Formerly known as Talia Potter
It is not often that I can blame someone for getting an idea in my head, so I want to send my gratitude to the story Darcy Lewis- Agent of SHIELD or How I got a High Paying Government Job without even Trying ( s/11263808/1) by OldSaintJohn.( u/6260248/OldSaintJohn)
I enjoyed the story until it shifted perspective, (I like reading the story, I don't want to be in it, so no 1st person perspective for me) but the story is very well written, but I am getting off track. I decided to put my spin on things.
Chapter 1 – Talia Potter vanishes
Darcy Lewis was odd, or so the people who know her would say. To the people on the street, once they stop staring at you like you're a crazy person and point her out, would say she had – assets, emphasis on the 'ass', before they would get try to get away from you as soon as possible. Just be sure she doesn't hear you ask about her or you'll meet Mr. P. Sparky, her tazer.
Even those closest to her doesn't really know her, to them Darcy is sarcastic, rude, bitchy, secretive, sometimes clumsy, cute and has the most peculiar heterochromia, her eyes had three distinct green hues. If you ask Darcy about her past she gets a glint in those eyes and tells you that you don't need to know, yet. Fortunately for you, the reader, this is a story, and we cannot go into the future without delving into the past.
Darcy wasn't born on October 31, 1994, neither was she born in a backwater American town, or in America for that matter. Darcy's real name isn't even Darcy Ivory Lewis. On October 31, 1994, Darcy's real name floated out of a glorified Sippy-cup and she was forced to compete in a dangerous tournament as a matter of fact, at the age of 14. Darcy Lewis was born on July 31, 1980 under the name Talia Heather Potter, a witch.
Yeah you heard that right, the petite 17-year-old should be 14 years older, so how did it happen that she is still 17 in 2011? The simple answer is it didn't. You see there are thousands and thousands of multiple versions of the planet. You see when you make a decision to go left instead of right; there is another earth where you would've chosen right. You get the picture.
Now every earth exists in the same plane co-existing in harmony. If for some reason you fall out of your plane and into another, usually you would only miss or gain a few seconds. However if you tamper with those planes all bets are off, you can end up anywhere. Okay physics 101 over let's take a look at Darcy, or rather Talia's life.
Born to Lily and James Potter, Talia was a happy baby, for the first year of her life at least, she had parents who loved her and uncles who would marvel her with stories of their mischievous childhood and, in the case of one, adulthood.
That all changed when the Fire Nation attacked – wait – what – wrong story.
A self-styled Dark Lord, more like a crybaby afraid of death, was gaining power and winning the war he created. People tend to not like that, so a senile old man manipulated a few people and they made a stand against this Dark Lord.
One day while crying about spilled milk, a greasy idiot, that got friend zoned, heard a drunk make a speech, turns out the speech was a prophecy. The idiot didn't even stick around to hear the end, too happy he ran to the grave dodger.
Angry the grave dodger decided that he needed to act. He slapped a rat around for a bit then promised the man who could turn into them a place in heaven, if you told him where to find the baby that would someday kill him.
The rat-bastard told him and got a plate of cookies for the effort. So on her first Samhain Talia was made an orphan. Darth Grave Dodger entered her house and played a dangerous game of laser-tag with her father, before going upstairs to her room.
"Here's Tommy!" was perhaps a highly inappropriate way of telling Talia's mother that she was gonna die. Mamma Evans didn't raise two fools, Lily knew she was gonna die and completed a powerful ritual.
Tommy turned his poking stick at Talia and they played a game of hot potato, throwing the sickly green curse between the two of them. Unfortunately in the end Tommy-boy got stuck with the hot potato and died, using up one of his lives. Winning the game gave Talia her 1up. And luckily she wouldn't need it until she turned 17, even with the odds stacked against her.
A gentle giant took her from the ruins of her room, his heart was in the right place, but he wasn't really fit to handle anything less dangerous than a XXX-class creature. He drove her through the freezing air from Godric's Hollow to Little Whinging, Talia's second brush with death.
In Little Whinging, the senile old man met with them and poking around where he wasn't supposed to, he convinced a stern, motherly witch to leave the baby on the doorstep.
When Talia could form her own memories and remember them she was stuffed, naked, into the cupboard under the stairs, she would work like a slave from the time she could walk until she was rescued by the motherly witch who finally build up a resistance to the senile old man's mind rape.
Unfortunately that was too late to stop the walrus of a man from stealing Talia's innocence. When Talia grew too old for her so-called uncle, he made her a punching bag, while fantasizing about the times she was between 3 and 7.
Her first year at her new school didn't bring much joy either. The senile old man was still the headmaster, at the opening feast he said the one thing that would ensure that any child that had her curiosity stumped, would find intriguing: 'Don't go to the 3rd floor corridor on the right'.
Talia did, she made friends with a big fluffy doggy with three heads, appropriately named Fluffy. By the end of the year Lord Shadow Wraith revealed that he liked to piggy-back on the stupid. Unfortunately Sir Fake-Stutters couldn't touch Talia even trying to rape her and her bff, Hermione Granger. He went up in smoke, and Lord Barely-a-Ghost fled, tail between the legs.
Second year found Talia making a new friend. Unfortunately the dark side of facebook had a hold on Jenova and Talia had to kill her. The year also brought out the likes of a pretty-boy pretender who had a heavy hand when casting memory charms. Said pretty-boy would call girls to his chamber, take advantage of their admiration of him and screw up their memories.
Third year had an escaped convict on the loose, disguised as a rather large puppy. Talia adopted the puppy but kept it a secret. Their werewolf teacher didn't seem the type to like this particular brand of puppy. Because of said puppy/escapee the school played host to the ex-girlfriends of millionaire playboys, the soul sucking Dementors.
Moldy-shorts Riddle found a friend in the rat-man who wanted to bring him to life in Talia's fourth year. He isn't the brightest cookie so another helped him. They organized a tournament between 3 top schools. As mentioned before Talia was sucked into it.
Between fighting dragons and swimming with mermaids, Talia fell in love, like most 14-year-olds do. However, the love of her life wasn't some ripped bad boy, but a meek bookworm, her best friend, Hermione Granger. The two grew closer that year, so close in fact that the kiss they shared wasn't out of place. Coins exchanged hands with the Weasley twins reeling in the profit.
The year ended with a maze, Talia and a Hogwarts pretty boy, Cedric Diggory, made it to the tri-wizard cup together and ended up at Lord Scared-of-death's resurrection party, cookies were passed out to the loyal followers over Cedric's corpse.
Fifth year brought its own set of problems, the ministry of magic sent someone to snuff all talk about Dark Lords, a few more psychos escaped the inescapable prison and Talia was made a liar around every turn. If it wasn't for Hermione, Talia would've gone off the deep end. And the worst part was losing her 'dog'-father.
Six year the senile old man tried to get Talia alone, but help came from the most unlikely source. Bellatrix Lestrange was many things in the secret worlds, most of them had her as a lunatic. Turned out, Bellatrix was a spy for Sirius, the fact that Sirius fell through the veil was as much of a shock to her as it was to Talia. Bellatrix trained Talia to battle the Dark Arts, the senile old man wanted to show her where Tommy-boy went all crazy.
Seventh year had Talia and Hermione on the run, hunting Horcruxes, Tom Riddle's 1ups. They destroyed all but two by the time Tom called Talia out. It was in this final battle that Talia used her 1up. Tom killed her, destroying the Horcrux in her chest. She came back stronger. The Horcrux it seemed was pigging out on Talia's magical core, weakening her.
Tom vanished that night, not died, vanished. When you split your soul to escape death, death does not want you when you die and your soul fades into darkness. Talia gained death's respect, and death told her she would die when she lived a full life. And that is where we are now.
The battle was over, but at a great cost, many died. And Talia found herself on the destroyed bridge with her broken wand and death's wand. With a flick and twist Talia fixed her wand before transfiguring it to a device normally seen in the muggle world, a tazer. Talia didn't plan on staying in the wizarding world. There was nothing for her there anymore.
Laying Hermione to rest was the hardest thing she could do. But as they say misery loves company. It was only a few weeks when Talia found a time spell. Ignoring the countless warnings and the lovely note from James Potter saying never to use the spell, Talia cast it with her wand/tazer and stepped through the violent red portal.
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Waking up with a throbbing headache was no joke. Feeling like a sock in a washer didn't help either. The first thing Talia noticed was her wand/tazer only a few paces away, next was the wind on her nude body – wait – what?
Talia frantically search for something to cover herself, making her magic flare. She found the wind had stopped. She looked around and found herself in a storage room. Knowing she must be in a muggle store she scanned the area for any cameras. Luckily there were none.
Picking through the boxes she found several articles of clothes. Most of them could be layered to hide her body from prying eyes. With clothes out of the way Talia flared her magic to disable any muggle cameras and exited the shop. Once she was on the street she was stopped by a cop, asking her why she was in the ally.
"Would you believe I went to relieve myself back there?" Talia asked not wanting to tell the cop she just stole some clothes and placed it in her magically enlarged back pocket.
"Think you're funny do you?" the officer asked before he saw a puddle of liquid flowing into the light. "Sorry, but you would still need to come with me."
Talia looked at his badge and let out a small choked laugh. Officer Darcy didn't seem to like that very much.
"What are you laughing at?" he asked rather forcefully.
"I find it odd that my first name is your surname." Talia said thinking fast, "Darcy Lewis." Talia held out her hand.