A warning to all those who decided to read this story: I DEEPLY APOLOGIZE IF SOME OF THE THINGS MENTIONED IN THIS STORY IS WRONG. I MERELY WATCHED THE HARRY POTTER MOVIES AND SEARCHED INFORMATION IN THE HARRY POTTER WIKI (also Pottermore.)

I only made this story out of pure boredom and curiosity. I wanted to see if I could do good in making a Harry Potter story and so far... *winces* not so good. To those who were wondering, I decided to add some flare from 'The Secrets Of The Immortal Nicholas Flamel' series written by Michael Scott thankfully, I had read the series but not all of them actually- I only read 'The Alchemyst', 'The Sorceress' and 'The Necromancer' (heck I barely finished The Necromancer since I got too lazy.)

Reviews are welcome!

DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN HARRY POTTER AND THE SECRETS OF THE IMMORTAL NICHOLAS FLAMEL

August 3, 1988

"Ai'eesha!"

Upon hearing her name, a girl immediately jumped away from her creaking bed. She dropped the paper she was holding before dashing towards the living room. The girl hopped off from the last step of the stairs and entered the brightly-lit room after taking a deep breath.

Her parents always loved decorating the house with lights, proclaiming that whatever the light touches were theirs. Although, they never really bothered to decorate her room since her room was only lit by a thin candle on her bedside.

"Yes mother?" Ai'eesha asked, straightening her back to look more poised.

Mrs. Collins, a very thin lady with a superiority complex, hushed the girl immediately and shot a smile at the man sitting right next to her. Ai'eesha couldn't help but to giggle quietly when she noticed that the stranger was trying his best to stay away from her mother, as seen from his actions.

But wait—where's her dad?

"Honey, what are you doing?" Mr. Collins emerged from the kitchen with a steaming mug in his hand, his eyebrows raised at his wife's flirtatious look at their guest. He passed his hot drink to Ai'eesha, who yelped silently when the mug burned her hands but kept it into her grasp, nonetheless. Noticing Ai'eesha's discomfort, Mr. Collins smirked before snatching his drink back after a moment.

Mrs. Collins rolled her dull brown eyes at her husband and scowled deeply. "Well, dear, I was introducing our lovely guest to our wonderful daughter here."

'But she just waved me off awhile ago.' Ai'eesha thought sully before composing herself again. "It's nice to meet you, sir…?"

"Sir Fleming. Nicholas Fleming." The man smiled. "It's an honor to meet you, Ai'eesha."

PRESENT DAY

July 15, 1991

"Ai'eesha…. Ai'eesha… Come on, wake up!"

"…ef dun wake…."

"Speak English, you moron."

SMACK

"Ouch! What was that for!?"

Rubbing her eyes, Ai'eesha shot a glare at the frowning boy beside her who suddenly stopped complaining and started laughing at her. She scrunched her nose in confusion as she watched the boy struggle to form words.

"Y-You look terrible!"

SMACK

"Get out!" The fuming brunette shrieked and threw the pillow she used to hit the boy with. With a loud yelp, the boy scrambled to leave her room. "Good-for-nothing brat!" Ai'eesha huffed in annoyance before standing up to pick up her precious pillow.

She was about to return to bed and go to sleep once again but found it difficult to since she was already awake. Her eyes wandered around her room before stopping when it landed on her mirror. Ai'eesha placed herself in front of it and groaned once she saw her reflection.

Gerard was right! She did look terrible! Her curly hair was standing all over the place, her eyes looked like it was swelling (probably from her constant rubbing) and was that dry drool on her chin?

"Might as well take a bath." Ai'eesha muttered before dragging her feet towards the bathroom, her shoulders slumped in defeat.

"Good morning!" A beautiful young-looking woman greeted her as soon as Ai'eesha took a step inside the small kitchen. The brunette greeted back respectfully and proceeded to sit on a chair. "How was your sleep?"

"Wonderful." Ai'eesha answered softly before frowning when she remembered her wake-up call. "Until Gerry ruined it."

Speaking of the devil, the blond-haired boy entered the kitchen with a smug smile once he heard the girl's answer. He stuck his tongue out at Ai'eesha, who playfully rolled her eyes. Gerard grinned at her widely before taking the sit across her.

"Good morning to you too, Gerard." The woman said as she set down their breakfast on the table. The said boy shouted an apology before greeting her back with a sheepish smile. Gerard immediately started eating his food, humming in enjoyment at the delicious cooking.

"Miss Flamel?"

"Oh, dear, how many times have I told you? Call me Perenelle."

Perenelle Flamel, a stunning woman with an air of authority around her, smiled kindly at her as she sat beside Gerard who was chugging down a glass of orange juice. Ai'eesha returned the smile with one of her own and started to eat.

In the back of her mind, Ai'eesha knew that Perenelle was a person to be feared with, which is why she always hesitated to call her by her name. She knew how powerful the woman across her was, Ai'eesha knew that her youthful appearance was not to be tricked with. After all, Perenelle's husband, himself, said that his wife was no ordinary 'woman' and was way more powerful than him.

And that husband of her? Well, it was no other than—

"Ah! Nicholas! How nice of you to join us!"

Perenelle stood up from her sit to greet her husband with a warm hug as Gerard and Ai'eesha also stood up to bow in front of him.

Nicholas Flamel, a man with the title as THE Alchemyst, hugged his wife back before taking the sit next to Ai'eesha.

Finally, all of them were complete in the table. Ai'eesha chewed on her bacon as she can't help but to remember the time when she first met Nicholas and how he had saved her from her horrible parents.

"Sir Fleming. Nicholas Fleming." The man smiled. "It's an honor to meet you, Ai'eesha."

And at that moment, Ai'eesha was swept over by the strong smell of mint, her eyes widening when a tint of green smoke surrounded the man's body. She rubbed her eyes to make sure that she wasn't hallucinating and lo behold, nothing changed.

"W-Who are you, really?" The 8-years old girl stuttered as she took a step back from the stranger.

Mrs. Collins, who seemed oblivious with the girl's nervousness, clicked her tongue in disgust at her daughter's rude question."Ai'eesha! How dare you speak to our guest like that! Apologize immediately!"

Ai'eesha's shoulders turned rigid. "P-Please forgive me." She muttered.

Nicholas seemed miffed by the woman's actions towards her daughter and immediately shook his head at Ai'eesha's apology. "No need to say sorry, little one. How about I explain to you why I'm here?" He asked.

The little girl had no choice but to nod.

"Very well, your mother and your father had told me that there have been accidents around you." Nicholas started slowly, watching Ai'eesha's reaction at the word 'accidents'. "Is there something that you wish to tell us?"

"No sir. Nothng."

With a squint of an eye, Nicholas nodded and turned to her parents who paid no attention to their daughter's fidgeting. "She seems to be a troubled child. Ai'eesha is perfect for our program to help mentally-deficient children."

Ai'eesha's jaw dropped at the words that left the man's lips, and here she was starting to think that he was a decent person. "What? M-Mentally-deficient!?"

Mr. Collins stood up abruptly and seemed aghast by his daughter's outburst. "SILENCE!" He yelled before turning to shake his head in apology to Nicholas. "See what we were talking about? So about that program, where should we sign?"

Oh how much she wanted to strangle both her parents for throwing her away to a man they barely knew but then again without her parents' stupidity, she wouldn't be here enjoying a wonderful breakfast with her new family.

"Reliving some memories, Ai?" Nicholas chuckled as he grabbed a napkin to wipe some food off his mouth. He noticed the dazed look on Ai'eesha's face and already knew that she was once again away with her thoughts. The girl had the tendency to doze off in random times.

Ai'eesha snapped out from her trance and blushed furiously. "Sorry, sir Nicholas."

"Oh! Ai'eesha dear!" Perenelle smiled from her spot as she gracefully left the kitchen and returned with a neatly-wrapped box. Her emerald green eyes wrinkled in amusement as Ai'eesha's honey brown eyes brightened at the sight of it.

"I-Is that?"

"Happy Birthday, love/Happy birthday, kiddo!/Happy birthday!" Perenelle, Nicholas and Gerard greeted her in unison as Ai'eesha tried her best not to tear up at their kind actions.

"Thank you…"

Dear Diary,

Today was my birthday! Perenelle gave me a new book to read, Gerard baked a jar of cookies for me although he admitted that he had to ask for help from Miss Perenelle and finally, Nicholas finally decided to convince Perenelle to teach me!

Like I mentioned before, Gerard was to be mentored by Nicholas to become an alchemist like him while I am to be taught by Perenelle.

Am I really fitted to be a sorceress like Perenelle? Can't wait for tomorrow!

Love,

Ai'eesha.

Well, how was it? Terrible, I know but it couldn't be THAT bad right? Anyway, I apologize for my grammar and- well I apologize for everything!

It'll be nice if I got some feedbacks from you guys since it'll be nice to know if I should continue this or not.

You're probably wondering when will the Harry Potter-ness will come... am I right? Hush hush young one... it will come- IF you guys want another chapter. Ugh I'm so terrible!

Miss Dark out!