Three years later, Kyle Greengrass was in the same position.
Kyle was due to become a father for a second time in a fortnight's time and he needed to select a name for his second daughter.
Kyle had named his first daughter Daphne out of gratitude to a girl in his year at Hogwarts named Daphne Drill.
When Kyle had struggled with Charms, Defense Against the Dark Arts, and Transfiguration early in his Hogwarts career as a first year student, Daphne Drill, who was the best in Kyle's year at both Charms and Defense Against the Dark Arts, had given up her first weekend at Hogwarts to spend time working with Kyle on his wand movements and wandwork, helping him to become less aggressive in his wand movements for better results.
This mentorship had allowed Kyle to become an E student in both Charms and Defense Against the Dark Arts at both the O.W.L. and N.E.W.T. levels.
Kyle had named his first daughter Daphne out of a sense of appreciation for Daphne's help.
Now, as his second daughter approached, Kyle asked himself a question: was there another female that he owed gratitude and appreciation to?
The answer to that question was a resounding yes.
Kyle had been fortunate enough to land his dream job of being a Potions Maker for St. Mungo's almost immediately after he had graduated from Hogwarts.
Once he felt settled into his job, he moved out of his parents' house and got a place of his own.
Money was not an issue as his parents provided some financial assistance to help Kyle get his own place and his new job paid him extremely well.
Nevertheless, there would be someone who helped him in this time.
His new next door neighbor on his right hand side facing the houses was a young woman a year older than him named Astoria Assist.
Astoria had lived in her house for a year having settled into her job as a Mandrake Grower.
Kyle moved into his house on a Sunday and Astoria had given up her free time that Sunday to help Kyle move in.
The nanosecond the moving vans arrived, Astoria had offered her help without being asked.
She had helped Kyle with everything from moving his furniture into his house, helping him stock his bookshelves, helping him put his clothes in his closets and dresser, and helping him set the clocks in the house.
She also added a gesture to make him feel welcome. She had presented him with a batch of delicious handmade oven baked fudge brownies that she had made herself. She had baked the brownies specifically to be a welcome to the neighborhood gift for Kyle.
Furthermore, Astoria had refused Kyle's offer to pay her for her help, saying the real reward was in being able to lend a helping hand.
Kyle, sitting on the same Ashley Furniture sofa he had sat on when he had named Daphne, took a few minutes and a few nanoseconds to quietly reflect on everyone Astoria had done for him that day.
He thought about how Astoria had gone out of her way to help him move in when she didn't have to, gave him a welcoming gift to boot, and declined any compensation for his efforts.
There could be no doubt that Kyle owed Astoria Assist gratitude.
Astoria would eventually move away after she got married, but Astoria's help on that day remained fresh in Kyle's mind.
Kyle himself planned to buy a big manor when his daughters were a little older.
But while he was still here, he still thought of Astoria every time he saw her former house, which was currently unoccupied.
And Kyle knew in his heart of hearts what the right thing to do was: name his second daughter Astoria.
"Yes," thought Kyle, "I owe Astoria appreciation, just as I owed it to Daphne.
Therefore, my second daughter shall be known as Astoria Greengrass.
Kyle felt at once that he had made the right decision.
He felt peaceful and content as he gave his daughter the name of a young woman who had given to him.
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As he held newborn Astoria Greengrass, with three year Daphne nearby and well behaved, he said, "Astoria Greengrass, I am very grateful that you have come into my life. my dearest hope as a father is that both of my daughters will grow up to be very grateful and appreciative women. I named them Daphne and Astoria as a way of appreciating people who have helped me along the way in my life. It is my fondest hope that both my daughters will grow up to embody gratitude and appreciation. For now, I am very appreciative to be the father of two young daughters."