Leaning that Fleur was pregnant was perhaps the greatest news that the Potter-Delacour family could have receive, and the amazed and warm look on Harry’s face would have served as Fleur’s patronus for the rest of her days, if not for the terrible truth that had been revealed by a Healer's examination. The vile worm that had cast a stillbirth curse upon their sweet flower best hoped that they were already dead, lest the combined wrath of the extended Potter family rain down upon them. Most unfortunate was the fact the curse had dug its roots too deep for the healers to remove it in time for the child. But Nana Elena would never give up on a grandchild, thus she turned to the ancient rites of Rome, pleading to the gods for aid.
When a young, silver eyed, auburn haired woman showed up saying she had a treatment that would help, neither Fleur nor Harry looked a gift horse in the mouth.