Hello everyone! I had always planned on doing an epilogue chapter to this story, but I got a little sidetracked by life. But I've had some time recently to write it up and now it is time to share it with you. This is nothing more than a little fluffy look into what I think Maggie and Sirius' lives would be like ten years down the road. It is a simple and ordinary look at their lives...which is exactly what I would think Sirius would want after all that he has been through. So, I hope that I didn't stray too far from his character...but he ten years older now and a happily married father!
I did not keep the dates the same as JKR in this epilogue as I think James Potter would have been born to Harry and Ginny by now and that is not true in my version. Plus, the Lupin's are all alive and well, etc.
I know some people have criticized my earlier chapters for not being English enough...but my only excuse is that I am an American mom. So, beware that this chapter is pretty "Americanized" since that is what I know. But I figure that families are families all around the world.
Epilogue - A Life More Ordinary
Sirius and Maggie Black's Country Estate, Somewhere in the English Countryside
Ten Years Later…
"That's not how mummy does it."
Sirius Black let out a dramatic sigh as he glanced over at his 8-year-old daughter, Sarah, as she sat perched on a stool in the welcoming kitchen of the Black family home and watched him break eggs into a mixing bowl. Eyeing her suspiciously, Sirius answered, "How does mummy do it?"
"Well, for starters," Sarah's twin brother, Remus, chimed in sarcastically, looking into the mixing bowl and grinning at his father, "she doesn't put the egg shells into the cake mix. She usually leaves them on the outside of the bowl."
Sirius smirked and threw a nearby dish towel at him playfully. "Don't you have homework or something to do?"
"Nope." Remus answered, watching his father pick the egg shells out of the mixing bowl with his fingers. "I did it already."
"Before." Remus answered nonchalantly, opening the refrigerator door and scanning the contents for a snack. The Animagus was about to question his son further when a sudden outburst caught his attention instead.
"Reg! Stop it! I was watching that!"
5-year-old Arabella's cry from the living room caused Sirius to put his mixing spoon down and head into the adjoining room. "What's going on in here?"
Arabella, curled up like a cat in the corner of the sofa, looked up at him with her bright blue eyes and said, "Regulus keeps changing the channel on the telly. I want to watch the bear show and he keeps playing with the remote."
Sirius removed the remote control from 3-year-old Regulus' hands, causing the small boy to paste a pout onto his adorable little face.
"Don't give me that look, Regulus James." Sirius warned his youngest son, handing the remote back to Arabella. "Your sister is sick and has to rest. So, she gets to watch her show."
"I wanna watch sumpin else." Regulus pouted, crossing his arms in front of his chest. Sirius knew that look. It usually preceded a temper tantrum.
"There is a perfectly good television in the nursery. Go watch up there." The wizard answered, leaning down to kiss Arabella's fevered forehead and then asked her quietly, "How are you feeling, pumpkin?"
"Sleepy." She answered, laying back down and allowing her father to pull the blanket up around her again.
"Is your tummy still upset?"
The tiny, blond child shook her head and then asked, "Will you watch the telly with me?"
Sirius smiled gently at her and whispered, "I promised mummy that I would make dessert for tonight. As soon as I get that situation under control, I'll come in and watch with you. Okay?"
Arabella smiled agreeably and hugged her teddy bear as Sirius dropped another kiss on her forehead and headed back into the kitchen, with Regulus hot on his heels.
"I don't wanna to watch in the nursery." Regulus whined, following his father back into the kitchen. "No one else is up there."
"Remus will go up with you." Sirius suggested, watching Sarah take over his job of picking broken egg shells out of the cake mix. He grinned at her and flicked his wand so that the portion of batter that had already been de-shelled began to pour itself into sections of a muffin tin.
"I'm not going up there with him." his oldest son answered, taking a big bite of the apple he had chosen for a snack. "I don't watch the telly afterschool."
"Since when?" Sirius asked, continuing to watch the sections of the muffin tin as they were filled with cake batter.
"I don't know." Remus shrugged and watched his father closely before informing him, "Mum usually puts those little paper things in the tin before she puts the batter in."
"And she doesn't fill them that full." Sarah added, licking batter off of her fingers. "Mum only fills them up half way."
"Well mum isn't here. So, we're doing it my way." Sirius answered testily. He was tired of getting cooking advice from eight year olds.
Two hours ago, Sirius had gotten a message at the Ministry from his wife telling him that Arabella was sick and she needed to be picked up from her primary school in London. Since Maggie was stuck in a faculty meeting at Hogwart's, it was up to Sirius to pick Arabella, Remus, and Sarah up from school and take them home. And oh, by the way, could he make some cupcakes for dessert tonight? Harry and Ginny were coming over for supper and a very pregnant Ginny was always craving chocolate cupcakes.
So Sirius Black…a gifted and powerful wizard, not to mention a high ranking and well respected Auror…was spending the afternoon taking care of his five children and making cupcakes. He shook his head at the absurdity of it all. If James could only see him now…
"I want to watch the telly!!" Regulus suddenly shouted, stomping his foot on the kitchen floor and shaking Sirius back into reality.
"Don't start that nonsense, little man." Sirius warned his son, scooting him out of the way as he flicked his wand to open the oven door. He placed two tins of cupcakes into the oven, shut the door, and checked the box of cake mix to see how long to set the timer.
"Come upstairs with me!" Regulus said, pulling on Remus' arm. But the elder Black boy was having none of it.
"Get off me." the elder of the two brothers scowled, shaking his little brother off his arm.
"Come with me!" Regulus demanded, pulling harder on Remus. Fed up, Remus gave his brother a shove and sent him sprawling backwards onto his rear end on the kitchen floor. Regulus looked surprised for a moment before opening his mouth and beginning to wail.
"Boys!" Sirius snapped, squatting down next to Regulus.
"He pushed me." Regulus cried, as if his father hadn't witnessed the entire event.
"He was pulling on me!" Remus protested, watching his dad gather Regulus into his arms and sit him on the kitchen counter.
Once Sirius was sure that Regulus wasn't hurt, he looked sternly at his younger son. "He shouldn't have pushed you, but you were pulling on him."
"And acting like a brat." Sarah muttered, stirring the batter that remained in the mixing bowl.
"I am not a brat." Regulus informed her.
"You," Sirius warned Sarah, "stay out of it. I can be the dad all by myself. And you," he looked over at Remus, who was thinking he was going to escape this situation without getting into trouble, "stop shoving your brother. And you," Sirius turned back to look at Regulus, "need to settle down."
"I want to watch the telly." Regulus told him.
"We've heard. Ten times now." Remus answered, rolling his eyes.
Sirius threw Remus another warning look and the eight year old wisely kept any further comments to himself. Turning back to Regulus, he said, "We've already been over this. You have three choices...you can go watch with your sister in the living room or you can watch upstairs in the nursery. Or," Sirius' voice turned stern as he gave out the third option, "you can go sit in the corner until you can remember how to behave. Which is it going to be?"
"Will you make Remus come to the nursery with me?"
"Your brother doesn't want to go upstairs to the nursery with you. He wants to stay here and annoy me." Sirius answered. "So, if you go upstairs it will be by yourself."
Regulus was quiet for a minute and Sirius could see that he was weighing his choices in his head. He got that same reflective look on his face that Maggie got on hers when she was thinking about things. Finally, Regulus said, "I'll go watch with Bella."
"Good choice." Sirius agreed, lifting him down off the counter and swatting him on the rump as he left the kitchen. Sirius was just about to go back to the cupcakes when the shrill ringing of the telephone ripped through the kitchen.
"I'll get it!" Remus and Sarah yelled at the same time. But it was Remus who reached the phone first and stuck out his tongue at his sister as he held the receiver up to his ear. "Hello?"
Sarah returned to her perch on one of the kitchen barstools as Remus said, "Hi, Uncle Arthur." He paused and then said, "I'm helping dad make cupcakes." Remus paused again and then grinned and said, "Not too good. He left the egg shells in the batter."
"Traitor." Sirius muttered, just imagining the laugh that Arthur Weasley was having at his expense. Both for making cupcake and for leaving the eggshells in the batter.
Remus continued talking to the red-headed patriarch of the Weasley clan, saying, "Regulus is being a brat. He made me..."
"I am NOT a brat!" Regulus yelled from the living room as Sirius finally decided to take the phone from Remus' clutches.
"Hello, Arthur." Sirius said into the phone, cradling the receiver between his ear and his shoulder as he wiped his hands on the dishtowel he had thrown at Remus earlier. "How is the situation with the items we confiscated from The Malfoy Manor? Did you find anything suspicious?"
Being married to a Muggle and raising children who were half-Muggle meant that the Black home was well equipped with all of the latest Muggle technology, much to Arthur Weasley's delight. So while the rest of the Wizarding world contacted Sirius and Maggie through normal means, Arthur never missed the opportunity to call on the telephone that Maggie had given him as a Christmas gift years ago. Sirius suspected that sometimes Arthur created reasons to call him at home just so he could use the damn telephone.
Sirius's dark eyes scanned the messy kitchen and the various children milling around, bored to tears, as he listened to Arthur prattle on. They were on the phone for a good twenty minutes when he noticed that Sarah was peering curiously into the oven.
"Dad!" she called from her spot in front of the oven. "I think you might need to..."
"Hold on, Sarah." Sirius hushed her as he tried to keep up with what Arthur was saying.
"But dad…" Sarah said again, this time with more urgency. "I think you need to come here."
"Give me one second, Sarah Jane..."
But before he could finish his sentence, the smoke detector above the refrigerator began going off. Sirius looked over at the smoke wafting out of the oven where the cupcakes were baking. It was what Sarah had been trying to tell him.
The sound of the smoke detector set off a chain of misfortunate events. The sound jolted Arabella awake from her nap and sent the family dog, Prongs, into protective mode and he began barking. Arabella covered her ears and began to cry so Jack, in turn, turned the volume up on the television so that he could hear over all of the noise.
"Arthur!" Sirus yelled into the phone. "I'm going to have to call you back!"
Harry's godfather hung up the phone and sprang into action. Grabbing a nearby broom, he hit the reset button on the smoke detector and stopped the awful screeching sound.
"Go open the back door and let some of this smoke out into the yard." He commanded Remus and then looked at Sarah and said, "Go see if you can settle your sister down."
Without thinking, or using magic, Sirius yanked open the door to the oven and grabbed the closest muffin tin.
"Damn!" He yelped, burning his fingertips on the hot pan. He grabbed a nearby pot holder and pulled the uncooked cakes out of the oven. They had spilled over the tins and made a huge, burnt mess on the bottom of the oven.
"Daddy said a swear word!" Regulus informed everyone with a big grin.
"I told you that you filled them too full." Sarah remarked from the living room where she was getting Arabella and Prongs settled back down onto the couch.
Sirius bit back his sharp comeback just as Remus came skipping back into the kitchen with his mother following close behind.
"What is going on in here?" Maggie demanded, surveying her dirty kitchen as Regulus came running in and threw himself into her arms. Swinging her youngest son up onto her hip, she turned to Sirius and smirked while he scowled and asked, "Did we have a good afternoon?"
"Remind me to thank Snivellus for holding a faculty meeting on an afternoon when our daughter got sick at school and I had just pawned my paperwork off on Harry and Tonks." Sirius muttered, sucking on his burned finger. "Tell me, was the meeting planned in advance or did he suddenly call for it when he learned that you were needed at home?"
"You can't blame this one on Headmaster Snape, darling," Maggie laughed breezily, dropping a kiss on Sarah's nose and tousling Remus' already messy hair. "This little situation seems to be all you." Putting Regulus down and moving over to her husband, she tenderly took his burnt finger in her hands and asked, "Can I help?"
Sirius' dark eyes sparkled as Maggie raised his finger to her lips and kissed it gently.
"Better?" she asked, smiling seductively up at her husband. He was still wearing his work clothes, his hair was messy and tousled from running his hands through it, and Maggie thought he looked just as sexy now as he had the day she first laid eyes on him.
"I think I burned my lip, too." He whispered, pulling her into his arms for her welcome home kiss. She ran her hand up his arm, and they both closed their eyes simultaneously as he began trailing sweet kisses down her neck. God, he could never get enough of this woman.
"Aw, my poor baby." She teased, leaning her head back and enjoying the feel of his warm mouth on her sensitive skin. Pulling his mouth back up to hers, their lips met again in a sexy kiss.
A not so subtle groan was heard from behind them, and then a sarcastic voice said, "Um, hello! Kids in the room! Could you stop please?"
Sirius and Maggie smirked as they pulled apart and looked over at Remus, as Sirius remarked, "Consider yourself lucky, kid. My parents couldn't even stand to be in the same room together. One day you'll understand how good you've got it."
Remus' reply was cut off by the sound of crying coming over the baby monitor on the counter. Smiling sweetly up at her husband, Maggie said, "Your daughter is calling for you."
"So, this time she is my daughter?" Sirius asked, raising his eyebrow at his wife.
Maggie nodded and replied, "Yes. Because at 2 o'clock this morning she was my daughter…when you didn't want to get out of bed for her feeding."
"Okay, but if she's stinky..." Sirius' voice trailed off as he headed down the hall and up the stairs to collect the fifth Black child, four month old Molly Jane.
Maggie chuckled and shook her head as she headed into the family room to check on Sirius' young patient.
"Mummy!" The five-year-old little girl cried from the sofa, perking up at the sight of her mother coming into the family room.
"How are you feeling, little one?" Maggie asked, sitting down next to her on the sofa and instinctively feeling her feverish forehead. "Did daddy take good care of you?"
"Mmm-hmm." Arabella nodded, smiling up at her mother. "I got to watch the telly and Regulus couldn't change the channel."
"Ah, yes," Maggie grinned, "The famous telly cure…works every time. Is your tummy still upset or do you feel up to having dinner with us tonight? Harry and Ginny are coming."
Perking up instantly, Arabella assured her mother, "I'm fine. Will you do my hair in braids? Harry says I look cute in braids."
"I'll do them." The always helpful Sarah replied before Maggie had the chance, coming into the living room and plopping down in a nearby chair.
"No." Arabella refused, shaking her head. "I want mummy."
"I can do them." Sarah said, placing her hands on her hips. "I did my ponytail by myself. See?"
Sarah turned around so her sister could inspect her ponytail. But Arabella was not impressed. Again she shook her head, and said, "I want ribbons."
"Sarah can do ribbons," Maggie informed her middle daughter, "I used to put ribbons in her braids and I taught her how."
"But I want you to do it!" Arabella whined, looking at her mother.
"Okay, but not right now. I have to get dinner started and see if I can salvage the mess your father made out of dessert." Maggie told her, getting up off the sofa and heading back into the kitchen. "But let Sarah brush the tangles out of your hair so we can save time."
"What's for dinner?" Regulus asked, wandering into the kitchen with his mother.
"Chicken, you dope. Didn't you see it sitting on the counter to defrost all afternoon?" Remus asked, pointing to the chicken that was indeed thawing out in front of them.
"I'm not a dope." Regulus retorted, smacking his brother on the leg.
"No, you're not." Maggie interjected, giving Remus a stern look. "Watch your mouth. And you," she warned, pointing at Regulus, "don't hit your brother."
"Sorry." Both boys said at the same time.
"I don't want chicken." Remus complained, climbing up onto a stool to watch his mother begin cooking. "I want pork chops."
"Well, we're having chicken." Maggie answered, placing the chicken in a roasting pan and pulling out a knife to begin chopping vegetables. "Close your eyes and pretend that it's pork chops."
"Why can't we have pork chops?" Remus grumbled, grabbing a carrot that his mother had placed on the counter and chomping down on it.
"Because your mother is making chicken." Sirius answered, returning to the kitchen with baby Molly in his arms. "So, you're eating chicken."
"A little help here?" Maggie asked, making a silly face at her baby daughter as Sirius shifted her into his other arm and pulled his wand out of his pocket. He dutifully flicked his wand and charmed the knife to begin chopping the vegetables that his wife had laid out on the counter while Maggie occupied herself with seasoning the chicken.
"I do love magic." Maggie grinned as she continued getting dinner ready.
"Maggie, that was a delicious dinner." Harry remarked, wiping his mouth with his napkin and grinning at his former teacher turned surrogate mother across the table.
"As usual," Ginny agreed, finishing off her third helping of potatoes and rubbing the baby bump that sat where her tiny waist had once been.
"Sirius helped." Maggie said as she smiled at the pair.
"Yeah, after he cleaned the cupcake batter off the bottom of the oven." Remus supplied in his sarcastic tone.
"You are so lucky that you are sitting at the other end of the table." Sirius smirked at his son and then said, "Dinner was a team effort. I chopped the vegetables and your mother made..."
"Everything else." Maggie finished for him with a laugh, holding a fussy baby Molly on her lap as she took another bite of her potato. She had relieved Sirius of mommy duty when she got home and while he spent some quality time with his children, Maggie got to work in the kitchen on the roasted carrots and potatoes, salad, and dinner rolls that would complete their meal.
"And then she saved dessert." Sarah said as she took a sip of her milk. "Daddy tried to make cupcakes but he had a little…"
"…disaster." Remus added again and then ducked when his father threw an uneaten roll at him.
"It was not a disaster!" Sirius explained to Harry and Ginny, who were looking at him with amused expressions on their faces. "I simply…"
"…tried to burn down the house." Remus interrupted again with a grin, causing Harry to laugh at his godfather.
"Actually," Maggie said, coming to her husband's rescue, "dessert is a bit of a surprise tonight. But," she looked up at the clock on the kitchen wall and continued, "we're going to have to wait about an hour. Just enough time to get everything cleaned up."
"That sounds like our cue." Harry said, standing up with his plate and heading toward the sink.
"Harry, you are our guest. You don't have to do that." Maggie protested.
"He's not a guest." Sirius said with a grin. "He's family. There's a difference."
"Plus, you have a baby in your arms and I don't." Harry said, stopping next to Maggie's chair and planting a soft kiss on the top of Molly's head. "So I think I can handle carrying a few plates to the sink." Winking at Ginny, he added, "Because I will have a baby of my own to fill up these empty arms soon enough."
Ginny smiled back at her husband grabbed a last bite of chicken off her plate before Harry removed it, causing both Maggie and Ginny to giggle. The enormous appetite that accompanied eating for two was something that Maggie was quite familiar with.
"Okay, homework time." Maggie announced, shifting Molly to her shoulder as she followed her crew into the kitchen and grabbed a bottle out of the refrigerator. She placed it on the stove to heat up while Sirius and Harry waved their wands to begin the kitchen clean up.
"I already did mine." Remus informed her, following Harry's every movement with his eyes.
"When?" Maggie asked him skeptically, as Sarah climbed up onto one of the kitchen barstools and began to unpack her booksack.
"At school," he replied with a shrug, "While we waited for dad to pick us up."
"No." Maggie said, shaking her head. "Let me see it."
"I'm not lying, mum." Remus protested.
"I didn't say you were. But I want to see it." Maggie said, taking the bottle off the stove and testing the temperature of the milk on her wrist. "Any homework done in the hallway needs to have the mommy seal of approval."
Remus scowled, but went to get his booksack anyway. Maggie took Molly and her bottle and went into the family room to sit with Arabella, who had curled back up on the sofa during dinner when her tummy began to hurt again. "Hey, pretty girl. How are you feeling?"
Arabella looked up sleepily at her mother and said, "Better."
"Do you want to try and eat something?" Maggie asked, settling into her favorite chair and shifting Molly into the feeding position.
"Daddy gave me some crackers and ginger ale." She mumbled, pulling her blanket up around her. "I didn't throw it up."
"Well, that's good." Maggie said as Molly greedily sucked on her dinner bottle. "Maybe we'll try to give you a little chicken soup before bed. See how that feels in your tummy."
Arabella smiled her answer as Remus came into the family room with his homework folder.
"Here's my arithmetic." He said, showing her his math homework paper. "And my spelling. Happy now?"
Maggie scanned the papers that her son held in front of her and said, "You know, I think Mr. Poole will be much happier with your spelling paper if he could actually read what you wrote." She frowned at him and said, "Redo the spelling."
"You can't hand in a spelling paper where the only word that is legible is your name." Maggie scolded. "And you spelled that wrong. Remus has an 'm' in it….not an 'n'."
Remus rolled his eyes and dramatically went back into the kitchen to join his sister at the homework counter, muttering something snide about having a mother who was a teacher. Maggie smiled as she heard him relating what she had said to Harry, Ginny, and Sirius. Looking down at Molly, she asked, "In what universe did he think I was going to let him hand in a paper that looked like that, hmmm? For a smart kid, your brother can be a real bubble brain sometimes."
"Bubble brain." Arabella repeated with a giggle.
Maggie looked over at her and smiled a secretive smile. "Don't tell him I said that, okay?" she whispered and the little girl nodded at their secret.
"Mummy!" Regulus came running into the family room with a big grin on his face. "Can I go out and play?"
Maggie glanced out the living room window and shook her head. "No. It's getting dark. Plus, you need a bath. We let you go without one last night."
Regulus pasted a pout on his face as Harry came into the room and said, "I'll take him up for a bath. Sirius kicked me out of the kitchen and Ginny is helping out with homework, so I'm free."
Maggie shook her head and smiled up at him. "Harry, when we invited you over for dinner we weren't looking for a chore boy. Sit down and relax. We can handle it."
"I want to." Harry reassured her with a smile. "I need the practice." He rubbed his hands together, and looked down at Regulus. "Okay, Reg, are you ready to have a bath?"
Regulus looked up at him skeptically and then asked, "Can it be a bubble bath?"
"Okay!" Regulus agreed, pasting a smile on his face and heading for the stairs. "Race ya!"
Maggie moved Molly up to her shoulder to burp her as Sirius entered the living room behind her and leaned down to kissed her tenderly.
"Hi." he whispered sexily against her lips.
"Hi," she whispered back. "Thank you for taking care of things today. It was a big help."
"And I will be exacting my payment for that help later when we are alone." Sirius whispered, moving in for another kiss. Their sexy kiss was interrupted by the sudden popping sound of someone apparating into the front room.
"Go away." Sirius muttered against her lips and Maggie let out a giggle as he moved away from her and headed to see who had arrived.
"Done." Remus said, coming into the family room and handing his mother his spelling paper.
"Much better." She replied, scanning the newly written paper and ruffling his hair. "Now, go put this away and hang up your booksack."
"Look who I found wandering around in the parlor." Sirius said, coming back into the room with the Lupin family in tow…Remus, Tonks, and Teddy.
"Wotcher, Maggie." Tonks called out, coming into the family room with a brightly colored bakery box. "We brought dessert. A triple chocolate torte from your favorite bakery in London."
"Yum." Maggie said, leaning up and accepting the kiss that her old friend Remus offered.
"Uncle Remus! Aunt Tonks!" Remus and Sarah both said as they came into the family room. Kisses were given all around as Ginny took their dessert into the kitchen. Remus settled himself on the couch and gathered Arabella into his arms, talking to her quietly as only he could.
"Give me that baby." Tonks said, taking Molly out of Maggie's arms and settling herself into the chair Maggie had just vacated. Sarah, who was always completely fascinated by her Aunt Tonks, came around the back of the chair and looped her arms around Tonks' neck and kissed her cheek.
"Hi, darling girl. How are you?" Tonks asked her with a smile.
Sarah's answer was interrupted by a very naked and very sudsy three year old boy running through the family room in a fit of hysterical laughter. Everyone was stunned into silence at first, but then they all began laughing as Harry appeared behind him, a bit out of breath, and said sheepishly, "He escaped."
Sirius grabbed the towel that Harry was holding and took off after his son, hoping that he wouldn't slip on the wooden floors of the kitchen and eating area. Catching up to him in a few short strides, Sirius gathered Regulus up in the towel and carried him back into the family room.
"He's going through a bit of a naked phase right now." Maggie tried to explain through her laughter, putting a hand on Harry's arm. "We forgot to warn you."
Harry simply shook his head in amusement as he watched Sirius carry the towel-clad and wiggling little boy up the stairs to put him in his pajamas. Teddy let out a hearty laugh from his place on the couch and said, "Now that is the best thing that has happened to me all day. That's why I love coming over to visit. There's never a dull moment around here."
Maggie rolled her eyes and made a face at the almost teen-aged boy, prompting a laugh from his father, and looked around the room. She couldn't believe that this was her life. If anyone had ever asked to describe her what her life would be like fifteen years ago, she certainly wouldn't have described the scene before her. But her world and the world that Sirius and Harry lived in converged one fateful night in London and Maggie had never been the same. So here she was…married to a wizard who could turn himself into a dog at will to entertain his children or protect his family, the mother of five amazing children of her own while still maintaining her role as surrogate mum to Harry, and teaching young wizards about amazing and confounding things like televisions and double cheese pizza at a prestigious school that most people didn't even know existed.
And Magnolia Lee Thompson Black loved every single moment of it.
FYI: These are the names and ages of the Black children as I wrote them in my outline...
Remus Alastair - 8
Remus Alastair - 8
Sarah Ginevra - 8
Arabella Rose - 5
Regulus James - 3
Molly Jane - 4 months