The Babies Meet the Parents

Summary: Six women fall pregnant at six different times and three Marauders are born. What about the remaining three? Who are they? Twelve lives are about to be changed…forever.

Disclaimer: I only own my imagination and a computer. That, and couple of grumpy dust bunnies. But I OWN SOMETHING! Pangton's Hospital for Purebloods. And Kassandra White. And could I please own the funny blanket thing as well?

Author's Note: The Moon's and the Bailey's (see next chapter) are our Own Characters. Hopefully this will stop any confusion. Sowwy!

Written By: Aaralyn

Date: 4th October 1959

Chapter Six: Sirius' start

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Walburga Black was pregnant. Very pregnant. Her days used to consist of eating cake, drinking alcohol and bullying Kreacher. Her days now consisted of moaning, groaning, eating cake and bullying Kreacher. She only stopped drinking alcohol because if she didn't, she would have to go to St Mungo's. She would rather stop drinking.

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The days came and went and so did her patience. 6 days before her due date, on the 4th of October, Walburga grew extremely uncomfortable.

"Kreacher!" Mrs Black called, sometime in the afternoon. Her sweating face was flushed a deep red and her breathing was heavy. Kreacher entered the lounge and, seeing the state his Mistress was in, immediately teleported to Pangton's Hospital for Purebloods.

He popped off (quite literally) to his destination, leaving no trace behind.

A very pregnant Mrs Black was home alone. A very pregnant Mrs Black was going into labour.

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Kreacher had just stumbled out of the fireplace at Pangton's. He rushed around, frantically trying to find reception, where he bumped into a fellow House-Elf, dragging a scared-looking healer to the fireplace.

"Where's reception?" Kreacher growled at the House-Elf in front of him. The House-Elf poked her tongue out at him and hurried off, talking to the healer about her Mistress.

Kreacher hurried down many corridors trying to find reception when a healer stopped him.

"Excuse me, are you lost?" said a blonde haired, blue eyed, friendly looking woman. Kreacher nodded and told her the problem hurriedly. The healer, who introduced herself as Kassandra White, allowed Kreacher to guide her back to the fireplace (only needing to give directions 3 times) and flooed straight to the Black's home.

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Meanwhile, Orion Black had returned home from work early to find his wife in a state of collapse. Panicking, he thought about going straight to Pangton's but, after being told Kreacher was already there, decided his wife needed his support where she was so set about trying to make her as comfortable as possible. Summoning various items from around the house, he set to work with trying to keep Walburga cool and in as little pain as possible.

He failed. Miserably.

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As soon as Kreacher returned to Grimmauld Place, Kassandra set about introducing herself and sorting a now hysterical Mrs Black out.

"Now Mrs Black, I'll leave you with your husband." She told the now-calm woman. "If you could help her get changed into this?" She shoved the garment into Orion's hands and exited the room, Kreacher following.

"Could Kreacher be getting Miss White anything?" Kreacher asked enthusiastically. Kassandra looked down at his large watery eyes and smiled.

He's so polite to visitors! She thought to herself. I bet they treat him like crap. Such a shame. Kassandra shook her head to bring her back into reality.

"Yes Kreacher that would be great." She began ticking off a couple of items off her fingers. "A tub of lukewarm water. It must be lukewarm, an empty tub, some damp tea towels, some dry tea towels and if they have a baby blanket, then that as well, if not, a towel." She finished. Kreacher nodded and rushed off whilst Kassandra hurried back into the lounge.

The Pangton's medical robes were much nicer than the St Mungo's ones. They were made from very cushiony fabric and were robe-like so they were more comfortable. No always practical, but more comfortable.

After that, everything seemed to happen in a blur. Kreacher came back with the desired items and a special baby blanket. It was baby-blue one side and then you undid a small zip at the top and turned it inside out to reveal a blanket perfect for a little girl. On the boy's side, in gold stitching, it had sewn the name of every Black boy that had been born in the last 150 years. The girl's was the same, only in silver stitching.

Walburga screamed and screwed her face up in agony. Kassandra handed Orion a wet flannel and asked Kreacher to go and fetch another tub – this time with cool water.

When Kreacher returned with the cool water, Kassandra instructed Orion to keep dabbing Walburga's face with it to keep her cool. This seemed to work – until the baby truly was on his or her way…

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Kassandra glanced at the clock. It was 8:53pm but the baby was definitely on its way.

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At 10:35pm, Walburga gave one final push and a beautiful baby boy was born. Laying him carefully on her chest, he let out his first cry.

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At 11:04pm, after a through check up, Kassandra left the new family in peace after declaring mother and baby completely healthy. She said her goodbyes and promised to keep in regular correspondence. She also promised to pop in every other day for the first couple of weeks to check up on mother and baby's health. This was agreed by all and Kassandra left after another job well done.

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At 11:10, the new baby boy had been names Sirius Orion Black. Sirius after a Great uncle somewhere and Orion after his father. His name was magically stitched into the baby blanket, his name glowing the strongest, and the new child was wrapped up to sleep.

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At 12:30, the new family went off to bed, soaking up the days events and remembering the moment their son, their heir was born.

Walburga fell asleep instantly but Orion held his son in his arms and looked up at the stars.

"Sirius, I know you will make me proud. You will be my heir to everything I own. You shall live here with your pureblood wife and she will have my grandchildren. You will never know what it means to be a blood traitor." He carefully lay his new son in his crib and went to sleep.

Oh how wrong he was.

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A/N: Well there you have it! The first Marauder!

Stay tuned! Chapter 5 coming to a fanfiction near you soon!