I've had this written for a while now and just got around to putting it up.
Tawnya: Thank god. I've been waiting for this.
Are you going to comment every time I do an intro?
Tawnya: Your fault for using the Talk-to-Text at home. Besides, ya know ya love it.
I know I love you Hun. Anyway,I had a hard time trying to decide which category to put it in.
Technically, this is a crossover between Harry Potter and my own currently unpublished novel Vampire Keeper, which'll be out on fictionpress soon, and is in no way otherwise connected to Harry Potter.
Tawnya: I can vouch for that.
Thanks Anya. Anyway, just a quick side note, Sky and her wives are hilariously overpowered in this fic since it's set after the end of my novel. Any one of them could tank Voldemorte, but my main character, Sky, is the strongest of all of them due to her heritage.
Tawnya: I'll say. I can't wait for Sky to-
Hey don't give away the plot.
Tawnya: Right. Sorry Ava.
No prob. Anyway...
Enjoy!
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter. However, I do own Sky, Deedra, Ronya, Haidrya, and everything else you do not recognize.
Warning: Incest, polygamy, nudity, language, and some violence.
(CPVK)
Dumbledore winced slightly as he read the fourth name to come out of the goblet...
A name he never thought he'd either see nor hear again.
After his instruments told him that not only that the last Potter had disappeared, but had actually... Well, he'd gone to her home to find out what had happened. What he'd seen had sickened him enough that he'd reported the Dursleys to the authorities.
Ever since, he'd never been rid of the gilt that only subsided slightly when his instruments told him that she was alright, and happy- and swore to do what he needed to do should Voldemorte rise again rather than drag her back so she could stay that way.
Closing his eyes he regrettably spoke the two words: "Caeli Potter."
Beside him, there was a bright flash of white light, and three woman in white, no four counting the black, soft leather boots in the center, appeared beside him, though judging from the noises they were making, the summoning had interrupted their wedding.
As the other occupants of the Hall began whispering at the kissing girls, Dumbledore looked the girls over.
The three girls hunched over, and consequently hiding, the fourth looked remarkably alike. Each were approximately five feet tall, with brilliant lime green hair that, had they been standing straight, would fall to their waist. They were each clothed in a backless white gown sprinkled with sparkling gems, though the kind differed from girl to girl, with rubies and emeralds on the left, sapphires and clear crystal on the girl in the center, and a brilliant amber and black onyx on the right. The dress led some credence to his belief that they'd interrupted a wedding, but the skirt barely came a quarter down their thighs, so short that in their hunched over position they weren't wearing...
Dumbledore looked away in an already useless effort to protect their modesty, fighting to control the heat in his face. He cleared his throat to get their attention. "Ahem."
The four broke apart in a flurry of activity, and Dumbledore finally got a look at the missing Potter Heir as they looked around in slight confusion. She was very short, nearly a foot shorter her companions, or wives, he noted by the sparkling rings on her finger. Like her father, she had jet black hair that fell to her waist, though she had a shock of white that had been done up in a pony tail high on the left side of her head, leaving the back to fall on both sides in soft waves. Her face was pretty, nearly like one of the fae, but the beauty was marred by the thick, jagged scar that stretched from the top of her forehead, explaining the shock of white and white eyebrow, to the base of her lips through the left eye. Her remaining eye was a light violet, almost lilac.
The gaping, fleshy hole where her left eye used to be made the old man somewhat queasy, and he wondered what could've happened to her and why she didn't at least wear an eyepatch.
Turning away from the uneasy sight, he looked over her clothing, or what there was of it. It hadn't been noticeable before, but all four, women, it occurred to him, were wearing a tube top just barely wide enough to preserve their modesty- or in the green haired girls' case, holding their volleyball sized breasts. Like the others, the Potter Heiress's top was white and studded with gems, though it had all six. Unlike the others, it was part of a chainmail long sleeved shirt that contrasted sharply with her pale, bare skin. The mail, made of quarter inch wide links, was black except for a bright purple upside down V that surrounded her belly button. Her skirt, black, Dumbledore noted, was made of a strange, scaled leather, like her boots and also fell to quarter thigh. Finally, he noted an odd tattoo of a black handled, white bladed scythe on her left wrist.
Oddly enough, although the four were looking around in slight confusion, they weren't talking to each other at all. He also noticed that although the green haired women looked alike, they had different colored eyes. The one one the left had one red eye, and one brown, the center girl, standing just behind the Potter Heiress, had a blue eye, and a pale yellow eye that nearly blended in with the whites. The last girl hand a brilliant yellow eye, and one so dark a brown it seemed to be all pupil, and no iris.
Then, the Potter Heiress spoke, "Gloiro Alahriya nas abernas?"
Her strange words caused more whispers as Dumbledore blinked. "Excuse me, but I do not know your language."
The newly married girl blinked, then said in a soft, light voice, "Ah, English. Haven't heard that in a long time. I guess we're not in Alahriya anymore.
"I'm Sky," she pointed at herself, "These are my wives Deed, on the left, Ro's behind me, and Hady's on my right."
Pleased to meet you," Dumbledore said. "I am Albus Dumbledore, Headmaster of-"
He was cut off as the Great Hall was suddenly filled with the power of the Elements. The three lime haired ladiees raised their hands, Ro stepping in front of Sky as she conjured a barrier of Ice and a small tornado in her left hand. Deed conjured a fire ball in her left hand, as the stone floor started to shake slightly as Hady's left hand lit up with a brilliant white light while her right was covered in a black void.
"You'll have to go through us," The three said as one.
"Stand down already," Sky complained.
"But..."
Deed was cut off by Sky, "We're not on Alahriya any more," she said harshly, "Stand down now."
Amusingly, the green haired women gulped, "Alright," and they complied, the fire dissipating, the tremors subsiding, and the ice shield dissolving into snowflakes.
"Sorry about that," Sky said apologetically, "In Alahriya, introducing yourself by your full given name and titles is a challenge to duel."
Dumbledore nodded at that. "I see. I assure you that I do not mean you any harm. First and last names are normal for us.
"I am sure you are wondering what you are doing here Miss Sky."
"You could say that," Star deadpanned, "Dimensional travel isn't exactly common nor is it easy. And if you're needing last names...Nunchua."
"Horlanda," Deed said.
"Bronvua," Ro added.
"Va Oakclaw, for me," Hady put in.
"Or any of the above really," the four said together.
Dumbldore gave a light chuckle at their antics. "Thank you." Gesturing at the rather portly man near him he stated, "This is..."
"Ludo Bagman, Mrs. Nunchua," he said energetically, "I'm in charge of the games and one of the judges. I must say, you've an interesting name."
"It's Alahriyan. Roughly translated it means 'No Name', or 'Daughter of None'."
The two nodded at that. "I shall introduce my staff tomorrow," Dumbledore lightly, "but shall we retire elsewhere? There are a few private matters to discuss, and the other champions and their Headmasters are waiting to discuss the tournament."
The four nodded. "Of course sir," Sky said, following as the two headed away. She made a motion with her hand and the three green haired women fell in step behind her, their barely restrained breasts bobbing.
"So," Sky asked, "Where exactly are we?"
"Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry in the Scottish Highlands," Dumbledore explained.
"British Isles then," Sky said thoughtfully, "I haven't been in this dimension in a little over eleven years in English terms."
Dumbledore looked at her. "You've only been gone for nine."
"I've been in Alahriya for eleven. I'm sixteen now."
"Alahriya?"
"A country that encompasses an entire planent. It's now ruled by the Four Queens."
"Four Queens?"
Sky nodded even as she sighed lightly. "Three sisters and a friend who married one another. The three sisters, the Dawn Queen, Day Queen, Dusk Queen, and their friend the Night Queen."
"Interesting titles," Dumbledore observed.
"Unlike here, Alahriya's day occurs over the whole stellarcycle, or year in English terms. The four rule together, but the queen named for the time of day has final say during that specific quadcycle, or roughly four months."
"I see. Thank you."
"You are welcome sir. Now, about this tournament..."
"The TriWizard Tournament is a contest of adventure and daring," Bagman interrupted, "Three Champions, one from each school, are selected from the Goblet of Fire..."
"The glorified incense burner I take it," Deed asked drily, causing her two of her wives to snort while Ro said, exsasberated, "Play nice De."
"Fine," Deed grumbled lightly, then gave her sister a kiss, which Ro recipricated.
Sky bit back a chuckle. "Save it for the bedroom you two," she said lightly, causing the sisters to break apart. "Please continue Mr. Bagman."
"Well, the Goblet of Fire picks the championes, who are then under a magical contract to compete, risking losing their magic if they refuse.
"Sounds a bit harse," Sky said with a frown.
"Every one of the champions vollenteered," Bagman interjected as they entered a seperate room through a two and a half inch thick wooden door, "They knew what was at stake."
Sky nodded. "I see." she said as they went in.
The stone room contained a fire place on the far wall, in which a cheery fire burned meerily. There were four couches and several chairs surrounding it. On one couch sat a handsome, dark haired German boy dressed in furs, who was seated next to a similarly dressed black haired, seedy looking man with a sharply pointed beard.
On the next couch was a beautiful platinum blonde girl clothed in a blue and white minidress who seemed to glow with a raidiant, otherworldly beauty, a sharp contrast to the plain, eight foot tall, bear like woman.
Lastly was a blonde haired man in a white dress shirt, black and yellow tie, black pants, and a black sweatervest that had a shield with a badger emblazoned on his left breast.
"What is going on here," the bearded man demanded rudely, "Who're they?"
"Ah, yes," Bagman began, "allow me to present Mrs. Sky Nunchua, the forth Triwizard Champion, and her wives the Mrss-"
"Nunchua, for now," the three green haired girls said.
Everyone except Dumbledore blinked at the apparently eight year old girl, or more specifically, the gaping hole of her missing eye. Sky just waved. "Hello, I'm Sky of Alahriya. You may know me as Caeli Potter?"
"Alahriya," the blonde boy asked, recovering first.
"In another dimension apparently," Sky said, "I might explain later, but now I believe we have a tournament to hear about?" She looked at Bagman, but the giant woman cut in. "Eet's impossible. Yoo eir too yung."
"I'm sixteen," Sky said waving her hands in exasperation, "Honestly, just because I haven't aged in eight years..."
"Our Healer Madam Pomphrey could settle this," Dumbkedore said, "She probably should examin you anyway."
Sky rounded on him, her single violet eye darkening slightly, "I am not letting anyone of you look at me," she said, her voice slightly husky, causing them to blink. "I have my reasons for secrecy. Also, I have my own Healer. Ro."
Ro waved her left hand, intoning a few words under her breath, adding a translating spell as she did so. A small stream of water left Sky and rose abover her head, forming the words:
TAKEN NAME: SKY NUNCHUA
AGE: PHYSICAL: 8 years
APROXIMATE CHRONOLOGICAL: 16 years
"I take it that is satisfactory," Sky asked.
Dumbledore nodded. "Quite. Though I am sure Madam Pomfrey would like to look at you to make sure there are no ill effects. Dimensional travel is not exactly the heathiest."
Ro glared at him. "No. I appreciate the concern," she stated primly, "but it's a matter of Alahriyan secrecy. She may look at my sisters and I, but I take care of Sky."
"Fair enough."
"Glad that's taken care of," Sky said happily. "You were saying Mr. Bagman?"
"Yes of course. The tournament consists of three tasks that will test your cunning Daring, and wits. The first task is December 14th. And as for what it is...We're not going to tell you. It's to test your daring."
"Sounds like fun," Sky observed, "It's been awhile since I've had a good challenge."
"Considering you lost your eye on the last one," Hady said, speaking for the first time, "that's a good thing."
"I survived didn't I," Sky said with a pout.
"Only because you stopped holding back," Deed reminded her.
"Now now girls," Ro interrupted, "I believe we have other things to take care of?"
"Ah yes, lodging," Sky said brightly, turning to Dumbledore "If you don't mind sir, we would like to enroll in your school."
Before Dumbledore could reply, the giant of a woman interrupted, "Eemposseebley, 'Ogwarts can no' 'av deux shampions."
"Ah," Sky said, raising a finger, "but I won't be representing Hogwarts. I'll be representing Alahriya. It is my right as Champion of the Four Queens."
At their blank looks she sighed. "Right, I forgot we're in England. This mail," she indicated her mailshirt, specifically the upsidedown purple V, "isn't for show. I'm Head of the Vampire Keepers, Elite of the Peace Forces, and the Royal Guard."
The three green haired women barely contained a snort of amusement, though as the closest to them only Dunbledore noticed.
The seedy looking man snorted. "If a little slip like you is a champion for queens," he sneered, not noticing her remaining eye twitch, nor did he or anyone besides the triplets and Dumbledore notice the light tap of her foot, "they must be- YEOW!" He jumped into the air, arms and legs flailing. He fell hard onto the stone floor as the four Alahriyans burst into giggles.
"Are you all right Karkaroff," Dumbledore asked, slightly amused, thouh he wondered how Sky had done it.
"Yes," he said iritably, glaring at the laughing girls as he rubbed his buttocks gingerly. He looked at the couch, "Something..." He trailed off when he caught sight of the hole in the fabric. "What the hell?"
"Next time, try not to insult my Queens," Sky said, with a giggle, "They don't take it well."
"So it would seem," Dumbledore said. "Now, if you are going to join the school, you will need to be sorted."
"If you're going to do that, Karkaroff, interjected, "then I'm taking Victor and leaving."
"Ahs vill me and Fleur," the giant woman said.
"Have a pleasent evening then, Karkaroff, Maxime."
The two adults and ttheir students left the room.
"I should go too," Bagman said, "It's been a pleasure." He too left the room.
Dumbledore looked at Cedric. "If you do not mind waiting my boy; in case they are placed in your house?"
Cedric shook his head. "Of course not sir."
Dumbledore waved the Elder Wand, and the tattered, and quite cross Sorting Hat appeared on a three legged wooden stool.
"Is there a reason for disturbing my peace Albus?"
"You're funny," Sky giggled, her hand to her lips.
"New students I suppose," the Hat said.
"Quite right Adrian. The Potter Heiress was summoned by the Goblet."
"I go by Sky Nunchua now," Sky said kindly, "Nice to meet you."
"Likewise," the Hat said kindly, "Please put me on so that I may sort you."
Sky did so. The Hat immediately straightened, a look of shock crossing his face, and then beganing to tremble before shouting, "HUFFLEPUFF!"
'That was unexpected,' Dumbledore thought. "Sky, would you please hand Adrian to-"
"Hufflepuff for them too," the Hat interrupted a little too quickly.
Dumbledore had to hide his shock. He had never heard the Hat sound so desperate before.
"Very well then Adrian." The elderly Headmaster looked at the four girls. "I will have someone escort you to gather your school supplies, and," he eyed the girls' revealing tube tops, short microskirts, and the fact that they wore nothing underneath, "clothes, tommorrow."
"Lack of underclothes is an Alahriyan custom," Sky explained, "as are our clothes, but as a compromise we'll hide the fact we don't wear anything underneath with Shadow."
"Acceptable," Dumbledore said with a nod. He hesitated a moment, not sure if he should tell her about Voldemorte, but then he thought it best. 'I already made a mistake with her. She deserves to know.' "Cedric, would you mind waiting outside for a moment?"
"Not at all Headmaster." The blonde left the room.
"Now Sky," he said gravely, the change catching the Alahriyan's attention, "I am not sure if you know, but someone is out to kill you."
Sky's cheerfull demeanor changed abruptly, becoming grave, and her lilac eye darkened a little in color. "I know about Voldemorte Professor," she stated. "I may have lost my memories when I I dimension jumped, but I regained them a year ago. I remember everything from the moment I was born now. Though I don't know why he tried to kill me."
"Well, there is a profesy-"
He was interrupted by the tiny girl throwing up her arms and stamping her feet in a right fit. "COSLAC, COSLAC, COSLAC, BROCLOSIR VICBROF JOTSER!"
"I am so glad that was in Alahriyan," Hady muttered.
"Always a profesy. When will people get that the future's not set in stone?" Sky asked angrily, though her voice was a deadly calm; like the calm before the storm.
"I quite agree," Dumbledore said, perplexed at the sudden anger and calm, "Well, be that as it may, I think..."
"That he got me in the tournament to kill me. I was wondering why I never..." She paused, then said, "Well, if he does try, he'll see what happens when you mess with a Vampire Keeper."
"You will fight him?"
Sky pointed to her scar, complete with missing eye. "This isn't for show," she informed him, "It's not
the first time I've fought a murderous psychopath with delusions of grandguer. At least he's not in charge this time."
Dumbledore was intrigued. "I would like to hear about that sometime if I may."
Sky shook her head. "Forgive me but it's not something I like talking about.
"Now if you please, it is both late and our bonding night, so..."
"Yes of course. Cedric will show you to your dorms. Since there are so many of you, you have a room to yourselves."
Sky nodded at that. "Thank you Headmaster." The four girls left the room.
"What have you done Albus," Adrian asked.
Dumbledore blinked. "Excuse me?"
"That girl is the scariest person I've ever met, including Tom Riddle! You have no idea what force you have unleashed on the world."
"Is she dangerous?"
"Of course she is just because of what she is," that Hat really wished that it could say what it saw in other peoples' minds, "Just be grateful that she turned out the way she did."
"Will she stop Tom?"
"Yes."
Dumbledore thought for a moment: He didn't want to kill anyone, but he knew that he had to to stop Tom. "I will help her then. I failed her once; I will not do so again."
(CPVK)
In the Hufflepuff Dorm:
"Are you sure you want to stay here Sky," Hady asked her greatest of her three loves, who was spooned with her, her head resting against her bare breasts.
"Not really Hady, but I can't help but fell responsible. If I'm right, no one on this dimension can kill the slaxca without dying."
"Yeah, well try not to die this time."
Sky snorted. "A little late for that." She looked up, giving her main wife a heavy kiss on the lips. "Good night my Day Queen."
"Good night, my Night Queen."
(CPVK)
Excerpt from Alahriya Archives, translated from Old Alahriyan to English:
Alahriya Populous Archives
Text: []* indicate information redacted for security reasons, with number of * indicating level.
Levels as follows:
*: general peace force
**: Village leaders
***: Collective Representatives
****: Vampire Keepers
*****: Royal Family
Profile:
NAME: Skylaria Nunchua Horlanda Bronvua va Oakclaw
AGE:
Apparent: 8
Aproximate Chronological Age: 16
Actual Age: Unknown
Titles:
Night Queen of Alahriya
Last of the Vampire Keepers
[Redacted]*****
[Redacted]*****
FAMILY:
Father: [Redacted]*****
Mother: Unknown
Uncle: [Redacted]*****
Wives: Deedra Horlanda, Dawn Queen
Ronya Bronvua, Dusk Queen
Haydrya va Oakclaw, Day Queen
APPEARANCE:
Height:16 farlongs[Frl](1.2 meters)
Features: heart shaped face, small button nose. Typical pixie.
Hair: Black with a shock of white on left side beginning above left eye; about waist legnth. Color subject to change according to power set.
Eye Color: Light violet. Subject to change according to current power set.
Distinguishing features:
1) Left eye is missing due to final battle with Rioyouko The Darok One. Left eyebrow is white because of this.
2) A long jagged scar that goes from tip of forehead to the base of her lips through left eye from sword wound. Ranges from 0.0625 Frl (3.75 Centimeter) at widest point at eye socket, to 0.0104 Frl(0.078cm) at tips.
3) 0.0625 Frl (3.75 Centimeter)shock of white hair on left side due to scar. Begins above scar before tapering into 0.0625 Frls (3.75 Centimeters) wide. Usually kept in pony tail dividing right 2/3rds from left.
4) Has black and white tattoo of scythe on inside of left wrist.
Powers:
While not of the Royal Alahriyan Blood, Sky possesses all elemental affinities due to Vampire Keeper Status.
Affinity Strength as follows in descending order: Fire, Earth, Shadow, Lightning, Wind, Water.
Possesses increased strength, speed, stamina, and enhanced senses in normal form.
When in battle, enters Keeper form to increase abilities.
Sky mainly uses her Vampire Keeper powers to fight. However, if she needs to she can [Redacted]*****
In base form, can also [Redacted]****
Personality:
Sky is quite happy go lucky, and very laid back. Cross her at own risk.
(CPVK)
Hope ya'll like it.
Tawnya: I did. Can't wait for her to face Moldyshorts.
You're a little biased, but I can't wait either.
Tawnya: We're both biased then.
Right. Anyway, the rest of the story will be in Sky's POV.
That being said...
Both: See ya next time.