Hey everyone! While I was thinking of ideas for my Ouran fic, I came up with this beauty! This was beta-read by two of my friends. Reviews would be greatly appreciated!

"The stars at night they all shine bright
"And darling so do you
"You are my child of moonlight and I'll always love you~," Jamie sang slowly and quietly to her one month old bundle of joy, Arden, in her arms. She had finally managed to get her daughter to sleep early.

"She's so…"Alex started, staring in awe at his wife and daughter.

"Perfect," Jamie whispered, kissing her daughter's forehead as she slept.

Alex smiled, kissing his wife and daughter's cheeks, "Took the words right out of my mouth." Jamie smiled and, carefully, put Arden on their bed.

"I could watch her sleep forever…"Jamie sighed happily.

Alex stood behind his wife, wrapping his arms around her waist. He put his head on her shoulder, "She's gorgeous." He kissed his wife's neck, "You're an amazing mother."

Jamie patted his cheek, "And you're the best dad in the world."

Alex turned Jamie around in his arms so that she was facing him, "I love you more than Hagrid wants a dragon."

Jamie smiled and kissed her husband, "I love you more than Dumbledore loves Hogwarts."

They were about to kiss again when their floo alarm went off. Alex pecked her forehead, "Must be the newlyweds. I'll get them, you make sure the purse has everything." Alex walked out of their room, leaving Jamie with her sleeping daughter.

Jamie smiled, trying to memorize every little freckle on her daughter's pale skin. It seemed as though Arden inherited very little from her mother. Alex insisted that Arden got the majority of her features from her, but Jamie disagreed. The pale skin lightly dusted with freckles, thick hair the color of dark chocolate, amber colored eyes, even her high cheekbones; Arden inherited all of that from Alex. 'I could stare at you forever…'Jamie thought happily.

"Jamie, is she ready?" She heard a soft feminine voice ask from the doorway. Jamie spun around to see one of her best friends, Lily Evans-Potter, leaning against the doorframe in a very James Potter-esque manner.

Jamie smiled, walking over and hugging her friend, "Thank you so much for agreeing to watch her for a bit tonight!"

Lily grinned, "No problem. James and I needed a bit of time off from the Order, and you two need some downtime too. Being a mom hard?"

Jamie shrugged, "It's a labor of love." She walked over to a purse lying on the floor. She picked it up and handed it to Lily, "This has an Undetectable Extension charm on it. It's full of diapers, wipes, changes of clothes, her cot, bottles of pumped milk in a cooler—warm it up in hot water and test it on the inside of your wrist, her burping cloth, and her favorite teddy." Jamie gently, picked up Arden.

Lily ushered Jamie out of the room, closing the door behind her. The girls walked down the stairs, hearing their husbands chattering in the living room.

Minerva McGonagall, a tall, skinny, 43 year old Transfiguration Professor at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, ran up to Headmaster Albus Percival Wulfric Brian Dumbledore's office. She was abruptly woken up by an owl tapping on her window with a letter for her from the Ministry concerning two of her friends. Thus, she wasn't dressed in her usual emerald cloak. Instead, she was dressed in a red and gold dressing gown with her long black hair free from the confines of its usual bun.

Minerva gave the gargoyle guarding the staircase the current password, "Fizzy Pop" and sprinted up the stairs. She threw the doors open without care for whatever he was doing and demanded, "Albus, is it true? Are they really?"

Albus Dubledore, a 97-year-old man with a silver beard so long he could tuck it into his belt, gave a pitying look to his former student. His blue eyes twinkled with sadness. He closed them and said, "I'm sorry, Minerva."

Minerva broke. She sat in the chair in front of his desk, brought her hands up to her face and sobbed, her black hair falling around her face. Albus stood and walked over to the broken woman. He placed a hand upon her shaking back, rubbing it in circles. "Why, Albus? Why them? They just had her not two months ago…"

"I know, Minerva…But, there is good news, she survived."

Minerva looked up at her friend, "What?"

Albus gave a sad smile, "Their daughter survived. James and Lily were babysitting her while Alex and Jamie had a night to themselves."

Minerva was confused, "But that means…"

Albus nodded, "She's yours now."

Minerva flooed to the Ministry the next morning; luckily it was the beginning of the summer holidays. She had two months to figure out how she was going to teach and take care of her infant goddaughter. She walked into the building and was sent to an office where she was to fill out forms that would give her full custody of her goddaughter, Arden Greyson.

As she walked down the expansive halls of the Ministry, she was met with many pitying looks and whispers. She knew that it was no secret that she was close to Alex and Jamie, anyone that spent five minutes in her class could see that. The two were gifted at Transfiguration, so she offered, as Albus had once done for her, to teach them how to become Animagi. They became very close in the following months. So close, in fact, that they elected her to be their daughter's godmother.

Minerva bit the inside of her lip as the more brave souls of the Ministry staff came up to personally give their condolences. She thanked each of them in turn, excusing herself to walk ever so slightly faster to reach the empty office reserved for her. Upon reaching said office, Minerva placed several silencing spells and protective spells on the walls before breaking down once more. Her friends were dead…they might not have been the first, but they most certainly weren't the last. 'How many more? Merlin, please tell me, how many more?'

Two hours and several cases of intense writer's cramp later, Minerva McGonagall, gladly, left the Ministry and apparated to the Potter's house.

That's it for now, my darlings! Pretty please review!