An Adoption Gone Right

Well here's a problem

*Three days later*
Bella POV
I was now almost full term. I went to have another glass of blood, but it slipped. When I went to grab it, I felt my spine snap. Edward rushed me onto the operating table and injected the morphine. Carlisle cut my stomach open and removed a baby. He turned her to look at me. Edward bit me and injected his venom several times to ensure that it spread quickly. My eyes closed for good as a human.

Edward POV
I wrapped up the baby and gave it its first feeding. Thank goodness Rosalie was hunting right now. I ran into the town near the Reserve and dropped the baby on the doorstep. She started crying and I rang the doorbell. I turned and left without looking back once. I left one thing, a piece of paper saying
"Her name is Renesme."

Hadri POV
Edward and another person tripped the wards. The doorbell rang and a baby started crying. I cast a the one way see through spell on the door. Edward had just abandoned his child on my doorstep. I whipped the door open and took the baby inside. I placed it in a laundry basket and ran to the store. A pack of formula and about 10 bottles later, I was home and making food. Then I stopped. The baby was half vampire! I grabbed a needle and carefully filled it halfway. I combined it with the formula. I put in a bottle and pressed it to her lips. She snuggled into me, gulping down the mixture. What in Merlin's name was I going to tell Jake. He's gonna throw a fit. I looked back down at the baby. She was still awake. She reached up and touched my cheek. A bloody image of Bella appeared as this baby was born. I did not need to see that! I sighed and looked at what the baby had with it. A blanket, the clothes it was wearing, and a piece of paper with her name on it.
"Renesme?" I asked her with a raised eyebrow.
"Nu uh. Not in my house. That name is awful! Your name is Moria Eowyn Potter-Black." She giggled and tried to eat my hair. I pried her fingers loose. Adjusting her more comfortably in my arms, I wrote a note to Jake that I was out getting supplies for a surprise. We both wanted kids, and he was 18 now and I was a legal adult. I apparated back to Diagon Alley. I noticed people hanging suspiciously around the bank so I flipped my hood up and slipped by them. After all, Harry Potter doesn't have a kid. I asked a teller to take us to Account Manager Ragnok's office. Once inside, I slipped my hood off and grinned.
"One blood adoption potion for Moria Eowyn Potter-Black." Ragnok smiled and fetched it. I combined my blood, and Jacob's to the potion. Moria gulped it down with glee. I had made it taste like chocolate, except for the blood. I smiled and hugged her close. Her features changed slightly, her eyes turning to Jake's brown, and her hair to the russet color of his wolf. She got a bit of my face shape, and the mischievous glint in her eyes that was in all Loki's children and the shine of magic. She had inherited magic from me. I grinned down at her so big I thought my face would split, tears of joy filled my eyes. My daughter. My sweet little Moria. I kissed her forehead, still the same toughness of a vampire's marble skin, but warmer. I laughed and spun about in a circle. I could feel Ragnok's grin at the scene. I flipped my hood back up and slipped once again from Gringotts. This time I was not so lucky.
"Harry Potter! We've been searching for you everywhere! Were you tortured? Raped? What Death Eater scum fathered that filth child?!" Reporters surrounded me, I blinked in utter shock.
"Harry my boy, come to my office. I'm sure we can find arrangements for the child." I spun away from him. The crowd gasped.
"Over. My. Dead. Body!! I will not surrender. My. Daughter. Into your filthy hands Albus Dumbledore. Nor will I fight for people who throw others in hell without a questioning under Veritaserum. Maybe Voldemort-" the crowd flinched and drew back,
"will actually change this country for the better." I noticed a reporter recording every word spoken, and Lucius Malfoy, eyes wide in the crowd. I glared at Dumbledore and apparated out. Landing hard outside the house I raced inside.