Just as everyone at the United Kingdom's General Staff was tearing their hair out, elsewhere on the Floating City, inside this magical hospital...
The noise coming from a pale-blue maternity ward was probably loud enough to bring Madam Pince running over to hiss a few "shh"s. Adults' laughter and chatter, babies' crying and playing, filled the room.
But no Healers or nurses came in to stop them, because the master of the Floating City had brought people to visit a patient—Tonks, who had just given birth to a healthy baby boy.
In the pram that automatically followed Luna, Wednesday and Thursday happily kicked their little legs, while Helena followed behind the pram as if guarding against anyone who might come over to steal the babies. Hermione held the increasingly pale and chubby Delphini in one arm, and, unusually, a piece of cake in her other hand. Penelope's main body, having just hurried back to Lake Island, had also rushed over a little breathlessly with the daughters Morgan le Fay had shoved into her care, and walking too quickly had made her face even rosier.
Because she was lying in bed, Tonks's hair looked a mess, but the new mother was overflowing with maternal love, and her hair had turned a blazing red. Though she had only just given birth, she was already sitting cross-legged on the hospital bed, talking excitedly about the newborn little fellow who had been named Edward Remus Lupin.
A thin Muggle woman with graying hair sat by Tonks's window. She was Remus's mother, Mrs. Lupin. Sharing a room with so many wizards, her bony fingers were clasped together uneasily, but the moment her eyes fell on the newborn baby, her face filled with tenderness, as though he were the whole world.
Narcissa sat in a corner,