A/N: I do not own anything Harry Potter.

Chapter 2

Sirius and Annie sat on the couch in the living room of their new house with their feet up on the coffee table and were completely exhausted from unpacking Annie's many boxes. They sat there for several minutes before realizing that they were both starving and they hadn't eaten anything since lunch and they had no food in the house.

Sirius turned to his daughter and asked "Are you as hungry as I am?"

"Only all the time," Annie said, rolling her eyes. "Just ask Aunt Lil. I eat everything and anything."

"Like father, like daughter," Sirius said, getting to his feet. "Well, we have no food and it's, "he pulled his sleeve back to look at his watch, "7:30. C'mon, we can take the motorbike into town and pick up some groceries."

"Okay, if I must," said Annie, getting to her feet and following her father out the door.

"You know I haven't used muggle money in a really long time," he said, tossing her a helmet and swinging his leg over the bike.

"Oh yeah, I forgot about that. It hasn't changed since, well, you know…" Annie trailed off. She jumped into the sidecar and pushed her helmet down over her head. Sirius sped off into the brisk summer air without comment and within minutes they were parked outside the grocery store.

"So, where to?" Sirius asked. He looked around the many aisles then turned to his daughter who was grabbing a shopping cart.

"Do you even know how to cook?" she looked at him quizzically. When she lived with the Potters, Lily did all the cooking and was the best cook she knew next to Mrs. Weasley. The most James could ever make was pasta and even then it never turned out right.

"Do you mean besides cereal?"

"Oh no, Uncle James was right! I am gonna starve!" Annie said putting her head in her hands.

Sirius laughed and put his arm around his Annie's shoulders and started pushing the cart. "I'm only joking. Besides cereal, I'm actually pretty good at making chocolate cake and pasta, something James never got the hang of. I mean I knew he was thick, but how thick could you be to boil the water with the noodles in the pot? The man also burns sauce! How you do that is beyond me but hey, what are you gonna do?"

Annie laughed knowing full well that this was no exaggeration, having watched James do this many times and failing. "I know! That's why Aunt Lily never let Uncle James do anything more than open the jar of sauce or open a package of spaghetti."

They turned down the cereal aisle and grabbed a couple boxes before going to get the things they needed for pasta. While Annie was searching for snacks, Sirius headed off to the freezers to get some milk and eggs for the morning. When they each got the items they were searching for, they met back up at the register and loaded everything on the belt. Sirius paid for the food and they brought their bags out to the motorbike. Sirius placed an enlargement charm on the sidecar so all the bags fit comfortably without falling out. He swung his leg over the bike and Annie clambered on after him, pulling her helmet over her head as she did so. They drove off into the night until they pulled into the driveway in front of the house. Sirius levitated the bags inside while Annie ran in after them. Sirius chuckled to himself and shook his head.

Sirius found Annie in the kitchen unpacking the bags and putting things in cabinets. He waved his wand and instantly everything flew into place. Annie turned around grinning and jumped up to sit on the counter opening up a box of crackers as she did so. Sirius took out a pot and filled it up with water and lit a fire underneath with his wand.

"I could've done that. You know, put the food away like that," she said, stuffing a handful of crackers in her mouth. "If I was allowed to use magic outside school but, no, it's against the law or something like that."

Sirius laughed and took the box out of her hands. "Don't eat these or you'll be too full for dinner," he said, shoving a couple in his mouth. "And if you dare try to wave your wand once, you would be out of Hogwarts faster than you can say Quidditch."

Annie smiled and grabbed the box back and put it on the counter next to her. "So is dinner ready yet?" she said looking into the pot.

"Almost. Why don't you go get some plates and some butterbeer and I'll finish up here, got it?" Sirius asked.

"Got it!" Annie slipped off the counter and made her way to the cabinets. She pulled out two plates, laid them on the table and turned to the fridge to get some butterbeers. Sirius put pasta on each plate and sat down at the table. The pair sat in silence for a few minutes, each stuffing heaps of pasta in their mouths as they were obviously starving. Sirius set down his fork and looked over at his daughter who gave him a saucy grin. "James and Remus were right, you are like me," he said passing her a napkin.

"Thanks," she took the napkin and wiped her face. "How exactly am I like you anyway?"

"Well, for one, you eat like a pig. At Hogwarts, I always disgusted everyone at the Gryffindor table with my eating habits. Remus used to look away whenever I ate in front of him and James just shook his head," he said. "One time in our Fifth Year, he challenged me to see how many carrots I could fit in my mouth." Sirius let out a barking laugh and Annie giggled.

"So how many did you fit in your mouth?" she asked, swirling a piece of pasta around in the sauce on her plate before popping it in her mouth.

"Seventeen."

"Ha!" she exclaimed. "Last year I got twenty!"

Sirius choked on his butterbeer. "Twenty? You got twenty last year? Merlin, that's impressive."

"I think I could have gotten twenty-two if Professor McGonagall didn't come over and told me to spit them out and deducted five points from Gryffindor for immaturity," Annie said, shrugging her shoulders.

Sirius laughed. "Please tell me Moony saw you do this?"

Annie smiled. "He did. He walked by just as Fred and George counted the twentieth one. He said congratulations and just kept walking. I didn't quite understand why he said that, I guess, until right now."

Sirius laughed and got up from the table and took the two now completely empty dishes to the sink. "He probably got flashbacks and went to go hurl."

Annie let out a bark-like laugh just like her father's and got up from the table. They walked into the living room and resumed the same positions they were in earlier. After a couple minutes of silence Sirius finally turned to his daughter and said, "So, tell me what I've missed."

"What do you mean?" she asked, turning to him and looking confused. "We just ate dinner and we walked out here? You haven't missed much."

"No," he said. "I mean what have I missed these past twelve years. I was in Azkaban. I only got updates every couple of months. Give me something! I want to know everything that happened in your life. I'm your father; I have a right to know!"

"You want to know everything?" she asked. Sirius nodded. "Everything? Well if you insist." They talked for hours, staying up until the early hours of the morning. Sirius really did want to know everything; he wanted to know about what she did in school, about growing up with the Potters, about the Weasleys and Hermione, Quidditch, her numerous detentions and how she got them. Everything. And Annie was happy to recount all of her memories to him until they both finally fell asleep on the couch.