Hufflepuff
NOVEMBER(ish) 2001—And she got pregnant.
Swan was wondering why she had been putting on so much weight around her stomach. Now it was starting to make sense: She was carrying a baby quarter-giant.
And she only got fatter. Before long, people were asking when she was due. When she was only five months along, she already looked nearly ready to pop, and because of the strain of walking around, she was forced to make use of Voldemort's new food delivery service for pregnant women and young mothers. Why did Voldemort have a food delivery service for pregnant women and young mothers?
Since it was so difficult to move around, Swan made the most of her outings, frequenting Weasley's Wizarding Wheezes for the bit of levity it brought to her weary existence. The joke shop was always overflowing with laughter and customers, and Swan drank in all the interpersonal interaction, trying to make up for the isolation she had felt during her captivity.
Occasionally she was able talk to one of the Weasley twins. Both boys made her laugh, and neither seemed to mind that she was unmarried and pregnant. In fact, George even suggested names for her growing baby, though most were too tame for Swan's liking. Why would she name her baby after Mrs. Weasley?
George did try to get the father's name out of Swan, but she was too embarrassed and simply called him Red, since that was what Hagrid's first name meant, right? That started George on a new round of baby names. Rosie, Phoenix, Cherry, Ruby, Redmond, Ginger, Scarlet…
Swan rolled her eyes, but George was just getting started. What did she think of historical figures? Erik the Red, Nicolas the Bloody, Bloody Mary, Ivan the Terrible, Joanna the Mad…
"Stop, stop, stop," Swan finally said. "Let's just call the baby Erik for now, okay?"
Erick—spelled with both a C and a K—Xenos. Yes, that seemed about right.