Chapter 1

Harry, Hermione and Harry's sister, Ilaria, groan as they land on their feet in the middle of Diagon Alley, looking around curiously as they see that time has been frozen, "What…?" Harry murmurs, his jade eyes showing his confusion and worry. Ilaria huffs and crosses her arms, glaring at a building as if this new problem was its fault. Hermione smiles slightly, before turning around and very nearly screaming when she sees a male with dark black hair and a face that would have been handsome had it not been rotting, the clothes covered in what appeared to be the man's blood.

Ilaria's hazel eyes widen and she jumps back, grabbing onto Harry's hand and holding him close, "Um, shit…" She murmurs, her voice quiet and soothing, just as a woman appears wearing a white dress, bare foot and her hair and eyes as pale as a ghosts' form. Another being appears, this time a Centaur, with a black horses body and chestnut brown tail and hair, the upper, human body that of a woman wearing a dark green tank top. The last being to morph into existence is a wolf with silver fur and dark, sparkling purple eyes and markings along its sides.

The man with the decaying body opens his mouth and begins to speak in a rasping voice, "I am Death, this here is Fate." Here, he indicates the pale haired woman, who smiles kindly at them, the Centaur introducing herself as Time, and the Wolf introducing himself as Magic. Ilaria's eyes widen and Harry cocks his head to the side, Hermione scoffing, her voice trembling, "Why did you bring us here? And what year is it?" She asks with false bravado. The Deity's look at each other, and choose Fate to be their spokes person.

"It's 22nd July, 1973, and we've asked you to be here because we need your help; there are three people who are going to need you more than anyone; Severus Snape, Remus Lupin and Sirius Black. They are all abused by their 'families', and will benefit from your love and attention; as well as affection. If you want, you could all adopt one each, or one adopt two, and another adopt one, or one adopt all; whatever suits." Time places a hand on Fate's shoulder and she quietens, "We understand you hate Snape, but-"

"We don't hate him per se… We just… don't agree with how he treated us… Hang on… WHAT!?" Ilaria yells the last bit and Hermione and Harry take a few steps back, looking at each other with worry, "WHAT THE HELL DO YOU MEAN THEY NEED OUR HELP!? YOU'RE THE MAIN DEITY'S FOR FUCK SAKE AND YOU ARE TELLING ME YOU NEED THREE HUMANS TO HELP YOU DO YOUR JOB!?" Ilaria's red in the face, and she takes a breath to calm herself before she sends a final, malicious glare at the Deity's before ignoring them.

Harry looks at them pointedly, waiting for an explanation, and when one isn't forth coming, he sends a Stinging Hex at Fate, who deflects it but sighs forlornly, "We aren't the main Deity's; we're their offspring and have no control of their affairs; unless we ask mortals." Harry shakes his head and asks, "Why are your names the jobs of your parents?" Magic looks at his companions and shrugs his shoulders, "We haven't earned names yet, unlike my mother, Hecate, and Time's father, Horae." Ilaria's eyes and facial expression soften and she apologizes to them for her outburst. They smile and accept the apology before continuing;

"My father, Zeus-who is Lord Fate-doesn't care much for most humans, but for some reason, he hates Severus, Remus and Sirius. I have never understood why, even though he allowed them to live through these two Wars and come out somewhat healthy, I still find myself facing a dilemma; why these three specifically? Do they hold some meaning-however the insignificance of their existence? Or is there more?" Harry nods, his expression thoughtful and Hermione turns to them in askance and queries, "Why us though? Why do you want us to help? I understand for Remus and Sirius a little, but Snape? Why?"

This time, Death answers, his expression-if you could make it out with rotting flesh happening there-looks like it softens, "Severus is a gentle soul when you get to know him, even if you are blinded by whatever it is that you're blinded by. Severus lost his mother when he was eight, and he still hasn't grieved, whereas Remus lost his mother at the age of four, a year after his being Bitten and Turning, which is where the verbal abuse turned physical as well…" Harry and the other two nod and Magic continues, "Are you willing to help? And if so, how?"

Ilaria and Harry look at each other, before nodding and turning to Hermione, who nods as well and in unison, they voice their agreement to help, "I'll adopt Remus, seeing as I understand his condition the most…" Ilaria murmurs, Harry opting to adopt Severus and Hermione happily voicing that she will adopt Sirius. The Deity's smile to themselves, happy in the knowledge that someone will help them achieve their goal.

After the initial planning, the Trio decide to go to Gringotts and open three separate accounts, before they head to the Ministry to register, the two Potter's having changed their last name to Phoenix, and become Harricius Evan Phoenix and Ilaria Nacrissus Phoenix, Hermione keeping her true identity. They walk into the Atrium, handing over their wands for Security inspection, before heading to the lift and heading up to the Ministerial Wizarding Register Department, to register themselves as British Wizard and Witches, "How long have you been here for?" Kevin Argot asks, his mist blue eyes suspicious, "We only arrived about an hour ago, before realizing our mistake after our Gringotts trip that we hadn't Registered."

Ilaria smiles sweetly, using her natural Lure to fool the elderly man and succeeding, throwing a smug look over her shoulder at Hermione, who glowers, "We've been living in the States since our fifth birthdays, seeing as our parents died a few days before, where we were living with Hermione's parents and then moved with them once they had custody." She shrugs and steps back with her papers, allowing Harry to step forward and grab his and Hermione's and handing them to her gently.

They exit the Department and Ilaria looks to Harry, "Real Estate then NEWTS or NEWTS then Real Estate?" He looks at her pointedly and she rolls her eyes, "NEWTS it is then…" She grumbles, leading them down to the Department of Magical Education, where they sit for four hours doing their NEWTS; all 12 of them.

They arrive at Angela Prewitt's Real Estate-snickering about the fact that an Auntie of Molly's was into Real Estate-before entering and asking to see the woman herself, "Of course, sir, ma'am, right this way…" The young receptionist answers, leading them down a short corridor before stopping in front of a dark oak door and knocking, then entering. Ilaria's eyes widen a little at the atrocious colors-bold orange, Gryffindor red and gold as well as pink-before they sit down, Harry starting with his idea for a house, "I would like it to have a big yard with plenty of space for gardening, and maybe a tree or two for a tree house."

Hermione asks for a small, two bedroom house with a medium yard and Ilaria asks for much the same as Harry; except for a lot of forestry around the area, causing Harry and Hermione to giggle, shutting up at her glare, and then looking at the woman expectantly. She nods after a few minutes of looking, before showing each of them a house, Ilaria's an original thatch roof cottage, Harry's a two storey olden day tavern and Hermione's a modern one storey with an attic, "They're quite far from one another, but that shouldn't be a problem as they connected to the floo network. The cottage is on the outskirts of a town called Sussex, the tavern on the outskirts of Stanley and the home with the attic outside of London."

Harry nods and asks, "How do we Magically Name the house?" Angela smiles slightly and responds, "Just say it how you would a Promise, really…" Ilaria snorts in amusement and takes the lead; as usual, "I, Ilaria Nacrissus Phoenix, hereby Name thine House as Phoenix Cottage. So mote it be." A flash of white and the house is named. Harry does the same, christening his with the name Evan's Tavern, and Hermione's Emma Lodge.

They grin at each other before standing, using their credit cards-yes, Wizards and Witches have credit cards-to pay for their houses, before heading to Madame Malkin's, getting fitted for clothing, then heading over to Glenda's Home for House-Elves, purchasing two each, and then ordering one to buy food and the other furniture, Ilaria going for a warm and aristocratic theme, Harry for antique and Hermione-obviously-for modern. Afterwards, they head to the Leaky for dinner, before heading to their homes to sleep, exhausted as they are, before the next day comes along.