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Summary: When Sirius had them change secret Keepers, he created a second plan just encase something happened. It wasn't because he thought anything would happen, but due to engraved Black paranoia, he prepared by calling in a relative that had left the magical world. On the night the Potters died, he made a call to ensure that his Goddaughter would be well taken care of. As a result, Harriet Jasmine Potter disappeared from the magical world and wouldn't be seen for a few years. AU!Fem!Harry. Fem!Mentor!Viper. Misguided!Dumbledore.

Sirius held his newly orphaned Goddaughter in his arms as carefully as possible while dialing the number he'd hoped he would never have to. It was answered on the first ring, "Mou, time is money."

"Cousin," Sirius grimaced at the misers tone, "It happened,"

The line went quiet for a few moments, "I'll be in England as soon as possible. Do you know where the old man might place her?"

"He'll probably disregard everyone's wishes and place her with Petunia," Sirius answered with a slight scowl as he began to make his way out of the house.

A low huffing sound left the other line, "Where?"

Sirius attempted to keep his composure up as he moved over Lily's body on his way out of the house, "Number four, Private Drive, Surrey. Lily once went there with me after she found out about Harriet in an attempt to bridge the gap between them. It didn't go well."

"Mou, you owe me extra for dealing with Xenophobic idiots," Sirius didn't know if he should laugh or cry at the moment.

He stepped over James and swallowed heavily as he murmured, "Thank you for this, Viper."

Sirius ended the call before the other could reply and made his way outside. Hagrid appeared as he walked out of the cottage and asked, "Sirius, are they-"

"He got them," Sirius took a deep breath as he reached the large man, "Dumbledore sent you?"

"Aye," Hagrid looked at Harriet and swallowed, "Ta 'ink she made it,"

"Lily's hand, Hagrid, Lily's hand," Sirius carefully handed over his goddaughter, "I need to go find Peter,"

"Right," Hagrid held Harriet carefully.

Sirius sent Hagrid off with his motorcycle and growled deeply as he glared at nothing, "Time to go hunt down a fucking rat."

Viper scowled beneath her hood as she traveled through the bland neighborhood. She didn't like this at all and would be charging her cousin through the nose when she next saw him. Viper's scowl faltered as she corrected that statement: If she saw him again. With the wizarding world being the way it was, she was not hopeful on his survival rates. Soon enough, Viper reached number four and walked up to the door while grimacing at the loud screeching coming from somewhere in the house. If that was Harriet-What kind of name was that?!-Viper would double what Sirius owed her for dumping such a noisy charge on her. Knocking on the door as loud as she dared, Viper had to wait over five minutes for the door to open. When it did, Viper sneered at the sight of the horse faced woman that immediatly shouted, "What the hell is a freak like you doing here?!"

"I'm here for the child," Viper answered with a slight scowl, "Her Godfather sent me to collect her as it was quite clear you would be better off without her,"

"Take the blasted girl," Petunia Dursley nee Evans moved towards the boot cupboard of all places and Viper's well managed calm snapped causing the area around her to fluctuate.

Of all the places the woman had placed her own flesh and blood, it was in a cupboard. The memories of her own upbringing came back and Viper sneered darkly. Viper took out the papers that would have the child under her care and with a new name. Taking the emerald eyed toddler from the woman and noting the bruises, Viper handed the papers over, "Sign them and we'll be gone."

Viper would be making no promises of what would happen when they were gone. After all, the woman didn't know anything about the mafia with how she acted around the strongest mist. When she took the papers from the woman, Viper used her flames on the house to ensure that the Dursley family would find themselves with a string of bad luck. Viper turned and left as the horse faced woman looked at her in alarm even as Viper's flames ensure no word of what happened would pass the woman's lips.

As Viper left the neighborhood, she peered down at the bruised and slightly smelly child, "Mou, you're going to cost me, aren't you?"

The child giggled softly and hugged Viper.

End!