Wings of Destiny
By: Princess of the Moon Kingdom
Disclaimer: Harry Potter doesn´t belong to me…sadly, but true.
Very Important Note (VIN): I must warn you…English is not my birth language. I may have some mistakes during the story but I´ll try to overlook them and correct them. This is my first story :D, so please comment. Thank you ;D
Enjoy XD
Summary: Lily Evans was not the angel that everybody thinks she was. She, in revenge, stole a child from a powerful pure-blood family and showed him as her son. Years later, an 8 year old Harry will found about his real heritage. The witch, whom Lily took the child, will come to take him back. How can this affect the future and fate of the boy-who-lived? Lily, Dumbledore, almost all the order of the phoenix and Weasley´s family (with the exception of Sirius, Snape, Fred and George) bashing. Dark Harry.
*Flashback*
-James! How could you do this to me? I thought…I thought you loved me...- said a broken hearted, red haired witch. Her green eyes not only showed the pain she was feeling at that moment, but also the hate towards the couple that she was looking at.
-I did…once. But the love I felt was a lie. You put potions in my foods and drinks but, other than that, I would never fall in love with a mud-blood, less with someone like you…Evans. Don't act as victim; you knew it from the beginning. I am an heir to a family of pure blood…I will not defile the destiny of my unborn heir- explained James Potter. Even with the look in the eyes of Lily, his amber eyes were emotionless…as his face. He will not fall because of the cheap charms and tricks of a daughter of muggles. The honor of his family was on his shoulder, and he was not going to drop it just for her.
-What? Potions on…? You are mistaken James, I never did that. Your love for me was real, you have to believe me. Don't you remember…?-
-Don't waste your breath, Evans…he knows the truth, what is the point on lying in his face? You really don't know where and when to stop, do you? Or…can it be that you got so deep in your own lies that now you see them as the reality? ...pathetic- interrupted the beautiful woman that was standing besides James. Her rare dark purple-almost-black eyes where looking at her with superiority. Her hair was as black as an abyss.
-Who get you into this problem, Amara (1)? This is between James and me…-
-Show more respect, mud-blood- defended James. With his comment, the tears in the eyes of Lily were visible,-she is a pure-blood…and scum like you should bow to us, the high ranking wizards…I said…bow, imperio!- at this, Lily was forced to bow, meanwhile the pair was laughing at her. With a movement of his wand, James sent flying the red haired witch a few meter away,- stay there where you belong…and don't get in our way again, you understand…right?- Amara warned as James and her started walking away. Lily just stayed there, with her head in the dirt…crying her heart out. She couldn't believe this. All her plans…destroyed by that bitch! She gave up the love of her life, Severus, for nothing?
-no…I will have what I want…I have to have ALL I want, ever! No one will stand in my way…not even Voldemort himself! You will be mine, James Potter…MINE!-
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-Just a little more, Mrs. Potter…just push! - said the medi-witch. Amara pushed with all her power and will. Next to her was James, her husband; he was taking her hand as a sign of support. In just a moment, the room was filled by the sweetest sound on the world…the cry of a baby.
-It´s a boy- announced the nurse as she wrapped the baby in a blanket. The old woman gave the baby to the weak mother and the happy father as she began to pack all her things.
- Which will be his name? - asked the wizard as he took the little hand of his son.
-Athan…Athan Tyrone Potter- spoke after a moment Amara, with a dreamy voice.
-Greek names? Why not English or German names?-
- Because those names are special. Athan means immortal and Tyrone means king. Our son is that: an immortal king- answered very sure of herself,-He is so handsome…- Amara told James proudly.
-Yeah…he will be a heartthrob, just like me! - James answered happy
-oh my…I will have a hard time hexing every girl that will try to take him away from me- warned playfully the future jealous mother. They were laughing when something hit James from behind, - James! What is…? James! - The newly mother tried to awake his fallen husband, but stopped as soon as a wicked laugh was heard.
-I told you I was going to get revenge…- said a poisonous voice. Amara recognized it immediately. She tried to do wandless magic but she was too weak from the birth. A spell, which she didn't heard being cast, hit her right in the chest. The last thing she saw was the nurse who helped her during the labor of her child slowly transforming into a person who she didn't want to see again in her life. Her little son was crying. Her eyes were getting heavier with each second.-Sleep peacefully…and don't worry, I will take of them- and all turned black.
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Amara started to awake. Everything was a flurry memory…but that didn't last long as she remembered all. She began to search in the entire house, calling for her husband and son but only silence greeted her. She couldn't believe it. James…little Athan…were taken from her. The magic, which was cursed by the owner by appearing now and no when she needed the most, started floating around her. All the furniture began to shake with great force. A scream, full of hate, sorrow, and fury, pierced the night as a thunder divided the sky. The house was quickly destroyed. In the middle of the rubble, a young angel with black wings stood. Her eyes were cold and serious.
-this is not over…oh no, this is just starting. When I take a hold on you, mud-blood, I will make sure you suffer a fate worse than death…-with that, Amara spread her wings and began searching for her beloved ones under the dark sky…
*End of Flashback*
Notes of the Author (NA): How was it? I hoped you liked it :D I will try to get the chapters up quickly…if not, maybe I will upgrade once a week :).
Amara: German name; bitter, eternal, immortal, loved, firm/steady (that's what I found in internet, XD).