Lena walked through the window with the baby in her arms, not paying any attention to the people in the foyer. She rushed to the maternity ward, and saw her boss, Healer Roberts, walking down the corridor towards her, perusing a chart.

"Hello, Lena, a little late tonight, are we?" he said, not looking up.

"Sir, I found her on the step," Lena said. He looked up quickly.

"She looks-- barely an hour old," he said. "Come on, we'll get her checked out and contact the Prophet." Lena followed him into the nearest delivery room. To her annoyance, he insisted that she check her out and bath her and feed her, while he contacted the necessary authorities. She really was an adorable baby.

"We need a name for her," Healer Roberts said. "Jamie?"

"No," Lena replied quickly. "How about Eleanor," she suggested, knowing that it was a bad move.

"Perfect," her boss had said as he rushed out of the room.

Lena laid little Eleanor in the glass cot beside her. She looked at her watch.

"Sirius, you're late," she complained.

"Lena, the Prophet won't be here," Healer Roberts said when he returned. "There's something big happening, and this little one isn't as important." Lena felt extremely guilty. Rejected twice before she was a day old. And she was doing her best to reject her as well.

"How are you feeling?" Healer Roberts asked her. Lena was surprised.

"I'm fine, why do you ask?"

"Lena, I've been treating pregnant witches for twenty years," he said.

"Do you think I can't spot the symptoms?" Lena smiled. "Why haven't

you said anything? Does Sirius know?" Lena shook her head.

"Its complicated," she said.

"You're starting to show," he pointed out. "What are you, five months?"

"I know," she said. "He's coming over soon, I'm going to tell him then. He's actually late."

"He'll be here. Can I leave her with you?" Healer Roberts asked. "It's a quiet night, and Susie and I have deliveries covered. You and her seem to have formed a bond." Lena nodded. "And when you tell him, I'm examining you," he added as he left.

Lena looked at the baby. "I'm so sorry," she whispered. "For everything. Can we be friends?"

"Lena," Remus said, rushing into the room out of breath. "Something awful's happened, Voldemort's been defeated."

"How is that awf-- no!" she said, standing up. "Don't--It can't be-- Lily and James?"

"H-he killed them," Remus choked. Lena felt light-headed.

"And Harry?" she asked.

"Well-- and this is where it gets odd -- he couldn't kill Harry. Somehow Harry destroyed him." Lena sat down quickly, attempting to digest all this. Poor Harry -- an orphan... He had them, though--

Sirius!

"Where's Sirius?" she asked. "Have they got him?"

"We're looking for him," Remus said. Tears came to her eyes.

"I was complaining about him being late," she sobbed. "Oh-- Eleanor!"

"Who's Eleanor?" Remus asked, but Lena was in no state to be coherent. He noticed the cot beside her with 'Baby Eleanor' written on a card at the top. The baby looked familiar...

"Lena, who is Eleanor?" he repeated.

"BellatJmeimpbaby," she blubbered.

"Sorry?"

"Bellatrix Lestrange Imperio-ed James into having a baby," she said. "Siri found her and I delivered the baby. She's abandoned her, so I lied and told them I found her." She wiped her eyes.

"Shit." Remus hardly swore, Lena was taken aback.

"Lena," Healer Roberts said, re-entering. "I've heard. How are you doing?"

"I have to leave," she said. "Sirius was their Secret Keeper, he's been taken. I have to find him."

"You're in no condition to chase Death Eaters," the Healer said firmly.

"I can't just sit here," Lena said. "They have him!"

"What does he mean, Lena?" Remus asked.

"Nothing," she replied.

"Lena?"

"I'm having a baby, are you happy now?" Lena snapped. Remus paled, and swept her into a hug.

"Oh, Lena," he said, rubbing her back.

"Are you going to look for him?" she asked.

"If you want me to stay with you, I will," he said.

"I don't want anything to happen to you," Lena said, "but I'm not going to stop you." Remus squeezed her tighter.

"I promise you I'll be back," he said. He Disapparated.

Eleanor stirred in her sleep. Healer Roberts hugged Lena.

"We'll find him," he said. "Are you ok?"

"Yes," she lied. "I wonder where Harry is?"

"'E's 'ere, Lena," Hagrid said. from the door. Lena rushed over to take the crying baby from him.

"Oh, Harr," she said, stroking his hair. "I know, I know."

"Eea, mama," Harry sobbed.

"Mummy loves you very very much. Daddy, too. But they've had to go away. But they'll always be looking over you. And lena, and Sirius and Remus will e here for you, too." She looked at his forehead. "Let's make sure you're ok."

"Amazing," Healer Roberts said once they'd finished checking him out.

"He's not hurt at all, apart from that cut."

"Harry's a pretty amazing little boy," she said, tracing the cut with her finger.

"Can you get rid of it?" the Healer asked. Lena held her wand over it, and it glowed red.

"No," she said. "That's not a normal cut."

"Er, Lena, I 'ave ter take 'im back now," Hagrid said. Lena picked

Harry up and held him tightly to her.

"No!" she said. "He's staying with me, and Sirius, when he gets back."

"Sirius gave 'im ter me," Hagrid said. "Dumbledore insists."

"Where is he going?" Lena wanted to know.

"Ter 'is aunt," Hagrid said.

"Petunia!" she exclaimed. "No way."

"Dumbledore knows best," Hagrid said. "Give 'im ter me." Lena sighed.

"Can I say goodbye?" she asked. "Alone?" Hagrid nodded, and everyone left the room.

"Harry, I love you. And so do Sirius and Remus," she said. "Don't forget that. And when you get your letter, we'll look you up. The entire world owes you so much." Eleanor whimpered. Lena looked at the cot.

"Baba," Harry sniffled.

"Yes, Harry, baba." She carried him over to the baby. "This is your little sister, Eleanor."

"Mah," Harry said, blowing her a kiss. Lena smiled as tears rolled down her cheeks.

"Have you got one for me?" Harry leaned forward and gave her a sloppy kiss.

"Goodbye, Harry," she said. "See you soon, eh?" She walked to the door

and handed him to Hagrid.

"You said you saw Sirius?" she asked.

"'E was at Godric's 'Ollow," Hagrid said. "'E fought me over 'Arry, too, but eventually gave me 'is bike. Said 'e 'ad somethin' ter do."

"That's odd," Lena said.

"Best be gettin' off. Can' keep Dumbledore waitin'." Harry started to cry again as Hagrid walked down the corridor. As if she knew he was leaving, Eleanor began wailing, too. Lena went to her and picked her up.

"He didn't want to leave you, sweetie," she said. She sat rocking the baby for what seemed like forever, until Remus returned. He was very pale.

"Have you found him?" she asked.

"Peter did," he replied hollowly.

"Is he ok?"

"Peter isn't."

"What?"

"He blew up a street."

"Why would Peter blow up a street?"

"It wasn't Peter, it was Sirius."

"Why would Sirius blow up a street?"

"Peter had cornered him. For betraying James and Lily."

"Don't be ridiculous. Siri'd never betray James."

"What else could have happened?" Remus asked. "If it was tortured out of him, they wouldn't have let him live."

"I can't believe that," Lena insisted. "Not Siri--"

"Lena, you're the one that's een saying he's changed lately."

"Not into a Death Eater, Remus--" An owl flew in the window. Remus took the letter.

"For you," he said. Lena took it in her free hand. As her eyes travelled down the parchment, she grew paler.

"I am such an idiot," she said. "It was him." she handed the letter to Remus and found she could barely stand, She sat by the edge of Eleanors cot,

"Sirius."

Remus read quickly through the letter growing even paler if that were possible

Lena,

Her name, Is Salome Black.

And she is indeed a Black. Pure like a Black.

Toujours Pur

Now that formalities are done. Remember this for as long as you live.
You will raise my child, My Salome. But I will always be there. You will tell her that muggles and mudbloods and mongrels like yourself are to be respected and she may well believe it. But there will come a day when she questions who she is. And on that day Lena White, she will learn of her true heritage.

Oh congratulations on your little mongrel spawn, Hopefully it will grow to be just as much a Black as its dear father.
He really did have you all fooled didn't he...He'd never betray dear Prongs, And now he goes to Askaban for the first time in years able to be a true Black.

But then I suppose that was the bravery of the Gryffindor in him. Even I was impressed when he had you deliver my child. That really must rub salt in the wound. For someone that will now, never be a Black you do find yourself now embroiled in our legacy.

Perhaps I should ask Mrs Pettigrew for a loan of dear Peters finger, so you may teach your child of what its father truly was

Black by name. Black by nature
It's in the blood. Sirius knows that, as I do.
Enjoy

Bellatrix.

"Bitch." Remus swore agian.

"Bastard." Lena joined him. "I trusted him, he played me like a fool."

"He played us all, Lena. What do we do with her now?" Remus asked, looking at the now sleeping bundle in her arms

"I think I've become attached to her," Lena said. "I want to keep her."

"What?"

"She deserves a loving home, after all she's been through. None of this is her fault."

"Lena, she's a Black!"

"So's my baby, Remus," she said softly. "And I'm not giving it away, so why should she be sent to strangers?"

"It's up to you, Lena," Remus sighed.

"You will still stay around, won't you?" Lena asked.

"Of course," he said. "We have to stick together."