The next morning, Severus helped Tirza lug her bag of overnight things to Remus' quarters. "Child packed the entire chambers," he grumbled to Remus. Tirza giggled. "Well, I got lots of precious things," she defended. Remus helped them bring the things into his spare room, where he had set up a cot for her. "Are you sure you wouldn't rather stay with grandpa?" Severus asked. Tirza sighed. "Daddy, will you PLEASE stop asking that! I wanna stay with uncle Remus!" Severus sighed, but nodded. "Alright, do you have everything? And you know you can go into our chambers and get things too," he reminded her. She shook her head yes, then threw her arms around him. "I miss you already daddy," she whispered. Severus picked her up and held her close for a moment. "I miss you too; if you miss me too much, have grandpa send an owl and I'll come home straight away, alright?" She kissed his face and breathed in his wonderful smelling aftershave. "Okay," she told him as he set her down. "Now you remember what I said if I get a report of you being naughty while I was away," he reminded her softly. She nodded.

"Can I speak to you privately?" he asked Remus. Remus nodded and the two of them stepped into the hallway. Severus sighed. "I hate to say this, but I know my child and she is going to try and run wild while I am away." Remus chuckled. "Now I already threatened her if I come back and you tell me she's been a hellion, but I doubt that will put much of a crimp in her plans; if necessary..." his voice trailed off. "Severus, I understand what you're saying. I'm sure we'll be just fine and have a lot of fun; I think after teaching several hundred students, one ten-year-old shouldn't be too much to handle." Severus' eyebrow rose in a disbelieving look. "But if she is really being troublesome, owl me and I will return. And make sure she eats; she tries to skip meals and she needs to eat." Remus chuckled again. "Don't worry, we'll be just fine. Go to your funeral thing and don't worry." Severus rolled his eyes. Not worry about Tirza when she was out of his sight and in the care of an ex-Marauder? Yeah; right!

With a last hug and kiss for Tirza, Severus walked to the gates of Hogwarts and apparated away. Remus turned to Tirza, a smile on his tired looking face. "You ready for breakfast?" Tirza nodded and giggled. "We are gonna have SO much fun!" she said happily. She took Remus' hand and they walked to the Great Hall. She sat down between Remus and Dumbledore and looked disappointingly at her oatmeal. "I am so not in the mood for oatmeal," she commented. Her face suddenly brightened as an idea struck her. "Can I have the special toast uncle Remus? Pretty pretty please?" "Sure," Remus decided, giving her several slices of cinnamon-sugar toast. She flashed him a smile. "Thanks; you're the greatest!" Remus returned the smile and patted her head before returning to eating his own breakfast.

"Uncle Remus, can't I have the day off? I really don't wanna have school today," Tirza whined as they headed for her classroom. Remus listened patiently as she listed of several excuses; he suddenly stopped there in the hallway and burst out laughing. Tirza scowled at him, her hands on her hips, looking very insulted. "Oh Tirza... I thought us Marauders were good at excuses... Those were priceless!" Remus told her, still laughing. She stuck her tongue out at him. "I spent a lot of time coming up with those!" she retorted rather angrily. "Dilithium crystals? Warp speed making you nauseous? Wherever did you get those?" he asked through his laughter. She stomped. "From Star Trek and they're good excuses! And even if people don't believe them, it will confuse them!"

Remus laughed for a few more moments, with Tirza continuing to scowl at him, before stopping. "You have to tell me those again later... confuse indeed! Stupefy without a spell is more like it!" Tirza's face suddenly brightened. "You mean you like them? You weren't making fun of me?" Remus shook his head no. "I wouldn't make fun of you," he told her. "I thought they were great!" Tirza looked very pleased with herself. "Cool! So I'm gonna go watch Star Trek and come up with some more," she said, turning and heading towards Remus' chambers where her TV/VCR combination was. "Oh no," Remus replied, stopping her and turning around, then began leading her back towards her classroom. "You are going to school."

Tirza dug her heels into the floor and stopped. "No! I don't wanna go to school! I want a day off! Is that so much to ask?" she shouted. Remus looked at her for a moment, amused at her stubbornness. "Did you ask your dad?" he countered quietly. Tirza blushed and ducked her head. "Apparently yes," Remus added. "And let me guess... he said no?" Tirza nodded. "Said I better be there or else... but you're in charge of me now and you can say I get the day off!" Remus smiled and ruffled her hair. "Nope, sorry kiddo. If your dad said no, I have to send you, or he'll really have a fit." Tirza growled something about life not being fair and stomped down the hallway to her classroom.

Tirza was not about to give up so easily though. So uncle Remus didn't want to get into trouble with her dad, so what? If Remus didn't tell him, Severus would never know! Remus watched, chuckling to himself as Tirza entered the classroom without so much as a wave; she was an adorable kid, but DEFINITELY a Snape! He was not overly concerned about her giving him a lot of trouble; it hadn't been very hard to get her into her school room, so anything else she might decide to throw at him probably wouldn't be too difficult either.

Tirza entered the classroom and Isabel gave her a warm smile. "Good morning," she greeted the little girl. Tirza rubbed her forehead and walked slowly to her desk, sitting down without saying a word. "Are you alright honey?" Isabel asked. Tirza sighed. "I got a really bad headache," she said, pouting. Isabel came over to her and placed a soft hand on the girl's forehead. "Well you don't feel like you're running a fever," Isabel commented. "But if your head is hurting, it would be rather difficult to concentrate. Do you want to lie down for a bit?" "No," Tirza replied quietly. "Can I go back to uncle Remus' and sleep? Sometimes that makes it feel better." Isabel nodded and kissed Tirza's cheek. "Of course you can; I'll come and check on you this afternoon." "You don't have to," Tirza quickly assured her. "of course I do. Now you run along and rest." Tirza gave Isabel a small smile before slowly leaving the room.

Tirza headed down to her dungeon chambers, giggling to herself. Digging around in her large box of art supplies a few nights ago, she had discovered one last, forgotten bottle of good old American Elmer's glue. And she had thought of a great joke to play on uncle Remus! If she ever tried this on her dad, Severus would kill her; but Remus was a marauder and had a great sense of humor, so Tirza knew it would be cool. She ran most of the way to Remus' classroom and didn't encounter any students or teachers, as they all had classes or work periods right now. Tirza couldn't remember for sure if this was Remus' work period, but she hoped it was or she couldn't play her prank. She tiptoed to the door of his classroom and peaked her head in; it was empty. She hurriedly entered and put her ear to the door of Remus' office; sure enough, she could hear his quill scratching away at notes.

Tirza sighed in relief and took the large bottle of glue out of her pocket. She tired to resist the urge to laugh; she didn't want to give herself away. She went to the first desk and layered it with the glue, then picked up the chairs and placed the seats on the glue. Not wanting to get caught before she was done, she didn't wait until it dried before heading to the next desk and doing the same thing; then to the next desk and the next desk until all the chairs in the room, even Remus', was glued to the top of a desk. She finished and smiled proudly, quickly looking over her handiwork before taking off. She had a million hours before lunch and was sure she could find something else to do!!

Meanwhile, Severus had long sense apparated to his aunt's home were the days of mourning were being held. Everyone looked up at his entrance and seemed startled; apparently they hadn't actually expected him to come. "Severus old boy!" a male cousin yelled crossing the room. Severus cursed under his breath. "Woodworth," he greeted his cousin icily. "So old of you to show up!" Woodworth said, smiling brightly and clapping Severus on the back. Severus' fingers itched for his wand to place a silencing charm on his idiotic cousin. "Quite a surprise old boy to see you here, you know." Severus glared around the room at everyone. "Apparently Woodworth; it does not take a rocket scientist to figure that out." Woodworth gave him a strange look and Severus chuckled inwardly; he had picked that up from Tirza!! "Everyone come over and say hello to Severus!!" Woodworth shouted.

Severus again cursed under his breath as the mob of about forty Snape relatives closed in around him; he HATED family gatherings!! "Severus, how have you been? Still teaching at Hogwarts?" Woodworth's wife, Millicent asked. Severus nodded. "Been extremely busy lately; school is going well and there's always something going on with my daughter that I end up being involved in." The room went silent; you could have heard a wand drop. "I'm sorry Severus, my hearing must be going. Did you say your DAUGHTER?" Millicent asked. Severus shook his head yes, looking at each and every one of his relatives with a smug expression on his pale face. "Yes, Millicent, I did indeed say my daughter." "Well, that's a shocker! Never expected you to have kids old boy!" Woodworth piped up. Severus scowled at the idiotic cousin standing next to him. "Call me old boy one more time and no one will expect YOU to have children either," he warned, just loud enough for the two men to hear. Woodworth gulped and wisely closed his mouth.

"Do you really have a daughter?" another cousin, Ella, spoke up. "Yes; do you want proof?" Severus spat back. Every one of the forty heads nodded; Severus sighed and reached inside his robes, pulling out a wallet. He unfolded it as eighty eyes watched his every move. Sure enough, there were three pictures of a little girl in his wallet. One was Tirza's last school portrait, from back in the US, the other was her on Christmas morning, the last was the two of them; he was holding her in his arms, she was giggling and he was actually smiling slightly. He handed his wallet to Millicent who gaped at the pictures before passing them around to everyone. "She's adorable," Ella choked out, sounding utterly confused. Murmurs of agreement and amazement were heard as everyone looked at the pictures. Woodworth was the last to look. "Well there's certainly no denying she's yours Severus; she looks just like you, but thankfully much prettier." Severus scowled and Woodworth grew pale. "I mean in a feminine way; it wouldn't be right for a little girl to look like a masculine version of her father." Severus growled and took his wallet back.

While Severus was suffering at a luncheon with every relative asking questions about his daughter, Tirza was sitting in the astronomy tower with her portable CD player, Jinn Jinn and her coloring books. "It's like a bad movie, she's looking through me. If you were me then you'd be screaming someone shoot me as I fail miserably trying to get the girl all the bad guys want," Tirza sang along to her CD, with Jinn Jinn running circles around her, and stopping to stare out the window at the ground far below before taking off again. (Have any of you heard that song "The Girl All The Bad Guys Want" by Bowling For Soup? I love that song and for some reason it ALWAYS reminds me of Tirza!) She wasn't paying very good attention to the time, but thankfully had the alarm on her watch set, alerting her that it was exactly lunchtime. "God, I'm gonna be late, crap," she moaned to herself. She quickly shoved everything in her pink bag and picked up Jinn Jinn, rushing to return her rabbit to the dungeons.

Tirza ran all the way to the Great Hall and arrived quite out of breath. She quickly sat down between Dumbledore and Remus and poured herself a large mug of coffee. "Ahhh," she said, taking a big drink of the long missed coffee. She put down the mug to find Remus looking at her suspiciously. "Are you allowed to drink coffee?" he asked. "Duh!" Tirza replied. Dumbledore, looking at Remus over Tirza's head, shook his head no. Remus reached over and moved her coffee mug away. "Hey!" Tirza shouted, a frown coming over her face. "Tirza, I highly doubt that your father allows you to drink coffee; and let's face it kiddo, you don't need the extra energy," Remus retorted with a chuckle. "This is so wrong on SO many levels," Tirza grumbled, turning to look at her plate. "Uncle Remus, can I have something else to eat?" she asked sweetly after a moment.

Remus looked over at her plate. "It doesn't have eyes or anything; why can't you eat it?" Tirza sighed. "Because it's gross, I don't like this... stuff," she declared indignantly. Remus eyed her for a moment, wondering if he should change it; he liked Tirza a lot, but didn't want her to think he was a total push over. "Alright," he said after a moment. He used his wand to give her a peanut butter and jelly sandwich, which she proceeded to drunk in her glass of milk. "That looks absolutely disgusting," he commented, watching her with amazement. "Quite good actually," Dumbledore interjected. "She convinced me to try it a while back and it's delicious." Tirza giggled at the completely disbelieving look on Remus' face. "It's a thing," she told him. "I doubt this 'thing' was your father's idea. How'd you ever think to do that?" he asked. She smiled, dunking more of the sandwich in her milk. "AJ's daddy. Uncle Mike had us try it millions of years ago and it's really good." Remus laughed. "Well you go right ahead and enjoy it then; I'll stick with my lunch." He debated whether or not to bring up about his classroom, but decided to ask her about it later; after all, it was a great joke and he couldn't blame her for wanting to cut school.

Two hours later, Remus was seriously regretting not making her go to school that afternoon. While he was busy in classes, Tirza was on a rampage; she entered the Slytherin common room and did some redecorating with pink silly string and made an unflattering drawing of Malfoy in ink on the marble floor of the common room. She barricaded herself in the astronomy tower with enough water balloons to supply two armies and giggled insanely as she dropped them on unsuspecting teachers and students that passed by. Teachers and students were coming to him and complaining about her, but by the time he got to the tower, she was long gone. "Well, she can't be incredibly hard to find," he mused, leaving the tower. He rubbed his head, feeling a slight headache starting. Perhaps Severus had had a point that morning; Tirza was a good kid, but was fluent in the language of mischief.

Tirza was easier to find then he thought; a familiar giggle reached his ears as he passed by a window. Remus looked out and saw Tirza attempting to play quidditch with Fred and George Weasley. He groaned and raced outside. "Accio Tirza!" he shouted, pointing his wand at her. Tirza crossed her arms over her chest, scowling at him, but he continued to summon her towards him and finally deposited her on her feet on the ground in front of him. "Tirza, I don't think your allowed to play quidditch or to fly with Fred and George," he scolded her softly. "Am too!" she insisted. "Who says?" Remus countered, eyeing her suspiciously. "Daddy!" Remus shook his head, looking at her sternly. "I do! I say I can!" she shouted.

Remus chuckled. "You are a very determined child, aren't you?" Her response was sticking her tongue out at him. Remus rolled his eyes and summoned her broom. "Come on trouble maker," he said, taking her hand and starting towards the school. "I think you've played enough for right now. Let's go inside and make at least an attempt to stay out of trouble." Tirza rolled her eyes. "That's not any fun," she whined. Remus chuckled. "Sorry kiddo, but if something happens to you or you do something that really makes someone upset, you and I are going to be in a lot of trouble when your father gets back." Tirza scowled. "Are you afraid of my daddy?" she asked, teasingly. Remus just laughed and led her to his chambers.

The half and hour left until supper passed uneventfully, and Remus was grateful that it did. He certainly didn't want Tirza to get everyone into an uproar, but that seemed to be her goal. Thankfully, she settled down and watched Star Trek until supper, which Remus watched with her and actually enjoyed, especially now that he understood some of her excuses from earlier. Tirza giggled and pointed out her favorites and showed him her favorite episodes, the one with the tribbles. Remus enjoyed watching with her and enjoyed being with her; she was like a niece. But he was starting to see what Severus had been talking about; he suddenly felt a great deal of sympathy for Severus, thinking of all the things Tirza must have put him through. Tirza sat at the table in the Great Hall, her arms crossed over her chest, glaring dangerously at Remus. "I AM NOT EATING THAT!" she yelled. Remus knew that she would in fact eat her supper, because he had seen her eat it before. "I want cake," she insisted. Remus was ignoring her and eating his own supper, while she whined about wanting cake. "I WANT CAKE AND I WANT IT NOW!" she screamed. Dumbledore patted her shoulder. "Now dear, at least eat some of your supper first or you'll get a tummy ache," he tried to reason with her. She shook her head defiantly no. After a few more tries at persuading her, Dumbledore gave up and returned to eating his own meal. Frustrated that nobody was listening to her and doing what she wanted, in a moment of pure temper tantrum, picked her plate up and chucked it, food and all, towards the Slytherin table.

Remus turned a stern look towards her and stood up. "Alright, if you don't want to eat, supper is over," he told her calmly, but firmly. He took her hand and led her from the Great Hall, back to his chambers. Once they returned to his chambers, Tirza stomped over to the couch and jumped on it. Remus sighed and sat down beside her. "You know, I don't ever think I've seen you act this way before," he commented gently. "Throwing a tantrum over food like a two-year-old? That's not the Tirza I know." She giggled as she remembered the way the Slytherins had ducked when she chucked her plate towards them, but a frown quickly returned to her face. "This isn't the way it's supposed to go," she said grumpily. Remus chuckled and ruffled her hair. "And how is it supposed to go?" She sighed. "You're supposed to let me do whatever I want because I'm cute and because you're cool," she informed him. Remus chuckled and Tirza rolled her eyes. "Sorry, no can do. You run wild and somebody is going to tell your dad when he gets back. There's having fun and then there's getting yourself into trouble and I don't want to see you in trouble," he told her. "I don't care," she retorted. "Uh-huh," he said sarcastically. She ignored him and flipped on Star Trek again.

"So what time do you go to bed?" Remus asked later. "Or should I go ask grandpa?" Tirza giggled. "Daddy makes me go to bed at nine-thirty usually, but on Friday nights I can stay up as late as I want," she told him. Remus nodded, then stood up. "I see I'll have to go ask grandpa." Tirza sighed and tugged on his hand. "Okay, okay; nine-thirty unless I'm really upset. But when I go to bed, if I can't sleep, I do get to watch TV." Remus smiled and sat back down. "That sounds more like it." At nine, Tirza got ready for bed, then plopped back down on the couch, strangely quiet. "Hey," Remus said, sitting beside her. "You okay?" Tirza shrugged. "Can I snuggle with you for a little while? Please?" she asked quietly. Remus smiled and patted his lap; Tirza's little face lit up and she crawled onto his lap, relaxing her head against his chest. "You feeling lonely?" he asked his arm around her. Tirza shook her head no. "Just in a snuggly mood," she told him. "You know, daddy always reads me bedtime stories." Remus chuckled. "And I suppose you'd like me to read to you too." She nodded and hopped off his lap to get her book, then crawled back into his lap and opened it to her favorite fairytale from her book: The Twelve Dancing Princesses.

Sometime after one o'clock in the morning, Tirza sat straight up in her cot, breathing fast, sweating. She had had a nightmare; not one of the bad ones, but still a nightmare. It took her a moment to realize where she was and remember that her father was not there. She was scared from her nightmare, but unsure of what to do. She wanted more then anything at the moment to have her daddy, but since she couldn't, she could settle for being cuddled. She remembered Remus had let her sit on his lap earlier, but was a little shy about going and asking if she could snuggle with him for a while. She lay back down and tried to go to sleep, but she was frightened. Finally she decided that she might as well ask if she could snuffle with Remus for a while and crawled out of bed.

Remus had thoughtfully left a nightlight on in the living room for her, in case she got up then she'd be able to see. Tirza was very thankful for the nightlight as she made her way to Remus' bedroom. She stood at the door, again feeling shy, but pushed the feeling aside and quietly entered the bedroom. Remus was sound asleep, snoring slightly in fact. His snores made her giggle slightly, which did not go unheard by Remus' sensitive ears. He sat up in bed, looking around for the source of the noise. Tirza stood there for a moment before his eyes focused on her. "Tirza?" he asked sleepily. "Yeah," she answered softly. "Are okay? Did you need something?" She nodded and suddenly jumped onto his bed and into his arms. "I had a bad dream and daddy always lets me sleep with him when I have bad dreams; can I snuggle with you for a while?" Remus smiled and chuckled softly; he was relieved it was something as trivial as needing some comforting. "Uh, sure," he said. He grabbed a spare blanket and wrapped her up in it, as his room was cold.

Tirza yawned and rested in his strong arms. "Should we go sit on your bed?" he asked, not wanting her to get cold. She nodded and Remus carried her into the spare room. He sat on the cot and leaned against the wall, then positioned her on his lap, his arms encircling her. "Anything else I can do for you?" "No," Tirza told him. "This is good." She yawned again and leaned her head against him, closing her eyes. He sat there, holding her, but was unsure if she wanted him to talk to her or not, so he just held her; within ten minutes, she was fast asleep. Remus chuckled softly and carefully stood up, then put her into the cot, covering her with the blankets; she was really a cute little kid. He brushed some of her wild hair from out of her eyes, smiled at the sleeping little girl, and then went back to bed.

The next day was Saturday and Remus allowed Tirza to sleep, seeing no need to wake her up early for breakfast when he could have the house elves bring her some when she awoke. Just before flooing the kitchens for his own breakfast, Sirius showed up for another visit. The two men talked and ate a hearty breakfast while Tirza slept. Around ten o'clock she woke up and sleepily walked into the living room, her curls wild, bouncing all over the place. "Whoa, is there a person under all that hair?" Sirius teased. Tirza rubbed her eyes and looked up at Sirius. When she spotted him, she smiled, then stuck her tongue out at him and jumped on the other end of the couch. "Good morning," Remus greeted her. "I HATE morning people," she grumbled. Sirius and Remus burst out laughing. "Just like your dad," Sirius told her. She curled up into a ball opposite him on the couch and closed her eyes. Remus came over and set her back up. "Hey, you've slept a good long time; don't you think it's time to be up and about?" he asked. Tirza batted at him with her hand and slumped back over into a ball.

"Coffee," Tirza croaked. Remus handed her a glass of milk. "I want coffee," she replied, attempting to hand him back the milk. Remus shook his head. "Nope, sorry kiddo. Milk, juice, hot chocolate, tea, but no coffee." Tirza stuck her tongue out at him and poured the milk out on the floor. "Tirza, be nice; I'd like to have some fun with you today, but not if you're going to be cranky," Remus told her, cleaning up the mess. She rolled her eyes and sat up, reaching for some left over donuts from his and Sirius' breakfast. "Can we have a water balloon fight Uncle Remus?" she asked hopefully. Sirius' eyes twinkled. "I'm game. How about you Uncle Remus?" Sirius asked teasingly. "Sure. Have some breakfast and the three of us can have a water fight."

A/N: Well, she hasn't driven Remus too crazy yet, but she will!! I'll have the next part up by tomorrow night, so stay tuned!

PadfootPuppy: Well, I have a confession to make: I adored princess stuff at ten and still do know. My guest bedroom is all Disney Princess. And I, like Tirza, swore badly at that age, so that if what I get it from.

WindchesterLady: Well, you got a ways to catch up, but I'm glad to have you along for Tirza's story! Hope you continue to enjoy! And I would LOVE it if you could email me that song! Thanks for offering!!

Fire'N'Ice: You're not the only one who has been complaining about ff.net. Lots of people seem to be having trouble. Snape in pink is a GREAT mental image... I had so much laughter while writing that last chappie and these ones with Remus as well. It will be lots of fun seeing Remus lose it with Tirza!

WatiWat: Glad you like the story, keep checking back!

Raclswt: I wish I could do those pranks too! It would be so much fun to do that stuff in real life! And poor Snape, dressed in pink!!

Kenomee: Well, give Tirza time and she won't have to steal wands anymore! Her first year at Hogwarts will be such a blast!! So far Remus is being the epitome of patience, but he's still got two full days and lots of stuff to deal with...

Luinthoron: Poor Hogwarts! An April Fools Day that will live in infamy!

MissLKid: Thanks for letting me know about the chapters being switched; I'll have to look into fixing that.... Grrrrr

Venus: Glad you had a good laugh! Lots of fun things coming up! I will email you soon!

Oasis gir: Oh yes, Tirza will be MEGA trouble for poor Remus... she'd have to be to make someone like him lose patience! You just wait and see what else she comes up with!! XOXO Kerry

Weasleyweasle: Yes, very poor pink Snapey, and very poor Remus! And yes, there are McDonald's in England, though Snape wouldn't have heard of them and there certainly wouldn't be any in Hogsmeade!

Sapphire: Glad you liked it!

MadameMoony: Happy that you are enjoying it!

SecretKeeper: Remus will certainly need the forces with him!

Alrick: Snuffles will definitely fit in, at least for the Saturday. After Remus loses it, Tirza and he will make up before Snape gets back; but it will be amazing that Remus lasts as long as he does before losing it!

And if anyone is interested in some drawing of Tirza, please email: Potter-Snape at: DisneyCP2002@aol.com Slytherin Kid at: blackdragon_mage@yahoo.com