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I'm back! I'm just going to go ahead and write even though I just added the first chapter, because I really want you people to read the FUN STUFF! Anyway, please R and R! A special THANK YOU!! to Hiscefit for my FIRST EVER REVIEW!! I'm just hoping more of you are added...! But on with the story...

Chapter Two: The Name Game

The next day Hermione made sure Harry and Ron weren't late to Life Skills.

"We don't want to miss the babies!" she chirped, ignoring the two rather aghast faces behind her. Dean, Seamus and Neville seemed to agree with Harry and Ron's sentiment. The five of them sat in the back of the room looking horrified together.

"I think I'm going to be sick!" moaned Neville- this only caused the other four to edge away.

"Attention!" shouted Professor McGonagall. "When I call your name, you will come up here and receive a vial of the Insta-Child potion. You will then add a piece of your own hair. This gives the DNA for the pseudo child to copy- although the sex of the child is usually the opposite of whoever gives the DNA. Now, let's proceed...Brown, Lavender!"

Lavender quite nearly ran to the front of the room and back with the vial. Harry could hear Ron muttering under his breath,

"Nutters, all of them... should be in Mungo's..."

Finally, when the whole class had the potion, Professor McGonagall announced that they should add the hairs. Harry stared at the potion, willing it not to work. In protest, the potion gurgled slightly. Then all of the sudden-

"Professor!" squealed Parvati. "Look- there's a thing in there!" No sooner had she said this when POP! A baby had magically appeared on Parvati's desk, wreathed in pink smoke. A second loud POP! and Hermione suddenly had a baby as well.

"He's so cute!" cried Hermione, looking nothing like her usual studious self. The classroom was now echoing with the loud pops- and then it was over, leaving only a group of squally babies and pink smoke in their midst. Harry was quite shocked to see a naked baby girl squirming in front of him. Oh Merlin! He thought desperately. The baby girl then opened her eyes and looked at Harry.

He had time to think, She has my eyes, before she opened her mouth- and wailed.

"WHAAAAHHH!"

She was immediately joined by at least half of the other babies. Panicking, Harry picked her up and tried to rock the squirmy little thing he had just been put in charge of.

McGonagall was quite pleased with all of the babies, and after a quick health check, sent them all on their way to lunch.

"Can you believe this? How long d'you think Malfoy will be laughing at us for this?" demanded Ron, who was looking quite violent despite the baby carrier and bag he was carrying.

"Yeah, I know." Groused Harry.

"Oh, honestly! Didn't you listen yesterday? The professor said ALL 6th years had to participate in the baby projects!" snapped Hermione. It was the first time they'd heard her speak normally since Life Skills- she'd been too busy cooing at her baby boy. Ron suddenly gasped.

"You mean," he said slowly, "MALFOY had to take a baby too?" Hermione nodded.

Harry turned to look at Ron, a devilish grin on his lips.

"Malfoy- with a baby." He said. Ron opened his mouth to laugh hysterically, buy Hermione quickly shushed him.

"You'll wake the babies!" she hissed. Looking properly ashamed, Ron snapped his mouth shut.

But upon entering the Great Hall, all three were sorely tempted to laugh at the sight of the usually vindictive-looking Slytherins holding fussy little babies. Malfoy, in particular, looked completely clueless about how to quiet the screaming bundle in his arms.

"This is too great!" laughed Dean, who had also noticed the Slytherins obvious confusion. The girls, however, were preoccupied.

"My baby is going to be called Anthony Oliver Brown!" Lavender said proudly.

"MINE will beRedmond Hermes Patil." Said Parvati, rather saucily. She evidently didn't hear Harry and Ron's snorts of laughter.

"And this is Brian David Granger." smiled Hermione. "What about you guys?" she asked. Ron and Harry stopped laughing and looked at each other. They really hadn't considered actually having to name the children.

"Erm..." stalled Harry, trying to avoid the glares he and the other boys were receiving. Ron tried to change the subject.

"Hey, Ginny! Uh... how was your test today?" he said hopefully.

"Just fine," she replied, "and do tell, what IS the name of your child?"

"Really!" huffed Hermione. "Girls, we'll have to help them."

"Ooh, how fun!" said Ginny. She squeezed herself between Ron and Harry and was now contemplating each in turn.

"Are there any names you like, before we start?" she asked.

Both boys had bland looks on their faces, though Harry was sure his was turning red.

Ginevra, he was thinking, but quickly pushed that thought aside.

"Okay," she sighed, "how about... Camille? Georgia? Samantha?"

"I like that one!" piped up Ron, but he was quickly drowned out by the suddenly violent girls at the table.

"Brianna!"

"Marion!"

"Dolores...?" This one earned a quite decisive "NO!"

By this time Harry was wondering if he could take the baby and hide under the table. Their section of the room was gaining some rather odd looks from the other students and staff, and Neville's face now quite closely matched Ron's ears- which looked like over-ripe tomatoes.

Thankfully for the boys, Dumbledore stepped in before the naming of the children went any further.

"Good Merlin," he sighed, then raised his wand and-"QUIETUS!" The table fell completely silent, though a few girls were still moving their lips as if to continue the naming.

"Finally! I think you all have rather gone overboard with this naming. However, if you would truly wish to help the boys here, why don't you all write down a few names on some parchment and let the boys choose? They are, after all, the fathers." Dumbledore's eyes seemed to twinkle extra bright at this, but he said nothing more. The idea was well accepted, or if it wasn't, the girls were not able to object- Dumbledore had 'forgotten' to lift the quieting spell, and the boys certainly weren't going to help.

"What do you guys think of Beckham?" asked Dean. The 5 boys were now going through the piles of parchment.

"Dean... that's a football players name- not for a baby girl." observed Seamus. Harry looked up in surprise.

"Oh, I didn't think wizards payed attention to Muggle sports." Harry said in surprise.

"Well, for the most part they don't, but Beckham IS a wizard!" Ron answered. "You know- I think I still like Samantha, what about 'Anne' for a middle name?"

"Sounds good, mate." sighed Harry. He had gone through every piece of parchment, and still couldn't find a name.

Except one...

It was worth a look, anyway... he unfolded the paper...Amelia, it said, in curly script.

"Amelia." Harry said slowly.

"Hey, I like that one, mate." said Ron. "Use it."

"Yeah- I will, and a middle name- how about...how about Amelia Rose?"

"Works for me. Right then, ladies, listen up- Amelia Rose Potter, meet Samantha Anne Weasley. I now pronounce you best friends, in the footsteps of your fathers!" Ron said with a flourish. Harry smiled down at Amelia. Amelia yawned and stuck her little pink tongue out at Harry. Maybe it won't be so bad, thought Harry.