Author's Note: I do not own the Ninja Turtles or Harry Potter. All original characters belong to me.
Summary: Splinter rescues an infant and the Turtles discover that there are such things as wizards and witches. Stephanie 'Stevie' Lupin wasn't able to attend Hogwarts due to a spell that had been placed upon her which would cease on her fifteenth year. In between that time she learns Magic outside of school and the art of Ninjitsu. Now, it is time for her to attend the school her father, mother and uncle have once been students to.
Chapter One
She ran as fast as her legs could carry her. She had been told to leave England and hide in America, but it appears that she had been found and is now running not only for her life, but for the life of the precious cargo that was in her arms and held close against her body. This child was her daughter. It was her mission to keep her safe, knowing on what might happen if they were ever found out, plus given the situation back in the United Kingdom, it just wasn't safe.
Guess it wasn't safe here in the United States either. Two months after hiding in New York, it appeared that two of the Death Eaters were in town, looking for any recruits. When she walked out in front of them, by accident and not knowing, she knew that she had to disappear as fast as possible. She couldn't risk disapparating, so there was only option and that was to run.
She had no idea how far she had gone or how long she had been running for. But her gain to get away came to an end when she reached the end of an alleyway, one where there was a brick wall blocking her way.
"Nowhere to run to now," sneered the voice of one of the two, "Stupid woman."
She clung to the infant and turned her back just as a string of green lights collided against her body. Her body fell to the ground and didn't move. One of the Death Eaters stepped forwards and inspected both her and the baby she was carrying. Both were lying motionless. Satisfied, the pair left them.
What they didn't know was that someone had witnessed the murder. A five foot tall rat, wearing a maroon robe and carrying a walking stick came out of the shadows when it was safe enough to do so. His name was Splinter and he knew just what this woman and those men were the moment he saw the wands. It was when he grew a lot closer when he noticed that the woman wasn't yet dead, for she moved just a little.
"P-please, take her," she struggled.
"Is there no-one for me to tell?" Splinter asked. He was a little surprised that the curse that had been preformed hadn't killed her instantly. "Even via owl?"
"There is a message tucked inside her blanket," the woman weakly said. "Now, please, take her and make sure she stays safe."
Splinter gently picked the infant girl up and saw an envelope peeking out of the blanket she was wrapped in. As Splinter did so, the woman drew her final breath. Splinter couldn't bear the thought of just leaving the woman lying in the alleyway, but what choice did he have?
Movement within his grasp caused him to look down upon the baby. She had fine lines of black hair; light brown eyes behind a set of long lashes and didn't at all make a sound. Instead she simply looked up at Splinter with a calculating expression, which was quite disturbing to see on someone who couldn't be any older than about a year. However the expression changed to a more warming one, as though she figured that this stranger wasn't going to hurt her.
Splinter took the envelope out of the blanket and read who it was addressed to.
Remus J. Lupin
Urgent!
As soon as he pulled it out, the letter dissolved into thin air. He knew it was going on its way to where it needed to. Until then, Splinter had no other option but to take the child into his home.
Splinter arrived home to find his four three-year-old sons still fast asleep in their beds, just where he had left them. This meant he would be able to divert his attention to the little girl who had been placed within his care for whatever time it would take for this Remus J. Lupin to arrive.
"Since I do not know your name, I will call you Tenshi," Splinter softly said, "Wish means Angel in my language."
In a matter of hours Michelangelo wandered out of his and his brothers' bedroom and into the living area where Splinter was, holding his teddy bear in his left arm and rubbing his right eye with his right fist.
"Mornin' Daddy," he said, still sounding quite tired, but that would subside in time.
"Good morning, Michelangelo," Splinter warmly replied.
Michelangelo saw a baby fast asleep in the middle of an old mattress they owned that was surrounded by cushions and sheets to make a sort of barrier.
"Daddy, why is dere a baby here?"
"I had to help her," said Splinter.
"Is she going to be livin' here?"
"Only until her father comes to collect her," said Splinter.
Michelangelo nodded.
"I'll make you some breakfast," said Splinter, getting up from the couch, pretty sure that the little girl will be fine for a short while with his absence.
Michelangelo was given what was left of the cereal with some bananas to sweeten the oats. When the other three came out, they were given toast and a banana each.
"It appears that I may have to go out again tonight," he said to them, seeing that the supplies were very low. That was the reason he was out the night before, but his priorities to help the infant girl took over.
A wail came from the living room.
"Whad's dat?" Donatello asked.
"Our guest," said Splinter. "I'll be a moment."
He wasn't even gone for more than two minutes; Splinter arrived back with 'Tenshi' in his arms.
"Tenshi will be staying with us for a while," he explained.
"Tenshi?" said Leonardo.
"I do not know her name, so Tenshi seems quite fitting for until she is collected by her parents," Splinter explained.
The Turtles understood well enough.
Throughout the day, Splinter had the Turtles in training for a while and had them going through their ABCs and 123s and whatever else he could think of to help them learn. In all that time, he kept Tenshi close by. It was pure luck that he actually did have certain supplies to keep her fed, clean and occupied, being that she was a crawler.
The Turtle boys were more interested in their infant visitor. Michelangelo being more so, seeing to it that she had toys to play with. However helpful he wanted to be, Splinter had to tell him that some of his toys could make Tenshi choke.
It was two thirty and the boys were sitting down to their afternoon tea, with Splinter close by with Tenshi showing keen interest in the toy keys she was given, when there was a knock on the door. Splinter picked Tenshi up and went to answer the door.
Waiting on the other side was a tall man; he was quite shabby looking, with short light brown hair, moustache and blue eyes.
"Yes?" said Splinter.
"I am Remus Lupin," the man said politely, he showed the envelope that had his name and the word Urgent upon it. It had been opened, clearly stating that the letter was bearing the information of which had brought him here.
The little girl then started giving a giggly kind of sound and leant forward in Splinter's arms towards the man. A twinkle in Remus's eye made Splinter know then that this was the girl's father. Without hesitation Splinter handed her over to him.
"I cannot thank you enough," said Remus, holding her close to him.
"Perhaps you should come in for a while, rest a little before making your way home," Splinter offered. "My name is Splinter, by the way."
Remus took up the kind offer.
"Aren't you in the least surprised of my appearance?" Splinter asked.
Remus shook his head. "I'm a little more than what meets the eye," he said.
"I figured that you would be a wizard," said Splinter.
"You know of us?"
"I learnt many things from my Master," Splinter simply said.
Remus nodded. "I don't know how many times I'm going to say this, but, thank you again."
"Is dat her Daddy, Daddy?" the voice of Michelangelo asked, from the open way between the kitchen and living area.
"As you can see, I am a father as well," said Splinter, as Michelangelo went and stood beside him.
"Are you Tenshi's Daddy?"
"Tenshi?" Remus asked.
"It means Angel in Japanese," Splinter explained, "We didn't know her name and didn't seem appropriate not to call her by a name of some kind."
"I see," said Remus.
"This is my youngest son, Michelangelo," said Splinter.
Remus noticed three more child-sized Mutant Turtles had appeared at the open way.
It wasn't until an hour later before Remus was to leave with his daughter, whose name was Stephanie. But he promised that the Turtle boys would be able to see her in the future. Remus could see that it would benefit his daughter if she had friends and grew up to being open-minded.
Bidding the family goodbye, Remus left with Stephanie for the United Kingdom.
Remus knew that Severus all ready knew of the death of their sister and wife, Kiara. But what both men discovered was that their daughter and niece, Stephanie, had a spelt placed upon her by Kiara just moments before her death. The spell was a safe spell, which doesn't end until her fifteenth year. It was to protect her from as much Dark Magic activity as possible. But it also prevented Stephanie from attending Hogwarts come her eleventh year, instead she wasn't to attend until she was fifteen.
Such spells are not unheard of. Because of this, Stephanie will be taught magic outside Hogwarts. It was also a possibility for her to learn other things as well. Remus knew just the person who could help him.