a/n: Many thanks to dennisud for reading and the multiple reviews. They were greatly appreciated. Also, shout out to Time Keeper and poka for the faithful reading and reviewing. I'm posting this chapter and the last chapter today so I can get working on two other series of drabbles over here.

Trigger Warning: references to miscarriage

Prompt: Becoming grandparents

Chapter 24: Namesake

The late spring breeze at Shell Cottage was always a welcomed experience. Harry was giving Hermione space to wade out into the sea where they had released Shiloh's ashes thirty years ago. He had been concerned when Siri asked if the first week in May would be a good week to have her baby shower. That concern was heightened when she informed them it would be a joint event at Shell Cottage with Ron's second daughter. Harry had offered to talk to Siri, to ask her to reconsider the date or the place. Hermione had been adamant that it would be okay. That she'd like to be at Shell Cottage that week to celebrate the new life that was about to enter their world.

"Mum?" a voice called out behind them.

Harry turned to see a very pregnant Siri standing a respectful distance on the beach.

"Yeah honey," Hermione returned, looking back.

Siri took another step forward but clearly didn't want to intrude. "I wondered if I could join you?"

Hermione smiled and held out her hand. Harry put an arm around his daughter's shoulder and walked with her to the spot in the tide where his wife stood. "I'm okay. Really. You don't have to worry. This is a special spot for me and your dad and I'm glad it can be yours too," she said, taking Siri's hand.

The biggest surprise to both Harry and Hermione had been that Siri was going to make them grandparents first. They had been certain the introverted, shy child would choose a solitary life. If he was being honest, Harry would have thought Maddy would have been the first of the siblings and it would not have been planned. Liam was happy pursuing his career at the ICW, following in his mother's footsteps, while Maddy was enjoying a successful run as a chaser for the English National Team. Siri settled down. She got married to Gavin Ollivander and was building a comfortable and cozy life for herself.

"Are you?" Siri asked. "I didn't know what happened this week. Uncle Ron just told me. I wouldn't have done this here, now. I thought it was in March."

Harry regretted not being the one to explain it to her that while Hermione miscarried in March, the healing process took weeks before they could release the ashes. He had been torn with honoring the words Hermione said to him with understanding the unspoken pain.

"It was in March. We just waited until May to have a small ceremony. I needed the time before I let her go," Hermione explained, wiping a tear away. "I'm glad we're here. With you and Gavin."

Siri bit her lip. She wanted to ask Hermione something but was second guessing it all. Harry knew the look all too well. He'd seen it on his wife's face a time or two. More in her later years as she learned to be more diplomatic.

Hermione turned away and led them back to the beach, "What is it?" she asked, as tuned in to the middle child as Harry.

"I was going to ask you and dad something, but… I don't want you to agree if it makes you uncomfortable," Siri said, choosing each word carefully.

Harry shifted to face Siri, to give her his full attention. She never asked for things from them. It made it so hard to give her what she needed. He was eager to hear the request while apprehensive given the melancholy of the moment. "You can asked us anything," he said, genuinely willing to do whatever he could to make it happen for her.

Siri's hands rested on her round belly, rubbed circles around the growing life inside. "This is so hard now. Now that I know. But Gavin and I wanted to know if we could name our daughter Shiloh."

Looking from Siri to Hermione, Harry tried to assess his wife's response. Surprised mostly.

"Siri, are you sure? She's going to be the first Ollivander of her generation. Shouldn't her name start with a G?" Hermione asked.

"We talked about that. Gavin doesn't want her to feel the pressure he did to become a wandmaker. It's really important to him that she make that decision for herself. It's like a symbol to her that he supports her in whatever she wants to do. And I know how special Shiloh's memory is to you, I thought it would be nice to honor her and what she means to all of us. Like you did for your parents and Sirius," Siri explained. "Her middle name will be Gisela and she can choose to go by that if she wants. To make it clear the legacy is hers to claim if she wants it. It won't matter that she's a girl." Her chin went up, clearly summarizing a debate that had been hashed out. "But if it would be too hurtful… if you don't want anyone else in the family to bear that name. We'll understand. Completely."

Hermione reached out and enveloped Siri in a fierce hug. Harry could see her breathing had changed and he knew she was fighting down the emotion. He rubbed her back and would let her speak for both of them. He hoped she would agree. It would be a special way to honor their oldest who hadn't taken a breath. Pulling back, Hermione smoothed Siri's hair away from her face. "I'd love it. I'd love to call her Shiloh and to see her grow up. Harry? You're okay with it?"

Harry thought it was more than fitting. It had, after all, become their tradition. To make room in their life for namesakes. To make their family tree a tapestry of love and respect to those in their past who made them who they were. Shiloh had shaped both Hermione and himself. He hadn't realized how much it had shaped his kids. But how could it not? He and Hermione had never been shy about talking about the loss. About the trauma of the war. They thought it was better to be open and honest, especially once the kids became adults. The scars in their life, the loss, the love, the victories, they all made them who they were, made them stronger. It was important that Liam, Siri, and Maddy know their parents, and what shaped them, scars and all. It seemed the lesson had sunk in. "Shiloh Gisela Ollivander. I think it's beautiful," he said to Sirius' namesake and thought his godfather be proud of who she had become.