Sirius had gone into labour three weeks early and on December 1st he sat in a hospital bed with his husband holding his new daughter cradled in his arms. They were enjoying the first nurse and some alone time with their little girl. Though a bit early she was healthy and strong. She was Sirius all over again except for her proud Papa's warm amber eyes and light brown hair. She had both of her dads wrapped around her little finger.

Sirius looked up from his daughter. "Do you think that we should let the family in soon? You know they will be excited to meet our precious little girl here soon."

Remus took his daughter for a burp. "I just wish the entire family was here to greet her."

His husband knew who he meant. Remus did not realize that Sirius knew. He knew his husband had sent his pocket watch to Harry. Or that he had gone to the train station. He hadn't at the time. But he had when the letter came. Remus had been at work. He had read the letter from their son. Harry had said he had been touched by the watch. He had wanted to know if it meant Remus still wanted to be a part of his life. It begged him to write back either way. Harry had just wanted to know what it meant. He was sure Harry got the message. Sirius had burned the letter. Their son had made his bed and he would lie in it now.

Sirius kissed Remus and the baby. "Harry has made his choice. We have our first child now and we will have a son down the line I am sure of it."

Remus looked at him. "We have a son. We adopted him. And I just wish this little one would have a chance to know her big brother one of these days."

Looking down at the sleeping face of his beautiful new daughter Remus was aching for Harry. He had been there when Harry was born even if it was not his son back then. He had regretted his words moments after saying them. He had not gone to the wedding because he had been scared of causing problems for his marriage. He had hoped when he sent the watch he might have bee able to heal some wounds with his son. He had hoped the message on the back Harry would have understood. He had seriously believed that Harry would have written to him with time but he hadn't. He knew his son was so hurt from him and Sirius refusing to be at the wedding and he could not blame his son for hating him. But he desperately wanted both his kids there. Harry was his son and always would be.

The door opened and the Tonks and Weasleys, and Moody came in. They had been in the waiting room ad had been told the baby had come but had been kept out to give the new dads some time alone with the baby so they could have a chance to bond with their new daughter before they were hit with everyone else.

Tonks and Moody had been asked to be godparents, Moody replacing Harry who was to have been. Remus had wanted his son to still be but Sirius had absolutely refused to even send word to their son.

Tonks looked down at her goddaughter after signing the forms. "And what name have you chosen for your little girl?"

Sirius made the introductions. "We both got to choose a name for her so we have settled on the name Mira Felicia Black."

Mira had been chosen by Sirius as it was the name of a star and continued the Black tradition, the name also meant admirable. Felicia had been chosen by Remus for it meant happiness in Latin. But he had chosen it because it was a flower. His heart and mind had been on his son. He wanted Harry to be a part of his little sister and in failing to convince his husband to send for Harry he had chosen a flower name to honour the Evans tradition.

Eventually as everyone left after some pictures were taken and more Remus walked them out but Tonks stopped him. "Where is Harry? He should be here with her."

Remus sighed. "You know your cousin; he won't forgive Harry for marrying Lucius. He refuses to even call him our son any more."

Tonks hugged him. "He will come around some day. I will send a photo when they are developed, to Harry of his little sister if you will let me."

Nodding Remus thanked her for doing it. He did not think Harry would accept the photo if he sent it. He had refused to respond to the watch. He went back into the room and looked at his husband and daughter. He had always wanted this, a husband and family. And as much as Sirius' treatment of their son was killing him, he loved Sirius more then life itself. He just hoped Harry could be a part of it one day.

Sirius kissed him as he returned. "Our family is so perfect, me and you and our precious daughter. Thank you for all of this."

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Lucius had tried to hide the newspaper from his husband but Harry had seen it. Harry had known his sister was due in a few weeks and it seemed she had come early. He had been in pain thinking about her birth and knowing he would not be there for her arrival. Lucius had not been shocked that there was not a simple announcement but an article as she was the daughter of Lord Black and two heroes of the war but he was shocked by the quote from Sirius which had been used just under the headline. And he had tried to stop his husband from reading it. But he did.

Harry read it out loud. "Their first child, their first of hopefully a few.....I knew they were mad but......"

Lucius gathered his sobbing husband into his arms. "I am so sorry Harry. I am so sorry. I can't believe they would say that in the newspaper."

Holding Harry against his chest Lucius tried to calm him. Just like the broom incident this hurt again. Harry had been so hurt when they had not responded to his letter he had sent. But this was just one more cruel blow. One more cruel blow to remind him of what he had lost. Lucius thought that Harry was better off without them if they turned on him like this but he knew Harry did not agree. He knew Harry desperately wanted his dads. He had grown up with no family and he wanted them so bad. He wanted grandparents for the kids he and Lucius would be having down the line.

Draco had been with them and handed Harry a letter. "This came from my cousin Tonks for you. Maybe it will cheer you up a bit."

Harry opened the letter and saw a picture of the baby from the newspaper. "Mira Felicia, my little sister. Probably the closest I will ever get to her."

Looking at the photo Lucius was worried it would hurt Harry more but he found some small comfort in it. Lucius wished Harry's dads had thought to send the photo and not Tonks but at least Harry had something other then a photo from the newspaper. Lucius conjured a frame for him and put the photo on their mantle for Harry.