A/N- I'm going to make it so that Harry and Tonks already kind of know each other, meeting in between books or movies or whatever.

Chapter 3

Alyssa's eyes snapped open. Someone, or something, was in the house with them. She knew it couldn't be the Dursley's as they were all still at the hospital, worrying about Dudley's mental state. It should have been just her and Harry. "Daddy. Daddy! Papa, wake up!" Alyssa begged, pushing against Harry's arms, which were wrapped tightly around her. Harry shifted in his sleep, his eyebrows furrowing in confusion.

"Sleep." Harry's mumbled command was heard in Alyssa's right ear.

"Papa, no! You've got to wake up! I heard something! Someone's here!" Alyssa said in protest from her spot on the small bed, becoming more scared and frustrated. Harry's eyes snapped open and he jumped up, pushing Alyssa behind him as he listened for any noise. Like Alyssa, he knew that the Dursleys were still at the hospital and wouldn't be returning until later that morning, allowing time for the doctors to run more tests on Dudley's state of mind. Therefore, no one, except the father and daughter, should be in the home. Despite this fact, Harry heard a distinct yelp as the Dursleys umbrella stand hit the floor with a loud crash and a feminine voice angrily mumbled, "Silly muggles," from downstairs.

The Gryffindor lifted Alyssa from her spot on the bed and settled her onto his back, effectively giving her a piggyback ride, as he edged closer to the source of the voice below. Alyssa made an indignant whine in protest, as soon as Harry had awoken she had already begun to fall back asleep. "Shh," Harry murmured, "I just want you with me in case we're being taken somewhere, I'm not leaving you alone again, not with them."

Alyssa sighed sleepily. On a normal occasion the thought of meeting Harry's friends would make her face light up in anticipation, yet at two in the morning, the only thing Alyssa cared about was snuggling further into Harry and getting back to sleep. Harry shook his head and snuck down the stairs, slightly shifting his hold on Alyssa.

"Wotcher Har-" Tonks started loudly but was quickly shushed when the small girl on Harry's back came into view.

"Who is she?" Remus Lupin asked, coming to stand on the left of Tonks. Harry mumbled her identity under his breath, to quiet for the other wizards in the room to understand.

"Speak up boy!" A man who Harry assumed to be the real Mad-eye Moody commanded.

Harry sighed, sending Moody a slight glare for being so loud, before speaking, "Her name is Alyssa. Alyssa Lily Potter." Harry ignored the gasps that sounded from around the room. "She's my daughter." Silence engulfed the room after his announcement.

Mad-eye was the first to regain his senses, "You have a lot of explaining to do," Harry winced at the seriousness in his voice, "but you can explain to everyone at once as soon as we get to headquarters."

Remus was the next to recover, "Yes. Come along Harry." Remus grasped Harry's forearm and said, "You'll ride with me, that way you can hold onto her." He motioned to Alyssa.

"My stuff," Harry protested as he was taken through the front door of the Dursleys home, "Its still under the stairs. And Alyssa has nothing to wear!" Lupin ignored his protests and brought him over to a broom settled against the white fence of the Dursleys yard.

"We already have your things," the werewolf explained, grasping the broom and helping Harry get settled behind him, "I know you have your wand in your pocket," he continued as they began to rise into the sky, " and Molly has some old clothes of Ginny's that we can resize to fit the little one." Harry rolled his eyes and tightened his hold on Alyssa as they began to move across the night sky of Surrey. It was still early. Alyssa was tired, he was tired and he had a long, lengthy, explanation ahead of him, might as well shut up and enjoy the view. After a few hours in the sky, Harry and the others reached a long row of townhouses. Alyssa had awoken about an hour before they landed and was now taking everything in awe.

"Can the girl read?" Moody's gruff voice startled both Harry and Alyssa as they tiredly climbed off the broom. Harry nodded in reply, covering Alyssa's mouth before she could make some witty remark in return. Alyssa huffed but stayed quiet after a look from Harry. Moody grunted and handed a paper to Harry, with instructions to memorize it but not to say it out loud. Unrolling the piece of paper, Harry knelt down to Alyssa's height and passed it to her so that she could also read the faded print.

Staring at it for a moment, Alyssa silently mouthed the words; The headquarters of the Order of the Phoenix can be found at Number Twelve Grimmauld Place, London. Giving herself, and Harry, a sharp nod when she was done. Once Harry had looked over it and double checked Alyssa had too, looked up to give Moody a sceptical look after noticing that there was no number twelve on either side of the gasped and tugged Harry's sleeve to get his attention. Harry looked to where Alyssa was pointing only to see numbers 11 and 13 separating from one another to form another house in between them. The muggles not seeming to notice the earthquake like feeling the movement caused.

"Welcome," Remus said formally, "to the order of the Phoenix headquarters." Alyssa smiled brightly at Remus and he looked down at her and smiled back, curiously yet fondly. Harry shook his head at the two and began walking up to the door of the house. Well, he thought, can't put off the storytelling for too long.