He would indulge in his anger with James and Lily later; right now he had a daughter to talk to.

Chapter 3 Princess?

Sirius stood up and walked over to where his daughter was sitting on the ground. She appeared to be in deep thought.

"Princess?" Sirius asked in a slightly nervous voice. The pet name slipped out before he could stop it. It was what he had always planned to call his little girl. And besides, what else was he supposed to call her until she got a name? He couldn't exactly call her just "girl" now, could he. But What if the girl didn't want to be his daughter? What if this ruined their relationship? What if-?

Sirius' thoughts cut off abruptly when she raised her head and timidly asked, "Daddy?" The childish name slipped out before she could stop it. It was what she had always dreamed of when she was younger. Having a daddy like Dudley had Uncle Vernon. But what if Sirius didn't want to be her dad? What if he just wanted it to stay a godfather/goddaughter relationship? What if-

Sirius felt a rush of happiness that his baby girl had accepted him. "Princess," he responded pulling the girl into a hug. The look of absolute bliss on his face was enough to let anyone know how he felt about having a daughter. Not that there was anyone there to see. "Let's have a look at you," he said, pulling gently away from her.

She had gotten shorter, thinner, and a whole lot curvier too. She had curly brown/black hair that went just passed her shoulders. Her facial features copied her father's, but with a more feminine look. Her eyes were the only thing that remained the same, a starling emerald green. The lightening blot was still there too, clearly visible against a forehead that wasn't covered by bangs. Her bangs appeared to have grown out with her hair. All in all she looked like a girl version of her father with her mother's eyes.

"You're beautiful," Sirius said with a proud smile. "Now I understand why my aunt said I'd make a good girl. At the time I thought she was insulting my manliness, but it was actually a complement. You need a name Princess."

She bit her lip. "What do you like?" she asked.

"I don't know. Hopefully not a flower name. Nothing against your mother, but those names tend to be overused," he responded.

"Hmm….how about something not a lot of people have? It kind of seems to be a tradition in your family," she suggested softly.

Sirius laughed. "You're right. How about….Thalia, or Adrianna?" he asked. "Neither of them are too girly either.

"I like Adrianna," she admitted. "Maybe I could take a variation of Lily for my middle name, for my mother."

"Good idea," he said. She seemed so unsure of voicing her opinion. Harry had been like that too, he realized, but he had always been better at hiding it. "How about Lilith?"

"Ok," she answered.

"Adrianna Lilith Black it is," Sirius proclaimed happily. "I reserve the right to the nickname Princess though." Adrianna gave a soft smile. It was nice to have a pet name, even if it was such a girly one.

"What should I call you?" she asked quietly.

"Whatever you're most comfortable with," he responded. "Dad, Daddy, Da, Papa, Father, Sirius, whatever," he answered with a shrug. He secretly hoped she would pick a variation of Dad, and not father; the reminded him too much of his own childhood and the Malfoys.

It seemed that they had fulfilled the conditions for being let out of the memory, because they were hurled out of the memory before either of them could say anything else.

"I think I'll take care of sending that memory to the ministry now," Sirius said, walking over to his picture on the tree and taking the memory out of it. He sealed the memory in a small bottle and stamped the Black family crest on top.

No matter if the Black's were mostly a dark family they still commanded a lot of respect, meaning that this would be attended to as quickly as possible. There was also the added benefit that anything stamped with their crest couldn't be opened except by the person it was meant for. No one could tamper with the memory or say it was fake if it arrived that way.

Sirius called an owl down and attached the bottle to it. He threw the owl out a window and they watched as it flew away. Sirius threw an arm around Adrianna's shoulder and pulled her to his side.

"That should clear me," he said into her hair. "If everything goes right I should be able to walk free in public in a few weeks." She opened her mouth to respond, but was cut off by the door opening and slamming into the wall.

"Sirius!" Hermione cried as she ran into the room.

"Who's she?" Ron asked gesturing at Adrianna. "Where's Harry!" Hermione, on the other hand, had seen Adrianna's eyes and was staring at her with a stunned look.

"This," Sirius said with a very proud expression on his face, "is my daughter." Ron and Hermione's jaws dropped.

Before they could say anything else the rest of the Weasley family burst into the room. "Sirius! Have you seen Harry? I swear if you did anything to him you will be sorry! You better not have left the house either, you know how Albus wants you to stay here where you're safe!" the word 'safe' was sneered.

Adrianna frowned, never having known about Mrs. Weasley's threats before, but when something crashed downstairs followed by Tonks' curses and Remus' laughs, and Mrs. Black started screaming about mudbloods and filth she decided to contemplate it later.

She laughed as her father ran down the stairs as fast as he could to silence his mother. She followed Sirius down at a slower pace with the Weasleys.

"Thanks Sirius, I think Remus was laughing to hard to be able to do anything to your mother's ghastly picture," Tonks said.

"Hey I-" Remus cut off abruptly. "I didn't know you had a daughter Sirius!"

"Neither did I," Sirius muttered under his breath so only Adrianna could hear. He then opened his mouth to tell Remus, but Mrs. Weasley beat him to it.

"I would love an explanation about that too," Mrs. Weasley snapped.

Adrianna caught her father's eye. They couldn't exactly hide the truth; she had just switched genders after all. She didn't even think she wanted to hide the truth! She knew Sirius understood.

Remus would have to know first though. As the only other living member of the marauders he deserved to know before anyone else.

"I was planning to explain that at dinner. I know where Harry is too, but he won't be making an appearance tonight," Sirius said pleasantly. It was already time for dinner, Adrianna realized, they must have been in the memory longer then she thought. That didn't leave much time for pulling Remus aside to talk.

Everyone started walking towards the kitchen. Sirius suddenly reached out and pulled Remus away from the rest of the people, dragging him back up the stairs. Adrianna happily followed. Sirius dragged Remus all the way to the room with the family tapestry in it. Remus tried to say something, but Sirius threw his hand over Remus' mouth.

"Would you like to tell me why you felt the need to kidnap me instead of just asking to talk?" Remus asked with a raised eyebrow once Sirius had removed his hand.

"Kidnapping you was more fun. Guess what!" Sirius cried.

"Do I want to know?" Remus asked.

"I don't know. Do you?" Adrianna asked in an amused voice. She was starting to think of Remus more as a long lost uncle then an old professor. She supposed this was because she saw how close he was to her father.

"Will it mentally scar me in any way?" Remus asked with trepidation.

"I don't think so," Adrianna half laughed.

"What about physical scaring?" he asked with much caution.

"What could you have done to him that makes him this wary!" Adrianna howled as she collapsed in laughter.

"Think it's funny, do you Princess?" Sirius asked with a grin.

"Yes!" she cried.

"Do you think this is funny then?" he asked, pinning her to the ground where she had fallen when she collapsed and starting to tickle her.

"No….Daddy….please stop!" she half screamed, laughing so hard she could barely get it out. "I'm sorry! Please…..Daddy!"

Remus watched them in bemusement. "As much as I love that both of you are having fun, I would really like an explanation. How did you get an eleven-year-old daughter Sirius? As far as I knew you were in Azkaban eleven years ago. I didn't thinking getting with other prisoners was a common practice there."

Sirius abruptly stopped and let Adrianna up.

"I'm not eleven," she said crossly. She wasn't that small….was she?

"I don't know Princess, you are pretty small," her father teased. "But that's good. Remus….I don't even want to think about what you're suggesting, seeing as the closest cell to mine was Bellatrix's and she's my cousin."

"Gross," Adrianna complained.

"Adrianna is fifteen," Sirius told Remus. "It would be easier to just show you. Why don't you take him in Princess? I want to recover my real memories. Remus' are probably in there too, come to think of it. Oh well, he can go in there later."

"'K," Adrianna said, taking Remus' hand and walking towards the tapestry.

"I don't understand, what's happening?" Remus asked.

Adrianna didn't answer, just tugged him to the tapestry and touched her picture. They were sucked into the memory. This time Adrianna didn't really listen to her mother. She didn't need to hear all that again, and she was still kind of mad at Lily.

She watched her baby self. It was odd, knowing she was a girl and seeing herself as a boy.

She watched Remus' facial expression through the whole memory. It mostly stayed at shock, but varied to anger a few times.

When Lily was done talking they were instantly thrown out of the memory.

Adrianna glanced at her watch and saw only a few minutes had gone by this time. She wondered why and decided to ask someone later.

"So…." Remus trailed off, staring at Adrianna. "You're really Harry?"

"Yes," she looked down and bit her lip. She cared a lot what Remus thought of this development.

"Hey," Remus said gently lifting her chin, "none of it was your fault. None of it was Sirius' fault either, come to think of it. You can put all the blame for this one on Lily and James." He looked slightly angry. Adrianna guessed her had plenty of reason to be angry; she wouldn't like it if her memories were replaced with something totally different either. Then again, she was exactly happy she had never been told she was actually a girl.

Sirius fell out of Lily's picture on the cloth at that moment.

"Can't believe they did that….stupid James," he muttered.

"I see you're taking this well," Remus said with raised eyebrows.

"I'm just not happy my memory was erased," Sirius answered. "I couldn't be happier that I have my very own little Princess." He ran over to her and spun her in the air. She laughed as he set her back down on the ground.

"Alright then," Remus said looking startled. "If it was me I would've needed more time to get used to it, but if the two of you are happy then I only have one question."

"Yes?" Sirius asked.

Remus cocked one eyebrow. "Princess?" he asked.