Hey guys, i'm really sorry for my very long hiatus but I couldn't find the time to write any stories or have any motivation till how. I hope you enjoy this one and pray I don't get a block.
Any suggestions I will take into account, like how to do better or how the story could go. Please don't send any rude or derogatory messages please, if you don't like how the story is going then don't read any further or let me know once again.
Info of this story before you read
Basically this story is going to be a femharry story, I haven't decided to pair Harry with anyone so please don't ask atm. This is going to be perhaps a little triggering in some areas I'm sorry but I'm not a saint in that regard, yes there will be violence, some bad language, maybe some M rated scenes I haven't decided yet and mentions of abuse. But I'm my story Harry isn't going to be a Golden Gryffindor going head first into everything and is more aware of wizarding traditions, I'm basing the traditions around pagan, wiccan and druid practises and festivals, so any info on them or good webs to look at would be most appreciated.
The time frame for this story is just after Harry reaches 17 years old. There will be Dumbledore, some Weasley and general Light Side bashing, as too be expected.
Sirius will be alive and be partnered with Remus.
Voldemort/Tom will be sane and not a dictator like the Light says he is.
And the Dark Side goals are for wizarding traditions to be accepted and taught properly, muggleborn children to be inducted earlier into the wizarding world and the parents sworn to secrecy or said child taken away if abuse or the parents do not/cannot look after the child, magic such as dark or dark-grey magic to not be banned but available to use freely.
That's all for the spoiler/info area.
Hope you enjoy!.
The morning for most people was an ordinary one for wizards and witches alike in 1997. Everyone when around their business, but then the Daily Prophet came in. People first ignored it knowing that there was nothing new happening, when they took that first peak though it had them all stymied.
The-Girl-Who-Lived says Farewell!
By Rita Skeeter
Well Wizarding Brittan imagine my surprise when The Girl Who Lived came to my office and offered a personal interview with her!
Helianthus who came in dressed and poised as a proper lady as if she had been trained from early childhood. I can certainly say she would put most purebloods green with envy.
Just before I could ask any questions Helianthus swore on her magic that everything she would say would be the utter truth! As you all know swearing on your magic is a binding promise. This stirred up my curiosity, I wondered what this was all about? until the questions and answers were rolling and personally, I was horrified.
Rita Skeeter: ''So what brings you to my office today Miss Potter?''
Helianthus Potter: ''I have come to 'clear the air' as people say, speak my mind before I cannot Ms Skeeter''.
Rita Skeeter: ''Oh? well Miss Potter, speak away''.
She cleared her throat then clasped her hands on her lap then sat up straighter, Naturally I wondered what was going on.
Helianthus Potter: ''I am not a saviour and naturally I refuse to be one. Because of this I have lost my family and childhood, I haven't lived a princesses life for my first 11 years of living. When my parents were murdered I was placed on the doorstep on a cold Octobers night with nothing more than a blanket to cover me, in front of a muggles house, my cousins to be exact''.
A child of a Noble House placed on a muggles doorstep on a winters night like common trash! As we all know we thought Miss Potter was raised in a perfectly good household by Albus Dumbledore himself, how much has he lied I wonder?
Helianthus Potter: ''Unlike the popular notion I was spoiled it was the exact opposite. My bedroom was a shoe cupboard under the stairs, I was made to work long hours like cooking and cleaning when I could learn to stand up properly and reach the stove. The punishments and rewards did not differ from each other, If I finished I could eat their scraps and if I did not finish I was whipped with my Uncles belt until my back was a mash of cuts and blood, then are was quickly thrown into my cupboard before I could taint their carpet with my freakish blood''.
Rita Skeeter: ''How come none of this was reported I am sure the muggle authorities would have noticed you?''
Helianthus by this time had a sad look in her eyes, I couldn't help but think how much she must have gone through. As we all know abusing a magical child carries a heavy sentence to Azkaban, with no chance of parole.
Helianthus Potter: ''My cousins had spread to the community that I was a rabble rouser, as such living in such a gossip orientated place they believed them. The cuts and bruises they thought I got from fighting the other children in the neighbourhood, so no one questioned it''.
Rita Skeeter: ''What about Albus Dumbledore, surely you must have told him and he believed you?!''
Helianthus Potter: ''When the school term was almost over I begged and begged him to let me stay. I told him what they did and how they treated me, but all her did was pat me on the head and for me not to say such lies, then sent me on my way''.
Well readers this is certainly shocking! to disregard a child of a Noble House like that without even a little investigating is culpable negligence.
Rita Skeeter: ''If I may ask Miss Potter, if you were raised by muggles how did you know about magic?''
Helianthus Potter: ''Until I got my Hogwarts letter I never knew about magic, even saying the word resulted in a harsh beating. To be honest I even thought my parents were drunks who couldn't hold a job and died from drunk driving, as told by my Aunt''.
Such blatant disrespect for the dead! especially to a deceased Lord and Lady of a Noble House. I think we can all safely say all the rumors about Miss Potters childhood are a fantasy to this point.
Rita Skeeter: ''What did you mean by speaking your mind before you cannot? If you don't mind me asking''.
Helianthus Potter: ''It is no problem Ms Skeeter. What I meant by that is, after this interview is printed and sent out I shall have left wizarding Brittan to stand up for itself. No more shall people hide behind my back and expect me to murder a man who has decades of experience!. I am still a young woman who wishes to be able to experience the small things in life. Take a walk on a beach, own a pet or two, breakfast in bed perhaps even find a man who will love me for who I am. Today onward I am going to be true to myself and beliefs, and if anyone doesn't like it they can stiff up a lip. It is my life and it is my wish to leave this 'war', I shan't become a murderess. From this point forward I am no longer part of this war between The Light and The Dark, I will not harm either side unless I am attacked first''.
By this time I could feel the power rolling off Miss Potter. Looking at her she looked like a queen, ready to defend her country.
Rita Skeeter: ''What about your duties as Lady Potter?''
Helianthus Potter: ''I will keep up to date with my duties and in wizengamot sessions I shall have a proxy in my steed until I am ready to take up the mantle of all my titles''.
Naturally this made me curious, how many titles does The-Girl-Who-Lived have?
Rita Skeeter: ''Titles as in more than one?''
Helianthus Potter: ''My full title is, The Most Honourable Marchioness, Helianthus Rasalas Iolanthe, Lady to the Noble and Most Ancient Houses of Potter, Black, Gryffindor, Shafiq and Peverell''.
I was absolutely stunned I'm almost ashamed to say I lost all composure, Miss Potter hold all those titles! As we all know Shafiq bloodline was to have been ended? And many families over the centuries have claimed to be the main line of the houses of Gryffindor and Peverell. And the previous Lord Black, Sirius Black, had been named Miss Potters godfather so naturally after his incarceration everything went to her, including the Noble title!
Rita Skeeter: ''That is a lot of titles Miss Potter! how will you manage''.
Naturally I was concerned. As all Lord's and Lady's know, running one Noble House is tiring but five! must be over and beyond.
Helianthus Potter: ''As I have said, I will learn all I need to know and settle into my titles before making any major decisions. And I hope in the future I can have a Lord to help me through the weight of my titles''.
Rita Skeeter: ''You are looking for a husband then to help, if you pardon my forwardness''.
Helianthus Potter: ''All is forgiven, nothing wrong with a little curiosity. You can consider me looking but not actively search for a husband at the moment. I know some people will think this an outrage but I am still only young and not ready for a marital status, but in the future I will be ready''.
A wise choice I think personally. Jumping into marriage so soon, especially for a lone Lady of so many titles would be unwise. Many men would vie for the power she could bring and possibly be willing to do unspeakable things as well I dare not mention.
Helianthus Potter: ''Ms Skeeter do you have anymore questions, I'm afraid it is getting quite late..''.
When I looked at the clock it was almost lunch!
Rita Skeeter: ''Oh I am sorry for keeping you this long, but now you mention it. What will you do while you are on your settling in period lets say?''
I could see her eyes light up then at this question.
Helianthus Potter: ''I think I will travel the world a little. Give help to those in need and learn more about the wonders around us, after all not everything can be learnt in a book or a classroom''.
Rita Skeeter: ''Sounds like a perfectly good choice to make''.
We both stood up and said our goodbyes.
Well there you have it dear readers. Miss Potter is officially left the war against Lord Voldemort!
But the big question is how many more lies has Albus Dumbledore spread, and how many more children came to him for help and got turned away?
I must find out.
... Riddle Manor ...
Outside of the ominous manor everything was turning into bedlam.
Their saviour had left the war!
Sitting in a cosy armchair by the crackling fire and with a whiskey in hand, sat Lord Voldemort. He had seen the Daily Prophet, and was stymied for the first time in his life. Miss Potter his greatest enemy had pulled out of the war, claimed neutrality and dented Dumbledore reputation in one go. Contrary to the popular belief Voldemort wasn't not insane, neither was he snake like.
His eyes were a mix of burgundy and a dark brown, he still was a little pale but that was to be expected as he stayed mostly inside and didn't venture out much. Naturally he had the common aristocratic cheek bones, eyes and nose, his hair was a deep pitch black that brushed his shoulders and neatly arranged into a sort of windswept style. And to be frank he was a tall man as well standing at a proud 6ft will a well proportioned body of slimness and the right amount of muscles.
Sighing to himself he downed the last of the whiskey in the glass, stood up and walked to his desk with purpose. He knew that Helianthus was out of the war, but he had questions for the enigma who had managed to topple everything.
To Lady Potter
I invite you to Riddle Manor for luncheon with me and a couple other Lord's and Lady's
On October 11th
Casual formal is advised.
Yours Sincerely
Lord Riddle
The letter was formal to the dot.
Nothing more, nothing less.
Stamping the crest of Slytherin on the back, he attached the letter to on owl and sent it. Secretly he hoped in the back of his mind she would come, the mystery about Miss Potter was niggling at him furiously.
The steady knocks on his office door broke him out of his train of thought sharply, ''come in''.
Quickly Lucius Malfoy and Severus Snape walked in, it wasn't out of the norm for them to be seen together but none the less it was intriguing seeing at they both has their masks up full, ''What brings you here Lucius, Severus?''.
A couple of seconds ticked by before Severus spoke ''Dumbledore isn't happy that Potter has spoken out and intends to leave the war, he is planning about finding her and making her do her duty'', at the end he twitched. Her 'duty' was not something to be desired, from what he heard.
Tom leaned back into his chair then indicated for both men to take one as well, ''He wont find her, knowing Miss Potter she will be hidden safely. I have a feeling she has been planning this for quite some time''.
''She isn't what I expected, from what came from my sons letters she was uneducated, and quite uncouth for a heiress'' Lucius murmured to himself with a slight frown.
''Well considering how she was raised...'' trailed Severus, lost in his own thoughts slightly.
Resting his elbows on the table and delicately placing his chin on his steepled hands, all the while smirking to himself catching the attention of Lucius and Severus alike. ''Well we can all see for ourselves what she will be like in a couple of days, hmm''. Both men were now intrigued what their Lord was talking about, ''I have invited her to luncheon and I had hoped you and a couple other curious nobles would want to join, of course of your own volition''. He added looking like the cat got the cream at their expressions.
Lucius snapped out of it first and scowled slightly, ''I take it I should bring Narssica and Draco along?''.
''If that is your desire'' replied Tom in an amused tone.
Just as Severus was about to reply, a snowy white owl flew through the open window and landed neatly next to Tom. All in the room looked at the beautiful owl that seemed to be judging with the upmost scrutiny. It turned to Tom and stuck out its leg, showing a crisp white envelope.
''I wonder who you belong to'' said Tom while we detached the letter. As soon as the letter was gone the owl flew of, the owner was obviously not expecting a reply of the sort.
To Lord Riddle
Thank you for the invitation for luncheon
I will be happy to come
Kindest Regards
Lady Potter
''Well of course the owl would belong to Potter'' snarked Severus.
For all you readers.
This Harrys name is Helianthus Rasalas Iolanthe Potter Black Gryffindor Peverell Shafiq. Its a very long name I know but I does have meaning, It took me 1 hour or 2 to make it happen.
Helianthus: Means sunflower in Greek (I think .) because all the females in her mothers side of the family are all named flowers I tried to keep it to that and as well atleast have a flower beginning with H to make it easier, plus it sounds cool.
Rasalas: It is a star in the consolation of Leo. As my version of Harry is Lady Black I tried to find a constellation that would fit, so I thought of star signs and Harry Potter is born in Leo I thought it might be a winner but, it sounded to masculine, so I looked into stars in the constellation of Leo and picked this one.
Iolanthe: One of her ancestors from the Peverell line was named this and as Lily or James didn't really work well I chose her.
Potter: Came with the story obviously.
Black: Sirius wouldn't make a good Lord in my mind to be honest, and not my fav character. So Helianthus gets that title, plus she has Black blood from her grandmother.
Gryffindor: Well... Slytherin was taken.
Peverell: Cloak?
Shafiq: You will find out soon later in the story