Harry Potter Preferences

Children Names

Harry: Your baby girl was named Alianna and your boy Deangelo. The former meant a gift from God while the latter a close definition with from the angels. Harry had thought it fitting, seeing as how even though your two children had came from a time right after the bloodiest, darkest war the wizarding world had ever seen, they still managed to emerge into the world, a beacon of hope for the next era. In Harry's eyes, they could do almost no wrong. He figured himself incredibly lucky to have had the two angels with you. Granted, he implied with your wish to keep some of the fallen alive and named a few middle names after the brave people who had sacrificed themselves so that Alianna and Deangelo could be born.

Ron: Your son was named Adam, which meant man or another version, red, which you found a great nod to the fiery red hair that he had inherited from Ron. True to his name, he was the more boyish type for sure, a wild child that explored every inch of anything he could get his hands on. Sometimes getting himself into a endless cycle of trouble. Meanwhile, your daughter bore the name Grace, which of course, meant elegance. If Adam was the rumbustious one, then Grace, also true to her own name, was the exact opposite, in looks and in personality. Where Adam was wild, she was quiet and soft-spoken.

Draco: His lavish side of himself never really gone, Draco named his children after precious stones. Your daughter was Diamond Malfoy while your son Jet Malfoy. Diamond was invincible and untamed when it came to life, it was impossible to know what she was going to be up to next. Jett was just the same, his name meaning free. Together, they made your and Draco's life eventful to say the least. Still, when the time called for it, they were obedient as lambs and held themselves with such graces and dignity that no one would ever guess that they had spent the afternoon digging around for worms for their pet bird.

Fred: You chose a great name for your daughter. Intelligent as the great Hermione Granger herself, Sage was the epitome of wisedom. She could always be found with her nose stuck in a book and wand stuck behind her ear. Keeping up the theme of wisdom and intelligence, you chose a silimiar name for your son. He didn't exactly live up to it, unlike his bookworm sister. Even though his name meant wise counsel, Conrad Weasley was not strong in the academic field. Instead he was unbelievably impulsive. The only time he seemed to be able to think was up in the biting cold air with a broom. Then, he was almost on par with Sage, strategies flying in and out of his mind faster than lightning.

George: You and George had no basis at all for your children's names so you looked to your surroundings for inspiration, you choosing a girl's name while George chose one for a boy. As you looked around, the soft tinkle of a music box drifted into your ears and sparked an idea. Melody, you said, in honor of music and song. George smiled and said, River. He had glanced out the window and had caught a sight of the bubbling brook just outside, glinting like diamonds as the sun's light danced upon the waters.

Neville: You and Neville dearly loved the idea of naming your children after flowers, plants, animals and nature. Problem was there was a lot to choose from, so you spent many a long night just going back and forth about the names you wanted. In the end, you chose Laurel for a girl and Colt for a boy. Laurel, name taken from the well-known wreaths made from the same leaves, loved plants, no doubt taking after her father. She could plant and garden as soon as she could walk. Meanwhile, Colt preferred the fauna side of nature. He had an uncanny connection with any kind of animal. It got to the point where you, unfortunately had to chide him constantly for bringing woodland animals to the breakfast table.

Oliver: You and him looked to the skies for names to give your children. You found them in your favorite constellations, a subject that had always intrigued you so. Your baby son was named Archer, the great bowman in the night sky, his aim always true. Your baby daughter was named Aurora, after the spectacular sight when the sun rose up to meet another day. When the two were born, they got along splendidly, rarely getting into the petty fights and quarrels that siblings were bound to have, which you and Oliver greatly thanked the lord for.