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Summary: Enya Potter had never been normal, but that's because she wasn't just the 'Girl-Who-Lived', but someone much more important to our favorite family of Bad-guys and our group of good guys. So it's no wonder why her summer vacation before her sixth year at Hogwarts turns very interesting. Reincarnation!Fem!Harry X Tyki Mikk. AD/Ministry/RW/MW/PW bash!

Prologue: Deathly endings

Enya Raleigh Walker-Campbell had always known how she would die. It wasn't that she was some type of seer or believed in the mystical bullshit that some gypsy fortune teller had told her during the time she spent in the circus with her brother. Enya had always known how she would die because if there was ever something she would die for, it would be to protect her family. It was because of that she willingly invoked the ritual that would summon the being that started all this madness. Magic pulsed in time with her heart beat as the rain fell outside of the church she was currently hiding within. Enya watched as the flames on the candles flickered and roared as they turned as black as the shadows hovering in the corners of the church. The pentacle that sat in front of her made Enya inwardly laugh as the moon slowly reached it's zenith. On the night of all hallows eve, Enya, the wielder of 'Inari's Wrath' and former exorcist of the black order, was summoning Death to a church. A morbid thought ran through her mind as the candles began to glow ominously, 'Would they hate her for this?'.

The shadows rippled than shot forward to converge in the center of the pentacle right over the pentagram etched in Enya's own blood. Coldness filled Enya as all emotion seemed to flee from the very air around her. Enya flinched slightly at the void that seemed to grow in front of her and it took everything in the Empath's being to stay where she was. The sound of howls and cries echoed through the air making Enya choke slightly as bile rose in her throat. The sheer wrongness of what she was doing hit her as she watched the cloaked figure take form. The burning feeling of her innocence against her flesh seemed to grow into a fever pitch. Enya took a deep breath as her heart began to beat fast in her chest. The sight of the cloaked figure extending a hand as pale as bones bleached by the desert sun made her tremble slightly as she forced herself to lock down her emotions. The flames of the candles rose up as a scythe made of liquid silver metal formed in that pale hands grip. The ebony colored snath sent chills down Enya's spine. The figure turned towards her as a whispery sound echoed through the air. The sound of bones rattling together made her jolt as the figure spoke in a scratchy voice, "My, my, my the daughter of the Fourteenth."

"Death," Enya bowed lightly, "I wish to break the deal that my family has with you,"

A sound echoed through the air that reminded Enya of a certain samurai muttering 'tch' when he was annoyed. Death gripped his scythe as he replied, "I am aware of that. It is the only reason I allowed you to summon me rather than just send one of my minions to kill you."

Enya bit back the snarl that wanted to leave her. She hated it when people talked down to her. Just this once, she would push those feelings away if it meant her families freedom after years of serving the being before her. Enya straightened up and spoke lightly, "Of course, you are a higher being, so of course you have that ability."

If Allen were here, Enya was sure that her little brother would throttle her for speaking that way to a higher being. He probably would do it anyway for actually being stupid enough to summon one. Enya had always had a trouble not being sarcastic when she wasn't happy. The being was silent for a few moments before snorting, "You don't like me."

Enya offered the being a thin smile, "My family is currently serving you because of a deal my uncle stupidly made with you years ago."

Death changed his grip on his scythe before remarking, "Adam was rather impulsive back then. He regrets it," The being seemed to observe her for a few moments, "You truly care for them?"

"Yes. They are my family and I'm willing to die for them," Enya didn't enjoy spending time with a majority of the Noah clan, but they were her family regardless.

The same could be said for the Exorcists that she saw as close friends. Allen was so going to kill her if Death did do it first. Hell, Tyki would kill her too. Enya internally jolted as she thought of him. Tyki, her stupidly handsome, lazy, loving, sadistic, bastard of a husband and lover. Enya took a deep breath to steady her emotions which Death seemed to expect. Death peered at her through his cowl which hung over a majority of his face save for his bloodless lips to the top of his neck. He finally spoke after thunder boomed overhead and lightning flashed through the air, "You speak truthfully. A loyal and stubborn soul," Death seemed to sigh, "A shame that one such as you have your mind set on freeing your family."

"Does that mean we will have a deal?" Enya demanded feeling slightly impatient.

Death inclined his head while saying, "Yes. I am having a problem collecting a rather troublesome soul and one of my fellows is having trouble with the flow of the future. Someone is messing with the order of things," Enya's eyebrow rose as she thought about that, "Fate isn't happy when someone messes with what she has planned. Normally, the troublesome soul I'm dealing with would be taken care of by Fate's newest prophecy child, but the soul of that child isn't ready to be used. In my opinion, the soul of that child is much too naive and easily manipulated."

"In other words, you wish for me to take that soul's place and take care of both of your problems?" Enya clarified earning a nod and her eyes narrowed in suspicion, "In exchange for agreeing to this, you'll free my family immediatly from the deal Uncle made with you?" Death inclined his head and Enya snorted, "How do I know you'll keep your side of the bargain?"

Death let out a booming laugh that rattled Enya to her very core, "Ahhehahhehahheh. You remind me of another soul that passed into my domain not too long ago. He was as wary as you were," Death shook his head before focusing on her once more, "I will keep my part of the bargain. Fate's getting rather angry since I haven't handed her a soul to solve the problem. To keep her happy, I'll make this deal with you."

Enya felt dread run through her, "You're going to take my soul now?"

Death was quiet for a few moments before replying, "No. I will give you a year before I take your soul, but in exchange, you must bare my marking on your body. It will allow me to find your soul upon the death of your body."

Enya swallowed before saying, "Seems fair."

"Good," Death reached out with one of his too pale hands and Enya did the same with her left one.

Death's hand was colder than metal in Russia during a snow storm and felt like she was touching bone. Enya felt her hand start to burn and looked down to see black ink start to inch up her skin from Death's hand. Blinding pain seared through her and Enya felt herself fall to her knees. Death kept a grip on her hand as Enya held back her screams. She had only felt this much pain once before when her innocence had activated for the first time. The pain from back then had been almost as bad as this, but it was enough that she was able to stay conscious if only barely. When Death let go, Enya felt the pain fade until it was a dull ache. Turning her head, Enya stared at her arm where a small ring of obsidian colored flames was etched into her arm. Enya stared at it in confusion as she muttered, "So much pain for such a small tattoo?"

"The mark will grow and change as the day you die grows closer," Death explained as lightning flashed overhead, "Now stand up,"

Enya struggled to her feet and asked, "Wh-"

Cold lips covered her own before pulling away. Death's bloodless lips were curled into a smirk as the higher being asked, "Didn't you know, all deals are made with demons and Death are sealed with a kiss?"

Enya growled at him, "Why the fuck could you just kiss my cheek or something?!"

"I could have, but fucking with mortals and Noah are fun!" Death replied with a grin stretched out across his face, "Goodbye for now, Enya Walker. I look forward to seeing you again,"

Death disappeared as Enya shouted, "Bastard!" Enya growled as she glared at the space that the being had stood moments before and snapped her fingers with an irritated mutter of, "Burn."

The red prayer beads with flame-like markings and multi-tailed foxes etched into the warm crystal glowed softly before fire shot out towards the pentacle. The ruby red fire ate everything it touched and reduced the area to glass. Enya finally felt her exhaustion as the fire dispersed. Reaching up, Enya wiped away the sweat on her brow and quickly discovered that she was covered in sweat along with the dust that had gathered in the abandoned church she'd used for her ritual. Biting back a sigh, Enya turned with the intention of leaving and finding her way to a safe place to used her magic to teleport to the small cottage she shared with Tyki. Enya froze as she saw Malcolm C. Lvellie standing at the doors of the church. Fear raced through her at the sight of the man and she stumbled back slightly. He scowled at her and growled, "What have you done?"

"What is right," Enya bit out in reply, "The war needs to end without anymore unneeded death,"

Lvellie pointed towards her as several CROWs appeared, "Apprehend her."

Enya internally cursed and quickly surrounded herself with fire as she turned. She darted towards the stained glass window and smashed through it. The heat of her fire kept the glass from scratching her too badly, but Enya knew she wouldn't be able to keep the cloak of fire up with how tired she was. As she darted through the trees with rain falling, Enya cursed the amount of magic she'd used this night. The burning feeling in her lungs and the twisting feeling in her chest made Enya realize just how close she was to her limit. Enya needed to get somewhere safe before her body collapsed.

Enya felt the sting of something cutting her cheek as she jumped into the air. Gasps from below made her look down and she grimaced upon seeing who was there. Allen, Tyki, Road in her rag doll form, Wisley, Sheril, Lavi, Kanda, Lenalee, and a few other exorcists were staring up at her in shock. Enya's eyes widened as she felt something spear through her abdomen throwing off her balance and sending her into the side of the small valley everyone was in. She hit the ground and lodged there as whatever speared through her stuck into the ground where she'd landed. A gasping breath tore through her as the pain from the injury sang through her veins and made her scream. Enya's vision blurred as she heard her name being shouted, but she couldn't focus. It wasn't until she felt Tyki using his ability and pulling whatever it was out of her that she managed to focus. She was carefully lowered to the ground as her eyes focused on Allen's distraught face. Tears gathered in her eyes as she murmured, "Allen."

"Enya," He dropped to his knees beside her, "What happened?"

"Lvellie and CROWs," Enya felt the familiar warmth of blood rushing up from her lungs and coughed, "I-i-"

She let out a wet cough as blood splattered from her lips. Enya was startled to feel slightly numb and while her arm felt like it was burning. Enya raised her arm and stared at the flame-like tattoo that was beginning to spread across her skin. Allen looked at it and gasped, "What the hell is that?"

"My price," Enya whispered feeling her heart break, "I-it-I should have gotten a year,"

"What do you mean?" Tyki dropped down next to her with Road on his shoulder, "What do you mean, Enya?"

Tears blurred her vision as she thought about it causing Wisley to gasp and stare at her in horror. Enya looked at him as she whispered, "It was worth it."

Wisley covered his mouth as Tyki demanded, "What the hell is going on?"

"S-she made a deal with Death to free us," Wisley whispered hoarsely making the other Noah gasp and turn to look at her in horror.

Allen looked at them in confusion, "What do you mean?"

"Uncle Adam made a deal with Death to save the Noah clan," Enya told him making the Exorcists stop moving and stare at her, "Dad's original incarnation along with a few others were really sick and Uncle Adam didn't want them to be taken away from him after the flood," Enya stopped to couch up another lungful of blood as the numbness seemed to grow, "Uncle Adam summoned Death and made a deal. The deal was that if Uncle Adam made Akuma and the Noah acted as guardians of the planet that killed man when there were too many of them for the planet to support, Death wouldn't take the Noah's souls," Enya smiled weakly at Allen, "To free our family from that deal, I made my own deal with Death," Enya weakly raised her arm where the flame tattoo had expanded to cover her fingers and the upper part of her arm, "I would take on the position of a champion for Fate and take care of a specific soul. Death was going to give me one year, but it seems that my death will be far sooner,"

Tyki grabbed her hand and stared at her as more Noah arrived. He whispered, "Why?"

"Because I love my family and it kills me to see you all chained," Enya squeezed his hand as tears dropped from his eyes and she heard the other members of the Noah clan cry out in shock, "To see you all freed and happy, I will happily sacrifice myself," A wet cough left her as shivers racked her body and she felt her innocence dissolve into ash that floated above her, "Inari," The ash formed into a large nine-tailed fox that stared down at her in sorrow before disappearing on the wind, "Goodbye, old friend,"

Allen slammed his hands into the ground and hissed, "This isn't right! You shouldn't die to pay for anyone's mistakes!"

Enya felt cold as her lower body became numb and someone shouted, "Can't we stop this?"

"The wound goes all the way through and it tore through my intestines," Enya shook her head lightly, "I'm a goner,"

"How can you be so at ease?!" Devit shouted at her.

"Because you'll be free as I breath my last breath," Enya told him before coughing up more blood, "I'm not going to miss coughing up blood every time I reach my limit,"

Tyki pulled her to his chest and Enya smiled weakly at him as he murmured, "I don't want to lose you."

"I'll be reborn before you know it," Enya assured him, "We'll find each other again. We are tied together after all,"

Tyki let out a watery laugh, "You believe that?"

"You're a Noah, so you'll be reborn over and over again," She reminded him, "Somehow, we'll find each other again. I know it,"

Enya shuddered as the rest of her body becomes numb and her vision starts to fade. Enya locks eyes with Allen as he whispers, "Please no, Enya."

"We'll see each-" Enya coughed up another globe of blood, "Other again. I promise you that, brother," Enya's chests felt heavy as she murmured, "It'll be better then,"

Enya's lips curled into a soft smile as her eyes fall shut. Enya mentally murmured, 'Even as the fire dies, it is reborn anew from a simple spark.'.

With that thought, Enya Raleigh Walker breathed her last breath and passed from the world.

Death looked at the soul and shook his head sadly as the Noah clan grieved once more for a soul that had already been lost to them once before. The presence of another and younger soul floating just above Enya's abdomen made Death sigh deeply. It had been the only reason that he had allowed Enya the year to live if only to give her a chance to know of the child she carried. He wasn't so cruel as to take souls like this unless he was forced to. Cradling both souls in his cloak, Death made his way towards Fate and found her glaring at the world where so much went wrong. The normally blonde higher being was scowling making her hair turn a dark red color as her normally baby blue eyes shifted into thin crimson colored slits. Fate's normal child-like appearance was gone leaving her in the form of a middle aged woman wearing a Greek-style dress. Fate's circlet clad head snapped up when he entered the room she was standing in and her eyes focused on the souls in his grip. She gasped softly, "Is that Enya Walker's soul? I thought you were giving her a year-"

"Malcolm C. Lvellie ruined that," Death spat making Fate shake her head sadly as she looked at the soul of Enya and Tyki Mikk's unborn child.

"He does have a habit of ruining things," Fate commented before holding out her hand, "Give me Enya's soul,"

Death handed over the soul and Fate cooed at it. The warmth that radiated off it rushed over the higher being. Death cradled the child's soul in his hands carefully, "I need to go see Life."

"She'll be devastated," Fate sighed as Death nodded, "She really wished to see how those two would do as parents especially since they never got to do it the first time,"

"A shame," Death turned and left.

Fate turned towards the world and began to adjust things for Enya. She changed things around to make sure that the Potters had a girl and that the prophecy was worded correctly. Frowning lightly as she looked at Enya's soul, Fate wondered if she should make any other changes. A devious thought ran through her mind and she chuckled, "Oh this will make sure that damned meddling mortal bastard won't be able to control things," Fate fiddled and changed things with a devious smile on her pretty face, "Enya, I do hope you enjoy this as much I'm going to," She picked up the warm soul and smiled upon seeing the kitsune form on it before disappearing into the orb, "Even if you are a phoenix in soul, Inari's Wrath will always be with his chosen one," She placed the soul upon the world just over the unborn child of Lily and James Potter, "Good luck, my newest chosen one."

The soul sank into the world with barely a ripple and floated into it's place inside of the unborn child. Fate watched as the world shimmered and it's fate rewritten. A smile appeared on her face as she shifted into her normal child-like form and dashed out of the room. She had to find her cousins and speak to them about what she wished to do.

And that's it for now.