THE BIRTH OF A.E.G
The weeks have passed and alot had happened. Harry was now used to living in Slytherin Manor and had become great friends with Barty, meaning it was normal to walk in on the two dueling, fighting, arguing, etc.
However, right now it was 1st of August, and Amara was giving birth to their daughter in St. Mungo's with her wife holding her hand and the others outside of the hospital room.
"One more push, Mrs. Gaunt." said the nurse, making Amara hold tighter onto Morgana's hand.
The two women stopped as they heard a baby crying.
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A few minutes later, the nurse walked back with a baby girl in her arms, giving the newborn to Amara and leaving the couple for some privacy.
Morgana sucked in a sharp breath as her wife laid her head on her shoulder, holding their baby in her arms.
"She's beautiful.." Morgana said, her eyebrows rising as their daughter opened her eyes, "And she's got your eyes."
Amara chuckled, looking at her daughter in complete and utter awe and full of love. "You should get a rest, love." Morgana pointed out.
Her wife nodded as she handed over the baby. Morgana held her as if she was the most delicate thing ever, her mouth curling into a huge smile, showing off her dimples. Amara had to do a double-take at that..She had never seen her dimples.
"Ambrose." Morgana said.
Amara smiled and hummed, "That's a beautiful name."
Morgana nodded, "Ambrose Esme Gaunt."
"Immortal..and..love." Amara concluded, "Immortal love."
Morgana kissed her wife's head, "Go to sleep. I'll be here." She said, making her wife smile and fall asleep.
Morgana sighed and sat down on the chair, not looked away from her daughter. Ambrose already looked like Morgana, even though she wasn't even an hour old yet, but with Amara's blue eyes.
"You're completely gorgeous.." mused Morgana, letting out a slight laugh when her daughter smiled as if she understood her, showing off her own dimples, "You've got my dimples as well, Rose.."
The door opened, catching her attention, "Should the visitors come in?" asked the nurse, earning a nod from the dark lady.
Tom walked in and smiled at the sight of his daughter with his granddaughter, "What's her name?"
Morgana smiled, "Ambrose Esme Gaunt."
He hummed and looked at the baby, "She's adorable." He mused, "I'm proud of you, Belladona."
"Thanks, Marvolo." Morgana said, not looking away from the baby she was rocking in her arms.
The door opened again and in came a grinning Regulus. His eyes widened as he looked at the newborn, "My goddaughter's gorgeous!"
Amara and Morgana had decided on Regulus being the godfather because he was the one they trusted most with their child.
Morgana chuckled as she handed the baby to a proud Regulus, who immediately started cooing over his new goddaughter.
She laid her head on Tom's shoulder, who slung an arm over her shoulder, both of them not looking away from the baby. "I did it.." Morgana whispered in awe, "I have a family."