the sleep deprived Ron over to the others. Ron sat down and promptly fell asleep. "See," Sirius said. "He has the right idea."
Lyria glared at him. "Don't even think of trying to go to sleep," she told him. "I could go get Darione right now. Then we'd see how well you'd sleep."
Sirius groaned and pulled his eyelids apart. This would be a long night.
Harry Potter sat at the high table in the Great Hall with all the other teachers. He and the new guy, who had replaced Mr. Binns when he finally passed over to the other side, had become pretty good friends. Harry and Scott Downing, the new yet more experienced teacher, were joking around when the morning mail arrived. Harry looked up as a golden owl landed in front of him.
The owl dropped a piece of paper before him before flying away. Harry opened the paper and read it. He looked to Professor Dumbledore. "Professor, it is Ar-" Dumbledore nodded and Harry pushed his chair back so hard it fell. But he didn't stop to pick it up.
Harry ran to his office and grabbed his broom and invisibility cloak. With his broom in hand and his invisibility cloak on, Harry ran out of the castle. He kicked up off the ground and flew into the night.
It was six in the morning when someone a doctor came to talk to the group gathered in the waiting room. She had bags under her eyes and whatever she had to tell them seemed to be good news to her. "The baby is coming... now," the doctor said. "She is asking for Harry?"
"He isn't here," Sirius told her. "He is coming as fast as he can, but Harry works at a boarding school that is... pretty far from here."
"Who are you?" the doctor asked.
"I'm Harry's godfather," Sirius replied.
She looked over to Arella's mother. "And you're the mother?"
Arella's mother nodded. "Allison Davis," she told the doctor.
The doctor took a few seconds to think and finally said, "Okay, you two come with me."
Sirius and Allison nodded and followed the doctor into the delivery room.
In a few minutes, it was all over. The doctors cleaned Cedric up and wrapped him in a blue blanket before handing him to Arella. Allison held her daughter's hand and smiled at the baby. Sirius stood over them with a large smile on his face.
One of the doctors walked over with a grim face. He touched Sirius's shoulder and motioned for him to follow him away from the two women and the baby.
Sirius looked at him. "Yes, doctor?" Sirius asked.
The doctor looked at him with a sad look. "I'm afraid I've got some bad news," he said.
"What?" Sirius asked in alarm. "Is it the baby?"
The doctor sighed. "No," he told Sirius. "It is the mother. She's... she's dying."
"What?" Sirius asked in disbelief.
"She is dying," the doctor repeated. "We had some complications with the birth. She... she doesn't have the rest of the hour. We-we're surprised she even survived the birth."
But Sirius didn't hear this. All the sound around him was gone. He looked over at Arella and Allison and baby Cedric. Sirius kept trying to think of a spell or something, but he couldn't think of one. It took years to learn magical medicine. Sirius couldn't do a thing.
Sirius willed for Harry to hurry and arrive. He walked over to Arella. The same doctor took Allison to the side and spoke softly to her. Sirius knew that she was telling her what was going to happen. When Allison turned back to Sirius and her daughter, there were tears in her eyes. Arella's eyes too held tears. She knew what would happen. Two minutes later... it did.
Ron was sitting patiently reading a muggle sports magazine. He was fascinated by the odd sports that were in it. Something called basketball and hockey. He chuckled to himself as he read the articles. Hermione shook her head. She knew all about the sports and found it funny that her husband did not.
Remus was out at Ron and Hermione's car taking care of the owls who had returned from their errands. Harry's hadn't returned yet but the other three had and they needed them around to take the news to their other friends and Lyndell.
A few seconds after Remus came back upstairs, Sirius came out of the delivery room. His face was grim, not the cheerful face they had expected to see. "What is it, Sirius?" Hermione asked.
Sirius struggled to find his voice. "Arella... Arella... Arella is dead."
Harry rushed into the hospital carrying his broom and invisibility cloak. He ran as fast as he could up to the maternity ward. He looked around for a moment and spotted his group. Harry expected them to be happy to see him. But everyone avoided looking at him. Sirius walked over to him and laid his hand on Harry's shoulder.
"Harry... Arella..."
But Harry knew. Sirius didn't have to say anything else. Hermione rushed over and hugged him tight. "I'm so sorry, Harry," she said. Lyria too came over and hugged him.
"W-where is Cedric?" Harry asked, trying to fight back tears.
They walked over to the nursery window. Laying in a bed directly in front of the window was a baby. The tag on the bed read: "It's a boy! Cedric James Potter." At that moment, Allison spotted Harry. She ran over and hugged him. She cried as he held her in an embrace.
"Mom..." was all Harry could get out.
After a few minutes Allison let go of her son-in-law. They looked into the nursery window at the baby. One of the nurse noticed them and pointed at the baby. Remus nodded and the nurse brought Cedric out to them. Harry walked over to her and took his son in his arms. And then he cried.