Angelica Lily Riddle is the secret Daughter of Lily Potter and Tom Riddle (Voldemort).
She was sent to Azkaban when her Mother died by her Father to keep her hidden as he had made her a Horcrox, meaning that he would live on some way, forever inside...
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My hands grip the kitchen counter as a particularly hard kick has me staggering. I try to even out my breathing, but, to no avail. My due date is today and I've been having these kicks all morning. I assured George that I would be fine while he worked today, but, I'm starting to think otherwise.
The last three months have been uneventful. Mason is still biding his time and we haven't heard anything. Sanguini is still on his trail though.
Luna and Neville have been having a blast raising their twins. Harry and Ginny have focused on James. Some more exciting news is that Hermione is pregnant! She told us about a month ago. We were all so happy. Delphi and Raf moved into Godric's Hallow until George and I want it. Dad and Annette have been in their own little bubble, planning their wedding. Fred has been secretly shopping around for an engagement ring for Angelina. Bill and Fleur have been busy with Victorie.
The last three months have been hectic.
I am currently in the flat. I was hoping to visit James today, but, with the pains I have been getting, I can't even leave the room. The pains soon reach an all time high and I try to see if I can get George to me just by thinking about him like I once did ages ago.
I think the babies are coming and I need George with me because, honestly, I'm a little scared.
Suddenly, George appears in front of me, confused and surprised.
"Oh, thank God it worked! George, I think the babies are coming! I can't handle disapparation right now! Can you call the doctor?"
I ask, huntching over in pain. George immediately appears at my side and attempts to help me to the sofa, but, I just slump to the floor with George falling beside me. The doctor said that it is very common for early labour with twins, but, weirdly, I made it to full term.
Maybe it's the magic?
"Fred! Can you get Angel's doctor to the flat? She thinks the babies are coming!"
I notice George had stood and was talking into the intercom by the front door. It connects to the store. Unfortunately, it also means that the customers also heard what George had said.
"Yeah, of course. Hold in there."
Fred's voice replies before George returns to my side. I try to ease my own pain like I did with Luna's, but, it's not working.
It seems that I can heal others, but, not myself.
After a few more minutes, George finally lifts me into his arms bridal style and carries me into our bedroom. He places me on the bed and I groan in pain. Suddenly, the doctor appears in the door way and I sigh in relief.
