Why Did Harry Name His Son After Snape Novels & Stories

Emily said. "So soon?" He asked. "Yes. Do you wanna see it?" She asked. "Yeah." He said. Emily ran back to the room to get her drawing. Drago stood beside his father, smiling. "He looks just like you." Emma smirked. "What's your name, son?" "My name is Drago Malfoy." He responded. "I gave him the name to always remember you." "And that of Emily?" He asked. "Cos it's sounding more like Emma." "Just to keep reminding me of the two of us." She said with a shrug.

"And you're a liar because I know he's not even in your top ten. Are you seriously going to tell me he ranks above Sunspot, Magik, Emma Frost, Cyclops, X-23, or Hellion? For God's sake, we named three of our children after X-Men." Primrose, Blake, and I exchange knowing glances. Blanca blows a bubble with her gum. She was named after Blanca Lovegood, a character from Harry Potter. My dad continues, "Can you imagine if Ashton was actually named Goldballs?" I shoot Lennox a glare that says, "Never mention this again." He's struggling to contain his amusement, which is evident all over his face. Dear world, please stop giving my boyfriend, who loves to tease me, even more joy today. Sincerely,

Yeah I'm fine, the spell worked," I grin. "Wait you're pregnant now?" I laugh. "No, but I have the ability to become pregnant now," I tell him. "The only thing that is a little unfortunate about the spell is you cannot change the gender so no matter what the child will be a boy. And you have to choose a name in order to complete it." "Oh," he mutters. "So, what's his name going to be?" "Mayan, after your sister Maia," I say with a smile.

Kissing her forehead before kissing his little forehead. “We’re fine my beauty, how are you? Have you settled on a name yet?” I asked, mum and dad have been trying to pick between Stefan or Harry, mum wanted Harry and dad wanted Stefan, and getting to agree on a name while mum was in her last month was harder than convincing a teenage girl on her period that she was a human, not the Hulk. “We’re all fine darling, we managed to settle on Harry in the end…” mum looked at dad before whispering to me “he’s in too much of a good mood to argue with me right now”

How could Albus accept his son's name being dragged through the mud? Albus laid everything out. Diana acted as if she heard nothing and continued peeling the apple. Raymond, however, had no such patience. He let out a short laugh. "If your son hadn't done what he did, would my mom have done any of that?" "Why you…" Albus glared at him. "What do you mean 'your son'? He's your father!" Anyone else would have backed down under that kind of glare. Raymond knew his grandfather doted on him, and he did not budge. "When he was protecting Megan, I didn't see him remember that Vee and I are his actual children."

“You named him after him?” I looked down at the tiny bundle in my arms, my thumb brushing over his soft cheek. “I denied him the chance to be his father, Kael. I ran away from him… and I took his son away. Naming him Lyon… it’s the least I can do.” i looked at my son, he was just a replica of Lyon, There was nobody who knew Lyon that would see my son and not know who his father was so naming him Lyon jnr wasn’t even the least , he looked so much like his father . He just watched me, something unreadable in his expression. Then he smiled—not a big one, just a soft, knowing curve of his lips. “So what now? What do you want to do?”

"Maybe Jamie, or…" He snorted. I elbowed him in the ribs. "Ow!" he yelped dramatically. "It didn't even hurt," I said, rolling my eyes. "Why'd you even laugh? Jamie's a good name." "My son isn't going to be named after some blonde, incestuous bastard in Game of Thrones." My eyes narrowed into slits. "Jamie was a good guy." Zephyr eased onto his back, arms folded behind his head. "Our son will be a warrior. Like me."

Harry feels so bad just looking at baby Austin—those tears are ripping his heart. Harry sits on his knees in front of Austin while grabbing his shoulders. "You have a surname!" "What?" Austin sobbed, looking at Harry. "From today onwards, your name is Austin William." "I'm adopting you; then you can call me Daddy!" Harry said this while giving Austin his surname. Yes, this is how Austin got the tag of William, Harry William's son, Austin William. "Daddy!" Austin wiped his tears. "Yes, son!" "Daddy!" Austin shouted while hugging Harry with his small hands.

Sitting by her side, Neil felt a pang of concern, "Okay, love, you need to rest. No more talking. Just try to get some sleep." The visiting relatives were crowding the room, so Helma suggested Cole head home. After a week of family debates, Neil finally settled on a name for their son. Harrison King, affectionately nicknamed Harry. As Harry grew, his features became even more charming, and Wanda, overflowing with maternal love, was blissful holding her son all day long. Neil offered her a bowl of soup, "Honey, want a sip?" "No, thanks." Neil could not help but feel a twinge of jealousy as his son's adoration overshadowed his place in his wife's heart.

"We came to visit you. It's been a while, I know." Harry crouched beside her, setting down the small bouquet of wildflowers he’d picked up on the way. He didn't speak immediately. He never did. He just stared at the headstone, his thoughts hidden behind the same quiet strength he'd inherited from their mother. Riele sat back on her heels and smiled faintly. "So much has happened. You wouldn’t believe it. Charlotte had her baby—a girl. They named her Hope. Isn’t that beautiful? Harry picked the name."