Hey Everyone!
I have been re-inspired by one of my best friends, Jaime Fraser to work on this story which, I originally started a while back. This is a Christmas gift for her!
I decided to do a Harry Potter/Disney crossover. I was inspired by the thought of why isn't there any students with a legit disability. One that magic can not fix despite arguments of how it could. One could say that Mad-Eye Moody and Remus Lupin had disabilities because of what happened to Mad-Eye as an Auror and Remus being a werewolf. But how truly different is the Wizarding World from the world we live in today. I know that it isn't a big part of the story but it has been a question of mine for sometime. I think it would be amazing to see students in wheelchairs at Hogwarts. How would other students see them, society? How would they be able to make classes work? Realistically, Ariel wouldn't automatically know how to walk once in the human world. How would she deal with it and how would Hogwarts be able to handle a student who has a handicap? I want to thank my Slytherin sister and fellow Ariel lover, Jaime Frasier for the inspiration! I do hope you enjoy this version of the story. Thank you.
Love,
DJ Vivian
Disclaimer: I do not own the rights or characters of Harry Potter, The Little Mermaid, Frozen, or Rise of The Guardians.
Snape wheeled over what had been discussed at both meetings of the Order and of Voldemort's gatherings. Severus Snape was constantly reminded why he despised serving two masters. He had told Dumbledore about how Voldemort and Harry's minds had been linked since the ceremony in the graveyard months before. How Voldemort had planned to use the link as a weapon to destroy Potter. Now the boy had to be watched even more closely now. A knock on the door jolted him out his thoughts. He sighed expecting it to be Dumbledore yet again.
"Come in." The man called out frustration in his voice. He hated the late night visits, the unexpected visitors. He liked the fact that once he left the classroom he could be alone with his thoughts but the visitors were becoming more and more annoyingly frequent with time.
Argus Filch, the school caretaker scurried in with a look of great concern and almost scared, "Sorry to bother you, Professor but I found two injured students out by the lake," He reported to the head of Slytherin house. He wrung his hands nervously as the man surveyed him slowly.
Something didn't feel right to Severus but he needed more information first. Who knew, this could have been a Death Eater attack. "Two injured students?" Snape intently questioning the care taker as he stood up from his desk. "Who are they? And why are you here instead of going to Poppy or the headmaster about this?" He demanded, grabbing his wand.
Argus became increasing nervous and a bit perturbed with the accusations. "I did and Dumbledore advised that I come to you for your assistance as well." He said, Severus shook his head mildly disgusted with Albus' choice of action. Just like the old man to say something like this. Severus thought annoyedly to himself. "I don't know who they are, just a boy and girl. I thought the girl could be Weasley and the boy could be Longbottom. I don't know who the girl is I thought it could be Weasley. Poppy advised me to come here for your assistant." He said.
"Weasley? Longbottom?" Snape walked out of the door with Filch close behind him before moving in front to lead the way. Luckily, Severus knew proper healing methods his grandmother had done it for decades. It also depended on the depths of the injury, itself. "Are they conscious?" He bellowed, nearly running down the hall. It could have been too late.
"Barely when I left them by the lake's shore," Argus said, limping at top speed down the dungeons, into the majestic entrance hall, and out to the grounds. Severus immediately lit his wand upon entering the biting cold September night. He could see bright almost flaming red hair standing out in the darkness. Next to the barely visible body, lay a young sandy-haired boy also sprawled out on the ground.
As Snape saw the children, he couldn't help but run down the hill towards the water. "Weasley! Longbottom? Weasley?" Snape quickly noticed as he leaned over the girl first that her red hair a few tints redder than Ginny's, her hair was wavy, and she was paler. From the looks of it, neither one barely had any clothes on, "Filch, this isn't Weasley." He said, examining her for any known injuries before over to the boy. From what the Potions Master could gather, the boy had to been a first year or a bit young. "This boy is too young to be a Longbottom." He announced to the older man behind him but mostly to himself.
"Then who could it be?" The older man said uncomfortably as Severus inspected them closely once more to be sure. Could they have somehow journeyed there to get away from danger or worse brought there?
"I don't know, but are they even students?" Snape said, shaking her lightly. Neither child responded, which, began to unnerve the professor to some extent. "Ma'am." He whispered, checking her arms and legs for injuries. She appeared to be the same age as Ginny Weasley. "Boy?" He said, trying again to revive them. It was looking rather grim. Could have some…he stopped himself before returning to the thought of Lord Voldemort's return. The man used his robe to cover the girl up and conjured a blanket for the boy. Not wanting to expose the two of them anymore than they already were. He looked up to see Madam Pomfrey quickly making her way over to them. Albus Dumbledore was right behind her with a grave expression on his face.
Albus surveyed the tragic scene before turning to the professor. "What seems to be the problem, Severus?" He looked from Severus to the children with a fair amount of sadness in his eyes. The Matron immediately took over tending to the unknown children.
"Filch found these children but from what I can tell, neither one is injured. They...they aren't Hogwarts students and it's worrisome as to how they got here." Snape answered believing that he covered all of his bases. While waiting for a reply, Severus watched Madam Pomfrey conjure two stretchers next to each body. Filch helped her lift each child onto the stretchers.
"Poppy, get these two back into the school, I will work on finding some way to identify them," Albus told the matron before staring out across the lake, while stroking his beard in thought. "Very interesting, indeed..." Severus could see the wheels turning in the Headmaster's head, which, for Severus was never a good thing.
"What are you going to do?" Severus asked knowing that Albus would have some scheme in the works. He always did but Severus never agreed to it. The Headmaster finally looked up at him. The look of compilation was in his eyes. The one thing that he despised most about the man. He half knew what was coming...a new 'assignment' for him.
"Well, the only thing that we can do keep a steady watch on the two of them for now. To see what comes of this," Dumbledore said solemnly. As usual two more insufferable children to baby-sit, Severus thought to himself in irritation. Nonetheless, he would obey the given request.
"Yes, Sir," Snape answered in obedience, "Do you think that they could be dark? Maybe brought here by Death Eaters?" He added grimly. Albus' eyes glanced over the lake as he went back into his musings for a few moments, dragging out the silence.
He finally spoke again, this time slightly amused. "It's hard to tell right now but I do find it rather interesting that the girl bares a striking resemblance to Lily, does she not?" The elder man questioned him, now peering at him over his spectacles.
Snape felt a sting at the sound of Lily's name as he thought about it. "She does." Is all he can manage to whisper, barely audible, as he stared out at the lake. The same spot they had sat at for seven years discussing everything, the last of their discussions before her death being most secretive. "This is the spot we'd come to too." He whispered as guilt rose again inside of him. He still remembered what had happened fourteen years ago.
Dumbledore paused, noticing Severus's reaction, "Interesting...And the boy could very well be a Malfoy for all that we know." He continued on still stroking his beard, his own theories were being put together of what this all meant. "Like I said, we will need to keep a close eye on both children."
As usual, the feeling that the man knew more about the children than he was letting on grew. "It is an interesting occurrence," Snape said, keeping all emotion to a minimal. "I'll watch them. Do you think they are after Potter?" This question had been nagging him since he saw the children. Highly unlikely but they knew nothing about them.
"It is too soon to tell what will come from this, Severus. I do sense that they are magical…" He said analyzing the situation and wondering what was going through Severus mind. The girl, he felt could be extremely powerful. That alone could lead to bigger dangers.
"They are?" Snape asked, curiosity getting the best of him. Dumbledore nodded to confirm what he had said. The boy seemed to be like any other wizarding child.
"Yes, but how powerful I do not know," The Headmaster said soberly, "it will prove most interesting to see what comes from this," Dumbledore said with a twinkle in his eyes. He turned to go back to the school to find out what he could about the children.
Severus followed behind him, not at all thrilled by his new task. "Yes, most interesting indeed." Snape answered snarling his nose. The thought of the potential dangers wasn't as entertaining to him as it was to Dumbledore, it was more dangerous.
"I want a progress report on them in the morning," Dumbledore said, facing him now serious again when they reached the oak doors. "Come get me when they wake." He turned to walk back to the school. Severus thoroughly annoyed, nodded once more.
Severus sighed with frustration on his face. "Another late night then." He grumbled, walking towards the castle. Dumbledore merely lightly chuckled at his remark.
"Good night, Severus," The man said walking back to the castle.
"Good night Headmaster." He answered. He knew he wasn't going to get any sleep, watching the young girl but he may as well get started
The girl's eyes fluttered opened as she looked around at where she was now. It was an odd sort of place. The pictures moved along their frames and nothing was immersed in water. She must have been on the land but how did she get there and where was she? Something white covered her front as she tried to remember anything before waking up in this strange place. Her heart thundered inside of her chest when the memory of speaking to Ursula about becoming human came to her mind. The deal that she made with the Sea Witch must have come to pass. Did this mean that...the spell had worked? Was she now human? She timidly lifted the covers that were over her. She expected to see her fin but saw what she had wanted. Legs. The spell had worked. She lifted one leg up in her excitement and moved her foot. A voice from nearby caused her to look up.
"Ariel?" Flounder's voice said in concerned curiosity from the young woman's left. Ariel looked over to see a small light haired boy laying in the bed next to her. "Ariel, are you alright?" He asked again causing her eyes to widen in complete horror. How was Flounder even in human form? Not thinking, she tried to walk over to him but ended up collapsing onto the ground beside her bed. Ariel eager to get to her best friend, tried again and fell back onto the floor. Why was she having so much trouble walking? Humans walked all the time without any issues...Footsteps rushed to her side, the human Flounder knelt beside her even more worried about her. "Are you okay?"
Ariel nodded while trying to figure out how Flounder was now human as well. It was almost disturbing for her to see him without his yellow scales and blue stripes. He spoke again catching onto her unsaid words. "I guess we're both humans now..." Ariel was still at a lost with his change. He read her expression and looked away in slight shame for some reason.
"Oh yeah...me...so...I might have...Please don't be mad...I kind of went back after Ursula made you human and..." He ran a nervous hand through his hair before continuing at rapid speed. "After Sebastian and I got you to the surface, I decided to go back to Ursula because I didn't want you to be alone. Sebastian said not to. It was a bad idea, that he was going to tell your dad what had happened. Then have him fix it, I went back to Ursula and she was all like, welcome back, my dear. I told her that I wanted to be human to so you wouldn't be alone." He said, doing a mock impression of the Sea Witch. "She made me human like you." He concluded out of breath. "But I'm only human while you are...Then..." Before he could finish, an older woman walked into the room.
"Oh my! What happened?" She said, rushing over to the two apparently concerned for their well being. "Careful, Dearie." She said, warmly helping the young woman back into the bed. Ariel couldn't help feeling weary but yet comforted by the woman. "Don't worry, you are in good hands." The woman said, both children stared at her oddly shaped hat. It almost resembled the dorsal fin of an angelfish. She tenderly guided a timid Flounder back to his bed. She returned to the tray of bottles that sat at the foot of Ariel's bed. "You were both found by the lake a few days ago. It looked quite grim." She added clicking her tongue and shook her head.
Ariel simply looked at the woman, then at her best friend unable to say anything. A few days ago? They had been sleeping like this for a few days? The woman continued to be preparing the bottles as she spoke again, "Poor things..." The woman said, obviously feeling sympathy for them. The woman handed Ariel a bottle of whitish liquid expectantly. The young woman looked at the bottle, unsure of what was in it. Maybe this was a trick from Ursula, but how was Ariel to know who was or wasn't on Ursula's side. Softly, she shook her head.
Sensing her fears, the older woman encouraged Ariel in a soft tender tone. "You must take it, Dear. It will help you," The woman said with firm kindness. In not wanting to upset the seemingly kind woman, the redheaded girl took the offered bottle and cautiously put the bottle up to her lips. Fearfully waiting for the woman to turn into Ursula. Nothing yet happened. "It won't hurt you my dear. Can you tell me who you are and what happened?" She said worried by the girl's behavior. Ariel opened her mouth to speak but soon remembered that she gave her voice to Ursula as part of their deal. She pointed to her throat and making wild hand gestures in efforts to explain everything.
"Her name is Ariel..." Flounder interjected quietly, causing both women to look at him. "We were...we got lost..." He said, trying to come up with a reasonable explanation. They couldn't just say that they used to be a fish and a mermaid. "She can't talk." He added glumly looking at his lap. This made the elderly woman looked between them even more perplexed. Unexpectedly, the woman aimed something small and slender at Ariel. "What are you doing?" Flounder said, half protective and immensely concerned.
"Just an anti-silencing charm, so that Ariel can speak again." She reassured the young boy, understanding his protectiveness. "I won't hurt her." She promised then muttered a strange word. She placed the object back into her robes. "Now give it another go." She said, still very concerned. The young woman tried to speak again but couldn't. The woman studied her even more for a bit, causing Ariel to feel as though she was being scanned. "Interesting, must be extreme dark magic." The woman muttered to herself. What did she mean by extreme dark magic? Did she know about Ursula's spell? Was she a witch too?
Ariel's thoughts were interrupted by the door of the room opening. Both children turned to see at three more unknown people had entered. All three wore black robes with a red strip on the neck and sleeves. They were two boys and a girl, the girl having frizzy, out of control brown hair almost like she had been playing with electric eels, and a serious face. The taller of the two boys had red hair, freckles and looked as if he were the trickster out of the three. Now, he glanced at the two suspiciously as Flounder hid under his blankets. The other boy walked a half-step in front of them, his hair jet black, his eyes a bright green hidden behind his oversized glasses. Ariel studied the young man for a moment she had met him before then it hit her. It was him, the boy from so long ago. Her heart fluttered, he was why she wanted to be there, to be human. More than anything she wanted to tell him everything but she couldn't. Even with her voice she couldn't, not yet though…
"What's wrong Madam Pomfrey?" The girl with the bushy hair asked with a look of concern on her face as she looked at Ariel and the lump under the covers in the next bed over, which, was Flounder.
"Oh good you are here," The Matron said, guiding them over to Ariel's bed more concerned, "We found these poor children out by the lake, a few days ago. I tried to see if she could tell me who she is. Luckily, the young boy here said that her name is Ariel but she can't speak. I was hoping you knew her. Maybe a relative of your's, Mr. Weasley?" She questioned the first young man curiously.
The red-head looked at Ariel trying to place her. "I don't recognize her and I don't remember any Ariel." He said solemnly. "That don't mean she isn't family. Mum could place her easier than I could but that's just because Dad did have so many siblings," he answered, looking at the Healer.
"Like I mentioned before she can't speak even after removing any kind of silencing charm..." The woman said with a hint of sadness. Charm? So they were magical too but Ariel was sure that humans weren't able to do spells or charms. If these people were then what were they? "But, it seems like she naturally can't talk."
"So, no one knows where they are from?" The brown haired girl asked, concerned as the dark haired boy Ariel recognized shared the growing concern that spread amongst them. This somehow prompted Flounder to speak again but half hiding.
"We're from..." He stopped suddenly, knowing that he couldn't tell them where they were from. The brown haired girl walked towards him slowly as to not frighten him anymore than he seemed to be. She gave him a warm friendly smile when she sat down in the chair next to the bed in hopes of finding out more information. The girl did appear to what to help them.
"From where? How did you get to Hogwarts?" The girl asked softly and genuinely but the young boy returned to the safety under the blanket. "I didn't mean to startle you...We won't hurt you, we're friends." She continued reassuringly, knowing that little could come out of this. "My name is Hermione." She introduced herself hoping to be helpful. "That is Harry," She said gesturing to the raven haired boy in being polite, he gave a simple nod. "And this is Ron." She pointed to the redheaded young man, who also nodded and grunted softly. "Are you in trouble? Is that why you can't tell us where you are from?" Ariel nodded her head while avoiding their eyes, she wished she could tell Harry about the coast when they were younger.
"If you tell us maybe we can help you." Harry finally said, watching the two carefully also trying to remain nonthreatening. Who knew what they went through prior to this. Ariel shook her head violently, afraid of what they would say if they knew what she and Flounder really were. She couldn't tell them she was a mermaid. They wouldn't understand.
"I have an idea." Hermione said her eyes lit up as she dug through her bag. She pulled out a piece of parchment paper and quill. "Can you write it down?" She said, handing the girl both items. Ariel studied the quill for a moment before sliding the quill back protesting the truth. Hermione pushed the quill back towards her again. "We are trying to help you." Hermione said, trying to sound encouraging. "It's okay, we are safe." It didn't matter how much they tried to convince her...She couldn't tell them.
"Maybe she can't because they were held captive somewhere," Harry said, it made sense to him of why they were refusing to tell. At the same time, he couldn't help but be curious about what had happened to them. Hermione looked from Ron to Harry more troubled then before. What more could they ask her if she wasn't going to tell them.
"Can you tell us your name?" Hermione said, to Flounder who was still under the blankets. His green eyes peered over the sheets, how was he supposed to tell them that his name belonged to a fish. "We won't tell anyone." She assured him kindly. He glanced at Ariel questioning her in what to do.
Ariel quietly picked up the quill and wrote something on the paper. His name is Felix. She read the name before in a human book somewhere. She smiled at the young boy as to say it was alright. He slowly lowered the linen from his face but was hesitant. Hermione read the paper and matched Ariel's smile.
"Felix, well, it's nice to meet you." Hermione said truly glad to finally know who the boy was. He shyly glanced up at them all unsure what to say next. "Are you two related?" She inquired of the two, again now Felix looked at Ariel again for reassurance. The red-haired girl shook her head and wrote down, Best friends. Felix nodded to confirm her words. Two out of the three seemed to relax considerably at hearing that they were harmless.
"Thank you for helping us know who they are," Madam Pomfrey said with relief, "now to figure out, if they had any relatives to contact." That was something else that Ariel couldn't tell them but felt compelled to hint at it.
We lost our families. Ariel wrote finally with sadness. She had to do what she did. Her father just didn't understand, but she felt bad for what she got Flounder into. Hermione met her eyes again as she read what Ariel had written.
"It's okay. Harry lost his too and we are very sorry," Hermione said sympathetically. Ariel tried her best to hide the pain in her eyes. The small boy looked away in the same pain, Ariel noticed Harry trying to hide his discomfort about the whole thing.
"Oh my…" Madam Pomfrey said with a sad gasp. "In that case I need to tell the Headmaster of this then." She said briskly before she went back into back part of the hospital wing. Suddenly the doors opened again, a tall man with dark eyes walked into the room. From what Ariel could tell he was not at all pleased with being there. His black robes billowed out around him. His dark eyes glanced the four teens over and young boy. Ariel's eyes widened as she looked upon the man who could do with a gift of shampoo for Yule.
They remained silent as though that might have been the wisest option...he looked as though his tongue was sharp. "Why aren't the three of you in class?" He said in a deep annoyed drawling voice.
After a few moments of silence, Hermione answered him while he studied them. "Madam Pomfrey asked us to come down to see if we knew Ariel, Professor Snape," She said, gesturing to the redheaded girl. He huffed in annoyance, making his way where the Matron had gone to confirm the information.
Madam Pomfrey returned to the room, "Severus, yes, I thought that they may have known her somehow since we didn't," Madam Pomfrey said. He glowered at the three again. "I just notified Albus that they are orphans and need a place to stay." She added concluding everything.
He scanned them again suspiciously. "I see since they are not needed any longer. They should be back in class," He said coldly. "Now." He snapped at them.
They all muttered, "Yes, Sir," as they started to the door. Ariel felt alone once more and wasn't sure of what to think of the professor.
Harry looked back at her for an instant before shutting the door. Half of him, didn't want to leave her alone with the slimy git. Then the other half thought that there was something eerily familiar about her and he couldn't figure it out how. "What is it, Harry?" Ron asked curiously as he watched his best friend, who was currently lost in thought, trying to figure things out.
"I...the girl, she looked familiar, mate. But I couldn't place, how I knew her. Just that it was from somewhere and I trust her," Harry answered and looked at Ron confused. It was nagging at him.
"You have met her before?" Ron asked shocked by his confession. "Why did you say so when we were in there? What about Felix?" He said, it made sense that if he met Ariel, then he must have met the young boy too.
"No, just Ariel...I'm not sure," Harry replied nervously. "But she looks really familiar. Like I said, I don't know why, but I trust them. We should get to know the both of them better." Harry added thinking about the situation. Mulling over, the possible ways that they could communicate.
"How when she can't talk," Ron bluntly pointed out. He knew that Ron would go on that but they now had a way to communicate with Ariel.
"Use Felix like earlier and by her writing things down for us." Harry said simply. "She is willing to talk." But even he was a bit too shy to open up to anyone, but it was worth a shot.
"Can't Pomfrey make it to where she can talk?" Ron asked curiously.
"I don't know." Harry said, having not thought about that. "But it's worth looking into."
"Magic can't always fix everything," Hermione said firmly. "Besides, Pomfrey said she already tried to but didn't work. One can't always remove dark curses." Hermione had a valid point. Magic could do so much but to a point. They walked down to their Transfigurations class, Harry's mind was still on how and where had he seen Ariel before. He couldn't help but try to place where he had seen her before, the bright red hair and her bright blue eyes electrifying him. As he walked into the classroom, he knew it wasn't going to be an ordinary day.
