One year and a half later

Viktor strutted back and forth, up and down the small corridor of the hospital like it was some catwalk with a worried expression held on his face. He was in the VIP section of the hospital, which meant that you needed special permission to enter this bit of the hospital, that meant that the press wouldn't be able to bother them.

His daughter had come back from Hogwarts for the holidays with Lorcan. The two had been taking a walk along the river near the Krum Mansion when Lorcan suddenly came running to Viktor with a moaning Ivanka in his arms who looked undoubtedly sick.

Viktor turned to his right to find Lorcan looking uncomfortable on his chair as he waited with Viktor for the news of what was wrong with Ivanka. Lorcan still had the vomit that Ivanka had unfortunately spat on him as they had apparated to the hospital, but he didn't seem to mind as he didn't seem to realise the stench it was making.

A male nurse, much to the surprise of Viktor had come out of the room holding a mixture of expressions so that it was hard for Viktor to decide and decipher what the nurse was thinking. Viktor took out fifty galleons and gave it to the nurse to make sure that he didn't spread or go tell the press about Ivanka.

The nurse whispered to Viktor so that Lorcan couldn't hear, but being attentive like his mother was with shrewd ears, he heard what was wrong with Ivanka too.

Viktor turned to look at Lorcan to see his expression. A bunch of choices were now laid out before the young man, and he could choose from many. Viktor continued to watch him to see his next move, hoping that he wouldn't choose the worst. Viktor smiled and felt pleased when Lorcan stayed in place, looking at Viktor with eyes that told him that he was not going anywhere, that he would never do anything to hurt Ivanka in any way.

Viktor then frowned when a thought came to him. He felt like he had totally let his wife down as Ivanka had gotten herself into a rather sticky situation. She was a grown up and smart girl but that didn't exactly mean that she'd follow the rules all the time. She was fortunately leaving school soon anyway so she was going to be all right... Hopefully.

Ivanka was pregnant with Lorcan's child, which meant that Viktor was going to be a granddad... He wasn't even fifty yet but the thought made him feel old. If his wife had still been around, she would probably have guided Ivanka properly and prevented this from happening so soon, her education was important after all.

He wasn't really ashamed of Ivanka's behavior though, not that it was a good thing. He knew that the two were going to bound each other to one another some how in the end, he just hadn't expected them to be bounded through this.

Viktor watched as the door opened, a nervous looking Ivanka walking out with a hand on her tummy. She looked remarkably beautiful to Viktor all of a sudden and found that he was looking at a beautiful angel with the most beautiful eyes he had ever seen.

The angel began to cry diamond tears and suddenly ran up to him and dropped down to her knees, beginning to sob.

"I'm so sorry Daddy, I know you're mad at me and I don't blame you! I know I shouldn't have done it with Lorcan, I'm so sorry!" She turned to Lorcan with a glare and hissed something at him which made him stare at Viktor apologetically.

"I'm sorry, sir, we shouldn't have done what we did. I know that you value the education of your daughter... I'm sorry I ruined it... I..."

Viktor looked at Lorcan, just watching his expression. He looked apologetic, yet happy in the good sense. He saw that his eyes were swimming with happiness whenever he laid his eyes upon his daughter and that pleased him. If Lorcan had been one to have gotten his daughter pregnant and just left her like that, he would have sworn never to do anything else until he killed the darned boy.

"There is no need to apologise, Lorcan, I consider you as my own son already." he said. "I was just hoping that you two wouldn't have gone and done it so early."

Ivanka stood up and frowned before hugging Viktor.

"Daddy..." she said. "You're too forgiving. You shouldn't be. You let things go too easily, especially with Atanas. He's been creating havoc ever since I've known him and he's been hurting you a lot, too much. And now I've added more to the pain you're feeling."

"But he's my son and I love him," Viktor said.

"Sometimes I don't understand you Daddy," she said, as the two began to forget that Lorcan was even there. "You should hate us, the both of us. Atanas and I hurt you too much, and you're a good man. You deserve better children than us."

Viktor kissed his daughter on the forehead.

"Don't say that."

"But it's true!"

"I wouldn't, and couldn't hate you two. You're my children."

"But-"

The two remembered that Lorcan was there and he was flushed with embarrassment from listening to such a private conversation.

"I'm sorry, sir, I didn't mean to listen."

"It's all right Lorcan," Viktor said. "You're my son now, it's all right."

There was silence for a moment.

"We better go tell your father and mother about Ivanka." Viktor said.

Lorcan nodded.

The three of them went to the floo system of the hospital so that travel was safer for Ivanka. Once all three of them got to the Scamander's place, they were greeted with a surprised looking Luna.

"Oh, hello Viktor," Luna said, with wide and dreamy eyes. "I believe that you three have something to tell me."

"How did you know?" Lorcan asked his mother.

"It's time we tell her," Ivanka said. "She'll make it easier for us by telling your father in a way that won't get him mad."

"Luna," Viktor said, hoping that what he said next wouldn't come out so bad. "We're going to be grandparents."

Luna smiled brightly. "Oh, that's brilliant! That means that we're going to have a wedding soon!"

Ivanka looked at her father and whispered in rapid Bulgarian to him. He nodded, knowing how she felt.

"Oh, Luna," Viktor said. "My daughter doesn't want a big wedding. She wants a private one between the two of ours families and a few close friend of hers and Lorcan's."

Luna still smiled brightly. "Oh, that's all right. I just hope the nargles don't spoil everything!"