This chapter edited as of May 2019.

Part Two: One

Severus knelt before the Dark Lord, shrouded in a black cloak and silver mask covering his face. It was one of the smaller summonings that Voldemort held once in a while, usually after the Death Eaters raids. The meeting was about the attacks that several Death Eaters had been ordered to capture Harry Potter in the Department of Mysteries.

The mood was, at least to be said, the worse Severus had seen of Voldemort. He feared for his own life and his sanity because he was summoned out of the rest of the Death Eaters minus the five Death Eaters to approach Voldemort during the meeting. More often than not, when a Death Eater was personally summoned by Voldemort, he would end up suffering under a painful curse, fueled by the Dark Lord's anger. And this night, it was his time to be summoned to face the Dark Lord's anger. He didn't like it and was on guard.

"You failed to inform me you had a daughter," Voldemort started, his voice hissed softly. The other Death Eaters gasped and murmured in the room, watching on. Bellatrix crackled beside Voldemort and Wormtail wrung his silver hand on the other side. Severus remained quiet, waiting for his permission to speak. "A pretty one, at that. Tell me why you fail to inform me?"

Severus raised his head from his bowed position on the floor and answered, "I didn't want everyone to know I had a daughter. I was unaware of her existence until she showed up recently. She was a bastard child of an affair I had years ago."

Voldemort's spindly fingers stroked his long chin as he stared down at Severus, attempting Legilimency. He saw nothing but the truth in Severus' mind and nothing more, never knowing that Severus was a skilled Occlumens, hiding truths deep in his mind. "I see. Well, after meeting her in the Department of Mysteries, which was unexpected and shocking, I knew then that she wasn't a ward but your child. Defiant and strong-willed as well. She'd do well in my circle; don't you think?"

Severus bowed his head once again, "Yes, milord. I had been grooming her to meet with you soon. I did not expect her to defy and go off on her quest to seek your approval." He played along with what Caledonia had told Voldemort when they were face to face. He was extremely furious with her reckless adventure, but realized, it was a habit that was hard to kill from her old life as Harry Potter. However, he was grateful with her ability to occlude her mind and quickly saved herself by playing into the Dark Lord's favor. He was also furious, to say the least, to learn her friends followed after her, to only retrieve the orb to keep it from Voldemort, at least in the blunder, the prophecy was lost, thanks to Caledonia's quick emotional outburst jinxing Bellatrix. In all, he wished it could've been avoided. They just played right into Voldemort's hands.

Bellatrix scowled and whined, "But, my lord, that girl is a handful and a spitfire, won't she cause more trouble than her worth? I mean, she put a nasty jinx on me and caused me to lose the orb." Severus had to agree with the witch, Caledonia indeed was a handful and a spitfire and more trouble than she was worth. He scowled, hating the fact he agreed with the insane woman.

Voldemort looked at the witch and sneered; with much possible, he could with his tight snake-like face. "It would be best if you shut up." Bellatrix paled and slinked back into the shadow behind the chair where Voldemort sat.

Returning his attention to Severus, Voldemort said, "I decided that it is time for you to bring your daughter, Caledonia into the circle sooner than planned. Bring her on the next reveal."

Severus rose from his kneeling position and bowed, "As you wish, my lord." He stepped back until he blended into the crowd. He breathed a silent relief for getting away from the personal summon unscathed. He assumed that Voldemort must have been at least pleased something had gone right and wondered.

He had wondered a bit too soon when Voldemort called another name, "Draco Malfoy." A hooded Death Eater stepped out from the crowd and bowed before Voldemort as Severus had done before and waited. "I appreciate your accomplishment in converting this Caledonia Snape into our group sooner than I have thought. Though, I would appreciate it if you kept her under control since she had jeopardized the chance for your father to capture Harry Potter and in the process, causing your father to fail in his mission of retrieving the orb. You must take your father's punishment in failing his mission."

Severus looked on with worry, knowing what would come and saw Bellatrix looking gleeful in the shadow. He winced as Voldemort punished Draco with a nasty bout of Cruciatus Curse. The boy screamed and shook on the ground, filled with unimaginable pain. It only lasted for thirty seconds than the usual minute that Voldemort favored for the punishment.

Draco slowly regained his composure, twitching and kneeling before the Dark Lord and spoke with a shaky voice, "I t-thank you, my lord."

"Very well." Voldemort looked bored and waved him away. Draco stood up and backed into the crowd and slinked back to the wall and slumped down to the floor.

Severus moved his way through the crowd inconspicuously while Voldemort went on with his speech, his plan for the next reveal and giving out missions for the other Death Eaters to accomplish. It was all lost to him as he approached Draco, sitting on the ground, struggling to hold his limbs together as his muscles twitched violently. He knelt before the teenager and handed him a vial that he kept on himself all the time, made especially for such reveal like this. "Drink this." He whispered.

Draco looked up and recognized Severus' eyes through the silver mask and gratefully took the potion and drank it. He handed the empty vial back, afraid if he held onto it, he would drop it. He whispered, "Thank you, and I am so, so sorry."

Severus shook his head, "Why are you doing this?"

Draco stood up with the older man's help, shaking; the pain potion did cease the pain but didn't do much for his twitching nerves all over his body. "I love her;" His tone was solemn, "I am doing this to protect her." He slowly pushed his left sleeve to show his bare arm. "I didn't get the mark, but for trade, Voldemort wants me to do few things… I am only here to keep her safe."

"I see," Severus replied quietly, and they both stood, waiting for the reveal to end.


Caledonia looked up to see Moddy, who popped into her room, his voice squeaked announcing, "Dinner will be in five minutes, Miss." Then the house elf disappeared with a crack. She shook her head in amusement; those house elves were an oddity. No matter that she has been in the wizarding world for a good few years, she still hasn't gotten used to them. Closing her book, she got up and slipped her foot in the slippers and trotted out of her room through the manor to the dining hall.

She passed several portraits before reaching one of Eileen, her paternal grandmother. The portrait of the young witch watched her pass by and spoke out, pausing Caledonia in her journey to the dining hall as usual. "Finished with your homework for tonight?" She asked.

Caledonia looked up and smiled; she had come to like her grandmother since she lived in the manor for the past few weeks. "Yes, I have long finished my homework for the summer." She paused and looked thoughtful before asking, "What do you know of Rufus Scrimgeour?"

Eileen pursed her lips in distaste and shrugged her shoulders, "Not much, the name sound familiar. Why?"

Caledonia explained, "Fudge got sacked, which is good. He was an idiot anyway, but they put in this Rufus Scrimgeour as the new Ministry of Magic now, and I don't know if he would be any better than Fudge."

"You best ask your father." Eileen smiled and gestured to the side of the portrait where the dining hall would be. Caledonia nodded and entered the dining hall.

She sat down at the table and waited. Severus swooped in shortly and settled himself at the table. He had the darkest scowl on his face, and he slammed the daily pages on the table. She jumped at the loud bang by the papers and decided to keep her mouth shut, for the time being, knowing better than to cross her father in this mood. It had been several weeks since the end of term and chaos was wreaking havoc in both wizard and muggle worlds, and it was all over the news. She had been keeping up with the papers and scoffed at every mention of the search for the missing 'boy-who-lived.'

Finally, Severus looked up to see his daughter sitting across the table and his scowl melted into a weary sigh, and he rubbed his face. "The Ministry of Magic is up in hoot about everything going on; I am sure you already know since you've been keeping with the newspaper every day as well."

Feeling it was safe to speak, she replied, "Yes, the whole thing going on in the muggle world, the bridge, hurricane, cold weather, and the killing. Even the cries for Harry Potter to come back and some slandering saying that he ran away."

Severus smirked. "Only if the world knows where Harry Potter is, they'd be in for a shock."

She grinned in return. "Yeah, that's true." Then the smile faded, and concerns returned in her eyes, "But they're not going to know, aren't they?" She asked.

He frowned and leaned forward, resting his arms on the table and asked, "You do not wish for the world to know?"

"No. I have an idea since last year, but I don't know if you and Dumbledore would go for it." She murmured softly but loud enough for him to hear.

"Do tell me, love." He said softly, his scowl melting.

She looked up to meet her father's eyes and saw concern and compassion in the black orbs and smiled softly, knowing she would trust him with her life. "I'm still thinking about it. Something to do with closing the book on Harry Potter, after all, being Harry Potter, I will be branded as a famous person for the rest of my life and not get any privacy. I never liked the attention or fame before, not even now, or ever will."

Severus nodded slowly, "I see… well, keep it to yourself for now. But do not dwell on it too much," He tapped his head, indicating that he could find out if he wanted. "But when you are ready, do talk to me first as well with Dumbledore." He sat back and allowed the house elves to serve them, and they both had a quiet dinner, forgetting the world around them and only speaking of whatever was on their mind in a simple conversation. It was a calm atmosphere, and Caledonia enjoyed it as she had been in the past few weeks.


She looked up from the book she was reading in the private library of the manor to hear an odd chime that rang throughout the manor. Frowning as she stood up and stepped out into the hallway to nearly collide with her father sweeping past. "What is it?"

Severus paused and looked to Caledonia and replied, "That is the warning bell to let me know that someone has approached Spinner's End house. No one except for Dumbledore knows we are living here. I must go and see what's going on. I implore you to stay here."

She frowned slightly and gave him a nod. She watched as her father swept down the hallway and into the study. She turned and grabbed her invisibility cloak and covered herself with it. She has come to keep it close at all the time since Christmas of the previous year. She quickly followed her father and slipped into the study without any noises. She was disobeying her father's order, but she wanted to know what was going on. She saw the bookcase sliding close and hurried to the shelves and looked around to find anything odd.

"Second book to the right on the third shelf," She looked up to see Eileen smirking from the portrait. She nodded her thank before covering her head with the cloak. She pulled the book, and the shelf slid aside noiselessly. She stepped into the dark hallway and found herself hitting a wall and turned to see the bookcase sliding close and gasped, feeling the squeezing sensation of the Portkey coming over her and held onto for her dear life.

As the sensation faded, she sighed and opened her eyes to see herself in a dark, sorry bedroom that was no larger than a broom closet. She heard voices and moved to the door to see Severus talking to three people and jerked back to remain hidden. She listened quietly and caught on that Wormtail was indeed living upstairs and was locked away from overhearing their conversation. She listened as Bellatrix ranted about Severus' loyalty to the Dark Lord and Narcissa sobbing and crying about Draco having to do the Dark Lord's order and feared he would fail. She felt her head swim from everything she had heard about. Her father was the spy for the Order and knew he would do the right thing.

"The Dark Lord has forbidden me to speak of it," Narcissa spoke, and Caledonia couldn't see Draco's mother because she was kneeling on the floor and Severus was blocking her view. "He wishes none to know of the plan. It is… very secret. But –"

She gasped and slapped her mouth as Severus looked her way but saw no one where she stood. He frowned and turned back to the two sisters. Caledonia slid down to the floor, unable to hold her shaking self. Draco was in league with the Dark Lord, and it was proof enough for her to know where the blonde's loyalty lies.

Severus spoke then, his voice smooth as he spoke, "If he has forbidden it, you ought not to speak. The Dark Lord's word is law."

Bellatrix looked as if she was given a gift and snapped at her fair sister to not say anything. Severus shook his head and moved toward the door where Caledonia was watching from and gave a pointed glare between the crack to where she stood under the invisibility cloak as if he was reprimanding her. She swallowed, her father knew she was there. She saw him holding his finger to his mouth and turned away. "It so happens that I know of the plan, I am one of the few the Dark Lord had told. Nevertheless, had I not been in on the secret, Narcissa, you would have been guilty of great betrayal to the Dark Lord."

Narcissa looked relieved, "I thought you must know about it! He trusts you so, Severus…"

Bellatrix looked shocked and spat, "You know about the plan? You know?"

Caledonia slipped back into the bedroom and sat on the bed to think. Draco had assured her several times in the past year that he was on her side and abhorred the idea of serving the Dark Lord. But the past few months, mainly working for Umbridge and being on the Inquisitorial Squad, her doubt grew. But hearing the proof that he now is serving the Dark Lord and it blew her over. It was as if freezing water had been dumped on her. She came to like him very much, perhaps, more.

She rubbed her chest, where her heart is. It hurts so much.

The conversation in the room carried on, and she barely could hear it. Then, she snapped her head up to see glowing light from the other room and went to look.

She watched as her father and Narcissa hold their hands together while Bellatrix held the wand over them. She had heard something of this before, unbreakable vow and she felt her heart sink, hearing Narcissa's words and her father's vow.

"Will you, Severus, watch over my son, Draco, as he attempts to fulfill the Dark Lord's wishes?"

"I will,"

"And will you, to the best of your ability, protect him from harm?"

"I will,"

"And, should it prove necessary… if it seems Draco will fail… will you carry out the deed that the Dark Lord has ordered Draco to perform?"

"I will."

Caledonia stumbled backward and blindly made her way through the hidden compartment and made her way to her bedroom. Her eyes blurred and she hit her bed, crying until she fell into a dreamless sleep.

Severus had returned home shortly after Narcissa and Bellatrix left. He had to make up an excuse for the noises his daughter had made in the bedroom earlier, saying there were critters about the house. The women believed him, knowing Spinner's End was a dank rundown place and especially with Wormtail living there.

He went to her room first and found her sleeping, tear tracks on her face, and he sighed. He figured that he would talk to her tomorrow. The rest of the summer would not come any good or the year ahead in school would be any better. Voldemort had decided the date to meet her and wanted her to be included in the plan he has for Draco, perhaps, more. And he felt weary all the sudden and headed to his room for his potion aided sleep.

Severus never got the chance to talk to her the next day because Dumbledore decided to show up. He had popped into the fireplace immediately as father and daughter had sat down for breakfast in the dining hall.

"Oh, goody, you both are here," Dumbledore said as he straightened up and brushed the soot off his long gown. He made his way over to the table and sat down, ignoring the astonished/miffed look on both Snapes. "Have you told her of what the plan will be?"

Severus's mouth closed and opened several times before his scowl grew dark and he replied darkly which didn't effect Dumbledore one bit. He grounded out, "No, I was going to discuss with her this morning after breakfast before you decided to grace us your presence. Now, I suppose, is a good time as any." He sat back and glared at the old wizard.

"Oh good," Dumbledore said with cheerful tone and turned to Caledonia and the sparkle disappeared from his eyes, "Dear, I am sure you are aware that Lord Voldemort wishes to meet you this summer as Severus' daughter, after all, you have piped his curiosity that night in the Ministry of Magic."

"Yeah," Caledonia replied and looked, noticing that Dumbledore's hand was black and withered. She spotted a strange gaudy ring with a broken stone on it on his other hand, and Dumbledore saw her critical eyes and cleared his throat, bringing her attention back to his face.

"Dear, in due time, you will know what happened. Right now, it is important that you prepare your meeting with Lord Voldemort, I am afraid…"

Severus sighed and interrupted, "Yes, yes. Caledonia, I was going to discuss with you about this meeting, Voldemort had called me the night we came home from Hogwarts, and he wished to meet you as soon as possible. I thought he would wait a while but it wasn't possible, he for the meeting to happen on the thirteenth."

"Next Saturday?" Caledonia asked, shocked. "But… what of…" She was stopped with Severus holding his hand up.

"I know it is soon. As I mentioned that I was going to discuss with you…" He gave a glare to Dumbledore who hummed absently minded as he glanced around the room. "And prepare for you to attend the reveal."

"Oh." She replied emotionlessly and looked away, picking at her eggs.

Dumbledore gave a hint of worry on his face and looked to Severus, "I suppose you will discuss with her in private. Meet me in my office later today." He stood up and returned to the fire and with a green flash, he was gone.

Severus gave an exasperating noise and pushed his plate away. "He has impeccable timing as always." He looked onto his daughter and saw how morose she looked. "Caledonia, I know you were at Spinner's End last night despite my order to stay home. Yes, it was about Draco."

She looked up at him and frowned slightly, "He's gone. To the dark side, hasn't he?"

"No," Severus replied and stood up; he walked around the table and knelt beside her, taking her hand into his. "Time like this is critical as you know, he is a child of Death Eater, and it is expected for him to be a follower of the Dark Lord. Now, you are one too… do you trust me?" He let go of her hand and rolled the sleeves back on his left arm, exposing the Dark Mark.

She stared at the grotesque tattoo that lay on his left arm, the snake intertwining in the skull, much like the mark she had seen in the sky of late. She then looked into her father's obsidian eyes and nodded, "You're right. I shouldn't jump too far about a person. You're a Death Eater, and you're my father. I do trust you." She looked away and pushed her plate away. "It's just that, Draco and I didn't have a good ending before school ended. He said he had to think and he had not written to me once since."

Severus drew her into his embrace and stroked her hair as the tears began to flow from her eyes, "He didn't want to tell you that the Dark Lord had called him before the term ended. He will have to explain himself soon when you see him this summer. All I can tell you is to give him a chance. As much I hate to say this as a father, he needs you as much you need him." He drew back and held her at arm's length, his eyes bore into her emerald ones, his tone serious. "But right now, the matter most is that you need to prepare yourself to face the Dark Lord and not let anything trivial bother you. He will know in an instant and use it against you. Be strong, be a Black and a Snape and as well Potter in spirit." He let her go as she wiped her eyes and she nodded. "Good, now, finish your breakfast; we will discuss more of this later. Sirius and Remus are coming to visit today, and I do need to go and see Dumbledore soon."

She stood up and smiled at him, "All right, I'll go and get ready for the day."

"Good," Severus replied as he watched his daughter leave the dining hall and shook his head. Things were getting messy a bit too soon for his taste.


"This is not a good idea." Remus' voice carried into the hallway as Caledonia passed on her way to the library to return a book. She paused and saw the study room door was ajar and peered in. Sirius, Remus, and Severus were in the room, sitting in the chairs around the fireplace and having nightcaps.

Severus shook his head lightly, "He met her, and now he is demanding for me to bring her to meet him. I can't avoid this."

Sirius sighed and placed his empty glass down and stood up, pacing around the room. "He will find out once he looks into her mind."

"Actually, no," Caledonia spoke as she entered the room. "He did look into my mind, but I blocked everything Harry and all he saw was Caledonia."

All three men turned to her and Severus gave her a small approving nod. "She will be trained in the next few days, to be prepared to face the Dark Lord." He said as he stood up and came over to her side, holding her shoulder. "You two, of all people, know better than anyone that I will ensure her safety."

Remus stared at the potion master and shook his head, "We know, yet, it's too dangerous. She is not ready to face him…" He glanced at the young woman and slumped his shoulders when he saw the resolves in her eyes, the same stubbornness Lily had. "There's no changing your mind, isn't it?" Caledonia shook her head.

Sirius looked from his best friend to another and asked, "What guarantee will I have knowing she will be safe?"

Severus turned his nose up to his two friends. "There are no guarantees. As per to the Dark Lord's rules for his Death Eaters, all of their children are to follow in their parents' footsteps and become Death Eaters themselves when they come of age. Caledonia is coming of age this summer." He turned his face to his daughter, "It's a simple ritual when they turn fifteen, they are arranged to be introduced to the Dark Lord and nothing more. In some cases, if the Dark Lord decides to test their loyalty, they will be given a mission to carry out during the school term."

Remus let a strangled surprised noise. Sirius' expression darkened as he turned to the fire as if remembering something from his past. Caledonia paled several shades but kept silent as she listened to her father.

Severus continued, "As the Head of Slytherin House, I am always aware of what's going on. He has not made any students to any mission in a very long time. However," He turned fully to Caledonia, "He made a request for one student and he will for you. He is testing my loyalty through both my godson and my daughter." Sirius let out a low whining growl. "Rest assured, he never induced any into Death Eater rank until after they become of age. He rarely makes an exception, usually for higher ranking Death Eaters."

"Like Malfoy," Caledonia said without any emotion. She saw her father nod and replied somberly, "Oh."

"Very well." Sirius replied, his voice rough and looked to Caledonia, "You don't have to if you don't want to." He said, imploringly that she had a choice.

"I don't want to, but I need to. He knows who I am now, as Caledonia, and there's no way I can avoid this without getting anyone hurt. Dad will be there with me, right?" She looked up to Severus who affirmed her. "And I am sure I will be fine."

"All right. As much I don't like it, that's close to good enough for me." Sirius said as he filled his glass up again with more firewhiskey. "Onto another subject, Dumbledore feels that the Grimmauld Place might be jeopardy as the Order's headquarter."

Caledonia looked at Sirius and asked, "Why?"

Sirius scowled, "It's because of Kreacher, he's loyal to the Black family, and since I'm considered disowned member, it's going to be a bit difficult to keep him to remain quiet. He could go to Narcissa or Bellatrix; they are also members of the Black family."

"Oh." Caledonia whispered and realized something and asked, "Does that mean I am related to them too?"

Remus choked mid-drink, he caught on her meaning and cleared his throat before replying, "Yes. In fact, the Black family is part of the Sacred Twenty-Eight, and they're all interrelated to each other, no matter what. Nearly all wizarding family in Britain, except for Muggle-borns, are related to each other. But from this standpoint, you and young Malfoy are the main heirs to the Black Family estates." He watched Caledonia pale slightly at this and turned to Sirius, "Is there a way for you to pass on your inheritance to someone else and force Kreacher to bond with the person? The further away the inheritance gets from Bellatrix and Narcissa, the harder for Kreacher and the household fall into their hands. You are a walking target, especially with no children of your own."

Severus has been listening quietly and spoke up, "I agree. Bellatrix was ranting on how she had failed to kill you, Sirius. She intended to kill you to get Grimmauld Place. I don't know what's going on, but Voldemort seems to want something with the Black property. The reason why I didn't mention before now, I was trying to learn more details on this." He rubbed his chin in deep thought.

Sirius frowned, "Does Dumbledore know of this?"

"No. It's between all of us here, in this room alone." Severus answered. "Voldemort is not saying much lately, he is focusing on the wreckage of muggle and the magical world now. I don't know what his agenda is with Bellatrix yet."

"Too much of a risk." Sirius stood up and paced back and forth in the room. After a long silence, he shouted and posed a pose with a finger in the air as if he were struck with lightning. "I know!" He went over to Caledonia's side and held her shoulders from behind and looked at Remus and Severus, "I left everything to Harry in the will in case I died because he is, well, was my godson. I could change the will to leave it to her, Caledonia because as my blood niece, she has the right. Then, I can announce to hand the heritage down now than after I die. So the house will be hers."

Severus hummed at the idea, "That's a good plan… but you forget, Caledonia is going to be introduced into the Death Eater's rank soon, and Bellatrix will use this to her advantage, rather it didn't bring the inheritance farther away but closer."

"Is there a way I can deny them from using the house if they ask me?" She asked.

"It's better off having Sirius hand the inheritance to Harry instead," Remus said.

Sirius returned to his chair and slumped. "This is complicated."

Caledonia looked to her father, and an idea came to her. She turned to her father and asked, "Did you finish the polyjuice potion?"

Severus' eyebrows went up, knowing what she had meant. "Yes. I have not tested it, but it could work… only if you have a sample of Harry Potter, not Caledonia Snape."

"I do," Caledonia replied.

Sirius and Remus looked back and forth from Severus and Caledonia, confused. Finally, the werewolf asked, "What's going on? What does the polyjuice have to do with this?"

Severus smiled and stood up, going to the fireplace, "I am calling Albus to come right over. Sirius, get ready to hand your inheritance over. Caledonia, go and get the sample and the juice. You will see soon."

Caledonia smiled and ran out of the room. When she returned, she found Dumbledore had joined them. She handed the vial that she had grabbed from the potion lab on the way back from her room to her father. "Here you go." As part of her summer potion lesson, they had been working on creating a Polyjuice that can change gender.

Severus took the vial and turned to the other men in the room, "I realized there would be a time when Harry Potter will need to make an appearance, Polyjuice Potion was the only way to ensure the subterfuge when charms could easily be detected or reversed. Alas, the potion will not give the person the opposite gender*. As part of Caledonia's summer potion lesson, we worked on the potion to find the right receipt, and we have successfully created a new formula for the polyjuice potion. Now crossing gender is possible. However, we do have limited quantity, since the new formula requires rather rare and expensive ingredients." He held up the vial. "But in this case, as you would say," He nodded toward Dumbledore, "For the greater good."

He held his hand out to Caledonia who also dropped couple strands of black hair. "This potion will last about half hour." He dropped the hair strands into the vial, and the vial went from murky gray into a brilliant shade of gold, and he handed it to Caledonia.

She took the golden potion and took a sniff, smelling grass and wood. She smirked and said, "Smell better than Crabbe." She got questioning looks from the Marauders, a knowing gleam in Dumbledore's eyes, and a scowl from her father. She tipped back the potion and swallowed, grimacing at the taste. They watched on as she felt her skin bubble and stretch, her body transforming. She grew few inches taller, her lengthy hair shot up in her skull, her chest flattened, and she felt the familiar weight in her crotch and finally blinked, he was as he was before he changed gender.

"That's one way to do…" Remus murmured as he stared at now Harry Snape.

Sirius snickered, and Harry glared at him, "What?"

"You forgot to change your clothes." Sirius pointed to Harry's outfit; he was still wearing what Caledonia had worn, bright green leggings with a long black shirt that had the sparkly logo of the Weird Sisters band.

Harry yelped as he tried to cover his bits that was prominent with the legging. "Bloody hell!"

Dumbledore chuckled and waved his wand, changing Harry's clothes into something gender appropriate; a gray slack with a black t-shirt. "I see where you all are going. Sirius, you wish to hand your heritage to Harry now?" He waved his wand once more, and the document appeared out of thin air.

Sirius clapped his hands and bounced over to where Dumbledore stood, and with a snap of his wand, a quill appeared. "That's right…" He scribbled on the paper and handed the quill to Harry, "You will need to sign this. The contract is binding, and with your signature, the contract will recognize your magic as Harry Snape." Harry took the quill and signed his name on the parchment, accepting the inheritance. With a flourish, the document glowed, and a seal appeared on the bottom and then vanished. "Presto! Now, the house and everything else belongs to you, Harry." He turned around, and a shock came to his face. "Blimey, now I am broke!"

Harry chuckled, "Its fine with me, you can keep your money." Sirius grinned and went back to where he stood before.

"One more thing," Severus said and waved his wand, putting a concealment glamour spell upon Harry's face, turning him from a Snape to Potter. "We need to make sure it is complete."

Dumbledore nodded, "That's right, call Kreacher."

Harry stared openly at Dumbledore, "That elf?" He said with disgust and sighed as he saw affirmation on the aged wizard's face. "Kreacher."

A loud pop appeared, and the old house-elf appeared, and his eyes went wide, staring around in the room. He went into a fit, "No! Kreacher won't!"

Sirius snarled at the house-elf and snapped, "You best be quiet or else!"

The elf pointed his gnarled finger at Sirius, "Kreacher no longer belong to you! You gave the house away!"

Dumbledore smirked slightly, "Yes, the house-elf is aware of the ownership of the house."

At that reminder, Kreacher went into another fit, "Kreacher belongs to Miss Bellatrix, oh yes, Kreacher belongs to the Blacks, Kreacher wants his new mistress, Kreacher won't go to the Potter brat, Kreacher won't, won't, won't…"

Harry had enough of the elf's ongoing stamping and screaming of 'won't' after a while and said, "Kreacher, shut up!"

The elf stared up at Harry and choked and fell to the floor into a violent but silent tantrum.

Dumbledore chuckled lightly, "Well, that's about it."

"What are we going to do with him? We can't send him back to Grimmauld Place?" Harry asked.

Dumbledore gave a light shrug, "You can send him to Hogwarts so that the other elves can keep eyes on him."

Harry looked at the other three men, and they all nodded. "I guess so. Kreacher, I want you to go to Hogwarts and work in the kitchen with the other house-elves." Then, Kreacher disappeared with a loud crack but not without giving a loathing look at Harry.

"Blimey, that's a good idea." Sirius replied and sat down, "I would have never thought of that."

Remus rolled his eyes at Sirius and turned to Dumbledore, "I suppose, we can continue using Grimmauld Place as the Order's Headquarter?"

The old Headmaster turned to Harry, "That's if it is up to him."

Harry rolled his eyes and shrugged his shoulders, "Whatever… The house's still in Sirius' hands, and I don't care." He grinned at the Animagus.

"Very well." Dumbledore said and looked to Severus, "The new Polyjuice potion works, and I congratulate you." Severus gave a single head bow. "Sirius, if you will come with me. I need your help in a simple mission tonight."

Sirius jumped up from his seat and rubbed his hands, "Oh, now what do I get to do?" He looked as if he were close to wagging his tail, happy to do something other than loitering around the house. Dumbledore chuckled at him.

They all turned to Harry, who winced slightly and in a few moments, he transformed back into her feminine form, standing before them, looking like a female version of Harry Potter and baggy clothes hanging off her body. "Uh…" She said, holding her pants up.

Severus waved his wand, canceling the glamour charms and returning her clothes to the way it was before, green tights and long black tee. She shook her head, her long hair falling down her back. "There. You can go on to bed; we had enough excitement for tonight. Tomorrow, we will discuss the reveal."

She nodded and turned to leave the room but paused at the door, "Good night everyone." She smiled, and everyone returned her greeting.

"Would you need a dreamless potion tonight?" Severus asked inexplicably in front of everyone.

She shook her head, "No thank you, Dad. If I do, I will ask Moddy or Maddy." She turned back around and trotted over to Severus and kissed him on the cheek. "Good night." And then she was gone.

The three other men had soft smiles upon their face, and Severus scowled at them. "It was strange to see her as Harry Potter again. And even as my son… I guess I am used to having a daughter now."

"But it is a wonderful role you have filled in her life as a father," Dumbledore commented and went to the fireplace; soon he was gone in a flash of green flame with Sirius in tow.

"Lily would be very proud," Remus said softly as he went to the fireplace, to floo back to Grimmauld Place for the night. "Good night, Severus."

"Yeah," Severus said softly and watched as Remus left, leaving him alone in the study. He looked up at the ceiling of the study and smiled to himself. Things seemed all right in the world at that moment, and he knew it wouldn't last long, but it didn't hurt to enjoy the moment. He shook his head, finishing off his nightcap and went up to his room to turn in for the night.


*The approach on Polyjuice concept was changed for this story. It does work on both genders in the book, i.e., the Seven Potters in The Deathly Hallow.