"Da, baby come." 3 year old Viktor Krum told his Dad who was reading the daily prophet.
"I know Viktor, go upstairs and check on little Sophie." told his father Andrei Krum who was a high ministry official.
"No, not Sophie. Two more come, in door." said Viktor pointing to the front doors.
Andrei jerked up from his morning drowsiness and ran to the front door to find his son true. He was even more surprised to find mild heating charms around the crib.
"So da, what are their names?"
"I don't know" said Andrei taking the two babies in his arms," Take the cribs inside and close the door Viktor, will you?"
Viktor obediently did so while Andrei went upstairs and placed the two sleeping forms next to Sophie, who was born in the early hours of the previous day, who was sleeping next to his wife, Michelle.
Andrei POV
I took the letter from the crib and read it. After finishing the letter, I told to Viktor who was standing beside me," their names are Harry and Neville.
"Which one which?"
"Harry's the one with black hair and Neville's the one with blonde hair."
"Okay, I big brother."
"Yes Viktor you are a rea…" I couldn't finish my sentence as what followed was somewhat compared to those muggle cars crashing. First was a scream, which surely belonged to my Michelle, followed by three children wailing, and boy was it bad!
Viktor ran outside to our garden but as much as I wanted to, I had some explaining to do to my wife.
I ran upstairs as fast as slow as i could and scooped up the two boys. Immediately they stopped crying.
"Andrei, explain!",my wife grunted angrily.
"I found them two on the doorstep."
"Call an orphanage"
"Ok"
"No Andrei, no don't let us have them"
Of course no. She knew how it would be like growing in an orphanage as she was an orphan herself.
"Yeah, that's what i was thinking"
So after 3 Days, after many ministry procedures, the newest members of the Krum family had arrived.