“NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!”
The world seemed to become in slow motion, as Rose Potter, the girl-who-lived, beater of trolls, new marauder and many other less pleasant titles, watched as the blasting spell hit her godmother, the only real family she got.left, her rock, her teacher, and slowly been thrown in the veil’s direction.
Placed in his immovable black stone altar, sealed in his dark circular room, deep down the department of mysteries, stood the biggest of them all. Very little was known about it. It was already there when the wizard people arrived, and probably would still be there when they inevitably killed themselves in a idiotic power struggle. The only thing it was known for sure about it was that no one could come back from it. One way ticket to nowhere.
The man who shot the spell was also watching whiling. Sirius “once known as Black” had evil grey eyes and a even worse smile oh his pretty face. Dressed in his death eater attire and glowing wand, he savored as the woman he hated most in the world trip on her own feet and started falling to oblivion. Bellatrix Black was no more!
Rose tried to run after her, to save her, but Remus held her back. Hermione covered her mouth with her hands. Susan and Neville where still out in the cold.
That was when it happened. The thing that no one through it was possible. The thing only the craziest fiction writers in the magical world could have imagined.
The veil spill someone out.
All the sound in the room, from Rose’s scream to Sirius maniacal laugh died. Every person held their breath as they watched the boy come tumbling out of the ether, tripping like a bad floo travel. He bumped into Bellatrix with a dry sound of bashing heads, arms entwined in the clumsiest dance the world had ever seen. They spun around, trip and fell to the floor.
To Rose, the world finally come back to the normal speed when she watched Bellatrix falling, wide eyed, on her ass, her high heeled leather boots up into the air with a loud “Eeeeep” sound, while the black haired boy face landed in between her legs, his head inside her black shining skirt. Rose raised an eyebrow, was that really happening? Sirius “no name” lowered his wand in confusion, before looking around to his fellow death eaters and start laughing.
Bella saw the boy’s head disappearing inside her skirt, and could feel his mouth and nose touching her trimmed mount. Of all days for going commando, this had to happen, “damn Rose, didn't even gave me time to get properly dressed before getting into trouble.” She thought.
But something else was happening, something weird. The boy’s heavy and warm breath directly over her most sensitive spot started sending jolts of electricity over her body. Bella was not a teen anymore, she hasn't been for a while, but right now, of all times, she felt like one. The ex auror blushed as she felt herself getting wet. “Hey, live and death situation here!” Her brain was screamed, but her body solemnly choose to ignore it. Why this felt so hot? Who was this boy?
But she was distracted by the laughs from the death eaters around them. Flushed, she looked around, Sirius and the other black robed men looking at her with almost hysterical expressions.
“Are you alright, Mum?” Rose screamed, and her voice seemed to wake the boy, he moved his head, rubbing his nose and mouth over Bella’s clitoris, sending an even stronger jolt of magical pleasure over her. Bella moaned loudly, making the death eaters laugh even more. Rose, Hermione and Sirius were astonished, the situation was so surreal they almost couldn't react to it.
The boy looked at Bella. The witch was hit by the familiar deep emerald green gaze she loved for so long, looking directly into her purple eyes, making her shiver in a mixture of surprise, excitement and fear. After a second, his eyes seemed to grow wide with recognition, not only of who she was, but to where on her he was, and then the unimaginable happened again.
Rose Potter watched in confusion as a strong boost of magic left the strange boy and embraced her godmother. Bella threw her head back, her eyes rolling with a scream, but not a painful one. Rose knew this scream all too well, her godmother was cumming. And it was a big one, the boy’s face got splattered with Bella’s fluids, the woman arched her back and the scream turned into a loud moan. A bright light surrounded both Bella and the boy, and the death eaters stopped laughing. Sirius could see something big was happening here, that was something he had already seen before. The light got even brighter, before blasting out everywhere, with a explosion like sound.
Sirius quickly ducked out of the way, but the other three death eaters were not fast enough. The light got them right in the chest, sending the black robed men hard against the walls with bone cracking sounds. Opportunistic enough, the powerful magical burst seemed to ignore Rose, Remus and Hermione, like a convenient plot device.
Bella laid on her back, panting in bliss after her intense orgasm. The mysterious boy slowly stood up, he was dressed in a plain white shirt, worn out jeans and red converse shoes, looking around in confusion. With a swift movement, he produced and raised his own wand. Bellatrix looked at him, so close as she was, in her post orgasmic bliss, she could see a dim light around him. “This is not possible…” She thought.
“Well…” Sirius “no name” voice echoed through the chamber. “That was indeed very weird and very fun, but I guess that is my clue…” The powerful dark wizard pointed his wand at the boy and screamed “BOMBARDA” before turning and running away, not even concerned with the results of his spellwork.
The boy moved fast, grabbing the lying Bella and rolling out of the spell area while smoke and debris exploded around him. Rose screamed in rage, and elbowed Remus in the hips, getting herself free and turning to where Sirius had run off.
“You tried to kill her!” The “girl who lived” screamed before running after the death eater in blind rage.
The boy watched the girl going, she had messy raven black hair, high cheekbones and the deepest green eyes he had ever seen, although now they were burning in anger. She was wearing a Hogwarts school uniform with Gryffindor colors under shredded school robes, and the same red shoes as himself, he noticed before she disappeared in the dark corridor.
He looked at his own hands in confusion. They looked different than he remembered, not so cadaveric, then he looked around the chamber in disbelief, he could see Remus and Hermione looking back at him with open mouths.
“Wait…” his voice was weak, low. “I remember this! Oh bloody hell” He made to run after Rose, only to find his path blocked by the confused werewolf.
“Who are you?” Remus Lupin asked with a roaring voice.
“Remus!” The all familiar boy said, and the werewolf was taken aback by the sound of his own name. “It’s really great to see you alive, but something really bad is about to happen , I need to help her!” With a faint faster than the older wizard was prepared for, the boy pushed him to the side, and run after Rose, hoping he could remember his way inside the ministry after all those years.
Rose Potter was in a world of pain. She felt like the monster standing in front of her was tearing her very soul apart. The pain on her scar was intense, but the worse was the growing, overwhelming presence inside her head. It was like a shadow, like it knew all the pain and ugliness Rose herself hid inside her. And it was talking with her.
“You don't need them…” The voice hissed like a snake inside her head. “You have me, we can be as one once again. I can see you want it, I can see inside you Rose Potter, inside your incomplete soul. We can rule the wizardry world together…” Each word was accompanied by a world of pain.
Rose realized how not prepared for that she was… definitely not prepared at all…
The boy was able to navigate the labyrinth like corridors of the ministry and arrive at the entrance hall, just to find what looked like a war zone. Pieces of rubble and marble were scrawled everywhere, fuming craters on the ground, showing the aftermath of the powerful magical battle. He saw the great Albus “Many names” Dumbledore on his knees, trying to get up next to what was left from the fountain’s statue.
But what dominated his vision was the shield of dirt and magic flowing around Rose, who was on her knees, paralyzed in a silent scream. Her eyes wide open but unseeing.
“No, I'm too late…” The boy called with tears in his eyes. How weird, and painful was to watch it from the outside.
“Who… who are you?” Came the weak voice of Albus Dumbledore, the headmaster of Hogwarts, supreme mugwump, chief warlock of the wizengamot, and senile old man in charge, asking the boy while his eyes darted to his forehead to his eyes and back.
“Not now old man, I have to save… Rose… how do I even know her name?” The boy snapped, and walked towards the shield.
“Don't!” Albums screamed. “Don't do it young man. This shield will repel you, maybe even kill you in the process, it is too dangerous!” His voice was frantic. “Rose must overcome this by herself!”
The boy glared at him, clenching his fingers around his wand. With a sigh, he looked at the shield, and simply walk trough it, to the total astonishment of the headmaster.
“How…” The old wizard was baffled.
The boy looked at the girl in front of him, tears burning his eyes. He kneeled down besides her. It was weird, she was so familiar, yet so different, her pale skin and raven black hair. Full lips and darkened green eyes. Her glasses were scattered in the ground, and her shaking hand still held the all familiar wand with resolve.
The boy didn't know what to do, so he just followed his instincts, as he had done so many times before. He touched his forehead to her’s and whispered, in a soft, calm tone. “Rose, I know it's hard, I know that monster is tearing your very soul apart. But you can do it Rose, I am here with you now. I know it's so painful you just want to die right now. But YOU ARE STRONG. You are stronger than that monster, you can do it. You can free yourself Rose!”
Rose was lost in the dark, with only the monstrous presence in her soul as company, when she heard his voice. She barely could hear it at first, but it was there, and she focused all her will on it. Rose could feel his magic reaching out to her, trying to protect her. She could hear his heartbeat, resonating with hers, beating at the same rytmin before she could clearly hear his voice.
She was not alone in the dark anymore, and the creature inside her soul knew that, and hissed in anger.
“YOU ARE STRONG!” The voice screamed, and Rose knew it was true, she could fight it and win.
The beautiful girl screamed, in anger and pain closing her eyes. “GET OUT OF MY HEAD!” There was a explosion of shadows coming out from Rose’s scar, and she lost her balance, but the boy held her in a firm and grateful grasp, the magical shield crumbled around them.
Rose opened her eyes and looked directly at him. Green meet green for the first time, their magic flaring and dancing around them.
“T… thank you… I could hear you… in the dark… I could feel you…”
There was a crack, and both teens looked. The floating shadows started taking human form right in front of them, and the boy stood up, preparing himself to a battle he was never ready for.
His eyes widened in surprise. He was certainly not prepared for this.
The shadows formed a hooded dark figure. The hood casted shadows over its face, making it impossible to distinguish any features. The cloak floated over her feminine, well proportioned body, moving like it was alive. The figure used a black corset, with dark purple strings, emphasizing her well endowed bust. And the fiend on her robes showed a muscular, well toned unnatural milk white leg. Her hands had long white fingers, pointed by sharp claw like black nails. Darkness seemed to dance around her in a aura of power and fear.
It didn't matter, not for the boy. Not anymore.
“Who are you?” The hooded darkness hissed, with a voice full of venom and anger, her eyes glowing with a red light under the shadows.
The boy pointed his wand at her.
“My name is HARRY FUCKING POTTER!”
Everyone stood in silence. Rose opened and closed her mouth a couple times, but no sound came of it. Bella, Remus and Hermione, who had just entered the hall stopped, astonished. Albus Dumbledore mind started racing after hearing the name, and the hooded darkness was taken aback. The monster was trembling.
Bella was the first to recover, maybe th and to her training as an auror. She pointed her wand at the dark Lady and yelled.
“You lost V, even you can't take all of us!”
“Indeed Bellatrix Black, my dear, that is an unfortunate turn of events.” The dark lady hissed, without looking alway from Harry and Rose. “But I feel things are about to get interesting!” With a flash of darkness, the dark lady vanished with a laugh.
“Bitch…” Rose said out loud, raising to her feet.
“Rose! Language!” Hermione admonished.
“Ah! Bite me Hermione!” Rose answered waving her hand before turning to Harry. There was something there. Rose felt a pull, she felt like letting herself go on those eyes. She had to fight the urge to hug him. “That is so weird…”
“Yes… really weird…” Harry answered, facing her. He was around a inch taller than her, the same round glasses. Her hair was longer, with a stylish cut and her green eyes almost hypnotized him. “So, that it's what it feels like.” He thought, getting lost on the deep general orbs. He felt magic acting weird around them, almost like reaching into her.
“Thank you… for saving me.” Rose finally said. “I could hear your voice, and… feel you…” Before she finished, the boy, Harry, went out cold, and fell to the ground. She angrily turned around, only to see Albus Dumbledore holding his fuming wand.
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