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A/N According to more than one website, Adam was a warlock in "Bewitched" and a mortal in "Tabitha". For this fanfic, he's a mortal. It just works better that way. And all due respect to anyone who disagrees.
Tabitha arrived at St. Mungo's in plenty of time to deliver a healthy daughter that she named Stella. Tabitha had been been looking forward with curiosity to delivering in a wizard hospital because Sarah had been born in a muggle hospital. To her disappointment, Tabitha saw very little difference. Labor was labor, no matter where you were.
She returned to Grimmauld Place a couple days later to find that Endora had firmly ensconced herself into the routine of the house and had Sarah well in hand. Whatever her misgivings were about Sarah's ancestry and lack of magical skill, Endora was a good great-grandmamma to her, and Sarah adored her in return. Grandfather Maurice popped in and out at all hours, to Tabitha's delight, and Endora's annoyance, just as dramatic and flamboyant as ever. He wanted to check his new great granddaughter, and he sincerely hoped that this time blood would tell and she would be a witch. Sarah was cute and smart, and he loved her, but at two years without any magic talent, Maurice had given up his last shred of hope that she was merely a late bloomer. Sirius, on the other hand, was looking forward heartily to Endora's departure and hoped Maurice wasn't planning to be a frequent visitor.
Tabitha had decided that when Stella was two weeks old, she would take both girls back to the States to visit for a week. Paul's parents and Grandmother Stevens wanted to see the new baby, but they didn't know about Tabitha's magic, so a visit to Grimmauld Place was simply out of the question for any of them.
In the meantime, the first two weeks of Stella's life were filled with visitors. Darrin and Adam had flown over by plane to see her. Adam had seen Grimmauld Place before, but Darrin had come only because his natural concern for his daughter and granddaughter had overcome his deep aversion to magic. As it was, Grimmauld Place left him feeling nervous and jumpy. Any time any of the witches or warlocks looked at him, he was half afraid they were thinking about putting a spell on him. After all, that had been the favorite practical joke Samantha's family had liked to pull. Over the course of the days he and Samantha spent there, he realized these particular witches and warlocks had better things to do than to plague mortals, but he had insisted on sleeping in a hotel, and he was still happy to leave.
Adam's baby gift was a car seat, a device that drew a lot of attention from Tabitha's magic friends, especially because Tabitha no longer had a car. It was no use reminding them that she planned to drive when she went home to her parents and that she simply had to put Stella in it: it was still a novelty to most of them, and a good excuse for a joke. Molly Weasley's husband in particular had been fascinated by it.
The Order met once during those two weeks. Sirius and Dumbledore had both offered to postpone it, if Tabitha didn't feel up to it, but she asked them to go on with the meeting. Tabitha was too tired to attend, but when the meeting was over, she couldn't resist the chance to show Stella off to her friends. When she heard the telltale sounds of the meeting breaking up, she scooped up Stella from her bassinette and carried her into the dining room.
A crowd of witches wanting to see the baby soon surrounded her. The wizards gave Stella no more than a cursory glance before breaking off into their own conversations. McGonagall took Stella carefully from Tabitha's arms and cuddled her as the other witches tried to catch a peek.
"How are you feeling these days, Tabitha?" One of the witches asked.
"Very tired. I try to sleep anytime I get a chance."
"How long is she sleeping at night?" Asked another witch.
"Four hours if I'm lucky."
The witches who had children chuckled sympathetically.
"How is she eating for you?" Molly asked.
"Actually, it was rough going the first couple days, but it's been better ever since my milk came in."
The other mothers nodded sagely, but Tabitha realized that one of those strange conversational pauses occurred and her last statement had been clearly heard throughout the room. She couldn't help blushing a little as every wizard turned to look at her.
After a brief pause, Sirius said in a stage whisper, "Um, Tab, you know, there are men in the room here."
Tabitha turned brighter red, but Tonks, one of the younger witches, turned to him and replied in a stage whisper, "Oh, Sirius, grow up." The other witches started to giggle.