Mindful of the time, Bill quietly entered the Burrow, the wards easily accepting him. Rushing to the floo, he grabbed some powder and was just getting ready to toss it in when he heard the stairs above him creaking. Not wanting to worry his parents, he waited until whichever one it was to make their was down.
"Bill," Arthur called sleepily, wand clutched in his hand. "What are you doing here? Is it Seth?
"Seth's fine, dad," Bill reassured. "It's Harry...it's always Harry."
"What trouble did he find himself into this time?" Arthur smiled fondly.
"I can't say right now, dad, I don't have time. I have to get to Hogwarts to get Poppy."
"That bad?" Arthur asked, the smile slipping off his face.
"I wouldn't say bad, but definitely an emergency situation. I'll explain when I can." Tossing the powder into the floo, he stepped in and called out, "Hogwarts, Headmaster's office." He knew that it would be around two in the morning there, but the wards would alert Dumbledore to his presence. This was not something that could wait until morning.
Bill stepped out of the floo and waved his wand to clean the soot off of his clothes. As much as he wanted to go storming the castle to drag Madam Pomfrey back, he had to be patient and wait for Dumbledore. Neither Harry nor his daughter looked to be in any danger, but this was still an emergency and they had to get back to Harry as quickly as possible.
"William?"
Bill had to force himself not to laugh. Not only was Dumbledore wearing purple sleep wear with black and white penguins on them, but he was also wearing fuzzy pink bunny slippers.
"William, what is it?" Dumbledore asked, waving his hand and wandlessly transfiguring his sleep wear into a robe.
"I don't know all the details myself, sir, but Seth called me saying that he needed me at the Cullens, and when I go there, I found Harry laying on the floor covered in blood and cradling a newborn baby girl."
Of all things he expected to hear, that was not one of them. He had talked to Harry that morning while playing a game of chess with him and he most certainly had not looked pregnant to him. "Are they alright?" he asked sharply.
"Seth and Harry were alone at the time and both are pretty shook up. Harry had no idea that he was pregnant. I came to get Madam Pomfrey because both Carlisle and Severus are out of town. The baby is still attached to Harry by the cord, but I wrapped her up and Seth is watching over them."
Grabbing his wand, Dumbldore tapped a figure on his desk that looked like a little nurse. "Madam Pomfrey will be here as soon as she gets herself in order."
"What are those?" Bill asked curiously, pointing to the little figures on Dumbledore's desk.
"Ah, that is a magnificent invention of my own," Dumbledore explained proudly. "Each little figure represents a teacher here, and my tapping them will alert them that I need them immediately." With that said, Dumbledore tapped a figure that looked like Professor McGonagall.
"That's pretty cool," Bill complimented. "Saves times running all around the school."
"Or breaking my back or knees yelling for them through the floo, especially at this hour where they are sure to be sleeping." Dumbledore added.
"So our Harry had a baby," Dumbledore chuckled. "It's hard to shock me, William, but that there is a shocker. He's powerful enough to support a pregnancy, no doubt there, but he's not exactly what one would call alive."
"I don't know about you, Headmaster, but I would love to see a Pensive memory of those two knuckle heads delivering that baby...especially seeing as neither one had a clue that a baby was coming."
