Hey, I'm starting this story because of my obsession with harry potter. Its only for a bit of fun but constructive criticism is always welcome as I know I am not the best of authors. Its based on a complete alternate universe. their is magic and Voldemort but there is no Prophecy, enjoy xxx

"Don't you be afraid, come and take a sip
Of this steamy, tasty treat!
What's in my cauldron full of hot, strong love
Will make your life complete!" I sang, well it was more of a screech, washing the shampoo from my black curls. I'd been working my ass off all day and all I wanted was to jump in bed and sleep.

"I've got a cauldron full of hot, strong love
It's about to be unfurled
Got a flavor that-" My 'angelic' voice was cut off when my front door bell was rang. "Bloody James, I knew it was a bad idea to move down the road from him. What the hell do you want Pron-" I was about to reprimand James when I swung the door open, only in a towel, to reveal nothing but the street. "James?!"

Nothing. Turning around to return to my shower something caught my eye. on my door-step was basket.

"Damn Marlene, I thought I told her to stop leaving gifts on my door-step, I'm not into you." Sighing I picked up the basket and skipped to kitchen. Last time it was freshly baked bread, the time before that it was scented candles and lock of her hair. Ever since I'd broken up with Carlie girls had been stalking me, Marlene McKinnon one of the many crazy bitches. Plus she is part of the order so It was hard to avoid her. Or even get a restraining order. Placing the basket on the table I wondered off to the drink cabinet, I might as well have a fire whiskey ready to calm my nerves when I discover what it was this time.

I took a card from the top of the basket and examined it. I was shocked to say he least. It was addressed to me, of course. It was the handwriting that got me. The elegant cursives I had spent half my time in Hogwarts reading. Whether I was reading Class notes for tests or notes we passed in Lessons. This was the handwriting of my beautiful Carlie Winchester. I could just picture her now, her long blonde curls that she was never able to tame and her Deep Blue eyes. Her eyes and hair are only some of the many things I fell for. Her body was magnificent. She was the most beautiful thing id ever seen and she had me where she wanted me. Groveling at her feet. While she was beautiful on the outside, her personality and inside was ugly. She was or is the biggest bitch I had ever met, but she was mine.

Without hesitation I ripped the letter open and began reading.

Dear Sirius,

I'm sorry. I just need you to know that. Keeping her would ruin my life and if I took her back to France with me my mother would have made me keep her. I can't keep a child who I had out of wedlock, its absurd, think of what it would do to my reputation. But I also can't put her up for adoption, I care about her to much to do that. So the only other option was to give her to her father. And trust me on this one, she is definitely yours .Please let her know that I love her, how could I not after the 10 hours of labor. Her name is Brooklyn Lily Black. She was born on the 4 months ago on the 3rd of December.

Take care of her,

love from Carlie.

I scanned the letter again and again. A feeling of dread sinking I my stomach. I jumped to my feet and ripped the blanket off of the basket.

In the basket, curled in a ball was a baby, with a mop of back curls o her head. She was tucked in with a blanket and

fast asleep. Little puffs of air leaving her mouth every few seconds.

I dropped the letter and gaped at the baby, my baby.

"Holy Sit." My mind went blank, I must have said it louder than I intended because the baby opened her eyes. Her beautiful deep blue eyes. "Holy shit." I said again. I picked up the basket, covering it once more and made my way to the door and down the street. Still repeating those same two words. 'holy shit'.

I knocked on the door of the old cottage, rapidly.

"Oh hello Sirius com-" I walked In just as Lily was inviting me and placed the baby on her couch. "Oh god." I said, pulling my hands over my face. "Holy shit."

"Sirius, are you OK?" Lily asked looking at me as if I'd drank way too much butter beer.

"That bitch, that slimy Bitch." I said pulling at my hair while I paced up and down Lily and James living room. "How could she do this to me."

"Hey lily have you seen my copy of Quid- Hey Padfoot I didn't know you where here. Lily, why is he pacing and talking to himself." James asked scrunching up his face in confusion as he walked into the room.

"I think hes broken," Lily replied to him. Eyeing me with worry.

"Bitch, holy crap." I turned to James regaining some sense. "She left me."

"Who left you?"

"Carlie."

"Yeah, we know. But that was almost a year ago." Lily tried to reason with me.

"She left me because she was pregnant." I nearly cried. "With my baby."

James and Lily gaped t me as I flopped on to their couch.

"She left me, with the baby." I pointed over to the basket.

Lily waddled, because she was very pregnant, she pulled back the blankets and gasped. "James, its not a joke."

"Shes ruined my life." I cried into Lily's assortment of Pillows.

"Sirius Orion Black!" Lily screamed at me. She scooped up Brooklyn in her arms as James read the letter Carlie left for me. "Now is not the time to bethinking about your life, Black! Now is the time to be thinking of your daughters welfare. But if your really that pissed you need to go back and tell your younger self keep it in his pants because it was bound to happen some time soon. How do you think-" Lily paused and glared at me.

"Her name is Brooklyn. Brooklyn Lily Black." I said softly, scared of what a hormonal pregnant lily might do next.

Lily's features softened "Arwww, really?" then they scarily hardened again and she was back to glaring at me. "Brooklyn must be felling alone and scared and wondering where her no good bitch of a mother is and your worrying about your life? If you were any bit better than Carlie then you would be cradling her and telling her everything was going to be alright and thinking of her future. Not yours." She glared and looked over to James for back up. He nodded rapidly out of fear that he may lose his head.

Lily nodded and walked over to me, holding Brooklyn out to me. I pulled away and shook my head. Her glared hardened and I could hear her grinding her teeth. I shrunk and held my arms out. She placed the baby in my arms.

I locked eyes with the baby and my heart melted. "Brookie, oooh my sweet Brooklyn. How could anyone ever leave you."

I thought what I had with her mother was the real thing but it wasn't. What I had for Carlie was Lust. Not love.

What I felt when I looked into Brooklyns eyes was love and Godric forbid if anyone tried to take her from me.

"Nobody will ever hurt you." I murmured rocking her back and forth.