My name is Elizabeth Black and I am the Girl-Who-Lived. When I was 18 months old, a dark wizard by the name of Voldemort found out where my parents and I were thanks to the traitor Peter Pettigrew and killed them. My father died on the stairs, protecting his wife and daughter. My mother died defending my crib, begging Voldemort to spare me even if he took her own life. She died, I saw it with my own eye, a scene that would haunt my dreams forever. My mother's love protected me, it was old magic, but it made the killing curse re-bound and hit the caster, hence becoming the Girl-Who-Lived.

That night I was taken to my aunt and uncle's house in Surry, left on the door step with only a letter to explain everything. Dumbledore must have gone mad.

The portkey returned us to the Quiditch pitch where I sobbed over my boyfriend's dead body. They tried to drag me away, but I refused to leave him, we were going to get married, have children and I was going to become a healer while he was going to work at the ministry. We had it all planned! But then Voldemort ruined it all.

That was the exact moment that Sirius decided that he was taking me away from the wizarding world.

Mad eye dragged me away from my betrothed, back to the school, into his office. He was telling me all about what he had done to make sure I ended up in that graveyard when I lost my temper.

"YOU! YOU ARE THE REASON MY BOYFRIED IS DEAD!" I exclaimed, standing up, my magic knocking him back against the wall with great force as he began to change as the pollyjuice potion began to wear off. He slumped to the floor as I walked towards him, binding him so he couldn't attack. "tut tut." I scolded, "Barty Crouch Jr…what would your father say, ah?" I asked mockingly as I pushed him against the floor, face first, sitting on his back to keep him down.

"I do not care about what my father would think!" He spat, his tongue doing that weird stick-y out thing.

"Yeah, well nor would I." I said offhand as I hit him with a very powerful stinging hex that caused him to scream. "You work for Voldemort, yes?" I asked, already knowing the answer.

"Yes!" He hissed out as I sent a stinging hex at his arse.

"Good lad. Right, so, Mad-eye? Is he in this room?" I asked, flipping him over and aiming my want at his testicles. He looked away, adamant not to answer so I jabbed my wand at his crotch.

"I-in the chest." He stuttered, sighing in relief when my wand left his special place.

I aimed my wand at the chest and waited as it unlocked before looking down. "Allister Moody? Is that you?" I called, leaving Jr to wiggle around on the floor, trying to get his wand.

"Yes…who are you?" The croaky voice responded, he obviously couldn't use it much.

"I'm Elizabeth Potter, sir. I have Barty Crouch Jr up here and tied up." I let him know, knowing that he was an aura- they all liked to know their surroundings.

Just then Dumbledore, Severus and Minerva blow the door off and came in, all of them looking around in shock.

"Elizabeth!" I heard Sirius shout from the hall way. Pushing past Severus who scowled at him, he ran to me and hugged me tightly.

"He's back" I breathed as he hugged me. "It was a reincarnation ceremony. It was dark magic, I know it. He used my blood, which means that the blood wards aren't working any more. I'm no longer safe at Privet Drive." I spouted as tears fell down my face, my godfather never letting me go as we hugged.

"Shh, its okay Liz, you don't need to worry about Privet Drive anymore" He whispered in my ear, knowing the treatment that I underwent at their beefy hands.

"What happened?" Dumbledore asked, being the first of the trio to come out of his shock.

"Voldemort. He's back. He used bone of the father, unknowingly talked, flesh of the servant willing sacrificed, blood of the enemy forcefully taken. They killed Cedric. When I get my hands on that Rat I am going to kill him." I said, meaning every single word. I was going to kill Peter Pettigrew even if it bloody well killed me.

"Pettigrew?" Sirius asked, closing his eyes in hatred and shame.

"Yes. He used Voldemort's wand so when we duelled it cast a prior incantantum on his wand…I spoke to both Ced and my parents." I said, breaking down in tears again.

"Come on, Liz, my little girl, let's get you out of here." He said, picking my up and carrying me up to the Gryffindor dormitories.

As we walked I wrapped my legs around Siri, feeling for the first time like a loved child. "Sirius..?" I asked timidly as he sat me down on my bed.

"Yes, Lizzy?" He asked with a friendly smile.

"You know that your practically a father too me? I mean, you're the only father figure I can remember having…" I said, feeling tears build up behind my eyes as I spoke.

"Yeah" Sirius croaked, emotion filling his voice as he leaned forward to kiss my head.

"Do you…would you mind if I called you dad?" I asked, not looking at the man, scared of rejection.

Sirius let out a sob as he pulled me into his arms and hugged me tightly. "I would be honoured to be you dad, Elizabeth." He said, barely holding back his own tears.

"C-can we do it all official? I want to be a Black"

"Of course!" Sirius exclaimed happily, his voice hitching in emotion.

"Elizabeth, I know that with C- His death that you are probably finding it hard to be here, in the castle with all the memories that you both made together, so I had an idea that maybe, if you want to, we can perhaps maybe move…if you want that is!" Sirius stumbled over his words, never really looking me in the eye.

"I would love to! Where were you thinking of taking us?" I asked happily, already liking the sound of my new life.

"Well, there is this one place- it hasn't been inhabited in almost 200 years because it's in America and as you probably already know, my family were very British and very Pureblood. It was closed off years ago and I thought that we could clear it up. It is technically a manor, but it's rather small for a manor and I'm sure that with your magical touch it will feel very homey in a matter of days" He replied with a blinding smile, obviously happy that I had accepted his offer to move.

"Sounds perfect" I replied, grinning at him happily.

"Right, well I shall go to Gringotts tomorrow to start the adoption process…did you want to do a blood adoption? Then you wouldn't have to have the same blood as that evil monster and if needs must we can create a blood ward…"

"Sure! I'd love that dad!" I exclaimed, hugging him tightly again. I knew that I would change my appearance, but perhaps that was for the best what with Death Eaters and the link chasing after me all the time.

"Right, well you get a good night sleep and I shall arrange the adoption." My dad said, I could tell that this was one of the happiest times of his life by the look in his eyes and I couldn't help but wonder if I would have the same eyes as him.

"Okay dad, will I see you tomorrow?" I asked, not really wanting to be away from him, but knowing that we had to leave if we wanted to keep this a secret.

"After what happened today? Not even Dumbledore could keep me away. Goodnight, Elizabeth."

"Alice? What did you see?" Carlisle asked as he saw his daughter enter a vision.

"New people are moving in. Two of them are moving into Black Manor not far from here and the other is Police Chief Swan's Daughter. I see so many options…Edwards mate is one of them…Either Swan or…Black. Her name is Elizabeth Black. She's moving here with her father I think" Alice said, coming out of her trance, glad that Edward, Rosalie and Emmett had gone hunting.

"Really? Black Manor?" Esme asked, walking into the room after hearing her mention Black Manor.

"Yeah. Black Manor, why? Does that mean something to you?" Jasper asked the couple.

"The Black family use to live there about two hundred years ago, but moved suddenly. The hose hasn't been used since." Carlisle said, moving to look out the window, obviously deep in thought.

"Do we know much about the Black's?" Esme asked, sending her mate a quick smile.

"Erm…Not much, but they seem to be running. I think that they're from English family. I can't see much about them, like there is something blocking my sight." Alice admitted with a frustrated sigh.

"They were an old English family. They were a very bigoted family that thought themselves above everyone else. They… were a wizarding family. They were considered dark with the magic they chose to use. I have tried to keep up with what has been happening in wizarding Britain, but has been difficult as they have been at war recently. I'm not sure what side the Black reside on now, but they use to be on the evil side…supporting their version of Hitler." Carlisle admitted, not looking away from the window, just hoping that this Elizabeth wasn't his son's mate. If she was then he would love her like a daughter, but he would have questions for her about the war.

"A war?" Jasper asked with a raised eyebrow.

"Yes. A dark wizard wanted control over the community by force. He believed that only what is known as 'pureblood' witches and wizards should have the right to live. Purebloods are magical people whose parents are both magical and then all their grandparents are magical as well. Magical people born to normal people were called muggleborns. That is the nice name for them, the dark wizard and his followers, Death Eaters, tend to call them Mudblood's on account for their…dirty or tainted blood…it isn't all magical as it were. From what I can tell, it was nasty, but as I said, it was difficult to keep track of it all…" Carlisle continued, never looking at his family. None of them questioned why he chose to keep up with Britain's witches and wizards- they all knew his past, no matter how much he disliked it.

"So these people may cause a threat if they are considered 'evil'?" Jasper asked seriously, not wanting anything to cause harm to his family, no matter how much of an outsider he seemed.

"no, no…give them a chance. Things might have changed or they might be from the Black family and went against their family's beliefs. It's only fair to give them a chance." Carlisle said, knowing that it wasn't fair to judge these two people on what he knew of a family over two centuries ago.

"okay, as long as you are sure" Jasper said with a frown as the girls went to go look at clothes and try to decide if they needed to go shopping again soon.

"Hi dad!" I shouted as I saw Sirius down in the common room, running to him and hugging him tightly.

"Hello Elizabeth." He greeted, hugging me back just as much. "I went to Gringotts earlier and they have agreed to let us do the blood adoption and keep it quiet from everyone, including the ministry. I have managed to get Dumbledore to give you a week off to recover after what happened, so we will have plenty of time to sort everything out, okay?" He said, releasing me from the hug as he finished what he had to say.

"Sounds good. When are we going to Gringotts?" I asked, unable to keep the grin off my face, despite the feeling of loss and hate twisting in my stomach at the thought that I had lost Cedric.

"Go and pack your things" He said with a smile and a wink. I ran up back into the dormitories as fast as my legs could carry me. When I got up there I saw Herminie waking up, a picture of Ron on her nightstand and I couldn't help but think of Cedric again, causing tears to build up behind my eyes. A bit slower this time, I went to my bed and started folding my clothes and putting them in my trunk. Herminie gave me a funny look before heading to the bathroom. Our friendship came to an abrupt end when Ron turned on me when my name was called from the goblet and she being a loyal girlfriend turned with him, only ever sending me glares these days.

With a sigh I grabbed the picture of me and Cedric sitting under the tree by the Black Lake, we were smiling happily and then we kissed, the happiness of the memory bringing tears to my eyes. I packed that picture away and grabbed the other of my parents dancing in front of a water fountain- two of the most important pictures in my life.

I buckled up the trunk and resized it, adding a feather weight charm to make it easier. Grabbing my jacket and handbag I went down the stairs, my trunk in my pocket.

"Ready to go?" Sirius asked with a smile. Wiping my tears away I gave him a small smile that he knew was forced, but went with it anyway. "Come on then" He said, heading to the portrait door. I grabbed his hand and we went through the door and we began to walk down the stone corridors, making our way to the entrance of the castle.

"We're going to apparate to Diagon Ally, I hope you don't mind." Sirius said as we reached the school gates, where the wards ended and allowed us to apparate.

"Sure, it's faster than the train and I want this to go as quick as possible so that we can start our new lives." I said with a small smile again. The lass of Cedric was finally hitting me and it was hitting me hard.

With a pop we were off to Diagon Ally, walking up the street, passing the magical shops which seemed so much more bright and lively almost four years ago.

Goblins all but glared at us as we walked down to where my 'accountant's desk was. Griphook was the goblin to take me to my vaults when I was 11 and now he was going to be the goblin to regulate my funds as well as finalising the adoption.

"Ahh, Miss Potter. A pleasure to see you again. Follow me" Griphook said with a scary smile that showed all his teeth before leading us into a large circular room.

"Okay Miss Potter, before we start we have to test you for any spells or potions just to make sure that you are doing this of your own free will. Is that okay?" Griphook asked, sitting behind another tall desk so they were sat at the same height.

"Fine with me" I shrugged, ignoring Sirius's slightly angered look at the thought that Griphook considered that I wasn't doing this of my own free will.

Rummaging for a form in the draw, the goblin grabbed a sheet of parchment and slid it across the desk, both me and Sirius sitting down. "Okay, all that is needed is just a couple drops of your blood in the outlined box" He said, handing me a small pin. I stuck the needle into my left forefinger and let three drops fall onto the parchment. The blood seeped into the parchment and black-red ink started to form words on the paper.

Griphook grabbed the parchment, the parchment changing size so it was exactly the right size. Griphook read the parchment before turning around and looking at the range of potion bottles behind him, leaving us to read the parchment.

Elizabeth Lily Potter, aged 15

Magical core bounding and restriction – administered by Albus Dumbledore – Aged 7

Obedience potion – brewed by Severus Snape administered by Albus Dumbledore – Aged 8

Obedience potion – brewed by Severus Snape administered by Albus Dumbledore – Aged 9

Compulsion Spell – Cast by Albus Dumbledore – Aged 10

Obedience potion – brewed by Severus Snape administered by Albus Dumbledore – Aged 10

Love potion – Administered by Ronald Weasley – Aged 11

Compulsion Spell – Cast by Albus Dumbledore – Aged 11

Love potion – Administered by Ronald Weasley – Aged 11

Hatred charm – Administered by Albus Dumbledore towards Draco Malfoy – Aged 11

Magical core bounding and restriction – Administered by Albus Dumbledore – Aged 12

Love potion – Administered by Ronald Weasley – Aged 12

Compulsion Spell – Cast by Albus Dumbledore – Aged 12

Obedience potion – brewed by Severus Snape administered by Albus Dumbledore – Aged 12

Love potion – Administered by Ronald Weasley – Aged 13

Repulsion Potion – Administered by Albus Dumbledore against Sirius Black – Aged 13

Love potion – Administered by Ronald Weasley – Aged 13

Obedience potion – brewed by Severus Snape administered by Albus Dumbledore – Aged 13

Love potion – Administered by Ronald Weasley – Aged 14

Repulsion Charms – Cast by Herminie Granger against Cedric Diggory – Aged 14

"Oh my God." I said, staring at the results in shock.

"I'm going to kill them! I swear it, I'm going to kill them with my bare hands!" Sirius said in anger.

"Dad, calm down." I said, close to tears. "I just lost Cedric, I don't want to lose you as well. I don't want to lose you again." This calmed him down a lot as he just hugged me tightly.

"here." The goblin said, handing me a large-ish bottle. "This potion is goblin made and will rid your body of all the spells, enchantments and potions. You need to drink all of it for it to be effective" I drank the potion, attempting to down it all in one go, and only just succeeding. It tasted horrible like most potions, but had a strange sweet undertone. I put the empty bottle on the desk and it felt like my skin was burning, which it kinda was as my skin was glowing a golden colour- the potions burning all the spells and stuff from my body and my magic. It seemed to last forever, but was probably only a minute.

"Elizabeth? Are you okay?" Sirius asked, kneeling next to me, his eyes full of worry.

"'m good. Just wasn't expecting it to feel like my skin was on fire." I said with a small smile.

"Excuse me, but back to the adoption- because of the blood adoption, it might be a good idea to move the contents of all the Potter vaults into the Black accounts, or even into some completely new vaults otherwise you won't be able to access anything in them ever again- leaving it to Dumbledore."

"We shall be doing that then. I want a vault made for Elizabeth Black holding her trust fund, school fund, house fund and her inheritance. Then I want a Savings Vault from the Black Trust fund, and the Black inheritance, minus my account contents. Then I want the personal vaults of deceased Black family member spilt between my vault and Elizabeth's. I would also like her to claim the properties and possessions on the Potter family as name her as my air. Because she is taking ownership of the Potter vaults, she will also become the head of that house." Sirius directed, leaving me slightly confused as to what just happened. I looked at him, cocking my head to the side in confusion. Sirius simply winked at me before smirking.

The goblin wrote on a parchment for a while, the room filled with an awkward silence.

"There we go." The goblin said, handing the parchment over to us. "We need the guardian's signature and the child's." He added, sliding a quill over to us.

Sirius grabbed the quill and quickly scribbled a signature, before handing both items to me and I wrote my signature messily next to Sirius's. As soon as the quill left the parchment it glowed a light blue colour then changed into a green huge. "The financial contract has been signed and accepted, so the money is being transferred as we speak. Now onto the adoption. Are you both willing to go through with this?" Griphook asked and we both told him that we wanted to go through with the adoption.

Carefully, Griphook removed a blade from his desk draw, placing it on the desk before getting a small shallow bowl.

"For the blood adoption to work you must sign these forms," He said, handing us another set of parchment which we both signed, "Then you must bleed into the bowl, Miss Potter first, then Mr Black." He said, handing me the blade. "You must grip the blade and the pull it to make a cut along your palm." He instructed.

Taking a deep breath, I picked the blade up and closed my left hand around the sharp blade. I had self-harmed before, but this was different. I quickly pulled the knife down, slicing my hand open, letting the blood drip down into the bowl that my hand hovered above. Griphook then grabbed the knife and handed it to Sirius, my blood still dripping from the blade. The goblin told Sirius to wait a moment as he poured a yellow liquid in the bowl containing my blood, then let Sirius do his part of the adoption. Griphook poured another liquid in the bowl and then the room was filled with a silver kind of shimmer.

"Press your hands together and state the name of your choosing which will be your name from this point on."

"I, Elizabeth Lily Black am daughter to Sirius Orion Black from this point on." I said as we pressed out cut hands together.

"I, Sirius Orion Black am father to Elizabeth Lily Black from this point on." Sirius replied with a huge smile, the silver shimmer turned into a golden glow that surrounded Sirius and I.

The glow began to fade and I smiled at Sirius before a gut wrenching pain hit my body and I doubled over in pain, my body and blood seemingly on fire. I couldn't quite hear what was being said, but I could hear muffled voices. All I know was that his was too much pain, the worse pain I had ever felt, worse than Voldemort's Cruiartus.

Slowly the world began to fade away, the muffled voices slowly fading, along with my awareness.