"What?" Sirius looked down and saw a little girl with curls of Weasley red. This would be Harry's almost-daughter. He squatted down to be more on her height. "I'm Sirius -- that's my name, I mean," he said solemnly. "I'm sort of Harry's replacement dad, so he says I'm your almost-sorta granddad. I don't know about that, but if it's true, I probably owe you presents."