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-7 Months later-

I was practicing my spells with James when it happened. He remarked again and again how talented I was, but I honestly didn't care. Lily was confined to her bed, and she had started having contractions. I was incredibly worried, and I could tell James was too.

We were practicing the Bat-Bogey hex when a shriek came from Lily.

"James! It's coming!"

James ran so fast, I thought he must have trained for it, and I was close on his heels. I'm not going to go into the gory details here, but after a couple of hours, I was holding a newborn baby girl, and Lily was in a much better mood.

When the baby came, I was the first one it laid eyes on. Lily was too busy swearing and screaming, and James was really freaking out there, that it looked up at me first. We washed her off and wrapped her up in a blue blanket that had appeared on a table next to Lily, and James and Lily were bickering about what to name her.

"How about Arielle choose?" Said James finally, and Lily nodded.

"Yeah, she was the one who did all the real work." Lily said, glaring pointedly at James, then whispering to me, "You should have seen him when Harry was born."

I looked down at the baby in my arms, her bright green-blue eyes looking up at me, shining like stars.

"How about..' I said, thinking. "Kira?" It was a name that meant star, and I thought it suited her.

Lily nodded. "I like it. Much better than Dorea, of all names."

And they happily resumed fighting about whose mother had a better name, which ended by Lily cursing James with (What else?) The curse of the Bogies, which I muttered the counter curse to, after five minutes of deserved minutes of deserved misery.

Because, really, I had never seen a baby that was less like a Dorea.

-The Next Day-

I watched with sorrow as the students left the school on the Hogwarts express. I missed my parents, but I knew they could not remember me, so I couldn't exactly turn up on their doorstep.

James was brewing a potion that he wouldn't tell me what it was for, and he was hinting that we could start patronuses and apparition soon. I had read that you had to be 17 to apparate, but he said that when nobody knows you exist, different rules apply.

But I still wished that I could go home with all of the students, even though I had no home outside of Hogwarts.