Archangel of Death - dedicated to LucediDio
After running away from home and being reborn countless times over millenium as humans, Acacia, the Girl-Who-Lived, finally begins to remember her past lives and her first one after she dies in battle after a green light hits her in the chest… What will she do when she finds her older brothers again? femHarry (Two shot)
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or Supernatural.
Word Count: 2,203
This is about ten years before the Apocalypse starts, just FYI!
Part 1
In the beginning, there were five archangels, but only four is really talked about or even recognized: Gabriel, Raphael, Lucifer, and Michael. The other, is the only female archangel and the only thing that all four archangel brothers ever loved and protected, as every older brother does. When Lucifer and Michael start to fight, their sister begs her father to allow her to live on Earth, so as not to see the end result of her brothers' fight. So she was reborn into many famous female figures. Like Morgan Le Fey, Baba Yaga, Circe. Basically any 'witchy' or 'powerful' woman that was ever mentioned in mythology, was most likely her. Her magic was her Grace's way of manifesting itself.
Until, finally, she is reborn the last time, as Acacia Lily Potter, the Girl-Who-Lived, or her most recently hyphened name, The-Woman-Who-Conquered. After she had gone to the clearing to die, to save the rest of her friends and family from Voldemort and his Death Eaters, and after she had gotten hit with a green light with Voldemort's scream of 'Avada Kedavra!'
And that was it. She had saved them, her family, her friends with her death… Or so she had thought because when she opened her eyes, she was in a bright white plain that looked like it stretched for miles, and miles.
"Acacia…" Hearing her name, Acacia whirled around to try and find the voice but could not find anyone.
"Hello? Whose there? How do you know my name?" She called as she began to walk forward.
"My daughter…" the same disembodied voice said. Acacia frowned and immediately thought of James Potter, her birth father.
"Are you James? James Potter?" She asked. A deep chuckle sounded and when she turned around, she finally saw someone standing behind her, less than three feet away from her and she jumped back away from him literally appearing out of no where. The man had brown, curly hair and a full beard and mustache. He was wearing just a plain, gray t-shirt and a pair of jeans, with brown boots and was watching her with a wide smile on his face.
"Close, not quite, but close, Acacia. James Potter is your birth father in this life, but I am your first father, the one whom created your soul." The man said with a smile.
Acacia froze and started to think. She wasn't that religious anymore, ever since she had entered the Wizarding World at age eleven, but what she could remember from going to church all of those years ago, is that one being created souls, and that was God. Was this man, claiming that Acacia had been reborn, God?
"You think you're God?"
"No, I know I am God. And I know that you are Acacia, Archangel of Death, the youngest of the five archangels that I had created in the very beginning. And to prove it to you, I am going to give you back your Grace, and your memories, and then I am going to give you some advice." with that, the man - God - touched her forehead with his finger and as soon as his finger connected with her forehead a bright flash appeared, even brighter than their surroundings, causing Acacia to squeeze her eyes shut.
But by then, she already felt her power, her magic, that was already impressively powerful, being increased. Before, whenever she imagined her magic that was in her core, she always said it was the size of a golfball, but now, it was the size of a tennis ball, and she instinctely knew that if she would release this power onto the world that it would be several times more powerful than a nuclear bomb.
And then, the memories started to come.
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Gabriel, Raphael, Michael, Lucifer, come meet your new baby sister, Acacia.
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Acacia! Come on! Let's go prank Luci!
Ok, Gabe, I'm coming!
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Gabe, Raph, I don't like how they're arguing. They are going to tear us all apart.
We won't let that happen, Acacia. You know how Michael and Luci are, they are like fire and water, total opposites, but in the end we are family.
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Father, I can't take it anymore. It is tearing me apart to see my family fighting. Send me to Earth, and let me live in peace and without any memory of this family. We once loved, and now we are beginning to anger and hate each other. I feel that one of them are going to take it too far.
Alright, my daughter, I will honor your wishes. I will restore your memories and your full power once you are needed again, to keep the peace amongst your brothers. I love you, Acacia.
And I you, Father.
…
Acacia opened her eyes, gasping as all of her memories from past lives entered her mind, but they weren't as forceful or as prominent than the ones with her first family, God and her brothers.
Acacia started to cry and met her father's loving eyes and then threw herself into his arms, hugging him tightly.
"I have missed you so much, Acacia." God murmmured into her hair, kissing the top of her head as he held his daughter for the first time in several milleniums.
"I have missed you as well, Dad."
After a few more minutes of hugging, Acacia pulled back and wiped the tears from her face and eyes as her father began to speak.
"My daughter, I have returned to you your memories, your Grace, and your wings." With his last word, Acacia felt a long forgotten heavy weight on her back that she knew were her gold Archangel wings that were invisible and hidden in kind of a pocket dimension. "I have also created this vessel specifically for you. There are no other souls in that body, and you can use it without fear of it being destroyed from using too much power. Your power objects that you let scatter across the Wizarding World: the Invisiblity Cloak, the Resurrection Stone, and the Elder Wand, when all three are in your possession, they will combine into a ring, like Death's own ring and you can call upon that power to aid you, should you need it. The Resurrection Stone, instead of conjuring Shades like before you entered the clearing, can and will bring back three people of your choosing every five years. And the Invisibility Cloak can be extended to other people and can conceal you from not only sight but also scent, sound, and touch. I am going to return you to the mortal plains, where you will have to defeat Tom Riddle and his followers. And in ten years, I am going to need you to stop the Apocalpyse, the battle between your brothers."
Acacia stared at him horrified. Not at the fact that she was going to have to fight Tom Riddle and his Death Eaters, no it was because she was going to have to get in between her older brothers. She had left in the beginning to avoid choosing sides and now, her father was telling her to do.
"Don't look at me like that, Acacia. Not only would you be able to save the world and the human race, but you would also save three mortal brothers, and all four of your brothers from death if you intervene. Go to America, become a hunter of the Supernatural, befriend the one named Bobby Singer, and save the world. Now go!" At his command, Acacia disappeared in a bright, blue flash and awoke on the ground of the clearing where she had been hit with the killing curse with Narcissa Malfoy leaning over her to see if she were still alive.
"Is Draco still alive?" Narcissa whispered, barely making any sound as she leaned in closer as if she was checking to see if she could hear her hearbeat.
"Yes." Acacia said in almost the exact same way and barely moving her lips.
"My lord," Narcissa said, standing and turning to bow to the impatiently waiting man. "Acacia Potter is dead."
"Finally!" Lord Voldemort said. But before anyone could cheer, Hagrid whom had been held prisoner, vanished in a bright light and appeared in the castle, and so did Narcissa and Luscious, except they appeared next to Draco whom immediately hugged his parents. As the Dark Lord and the Death Eaters tried to figure out what had happened, none of them noticed that Acacia was standing and was glowing.
"Hey, Lord Smellyshorts!" She called, instantly silencing the Death Eaters and their Lord, whom turned to see who would be stupid enough to insult the Dark Lord. They all froze for a split second as they laid eyes upon the once dead girl, whom was now standing and glowing with some visible power.
"How is it possible, that you still live?!" Bellatrix shrieked. But Acacia didn't answer as she knew that everyone in the clearing was watching her. So, she revealed her true Archangel form, burning out all of their eyes and destroying their souls, even the Hocruxes that Acacia, Ron, and Hermione hadn't destroyed yet. And then she transported the bodies to just outside of the Hogwarts school entrance so that everyone could see that they were dead. That the rein of terror of Lord Voldemort and his Death Eaters was at an end. For good this time.
Everyone inside of Hogwarts saw the bright, white light flash through the sky but by the time they got outside, it was gone. They all stared in shock at the bodies in front of them but didn't notice that Acacia was walking past them and towards the Great Hall where every person that had been killed in this battle was laid out, even when the Order of the Phoenix, the Professors of Hogwarts, the students, and the Aurors whom had showed up to help, being led by Amelia Bones, began to cheer. Acacia only stayed in the Great Hall for a few minutes before leaving.
"But where is Acacia?" Mrs. Weasley suddenly cried, her cry being echoed by others, causing the cheers to die down, and for them to return to the Great Hall.
Only to stare in shock at the scene in front of them. Fred Weasley was sitting up from the cot that he had been stretched out on, and Remus and Tonks were also sitting up, all three of them looking at their friends and family who suddenly began to break down crying at the sight of the three of them alive.
"Fred!" "Remus!" "Tonks!" was cried and they were hugged by the Weasleys, members of the Order, and even students.
"How are you three alive?!" Hermione asked, her eyes shining as she watched the tearful reunion between the Weasley twins.
"It was weird. I was floating in this white, misty place and I could see Remus and Tonks as they appeared next to me. They told me that I was dead, and that they had seen my body surrounded by my family and that if I was dead, then so were they. But then before we could move, a golden figure stepped out of the mist and spoke to us. It was a female voice, and it sounded quite familiar, now that I think about it. She told us that it wasn't our time to die and that for us to follow her to live." Fred said, pausing to catch his breath.
Remus picked up where he left off. "And, when we followed the woman, we opened our eyes, and I could have sworn that I saw Acacia leaning over the three of us, glowing! And that when we opened our eyes, she smiled at us before vanishing!" He said, recalling what had happened only moments ago.
"It was Acacia's voice, Remus!" Tonks exclaimed, figuring out whom it had been. Fred agreed with her. And this caused everyone to break out into excited whispers.
"If Acacia was here when you came to, where did she go because we were right outside the doors and we would have seen her leave." Hermione spoke up, her mind racing.
But none of them could figure it out. Their Savior completely disappeared from the Wizarding World, never to be seen again, leaving all of her wealth to be split between the Lupins and the Weasleys. But her legend lived on, her legacy being passed down through the generations. None of the wizards, not even the muggleborns, could have guessed that Acacia, the Girl-Who-Lived was just across the pond, in plain sight of muggles and was the reborn Acacia, the Archangel of Death.