Hogwarts Librarian! Nearest HP book, page 412
Book I used was Prisoner of Azkaban, line: You think the dead we have loved ever truly leave us? (and as discussed for Tamora Pierce)
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Alanna’s hair stuck to her face, sweaty and matted but she took no care to it. Her gaze was enraptured on the bundle in her arm. Hours of labour had given her a child, a boy with red hair like her own and what she knew would already be a wicked smile like his fathers.
Speaking of his father, George moved closer to press a kiss to the top of her head; his large hand covered one of her own, fingers brushed against their newborn’s cheek.
“Well lass, what shall we name the scamp? I do hope he’ll get bigger, wouldn’t want him to have your height.”
Alanna quickly, but carefully so as not to jostle their son, elbowed George. “Watch your tongue laddybuck.” She looked back down, her smile suddenly sad. “I was thinking…I know he’s gone, but after my brother…”
George wrapped the arm not around their baby around Alanna’s shoulders. “You think the dead we have loved ever truly leave us, lass? Thom is a fine name to pass on.”
“Thom it is then.” She beamed at the newly named Thom; eyes crinkling in delight. George squeezed her shoulder and leant down to press a kiss to Thom’s head. The family sat in blissful peace, enjoying the life they had created and whispering love and affection with promise to keep him safe always.
