Okay, for this to actually work I know that Lee has to be married to a Muggle but it was actually from a test I did. One of the starting sentences was 'Lee is waiting for a phone call' and I thought of Lee Jordan, mind you I didn't put it as him in the test.

Lee was waiting for a phone call. He had been waiting all day, ever since three in the morning. Stopping his pacing, he shot the quiet phone a glare. All he had been doing all day was pacing, glaring and waiting.

Starting his pacing again, he let his thoughts run away with him. Many scenarios entered his mind, each worse then the last. As he turned to do his one thousandth pace of the lavish lounge room, the phone rang.

Lee spun around and ran towards the telephone, but in his haste, he fell and hit his head on the corner of the small table the phone was on. Biting back a string of chosen words, he picked up the receiver.

"Hello," Lee groaned into it as he lent against the plush lounge.

"Mr. Jordan, have you heard of our fabulous holiday plan?" A female voice asked on the other end.

"No, and I'm not interested. I'm waiting for a call." Lee dropped the receiver back down just as his stomach gave a loud grumble. He had not eaten since dinner the previous night so he decided to make himself some lunch. Or rather dinner, seeing as it was seven o'clock at night.

Walking into the kitchen, Lee made himself a turkey sandwich and a glass of Pumpkin juice. The whole time he kept shooting the kitchen phone glances.

Lee walked back into the lounge room with his sandwich, Pumpkin juice and a pain potion for his fast forming headache and sat down on the lounge next to the phone. The moment he raised the sandwich to his lips, the phone rang. Dropping the sandwich back on the plate in a mess, he once again picked up the receiver and brought it to his ear.

"Lee," said yet another female voice before he could utter a word. He recognized this voice; it was the one he had been waiting for. It was Abigail, his wife's best friend. "Lee, oh my god. Lee, it's a boy!"