The air felt cold and lonely to Sirius as he sat in the drawing room, flipping through photo albums. Although it could be seen as incredibly cheesy, the pictures brought him a bit of warmth and happiness as he dwelled alone in the dreary atmosphere of 12 Grimmauld Place.

It had only been a few days since everyone had left, but loneliness already made his heart heavy.

The only company he had were Kreacher and Buckbeak, only one of which were even remotely friendly but couldn't even talk. Kreacher was so unpleasant that Sirius wanted to avoid speaking to him altogether. It all went back to horrible flashbacks from his childhood. Kreacher had never helped matters back then or now, for that matter.

So alone he sat, smiling especially whenever he would come across a picture of Leah or James, immediately thinking of Anna and Harry. It made him happy to know they could live vicariously through the children.

Suddenly, there was a knock on the closed door to the room that he was currently in.

Sirius stood up so quick he almost lost balance. His heart pounded, threatening to break his ribcage, and he could feel his eyes go wide with fear.

Who could it be? No way in hell was it Kreacher.

So he drew his wand, cautiously walked to the door, and in one swift motion, opened it and yelled, "PETRIFICUS TOTALUS!"

"Protego!" a young girl's voice chirped, quickly blocking the curse.

Sirius looked in astonishment at the intruder but quickly glowered and warned, "Who the hell are you? If you've come to get me I swear I'll-"

"Oh, fellow Black dearest, I have no interest in capturing you," said the girl coolly, lowering her wand.

"Who are you?!"

"Heh...you're joking, right?" When Sirius didn't respond, her gaze turned cold. "I really hope you're joking. Look at me...in the eyes."

And so he did, his own dark eyes widened in response. No...there was no possible way.

Right, he was just going crazy, he had spent so much time in Azkaban after all. "Okay, and? I'll give you two minutes to speak before I hex you into oblivion."

"I don't think you'd speak to Anna that way, why should you treat your other daughter any different?"

"D-daughter?" Sirius stuttered, surprised his suspicion was correct.

Yes, this girl had eyes scarily similar to Leah's and genderbent looks that reflected his younger appearance, but still, he couldn't be more shocked.

"No..." Sirius said, lowly.

"Yes, it's me. Have you missed me? Well, I guess you couldn't, considering the fact that you've never met me...can you even miss someone you never met?" she asked, tapping a finger to her chin, feigning confusion. "Oh, right, let's get back on track. So, how's life been, father?"

"How...? Where...?" Sirius was unable to get a full sentence out.

Hope filled his chest at the prospect of having another price of him and his Leah. Another daughter, and a sister for Anna. But at the same time, something felt off...As he looked at the girl, he could feel a bit of an evil aura radiating off of her.

He got the feeling that she was able to hide it well when she felt like it, but now was obviously not the time. Her vibrant, yet somehow dark, eyes glowed with something...vengeance.

Leah's eyes could never harbor so much hatred, he thought to himself, suddenly agitated that she was his flesh and blood. He refused to unironically call her "daughter". She seemed...no, she was evil.

Hell, she shouldn't even be alive.

"All you need to know is that yes, I am your 'unborn' daughter, but was able to be rescued, so here I am. I haven't inherited the desire to fight against Voldemort...actually, I work for him. His followers have raised me in your absence. Also, I'm very, very close to Anna and Harry, and they're so dumb they don't even know it-"

"Don't even consider touching my children-"

"BUT YOU NEVER CARED ABOUT ME! DON'T I MATTER JUST AS MUCH?!" yelled the girl, her eyes ablaze. "Heck, Harry isn't even yours, so why don't you give a damn about me?!"

"I...I just didn't know-"

"What an excuse. All I hear is 'Anna this, Anna that', she's just so goddamn special, isn't she? But where does her sister come in? Oh, wait, nobody, not even her own father, knew that she was alive! You never even attempted to look for me, after all these years-"

"What're you on about?" asked Sirius bitterly, not even bothering to argue.

This girl was unbelievably childish, regardless of how cold she was. How could he possibly find her when he was stuck in Azkaban all those years? And even if he weren't, where could he have begun and how would he have known? Leah had died that night and his unborn child should have died too. That's what anyone with common sense would assume...right?

"I just want you to know that your daughters are reunited at last," she said with a sweet smile, but her glare remained. "Just not in the way anyone would expect."

"If you even think about hurting her or my godson, I swear I'll-"

"Oh, don't worry...nothing's coming...yet. I just wanted to let you know that I'm alive and well, and the time will come that I need to turn one of you three in. But since you're my dear, sweet, deranged father...I'll let you choose."

"Me, take me. I don't care how bad it is, just take me and be done with it. Don't hurt them," Sirius said, his voice hard, but it had an underlying tone of anxiety.

"You're so predictable...I just knew you'd say that." The girl's tone was so condescending, and it took every ounce of sanity for Sirius to not pummel her. "Now, unlike you, my master and I are unpredictable. So, that means that you will be taken whenever seems fit, and I'm afraid I'm not able to give you an exact date, sorry father. Another thing...if you even mutter a word about this meeting to your daughter or godson, I promise, you'll regret it. I will take them both immediately and they will be tortured to death."

"I'll do whatever you say, just don't hurt them."

"Well, in that case...I want you to tell me that you love me and call me your daughter."

"I love you...daughter." Her father's voice was practically dripping with venom as he gave the strongest glare he was capable of.

She just hummed, nodded, and turned to leave. "Wait."

"Yes, father?"

"What's your alias?" asked Sirius. He could hear her smirk.

"Hmm, I guess since you're forbidden to tell, and you're pretty much useless anyway," Sirius' jaw clenched as she spoke that word, "my name is-"

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Merlin, I hate the cold. Harry thought to himself as he climbed the countless amount of stairs to the owlery. Every day, he would check to see if anyone - mainly Sirius - had sent him something in the post.

Some would see it as a waste, but he had nothing better to do, considering the fact that his number of friends was dwindling more and more by the day. Sure, he had Hermione, but she was persistent on studying for the O.W.L.'s, and he'd rather do nothing than join her.

When he finally reached the top, he grit his teeth when he almost ran into someone. Cho Chang.

Jeez, did he ever get a break?

"Oh, hi Harry!" she said cheerfully, flashing her perfect smile.

"Hey, Cho."

"What're you doing here?"

"Uh, just checking for a letter. So...if you'll excuse me-"

"Don't you wanna talk for a bit? Oh! I was going to ask if you wanted to go to Hogsmeade this weekend with me-"

"Cho. Look," Harry said softly, giving a sigh, "I just...I don't like you. I'm sorry."

"Don't worry, Anna's probably too busy snogging Ron to start anything, so you have nothing to worry about-"

When was she going to get the message? Harry wondered to himself.

"Just shut it and listen to me. I don't like you. I had a crush on you before, but I don't actually like you anymore. So please, leave me alone and let me through."

They locked eyes, both their gazes as cold as the winter weather. Finally, Cho said, "Fine, whatever, I only wanted you for your fame anyway." and stormed off, leaving Harry stunned and just barely hurt.

He continued to lose friends, and it was as if Cho's loss didn't matter in comparison. In Harry's opinion, she was extremely clingy, devious, and fake. It baffled him as to why he would ever choose her over Anna.

Giving yet another sigh, he headed into the owlery, feeling much better the second he saw Sirius' big black owl, its brooding orange eyes giving him chills.

Carefully, he walked over and gave a treat to the owl before frantically untying the note from its leg before the creature could bite him. Harry opened the note and read:

It's urgent, meet me tonight at the usual spot.
Don't tell a soul, seriously.
~Do I need to say who?

Usually, Harry would've chuckled at such a dumb, overused pun, but instead, confusion and paranoia flooded his mind. Had Sirius found out what he'd done?

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The raven-haired teenager waited in front of the fire all night, his nerves driving him mad as he waited for his godfather.

Luckily, barely anyone noticed his odd demeanour. Well, except for one person. The one person who always noticed anything out of the ordinary about him and knew him longer than anyone else at Hogwarts.

"Harry? Why're you still up?" Anna asked, also staying in the common room late. She often did it out of habit and inability to sleep.

"Uh...no reason. Just, you know, studying for O.W.L.'s," he said, trying to sound convincing.

He didn't immediatly meet her eyes but could tell he had failed when he looked up for a brief second where he gave her a glance. Her gaze was cold and she had an eyebrow raised.

"You don't even have a book open or near you. Are you waiting for something? Or rather...someone?"

"No, I'm not. Really, I just need to think a bit," murmured Harry, looking into the fire while trying to seem clouded by his thoughts. "Alone?"

"Yeah, okay. This is awkward anyway." She sounded a bit hurt, knowing he was lying, but quickly covered it up by saying, "and Ron wouldn't be too happy, right?"

"Of course." He couldn't help but clench his jaw, refraining from giving a snarky comment. She just had to attempt to take a jab at him. It had worked.

"Well, have fun with your...studying," the blonde said. She gave a sigh before trudging up to her dorm, shutting the door behind her.

Harry listened and relaxed a bit when he heard her footsteps going further into the girls' dorm. He was happy that she didn't plan on eavesdropping.

Still slightly irked from the comment about Ron, Harry rolled his eyes. Since when did she like Ronald? Was it just a statement that she was done with Harry? Or did she actually like him? No offense, but what did that ginger have to offer that he didn't?

Although...loyalty is a nice trait to have.

"Whatever, if she's going to be upset over one stupid mistake, to hell with her," Harry muttered to himself.

"One mistake? Harry, my boy, I believe that you have made many blunders," a cold, yet somehow warm, voice said sternly.

Sirius Black's head was yet again in the Gryffindor fireplace.

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Author's Note (plez read)

Hey everyone, hope you enjoyed the chapter! Sorry if the beginning was a bit confusing...it was supposed to be! You see, I was thinking about the future plot of this series and have decided to make some major changes, this being one of them. It would be neat for Sirius' story to be re-imagined, Anna's sister to come back badder than ever as a pure villain, and create so many events that would all come crashing together in the final book. Really, I think it's gonna be great, and I'm so happy I picked this series up again!

Now, for a few announcements...
1) If you have any suggestions/criticism for the plot, please comment or DM me! Not just about new stuff, but old stuff too! I'm in dire need of re-doing my earlier books and I need a new direction. I really think ya'll could help ;)
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3) I'm doing dedications again...comment something helpful and I'll try to give you one!
4)This chapter is dedicated to the awesome InkStain1813 for writing a review about my story. It was super sweet and helpful at the same time. Also, she's commented some nice stuff before and overall seems like a litty person. You should go follow her :)
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~Lumos