Still on the plane, Sam was sitting with Murray.
"You sure you're okay?" said Sam.
"I'm okay, Sam. But... how on earth could a girl have a baby at five?" said Murray.
"No clue. This puberty thing Calvin read about is just unreal" Sam said.
Murray then rubbed his tummy and took a big breath in.
"What's wrong?" said Sam.
"The baby is acting up. Sam. Tell her one of your stories to calm her" said Murray.
"Another daughter, is it?" Sam said.
"Yeah."
Sam leaned down and rubbed Murray's tummy.
"Honey... I'm your dad's... girlfriend. He told me to... tell you a story or whatnot" Sam whispered.
She then flinched as Murray's tummy moved slightly.
"Wha-wha-what's going on?" Sam laughed awkwardly.
"She likes you. Keep talking. Go on" said Murray.
Sam told a story.
"Little baby... this is a story my friend Hermione once told me and my friends Harry and Ron a long time ago" Sam said.
She then looked at Murray questioningly.
"Go on, lovely" said Murray.
Sam nodded and told The Tale of the Three Brothers to Murray's unborn daughter.
The story went like this.
There were once three brothers who were traveling along a lonely winding road at twilight.
In time, the brothers reached a river too treacherous to pass.
But being learned in the Magical Arts, the three brothers simply waved their wands and made a bridge.
Before they could cross, however, they found their path blocked by a hooded figure.
It was Death and he felt cheated. Cheated because travelers would usually drown in the river.
But Death was cunning. He pretended to congratulate the three brothers on their magic and said that each had earned a prize for having been clever enough to evade him.
The oldest asked for a wand more powerful than any in existence so Death fashioned him one from an elder tree that stood nearby.
The second brother decided he wanted to humiliate Death even further and asked for the power to recall loved ones from the grave.
So Death popped up a stone from the river and offered it to him.
Finally, Death turned to the third brother.
A humble man, he asked for something that would allow him to go forth from that place without being followed by Death.
And so it was that Death reluctantly handed over his own cloak of invisibility.
The first brother traveled to a distant village where with the Elder Wand in hand, he killed a wizard with whom he had once quarreled.
Drunk with the power that the Elder Wand had given him, he bragged of his invincibility.
But that night, another wizard stole the wand and slit the brother's throat for good measure.
And so Death took the first brother for his own.
The second brother journeyed to his home and took the stone and turned it thrice in hand.
To his delight, the girl he'd once hoped to marry before her untimely death appeared before him.
Yet, soon, she turned sad and cold for she did not belong in the mortal world.
Driven mad with hopeless longing, the second brother killed himself so as to join her.
And so, Death took the second brother.
As for the third brother, Death searched for many years but was never able to find him.
Only when he attained a great age would the youngest brother shed the cloak of invisibility and gave it to his son.
He then greeted Death as an old friend and went with him gladly departing his life as equals.
The End.
By the end of the story...
"Well?" said Sam.
"That story sounded a bit dark, Sam" said Murray.
"It's a wizard story. When I married him, Ron told me his mom read it to him at bedtime. Hermione actually read it to me and Harry when we hadn't heard it" said Sam.
"I see" said Murray.
"But did it work?" said Sam.
Murray rubbed his tummy and nothing happened.
"I think so. You're too good at this, Sam" he said.
"Well..." Sam said modestly.
Here's the link to the story Sam told.
