Thank you Brit323, Twilight Crazy Fan, Angel JJK, and Katie Chandler for the reviews. This chapter is longer than usual and I hope I can keep them at a length more like this! This chapter is dedicated to the song Viva La Vida by Coldplay. By the way, my last name is not Leanne so if you are a creepy stalker know that that would be a waste of time! I hope you enjoy.

Disclaimer: I only own Izzy and Mahira. Then again, can you really own yourself? Anyway it all belongs to JK Rowling and Stephanie Meyer!

My dad rushed in when he heard her head bump onto the floor. She wasn't bleeding and since my dad obviously recognized her and since he was being helpful, I assumed that she wasn't a foe. I started to feel bad; I said something that made her faint. God knew what it was though. Remus rushed in and seemed stunned for a moment. His eyes bulged and I could have sworn he whispered "Chirp".

"Do you think that she is who I think she is, Padfoot?" He asked Sirius who seemed to be as shocked as Remus was, maybe a bit more.

"Depends." Sirius replied, trying to joke despite whatever worry he had. "Do you think that is Ira?"

Remus paled more, and I took it that that was who he thought it was. Harry, Ginny, Hermione, Ron, and Neville walked down the stairs. Ron basically summed up the thoughts that we were asking in our heads. "Who the hell is she?"

Remus answered, while Padfoot was too busy caring for Mahira on the floor. "Mahira is the fifth marauder."

We all reacted similar ways. We all knew that there were only four marauders. Immediately even more questions came up in my head. How come nobody has mentioned her? Why isn't she on the map? If she was so close to my dad, Remus,, Peter, and James Potter why hasn't she stopped for a visit or something for the fifteen years? Did she know Sirius was innocent from day one, or did she recently find out?

"But Professor Lupin, there are only four marauders." Hermione answered. How did her brain really work that fast, I had barely thought that far?

"Mahira is oh so definitely one of us." Remus snorted, "She just doesn't like being recognized so she isn't on the map. Actually she was the brains for at least half our plans. The other half was for James and Sirius to play on your potions teacher."

"But why haven't we heard of her?" Harry asked. "I mean really, how could you leave another marauder out of the story when you told us in the shack."

Sirius answered this time. "Why don't you ask her yourself" and we all noticed that she was stirring. She stood up slowly and opened her eyes. She saw my dad and blinked a couple of times. "Padfoot." She muttered. "I believe we made a bet about my getting hurt by your family next time I came in here. I owe you ten galleons." She laughed. "Aw, come here." She laughed again and hugged him. "You too, Mooney!"

I stared. Yup, this girl definitely knew the marauders seeing the recognition of both the nicknames. The thing is, she couldn't be a marauder. She was probably twenty years tops. It was impossible for her to have attended school with Sirius.

"Uh... What's going on?" Harry and I asked at the same time. She looked over and grinned when she saw Harry.

"God, Prongslett, you look just like James did when he was your age. 'Cept you have Lil's eyes. "

"Prongslett?" Harry asked, confused. Ginny and I sniggered at the name.

"Yup. Descendent of Prongs." Mahira grinned. "And no, the names not going away. You have had it since you were like born. Man you've grown."

"Er… Who exactly are you?" Harry asked.

"Oh, yeah." Mahira said, frowning a bit. "I forgot that you probably don't remember me. My name is Mahira. I was your parent's best friend. Sorry I haven't been able to take care of you. I was kinda in hiding myself." She grimaced.

Sirius grinned at her. "You might say you've had a hard time. I don't blame you. But I have had more things to do. I escaped Azkaban to murder Ron's pet rat, found said rat in the shrieking shack and got threatened by James' own son, relived our full moon exploits minus three marauders which I really don't recommend, then escaped on a hippogriff to get away from the ministry peoples who were after me, which made sense seeing as people thought I was the one who betrayed the Potters, and of course learned about the daughter that I didn't know existed until I escaped." He hugged me and I smiled.

Could it really have only two years since I learned of my father's innocence? I remembered my first two years when I tried to just stick with changing the subject. Those years were so easy. In the next, I seemed to e going in and out of the ministry every other day for interviews about my dad. She'sh I barely knew about him then other that the fact that he was in Azkaban and his name was Sirius Black. I could remember those cold glares I got from my classmates except from my friends.

"Did you have to live as a muggle and spend all your time serving coffee and not get to drink it"? She looked terrified at the idea of being tantalized by caffine. I couldn't blame her though. I had a real addiction to lattes. "Hang on, daugter?" Mahira asked and finally took notice of me. Her eyes bulged.

"Er.. yeah. After you left for that mission I was heartbroke." Sirius replied awkwardly. "I loved you so much, but Marlene took advantage of my heartbreak and intoxicated me a bit with firewiskey. I really didn't do anything on purpose, I was too drunk and you know how much she fancied me." I grimaced. I really was angry at my mom for that. Just because she had a little crush doesn't mean that she was going to go mess around with my dad when he was drunk. Heck, from what I heard she wasn't drunk herself, she had no excuse. Whoa, wait a minute, did he just say that he loved that girl? Omigod! My dad can't have loved this Mahira chick! My eyes popped out of my face like in a cartoon or something and I wanted to speak, but my dad continued.

"Anyway, I ratted her out the next day, but it turned out she was pregnant and ˆdid my best to support my daughter. Not her mother, that's for sure. I spent the entire time trying to find a way to explain it to you, but I wanted to wait until she was born because I was afraid that you would want an abortion or something." Mahira stared at my dad like he was an idiot. "I know, kind of dumb seeing as you protested abortions and stuff, but I thought you would be angry. Unfortunately, you left again when Harry was a couple days old. Ten days before Izzy was born. You have no idea how proud I was of my little girl who I named Isabella Sirius Black."

Mahira laughed. "Only you can be so selfish to put your name as your daughter middle. You have to be kidding."

"Nope, I'm Serious!" Sirius laughed.

"Dad, those jokes have been old since day one." I cut in, rolling my eyes.

"But they are still funny!" Sirius laughed.