There was a sharp crack outside the door of the little house in Godric's Hollow followed by a knock. A lady with sparkly green eyes and dark, thick, red hair, holding a baby with her eyes and blackish hair opened the door. "Remus, I'm so glad you could make it! Do come in!"
"Thanks Lilly. How's Harry?" asked the thin, almost frail looking man.
Before he could get an answer though, a high-pitched toddler's shriek of laughter filled the air. A large black dog bounded into the room carrying a small girl of about three on his back. She had auburn hair like her mother's, but her eyes were hazel, like the man with dark, messy hair that had just entered the room. "Moony's here, at last. Wormtail won't be joining us tonight, so that's everyone. C'mon Padfoot. Put my baby girl down"
The shaggy black dog transformed into a tall, handsome, black haired man. The little girl reluctantly allowed herself to be sat on the floor, but her smile brightened when she saw Remus standing in the door way. "Unkie Moony!" she said in her babyishly happy way.
"Hi April dear. How's the little princess been?" The little girl smiled and allowed herself to be led into a dining room laden with food.
During dinner she sat across from her baby brother. Little Harry would be a year old in a couple of days. April was amusing herself by changing her appearance frequently throughout the meal. April was a rare metamorphamagus, meaning she could change her appearance, except for her eyes, at will. She scrunched up her eyes and she changed into a goblin-like figure with pointy ears, nasty pointy teeth, and short white hair that pointed everywhere. Her skin wrinkled and she looked a hundred years old. The baby bawled in terror. "April," said her father sharply. April scrunched up her face again to return to her normal state. Lily reached over and pulled the baby out of his high chair to comfort him. Little Harry began to sneeze. "Oh, Remus, that reminds me," Lily said. "Harry's got this awful cold, and I don't want April to catch it. Do you think you could watch her for a while?"
Remus grinned and swallowed his mouth full of chicken. "I think I could manage the princess for a while. How 'bout it April? You want to come keep your Uncle Moony company for a few days?"
Little April understood very little of what had just been said. But she smiled and said "Unkie Moony!" again in her characteristically baby voice. That night her parents packed her small bag with everything she would need for a few days holiday to her godfather's. She kissed her mum and dad goodbye and held tightly to Remus' hand as they rocketed through the Floo network to his home on the other side of London.
Two nights later, late on the night of July thirty first, a wizened old wizard came to Remus' house and knocked on the door. "Dumbledore," he said. "What's wrong?" After several minutes whispered conversation. Remus sadly went into his goddaughter's room and gathered her things. Dumbledore looked at the sleeping child and said quietly, "She is the spitting image of Lilly, with James' eyes." April yawned in her sleep, causing her face to scrunch up. She became a curly haired blonde, "A metamorphamagus too!"
Finally Remus handed Dumbledore the bag and scooped April into his arms with tears in his eyes. She awoke slightly and sleepily wrapped her tiny arms around his neck. They carried her out to an awaiting broomstick with a passenger's basket. "Do we really have to Albus?" He asked of Dumbledore. "It's for the best. It may not be what Lily and James would have wanted, but it's really all for April's good."
Remus leaned down and kissed April's forehead. "Be good my little princess, I'll miss you, but we'll meet again princess, we will. I promise."
It was finally April's first year at Hogwarts., She could finally get away from that awful wizard's orphanage. It was odd when she was sorted because April didn't really have a last name. She had been three years old when she had been dumped on the orphanage's doorstep. They said the only name of hers that she could remember was her first and middle name, April Lilly. So Lilly had become her last name. When, "Lilly, April" was called she walked up to the sorting hat. After a minute he sorted her into Gryffindor. Finally April would have a new life!
Four years later, and it was April's fifth year at Hogwarts. They had a new Defense Against The Dark Arts teacher this year, and folks said he was pretty good. Sirius Black was on the loose this year, and this new teacher had beaten the dementors that were searching for Black off Harry Potter on the train. April couldn't explain it, but she really wasn't scared of Black, she didn't believe he was a criminal deep down in her heart for some odd reason. When she got to Defense class she felt an unusual spark of recognition for the teacher. About four weeks later she finally got the courage up to ask Professor Lupin if they had met before. His eyes had searched hers, and then said quickly, "No, I don't believe we've met Miss Lilly, I'm sorry."
And that was that.