Note: Seriously, DON'T read this fic first…NOT gonna be helpful to you… Just go read 'Callidora and the Dark Lord's Daughter' first, then come back…there's a good reviewer…pats head

Hehe, sorry, I'm so patronising.

Chapter 2 - 5 months later

Harry was waiting in the hospital corridor, having been ordered out by Charlie. He could hear her screams and coulnd't help but cringe. They were in a Muggle hospital, he didn't trust the wizarding world enough not to have Bellatrix's spies everywhere, and anyway, he had grown up in a Muggle environment, so why shouldn't his child be born into it?

Half an hour later, the screaming subsided, and a nurse came out of the labour room, smiling.

"Congratulations, Mr. Potter, you have a baby son, and a daughter."

He beamed, and raced into the room without being invited. Charlie was lying in bed, sweaty and exhausted, but smiling weakly. Harry hugged her, then sat on the bed next to her with his arm around her shoulder.

"Are you alright?" he stroked her glistening hair.

"Just about, yeah, I think our babies hate me…" she joked, reclining further on the pillows.

The doctor came over with a bundle in his arms. "Don't lay back just yet, Mrs. Potter, there're two little people here who want to meet you…"

Charlie and Harry looked at eachother, smirking. They were not married yet, the doctor had only assumed even though they were just 18. They would not correct him though, they were planning to get married as soon as Harry got his Auror job at the Ministry.

The doctor handed over the babies, one to Harry and one to Charlie and the proud parents looked on their faces in awe. They both had bright green eyes, from both mother and father, and small tufts of black hair poking out the middle of their little heads. But their expressions were different.

Harry was staring at his daughter, cooing to her in his arms. She had happy eyes, and a rounded nose, like her father. She had rosy cheeks which bounced as she made gurgling sounds.

Their son's eyes were wide, his nose was pointed, and his mouth was moulded into what looked to Charlie like a sneer. But he was her son, and she instantly loved him.

"Have you got names?" the doctor asked, kindly.

They looked at eachother. "Yes, we have." Harry said, smiling. They had planned for boy and girl twins.

"Lily Callidora Potter." He said, smiling down at his daughter, with tears in his eyes.

"And Nathaniel James Potter." Whispered Charlie, frowning at her son's expression.

Harry was already in love with his children, but Charlie was worried. She saw something in Nathaniel's face that he did not see, something she had seen in a photo nearly a year ago, something her mother had hated to look at back then.

Something of her father's face.

Note: Hehehehe, I wanted them to call the babies Voldemort and Voldemella, but I composed myself at last minute…hehehe. My thanks to Sophie who suggested an anagram of Tom Marvolo Riddle for the boy…THAT'S LORD VOLDEMORT SILLY! Honestly.I went through a lot of names actually…Mot…Voldemortiam…Drol Tromedlov…actually that'd be cool if they were Russian. Anyway, no, Nathaniel, after Ralph Fiennes' middle name…