Ted ran into a small room, holding a little baby.
"What do you want to name her, 'Dromenda?" He asked, placing the baby into her arms carefully. She picked up the baby and held her up to her face.
"What should we name you?" She laughed. "Do you have any ideas, Ted?"
"Well, we've been thinking Jane or Charlotte, remember? Do you still like any of those names?" he questioned.
"Well," she blushed, "I had this idea of a name I thought of not too long ago when I was reading some obscure book. There was a character called Nymphadora and so I thought maybe that would be a nice name. What do you think, Ted? She could be Dora for short, and it's a nice name."
"I love it Andi. Nymphadora." He tried out the name. "It comes off the tongue well. And Dora is a lovely nickname." He smiled.
Ted suddenly noticed that Andi was looking very intensely at Dora. "Is everything okay?" Ted said, looking over at his wife with concern.
She was looking at the baby with awe."Ted," she said, "I think our baby is a Metamorphmagus, look at her hair!"
She was right. Dora's small amount of hair had gone from the stereotypical Black family black to a lighter blonde.
Her family was going to kill her. She had had a child with a muggleborn and now, that child was a Metamorphmagus.