Hello guys! Currently, I am writing two fanfics, both Avatar the Last Airbender and Harry Potter crossover, and I am really excited. I know I am terrible at expressing feelings, and grammar is well bad. But I'd really appreciate if you guy focus on the theme. I was dying to write this fanfic for a long long time. But didn't start until now! There won't be the trio in this story. cuz this is mainly a story of a witch stuck inside the Avatar world. Starts from book 2: Also read my other stroy , life is what you make it. Please read and Review
Disclaimer: I don't own AVATAR THE LAST AIRBENDER OR ANY OF ITS CHARACTERS. All the credit goes to the creator.

'Never give up on what you really want to do. The person with big dreams is more powerful than one with big facts.' - Albert Einstein

Chapter 1: Bitter Work Begins

Paris was walking around, in the city of San Diego. Tears in her eyes, she was listening to a depressing song. Her eyes were red, and skin was pale. Her short dark hair wafted by the air. The usual twinkle in her golden-brown eyes was lost. And they looked glum. She looked at the sky , clouds had it covered.

Strangers passed by, looking at her but all she could think of, was her mom. The woman who has been my mom for the sixteen years and seven months, and the man who has been my dad for as long as I remember, are actually my adoptive parents! She shook her head, she didn't want to believe it. It was impossible.

A minute later, she looked up. The sky was dull , just like Paris's mood. The clouds had it covered. The sun was no more visible. Paris was still walking. She took a right turn, and entered her best friend's street. She reached her home, rung the bell. Knocked the door, but no reply. She suddenly remembered her best friend Ayesha left for her school. More tears spilled out of her eyes. What she needed then , was a friend.

She didn't want to go home, so she tried the front door. It opened, and Paris entered the cold and empty house. She looked around, spotting her and Ayesha's picture on the took it in her hand It was labelled Best Friend Forever. Paris smiled sadly at it. Suddenly she heard noises coming from the basement, fear overcame her. But curiousity beat it. She took the staircase to the basement and carrying the picture, went downstairs.

There she saw a handbag, it was glowing. Paris stared at it. It reminded her of a PortKey back at Hogwarts. Hogwarts, she thought. When she used to live in London, with her 'family' ,a letter from Hogwarts came at her house. She turned out to be a witch. She went to the school of wichcraft and wizardry, happily. But in her fifth year, her 'dad's ' job made them move to the US. She left school, she had to leave it. The Professors were so kind about it.She looked at the photo, and best of all, that's where Ayesha went too. She must probably be there, teasing Professor Longbottom, right now. Enjoying her life at a magical place. I can't even use magic now. But in four months time , I will be of age.. that made her smile.

She walked over to the purple, shiny hand bag and touched it. It felt so nice and warm. Her stomach tickled a bit, but the rest was fine. She felt energetic, suddenly, Then every thing went black. She frowned, her eyes closed. But it seemed as if the sunlight really wanted to enter Paris's eyes. She rubbed her eyes and opened them. She looked at a large boulder beside her in disbelieve. She rubbed her eyes again, to check if it was some sort of dream. A second late a giant rock came flying towards her. She took a brief look at it and quickly got out of the way.

' Definitely, not a dream,' Paris muttered. There was a silence then, Paris got up and sped to the direction, from where the boulder came. She looked around to find billions of rocks and boulders. Mostly, boulders. There were many cliffs.

' Could I possibly be in Hollywood and this is a movie shoot - or was that bag a portkey to ... land of nothing but rocks, ' Paris thought. She continued walking, but when she saw small clearing , she stopped. There was a boy there, with an arrow on his head and elbow and a wild girl, wearing green robes. They were practicing moves for - what?

The next thing Paris knew was being sent up, flying and landing on the her back.

' Ouch..' she groaned, rubbing her back at the same time.

' You were spying on us, weren't you? Fire Nation spy! ' the green robed wild girl snapped at me with her hands on her hips. The bald boy with tattoos and arrows looked at Paris in confusion.

' Are you from the firenation?' he asked me, trying to sound kind.

' I have seriously -' Paris began, scratching her elbow and standing up.

' FIRE NATION! FIRE NATION!' Paris turned around to look at a boy her age running towards her with a boomerang. She took a step backwards.

' No -no -' she started again to be interrupted by the wild girl.

' You must know who you are dealing with- the best earthbender in the world, and the avatar!' she yelled in Paris's face.

' Shut up! ' Paris said , frowning at her. ' I am neither from nor have any idea about THE Firenation - what you floor-dirt are saying, makes no sense to me, ' she said, looking at the bald kid and the wild girl.

' I don't believe you, ' the older boy said, tripping over his own boomerang.

' What? ' Paris narrowed her eyes.

' We can get Katara to take a look at her, ' the bald kid suggested, nervously.

' I still doubt her, ' the wild one said, fingering her chin.

Paris glared at her and then sighed, ' My name is Paris Jus- Paris . Just Paris.'

' I am Aang, this is Toph.. and he is Sokka -'

' You told the enemy our names! ' Sokka yelled at Aang.

' But I don't even know why do we have to be enemies in first place?' Paris asked, looking confused.

' Sokka, stop being paranoid-' Aand pleaded.

' Look at her, dark hair, fair skin. Golden eyes, ' Sokka said, looking into Pari's eyes. ' And also the same firebender arrogance.'

' Sure my birth element is fire, being a Leo but what is a firebender? ' Paris asked, irritably.

' You really don't know about benders or - nations? Aang asked her. She shook her head.

' Today, Aang I was supposed to teach you Earthbending, but since you are so involved, you may go and play, ' Toph yelled at Aang.

' But .. I barely know anything here. And you -'

' Sokka, taking fussy-princess to Katara , and leave us alone ,' Toph said, glaring at someone who was not there.

' Why are you looking there? I am here, ' Paris asked, trying to be on good terms with her.

' I don't call myself best for no reason, I am Blind,' Toph said, pride shining in her grey faded eyes.

' No kidding ...' Paris said, in disbelieve.

' Come on, my sister isn't going to wait for you all day.' Sokka said, looking suspiciously at Paris.

' Okay..' Paris waved to Aang and Toph ( which was pointless) amd followed Sokka. The boy kept on turning around to make sure she was following. Lucky thing, I have my wand. Any trouble, just a wave away! Paris bent and felt for her dragon heartstring wand in her knee- high black boots. It's there. The Ministry of Magic can't get me here, I mean even Mr. Harry Potter used his wand when he was attacked by the dementors twenty one years ago!It can't be much trouble for me either.

Soon the two reached the tents. Sokka threw his boomerang on the ground and pulled Paris over to a blue tent. There was a girl in blue robes, making something in a cauldron.

' Katara! ' Sokka yelled from behind her, causing her to startle.

' Sokka! How many times do I have to tell you ? Never jump on me like that, ' she scolded him, standing up. Then she looked at Paris, ' May I know, who are you? '

' Believe it or not, I am not so sure myself, ' Paris said, shrugging nervously. Sokka explained her the whole situation, he told her his doubts, Toph's anger and each and every detail.

' What? ' Katara said, raising her eye brows at Paris. ' Are you really from another world?'

' I don't know- um do you know lady Gaga?' Paris asked,trying to check whether it was her own world or some other dimension.

' What? No-'

' Then , I really am from another world, ' Paris gasped, in horror.

' Don't worry, and ignore it if my stupid brother and Toph scared you.I will explain you everything. Now sit here, let me check your chi.' Katara said, kindly but sternly. Paris smiled uncomfortably. Katara reminded her of Mrs. Weasley nee Granger. Paris obeyed her and sat across her.

Katara placed both her arms on her shoulders and closed her eyes. Then she took some water - how? Paris didn't think- and massaged her shoulders. Well, that is relaxing.She thought, and glanced at the young girl. SHe looked focused, literally.

A minute later, Katara moved her hands from Paris's shoulders, and looked at her, 'Your chi is quite unusually heavy- but you also have the essence of a bender...'

' Look, between the two of us, I admit it is heavy and I know that why! ' Paris said, immediately reminded of her witch power.

' Really? What is ..' Katara said, looking around to make sure Sokka wasn't there.

' I am a witch, ' Paris said, feeling her boot again.

' What- oh my-'

' No! Not a bad witch - witches and wizards aren't bad!' Paris scowled at her.

' How come-' Katara stood up and took a step backward.

Paris shook her head and reached her boot to take out her wand. She felt for it but couldn't find it. She looked at Katara who looked ready to fight.

' I knew it , Katara! Didn't I tell you that she was an imposter- a Fire Nation spy?' Sokka said, coming from behind Paris with her wand in his hand.

'My wand! ' she said, standing up and reaching for it. ' Where did you find it? '

' It looked as if you dropped your weapon and I picked it up - wait... WHAT! A WAND?' Sokka screamed as he dropped Paris's wand, and ran to hide behind Katara.

' You are not hurting anyone! ' Katara said, narrowing her eyes and creating a water wall between them. Paris frowned at her in irritation. She sighed. It is going to be alot harder than I thought. She thought and shook her head.

' Look, I am not going to use my wand at you-' Paris said, trying to convince them.

' How can we trust you? ' Sokka said, peaking at Paris from Katara's back.

' Because, I didn't use it at you or your other friends earlier- ' Paris began explaining but was interrupted.

' You were over- powered!' Sokka argued.

' Yes, and I am over powered now too, don't you think? ' Paris said, bending down to pick her wand up. ' Yes, yes I know -' Sokka began.

' Also because I am not using it at you. I know pretty bad curses, but I am not using them, ' Paris said, feeling pretty confident.

' When I checked your Chi, I felt negative energy radiating from you ... ' Katara said, calming down.

' That was well-'

' Why aren't you using the curses if you know them, huh? ' Sokka asked, as if what he said made any sense.

' Because, I can't! The trace will be over on my seventeenth birthday, which is four months away and then I can use those curses, ' Paris said, running out of breath.

' What does that mean? ' Katara asked, her face softening.

' Every wizard and witch has a trace. It means they can't use magic outside school, until they are seventeen, ' Paris explained.

' Why aren't they allowed to use magic outside school? ' Sokka asked, fingering his small mustaches.

' So that they accidently don't blow away the secret cover!' Paris said, twirling a lock of her hair with her wand.

' What secret cover-' said Katara, walking closer to Paris.

' People who are non- magical are called Muggles. They don't know anything about the wizarding world. And the secret is better off remaining untold to the Muggles. ' Paris said, waving her wand.

' Why were you radiating' Katara interrogated.

' Before, I came here, I was told by my,' Paris paused, feeling sick. After a long pause, she said, ' .. my mom and dad, that they weren't my real parents and that my real parents had left me.' Tears reappeard in her eyes.

' I am sorry, I was ..' Katara stood behind Paris patting her back.

' This must be an act she is putting on for us, ' Sokka said, raising her eye brow two inches high.

' Sokka!' Katara smacked his head. ' Ignore him, he is crazy.'

' He he,' Paris forced a laughter. Earlier, she thought she was a Muggle born, but now she wasn't so sure. Maybe her parents were wizards and witches, so she was a pure blood or maybe a half blood.

Katara, later, explained her all about the four nations and the avatar and non-benders at which Sokka tripped. Soon Sokka was left clearing the tents and supplies, while Paris and Katara walked over to Toph and Aang.


Aang was trying to move a rock, and Toph was screaming at him. Paris was surprised to see Toph , a blind girl, so good at bending Earth. It can literally crush her, Pairs thought. Aang was trying his best but couldn't get it right.

' I don't get it, he did it exactly the way you did. What went wrong with it? ' Katara asked, stepping in.

' Maybe there's a different angle, ' Aang spoke, floating to the other end of the rock, but Toph grabbed his robes in the mid air.

' No, that is the problem. You have got to stop thinking like an airbender. There is no different angle, no different trick that is going to move that rock,' Toph said, pushing Aang. ' You have got to face it head on- and when I say head on I mean it like this.' She jumped on the boulder, flat on her stomach, crushing the rock.

' Woah!' Aang moved a step from her and bumped into Paris. ' Oh, sorry.' he said, turning scarlet.

' Hi, ' Paris smiled cheerfully at him. Katara had told her that since she had nowhere to go, she could stay with them. What a surprise for Mister Avatar.

Toph snapped, 'Little twinkly- toes is too much of a baby to face a rock!' with that she stomped away. Aang sighed and fell on his knees, Paris sympathetically patted his back. Katara ran after Toph to talk her into continuing to train Aang.

' I have been training Aang for a while, and he responds really well to positive teaching. He works with praise, lot's of encouragement, and if he does it wrong give it a gentle nudge in the right direction..' Katara was explaining to Toph. And Toph agreed, promising gentle nudge.


Thanks alot for reading the story. How do you like it so far? I like it so far... What do you think. Okay, tell me, how many of you are tired , waiting for Avatar the Legend of Korra ? I just can't wait. What are you guys expecting or hoping to see in the book 2? I know I want to see the history of the Avatar Spirit.

Constructive criticisms are appreciated. Review and give your opinion on the story!
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