A/N- Yes, I know that Draco wasn't born yet! Let's just pretend he was. Oh, and this is my last chapter. I had a blast writing this story, and thanks for all the reads and fabulous reviews.

TWO HOURS LATER

Andromeda met everyone at St. Mungo's. Nymphadora was fine after a minute, but that isn't to say that she didn't have some pent-up anger against Sirius.

"So, what id we learn today, Nymphadora?" Andromeda asked as she picked Nymphadora up to prevent her from kicking Sirius again.

"I learned that I can't fly, that Si rius has friends who hallucinate cats, and that you abd dad should have used a baby name book when you named me. Because i hate my name!"

Andromeda sighed; they had been over Nymphadora's name many times before.

"And Sirius? What did you learn?"

Sirius wiped one puffy red eye on the back of his hand. "That I am severely allergic to Lily's eyeliner. Oh, and to never agree to babysit ever again!"

"Are you sure about that?" Andromeda pursed her lips. "Because my younger sister, Narcissa? She needs a babysitter for tonight. I told her you agreed."

THAT NIGHT

"Nine-one-one, what's your emergency?"

Sirius cried into the telephone. "A tiny, one-year-old brat who has-" A fresh wave of tears broke out. "Permanant markers."