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Someday, I'll be big enough so you can't hit me,
And all you're ever gonna be is mean.
Why you gotta be so mean?
- Taylor Swift
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It all started with her step father…
The Black Palace. Godric Hollow.
January 25. 19:45 EST
"Married?" The girl shrieked, emphasized anger burning in her bright green eyes flashing to show her feelings in all her might. "For business?"
"Magnolia down." The brunet beauty commanded bossily as she fixed her hair in a neat bun, sitting in-front of the vanity mirror that was oddly not yapping judgments about their looks that particular day. "Honestly, I thought you'll understand better since it is for your empire. And we have talked about this for millions of times while you were busy ignoring me; yes I'm marrying him for business."
Magnolia huffed as she crossed her arms in defiance. "When teenage girls ignore you, it generally means they dislike your idiotic decisions. Hermione I don't want you to give away such a thing as marriage for their corporation." The girl complained – loudly Hermione should add – as she started angry curling her auburn red hair with some beauty spells before she started scolding herself. "Oh god it's my entire fault isn't it?"
"No." Hermione scolded as she faced the girl with incredulous eyes. "I told you, he is one of the only people who I can make intellectual conversation with and besides he agreed that there shall be nothing that made me uncomfortable in the marriage as long as we carry on his last name, we even agreed on separate rooms."
The blood-red haired teen snort unladylike; her hands busy with her hair and her eyes fixed on the green eyed glare she received from the red-haired girl in the mirror in front of her. "Thank god for that, he's what hundred?"
Hermione scowled in obvious displease. "Magnolia Black!"
"Hermione Black." She retorted hotly.
"Honestly, be nice!" Hermione growled at the teen. "He's forty-six. And we can finally extend the JnL Inc. to parts of the world we can't reach yet with his help while his influence grew. It's equal benefit and he's been helping our company since forever. Not to mention our muggle name means little to us in the long term anyways."
"Still fifteen years older than you!" Magnolia accused stubbornly as she turned her glare to the brunet. "And I don't trust him."
"That's why we are not telling him about Magic. We both know it's a 100% advantage for us with the magical side of our live hidden from him, he can't really make us do what he wants and we can." Hermione scold yet again, but she was now putting her coat on as she was ready to leave for the dinner any minute, clearly the teenager was not getting through. "Don't you dare run away from meeting him again! Seriously this is the fourth time I set up dinner for you two to meet."
"I will be ready to meet your old man of a husband, for dinner which is hours away." Magnolia huffed crossing her arms and turned back to the vanity mirror. "I will do my best to make an appearance."
"Magnolia."
"I will come okay?" The teen said in frustration. "I get that this is important." Hermione regarded her with evident distrust but decided not to meddle. Magnolia was grateful for that.
"Remember, you are fifteen in the muggle world and I am your mother." Hermione re-informed her of their cover story as if she does not do it every day for the past eleven years... well at least now she does not have to drink polijuice every time they were on business, apparently fifteen was close enough to sixteen to portrait her as Hermione's 'real daughter. "You are a little genius who graduates early, you will not use a notice me not charm when you come in, you will not talk to any reporters and you will like my fiancé."
"What if I plain old, simply don't like him?" She asked Hermione in wonder and slight hopeful curiosity as she crossed her arms and narrowed her eyes. "I mean it could happen, I'm only human too."
"Maggie." Hermione replied calmly as if dealing with a particular problematic child. "I will confiscate your broom."
The girl's eyes dramatically widened at the threat. "You can't do that! I'm chronically thirty-one years old too you know!" Even as the green eyed teenager spoke in clear panic, she knows Hermione, who was her legal guardian, can, in fact, do just that. "Just because I have to be a sixteen years old forever doesn't mean –"
"– You can be treated like one all the time." The brunet finished for her with a soft sigh. "But we both know that you act like a teenage most of the time Magnolia, and I need you to act like a mature lady tonight. So, I am warning you like an adult."
Magnolia rubbed her forehead in frustration. "Fine, fine I'll do it I'll be rainbow and cherry for the day."
"Good Girl." Hermione said as she placed a quick kiss on her forehead, than quickly moving away to fetch her lipstick-port-key from top of the shelf. "Don't be too late."
"Why I'd never!" Magnolia mumbled semi-sarcastically as she toyed with her dress before watching the brunet woman disappear with the pull of the port key. "Hopefully."
She quickly put on her black dress, stopping in front of the vanity mirror that has plenty of her past forever sixteen years in the form of different photos on frame standing on the table. Picking up the one that hold the picture of their graduation on the left and the day she was announced heir-Black on the right.
She wondered if what she did on the past years were any good at all if it only lead to forcing her best friend in marrying some old man just because of some business for her empire. Ron Weasley certainly didn't think so if last week's trial of his and him spitting curses – words – at her were any indications.
But then again, the boy prove himself to be nothing but the next generation Wormtail as he all but give his own family up in the unforgettable event of Bill and Fleur's wedding, apparently they have 'offended', 'leave him out' and 'always degrade' him for always doing better than him in their classes… and for generally being female.
As stupid as he was the girls did not thought him to be that foolish. He had marched in with Death Eaters on his big brother's wedding because he was feeling petty and vengeful. They have all gotten away safely, yes, but the groom was not so lucky.
Up to these day, Magnolia praise Fleur's faith and persistent; it had been more than ten years and the beautiful blonde woman have never stop her daily visit to her husband – on St. Mungo's – who was under a magical coma. She had also moved in the Weasley household and now took care of Arthur and Molly.
Magnolia can only say that the Veela's faith and prayers were answered with kindness when a month ago, the death eater who cursed Bill was killed by a Vampire friend of Magnolia herself. Bill woke up as the curse broke.
He and Fluer are now steadily holding their life together. But Bill's awakening also came with Ron Weasley's trial. She still remember the bitter regret and hollow feeling she had that day with the boy she once dubbed her best friend shouting curses and insults her way.
The years did very little to the wound of betrayal engraved in Hermione and her own heart. But she had holds her own and glared right back as the boy was dragged back to Azkaban.
So no, even though Ron Weasley was once one of her best friend, his opinion does not matter any longer. She had suffered and had being traumatized enough by his betrayal. She still remember the six long months she spend doubting anyone and anything they say; she had end up with almost getting Ginny killed.
That, she promised herself would not happen to her again, ever.
What were Hermione's words back then? 'You better know how to point out the honest and the liars.'
Needless to say Magnolia dedicate herself fully to the mind art until she mastered it that year; after all mind art masters are known for easily enabling themselves to control their emotions (Occlumency) and read other people via their body language, expressions and behavior (Legilimency). And that was saying without the magical part where you actually read minds or put up shields inside your own mind.
She did well, she supposed, for the most parts of her life… or at the very least she hope she did well. After all she had caused a lot of change within the magical world, most times abusing her power and position to reach her goals. But… the magical world was known to be improving so she supposed she did well…
Picking up her head of the house ring and putting it on her middle finger, she couldn't help but snorted as she remember the few years after the war and how chaotic everything was in her life. She had, after all, done quite a number on the magical world back then. And she regretted nothing up to this day… but the usually doubts here and there were always present.
There was a certain charm about the British Ministry of Magic and how they believe being stuck in the old age and generally being a bigot was a good way of living their long magical live. Magnolia Potter-Black agreed diligently, after all she herself was quite fond of old books and museums.
But, that doesn't really stop her from exploiting her power in turning the Magical world upside down.
For starters, she was only seventeen years old when she first read – and she mean really read – about how pureblood and wealthy families view the muggle world. She does not have to be a legal adult to know than that the words in there were all piece of bullshit and crabby fiction of humans in the medieval days. In brief she was a very startled and slightly offended seventeen years old.
That was when Magnolia Potter, the hero and defeater of the most feared dark lord in the history of histories – hence, her popularity that was beyond that of Hannah Montana and Superman within the Magical world – became appropriately horrified.
And again slightly offended considering her mother was a muggleborn not to mention her father was one of the ignorant idiots who didn't even notice the existence of vending machines! …Among other things of course… but mostly vending machines. (Those things have ensured her survival from starvation while she was living with her oh-so-loveable auntie.)
She had decided then and there that she would open the eyes of Magical Britain (As apparently some countries though keep their secret were actually smart enough to acknowledge the power hold by muggles) and open their eyes she did.
But that grew to be quite… counterproductive in her attempt to open up the Magical world of Britain to the muggle world considering the magical people pretty much freak out when they learn about the super-aliens, demigoddesses, guardians with green rings etc. etc. inhabiting the planet they once feel so superior in…
(It… it also didn't help her phase two when they learn that one of the only all human in the groupie and the apparent world greatest detective was a fully grown man dressing up like a giant bat and sneaking around after sunset… that, that really really didn't help her case… well there is also the arrow man but…)
In fact, now that she remember it, the magical Britain had once completely cut themselves away from the muggle world for a whole bloody year while she was busy being tutored and trained to be the next head of the Black and Potter houses. She was very sure the other countries had opposed this movement greatly but Britain had most of the head of powerful and noble houses within its domain.
She has not been happy when Hermione had finally approach her and told her about it, saying that the argument was so extreme that it led to her being fired from the ministry.
Personally, Magnolia was still not happy that her friend had waited a year to inform her but Magnolia herself was busy at the time, traveling around the magical world so she could have been an efficient head of two of the most powerful houses on the Magical world.
On the other hand, she had thrown a rather big tantrum in the Ministry of Magic later that same day, it had involve the Minister of Magic being hit by an apple on the head and him mumbling about teenage monsters and theories of how one poor Basilisk had suffered for days that follow. But the Magical world loves her so naturally the Magical world spoils her.
Being the social players and politician ruling community that they are; she got her way, as always.
On second phase, came the acceptance of muggle culture.
Now by all means, Magnolia Potter was not the type to judge others since all her life she had been on the wrong side of being judged; but the magical world's insipid way of cocooning themselves in their believes and their brash ways of making wrong assumptions seems like words of holy? Just no.
So, in the form of phase two, a new method of muggle studies for major schools was introduced.
This subjects does not involve fencing, electric bulbs and how cars exist; rather, a whole new study of science, math, self-defense and such. Fashion was not really a problem it seems, as like every trend setters who love new clothes, the war heroes and heroines were more than happy to wear muggle clothing for her.
Her phase and theories were surprisingly easy to made worldwide as Magnolia found, apparently the Black family was all over the world, it was simply the case that the head of the house was situated in Britain and that as any other Black houses they follow the head, each of this houses were quite influential and powerful within the magical world.
She did had to – reluctantly – change her last name and became an official Black to take lead the house but considering that she was easily the most powerful witch alive, politically and magically.
She was accepted with open arms even with her half-blood status – those houses were wise enough to see that blood purity wouldn't mean much anymore in the following years since they have someone like Magnolia Potter and Hermione Granger on top of the food chain, smart people – and again, her heroic status helped.
Next, using all the un-touch wealth wisely as she can, Magnolia decided to construct the JnL Inc. in the muggle world in memories of her parents and also to gain some connection to the muggle world and the magical world. It very quickly became one of the wealthiest and most influential Inc. on the world considering it was a rather rich enterprise to start with.
Also, business works great when you are a master of mind-arts it seems. A small twitch here and a tense atmosphere say a lot of things. Body language and expressions said a lot of things about a person and Hermione – who was her assistant at the time – and she were willing to use that advantage.
JnL also have its magical side too, ran by George Weasley and sometimes managed by Neville. On Magnolia's case, she was just happy that she could somehow still hold her school friends together. Luna herself had often chosen the JnL as her topic to write about.
Back then, if she must say the word herself, she was doing a rather good job in her life.
But of course she was Magnolia fudging Potter and if Magnolia Potter had a great year it usually means that she at the very least does not have to deal with nose less dark lords by the end of term… just evil diaries and possessed minions of said nose-less dark lord, giant snakes that kill you with a glare and demon/creatures that suck your soul out while stealing your first kiss.
So, for that year she was quite content with herself just passing Auror test and her business and political coaching class (rule one: no throwing tantrums in the MOM, rule two: no throwing apples at the MOM). She was visited by her good old friend and acting CEO; Hermione Granger with a problem.
Here's the problem that was brought up by the brunet; despite the fact that wizards and witches age slower than muggles, Hermione with a problem along with everyone else were actually growing older, Magnolia apparently, was not.
Yes, she did realized that she was growing a bit taller, became a big fuller in her curves, her hair actually became glossier and her skin clear of scars, not to mention her rapidly – if not suspiciously – healing eyesight. But no wrinkled were gain and no age marks were present. In a few days they learn that no wounds or scars lasted long on her either.
Their problem and suspicion was confirmed when the girl who was suppose to be twenty years old on magical test had never reach passed the age of sixteen for the past four years that they have not notice.
Staring wide eye at the magical age test, all she could splutter was underage magic and no wonder the Ministry always get false alarm in her surroundings when her friend comforts her by informing her that she can always practice wand less magic since magic was usually trace from the wand.
Personally speaking, it didn't help. Considering wandless-magic is not easy.
Of all the age she was stuck in sixteen. One more year and she would have been a Magical adult. One. Why do these things always happen to her?
Oh right, she was Magnolia Dorea Fudging Potter. Of course that (sadly) explains every mishap on her life.
Because of their busy schedule, they have efficiently avoided that topic for a long time that followed; until age became necessary and Magnolia started having problem with her people in both magical and muggle world.
So, naturally she had made the wise decision and adopted the smartest witch on their generation inside the house of Black behind her back… Well she did accept it later on anyway so, yeah! Win-Win.
Hermione was able to help her by pretending to be her big sister, auntie and soon enough her mum. It didn't take long for Magnolia to easily dubbed Hermione Jean Black the real CEO of JnL Inc. so she can go back to research about her apparent age problem.
After some prodding here and research there; the cause was discovered in the form of the most powerful wand in the world hitting her straight on the face while she was almost successful in dodging a bludger while riding her favourite – and now very much broken – broom.
Being Magnolia Potter that she was, she had abruptly snapped the wand and throws it off again.
Until it hit her straight on the face again during an International Magical Conference, making it rather obvious who owns the elder wand not to mention it was kind of hard to break an ancient artifact in front of ancient artifacts loving rich people whose favour she sort of needed to successfully promote her ideas about erasing magical community bigotry.
She did, later on, decide to keep it along with the cloak and the resurrection stone not to mention the not so broken Philosopher stone which was now turned into three pieces; a plain old ring, a normal brooch and an exquisite necklace locket.
But sadly as a forever sixteen years old she was not allow to technically use the elder wand, until one fateful day she visit Garrick Ollivander – for her monthly study of wands and cores – who had coincidentally told her the art of transferring wand magic to another wand that day.
And being the reckless Gryffindor that she was, she was all 'hey why the bloody hell not' and use herself as the transferring point instead of using another wand to transfer the magic. Well magical transfer was certainly… something.
It was a success transfer.
And a failed theory.
The magical transfer had in-fact, killed her (making it her third official death if you must know).
Death; the oh so lovable-ly creepy being who flat out inform her that she was in fact, in a way, immortal the moment she had physically made contact with all the hollows, which was sometime during the age of sixteen. It – horrifying to her – made her some sort of chosen one from birth – hence, the handful of her dead experiences and still staying alive – to be the mistress of death.
(Now that she thought it through, the headmaster did have all three legends in his clutches sometime during his long life, at least by the time she was a first year and he certainly was dead… so maybe death did choose its master... well, we learn something new every day.)
Did she mention that death was a pretty, cheerful, wisdom-filled gothic chic?
And did she mention she met Hades and Persephone?
Mistress of dead indeed.
Deciding that she still have some hours to burn, she concentrate on her meditation form and found her way to her inner mind. She needs to think and possibly talk to death about what was current happening. She want to console someone before ditching her 'mother' completely or simply to make sure that she does not curse Hermione's fiance out of spite.
Besides death was a rather good entity-diary. So if it was not trouble for the entity, Magnolia finds she enjoyed her advices the most.
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Magnolia's Mind.
Nil.
The dark haired entity stepped on the familiar marble island that situated itself in the middle of the blue sky with different shape of clouds floating about around her. The familiar smell of flowers, the fresh waterfall-fountain and earl-gray tea filled the air as the woman approach her destination with a soft smile playing on her black lipstick covered lips.
Soon enough that smile turned into a small grin as her obsidian eyes sparkled with un-hidden joy. She had found the person she was looking for. On the eyesight of the entity, sat on an elegant, red and gold sofa was a teenage girl with auburn red-hair, sipping a cup of tea as her bright forest colored eyes skimmed over the book on her other hand.
"You do know that both the book and the tea are nothing but your imagination, right?" The black haired girl asked to catch the attention of the girl as she approaches her. The plan works perfectly as the startled girl drop her cup which quickly dissolved into speck of clouds. "You're easy to startle even inside your own head."
"Bugger off Death." The red haired beauty huffed childishly as she slouched over her light colored wood sofa. "And this is my know the place I can relax without constant disturbance." Death simply snorted as she took the chair opposite of her mistress, across the coffee table.
"What distraught you?" The entity asked, straight to the point as she had learned over her time of observing that her young friend does not appreciate half mean words or meaningless chatters. Unless it's a political measure of course since politic never spoke the direct face of truth, that is what the same girl had complained to her about – a lot – among the other many.
"Other than the usual?" The girl in the gold and red gown answered with her own suggestion.
Death shrugged her shoulder in a sheepish manner. Her mistress was, after all a very busy person for a human – or in the girl's case; a witch – so there was a lot of responsibilities and naturally stress for a human being in her life. "Is it a meeting with a president? Your tea-time with an important client does not go as smooth, perhaps? Or was it just one of the aristocrats getting on your nerve again?" Death asked in a very normal manner as if speaking about the weather.
"None." The girl replied sulkily before lifting her head from her slouch position to meet the obsidian orbs of her companion. "Besides, aren't you tired of hearing my petty complains and little problems when you have millions and millions of souls to take care of everyday?"
"Nonsense Magnolia." The Goth chick brushed the other girl off. "I do quite enjoy stories of the livings if you didn't notice by now; I do quite like your life-story too."
Magnolia narrowed her green orbs at the black haired girl. "Is that how you pick 'the one'? There interesting life stories and amazingly dramatic existence? Because I can recall a lot of time in school I was a drama queen and all your speech is quite literally catching up."
Death laughed out heartily. "No, no I don't pick out my mistress or master by sob-stories. Not a bad idea… but no." the entity assured as she sip her pre imagined tea. "Ready to stop avoiding my question and tell me what's wrong?"
This caused the girl to sit up and throw her imaginary book at the imaginary flower vast. "Hermione's getting married!" The girl whined loudly as she sat straight, crossed her arms and pouted with all her might. "And can you believe it! He's like a fossil compare to her and he is evil Di-Di, I swear he's evil!"
Death laughed heartedly. "Describe evil Maggie."
"Voldemort." Magnolia answered without even given a second thought making death laughed even louder. "I don't find it humorous."
"I'm sorry." Death finally wheezed out while cleaning her eyes off happy tears. "So… Hermione is marrying Voldemort?"
"No." The red-head huffed irritate. "Just someone."
"Again." Death asked with a small sigh as she had finally calming herself down from her earlier hysteria. "What is evil to you?"
Magnolia scowled at her partner's questions. "I suppose." She started hesitating slightly. "A person who possesses the opposite of your own conscience you build up. The one who cross highly restricted lines you made for your own life… or simply a person who make you… very un-happy?"
Death nodded her black haired covered head. "So, is your mother's fiancé any of this?"
"I don't know…" Magnolia admitted sulkily. "I mean rumors and spies said bad bad things about him."
"I think you know better than to rely on those considering your own life." Death scolded her in disapproval. "Any other reason you dislike the guy?"
Magnolia crossed her arms defensively. "I feel like I'm forcing this on Hermione."
"Hermione," Death started "Is a grown woman big enough to make her own decisions. And if you are so curious about the relationship or his character… well, I believe you do have a dinner to attend to."
Magnolia frowned darkly but she did not argue back with the entity's traditionally rightful logic.
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Metropolis.
January 25. 20:34 EST.
Ignoring all the stares she got from the people around her, the red haired Potter-Black waltzed confidently across the luxurious ground of the five star restaurants, following the manager as she was guided towards her destination.
Stares and gossip, though made her uncomfortable were constantly there since being the Mistress of Death pretty much came with being forever a sixteen years old with looks not even a full fledged Veela can hold a candle to. It was possible to at the very least pretend like she has grown use to all these things.
It also helps when she constantly recite the steps of Occlumency considering she was not really allow to cast a notice-me-not charm at the moment. But like many things that come with being a magical heroin, Magnolia learned over the time, the best way to deal with attention; which was to give them a total 'Luna Lovegood' or downright ignore them.
Personally she prefers the notice-me-not charm though. Too much attention was a real mood killer, not that one could see that through her serene looking façade.
"We have arrived, Lady Black." The manager informed as he stand next to the door leading to a private dining room.
Offering her best smile Magnolia thanked the manager and knocked trice before entering the room. Her knee length black dress feels quite small and uncomfortable… or was it her nerves? Well, too late to run for the hills now she supposed.
Now she meets the step-father.
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"Magnolia!" Greeted the frowning brunet woman as soon as the teen entered the room. "We have been waiting forever; I thought I taught you better than that!"
Ignoring the strong urge to cross her arms in defiance, Magnolia entered the room with grace and smiled sheepishly. "My deepest apologies Mum, you know how we girls are with our dress."
The brunet opens her mouth to scold the teenager but she was quickly cut off by the other occupant of the room. "No need to apologize dear one, we were just getting started." The man across the table supplied with a welcoming smile, green eyes shimmering. Charismatic. "Now Hermione, let the girl rest I'm sure she does not mean to be late."
Hermione sighed unhappily. "Honestly Lex, your too easy on her, you have to be stern to let her learn." Though she said this she motioned for the girl to sit down. "She can be quite headstrong and you know what they say; no rewarding tantrums."
"Yes, but the girl is only fifteen Mione, I'm sure she have her… issues with the marriage of her mother." The bald man supplied as he eyed the teenager as she was gripping the menu as if to murder it while wearing the most relax, serene and sweet smile a female could produce. He couldn't surpass the amuse snort. "Magnolia, is it."
"Yes sir." She announced almost sulkily. Not at all enjoying the fact that she cannot gave snarky remarks at the couple who talked like she not even there in the room.
"Lovely attitude too I see." Lex Luther laughs heartily at the violent twitch he saw on his fiancée. "I do hope we get along since we would be seeing a lot of each other from now on. In fact why don't you join me and your mother for golf tomorrow?"
"Uh…" The youth mumbled, earning herself a sharp glare from her 'mother'. "Sure… I'll check my schedule." Luckily for her dinner was quickly brought in by the group of people who Magnolia officially dubbed as her 'saviors'.
And with that the awkward dinner commence.
Actually it was awkward only for Magnolia since Hermione and Lex chatted away like old married couple. That was good, Magnolia suppose, since they are technicallygetting married in six months…
Well, they did say Lex Luther was a muggle genius so, evil villain tendency aside she suppose he could be good for Hermione in the 'we-can-talk-about-all-the things-that-made-others-feel-stupid' way… she can act like the teenage love-child of her 'mum' for a while longer and maybe go easy on them.
Maybe Hermione was telling the truth and this marriage was not that forced after all…?
So nodding her head to herself with her new resolve firmly in mind; she decided to join in the conversation as often as she could, quickly finding that despite all his corruption and generally evil persona, Lex Luther actually had a heart… and a brain, that's always a plus in dealing with potential frienemy.
Can't have another Ronald Weasley on our plate.
"So I've heard that you've graduate with flying colors." Lex commanded. "And your achievement list is only growing; this is quite a success, Magnolia."
Magnolia smiled happily, she did took pride in her achievement… even though it take her more than ten years instead of just some years as it may appear in muggle papers and files. "Yes, I have to admit it's not the easiest thing but it's certainly worth it!"
"Good." Lex said as his eyes seems to shine in interest. "You are worthy of wearing the Luther name it seems."
Magnolia chuckled heartedly. "What? Were you unhappy about a random un-worthy girl coming and snatching the name under your nose?" Magnolia joked eying the man who was soon to be her 'step-father'.
At this comment, Lex Luther laughed but both female who were trained in the method of reading people with war looming on their heads could see the slight twitch of his jaw like the topping star of a Christmas tree.
A glowing topping star at that.
So he was concerned about that bit.
And isn't that disappointing. For the past few minutes Magnolia had starting to enjoy herself in the conversation that take place and dare she say, not really disliking her soon to be 'step-father'. But now; she find they were quickly back to square one because of one small mistake.
Magnolia always did have something against people who judge. Who control. And people who categories others as if they were types of dog breeds. She personally thought that she also should stay far far away from these types of people because they usually don't like her either.
You may ask the Malfoys for confirmation of this statement.
Even though the man's behavior was only a small patch of mistake compare to all the prejudice and disgusting believes she saw in her life, it was enough to send the Gryffindor back on her defense; letting up her guard faster than a Killing Curse.
"Nonsense." The Luther lied almost absolutely convincingly. "It's simply that you have such an intelligent mother that it would be slightly disappointing if you don't match up. But I have absolutely no more doubt, now that I've met you."
Magnolia faked a deep sigh as she lifted her glass. "I only hope I don't disappoint her." She ignores the sudden cough of her incredulous 'mother'. "The burden of catching up to a mother is so high." She added dramatically. Yes she was mocking the situation, and yes she enjoys it.
"Do not worry child, I will make sure that you surpass your mother and I in every way." The Luther said with his eyes shining in encouragement and pride. Magnolia for her part, almost forgot to hide her gapping face as she watch one of the world's smartest man fall prey to her pretend dramatic. "We will arrange only the best for you."
He didn't realize that she was mocking at all, do he? Does he really have that long a stick up his arse? Or was the information she had read about him a bunch of banana peels? Suddenly for some un-explainable reason, Magnolia dropped a whole doze of fear she had delicately put up for the evil people in the muggle world.
Well, there must be something wrong in the head of theirs if they can never really win against one enemy for their whole life and still insist on being evil right? Do they just have 'villain-tendency' in their to-do-before-die list?
Than Magnolia started getting this cold dreary feeling of dread as if death was around the corner, stalking her like she had any right to be there (as she usually does). But soon she realized that the dark energy was much much scarier than death for the Mistress of Death herself.
"Magnolia." Hermione said like sweet melted chocolate. "Do you want to go back to high school?"
Magnolia gulped, knowing the threat was the highest and most dangerous in the level of Hermione Jean Granger. The brunet knows how much she hated high school what with all its drama and attention wars. Hack her first high-school life was traumatizing enough with actual war where actual friends die.
"No such thing Hermione." Lex unintentionally interrupted the semi suggestion slash worst-than-death threat. "A genius like her cannot waist her time decaying with something so trivial when there is so much more to learn in this existence."
As Hermione sigh – she was apparently holding back a big fat groan and Magnolia know it – in slight defeat, restraining herself for the sake of her husband-to-be. Magnolia suddenly found herself a lot less upset with the idea of her figure mother marrying a super-villain.
Maybe this could actually be fun.
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Watch Tower. The Moon.
March 30. 11:18 EDT.
"Lex Luther." The blue super scout-boy started with face as serious as a tsunami. "Is getting married?"
"Yes." Was the equally serious yet very differently interpreted reply of the all time favourite brooder; Batman. "The information was gained three days ago and was confirmed exactly five hours ago when Lex Luther himself asked for some update inside his Mansion."
The man of steel blink twice as he studied his League-mates with narrowed eyes, as if they were suddenly going to jump out and shouted that he have been prank. But the Batman was here… and Batman does not prank people, he just doesn't… right?
Baffled, that's how he feels, baffled. Naturally he wanted more information. "So is she an android? An alien we're not aware of. Is he having any plan to get us with this?"
The present JLA members – who would all love to strangle that bald tycoon brat of a man – simply shocked their head solemnly at his questions.
"As far as we know she is very much a human." Wonder-Woman answered the gob-smacked looking boy-scout. "She does own a rather large company so she's not after the money, and she had a fifteen years old daughter. A child she had during her teenage years, we gather. So, a normal family woman at most..."
Superman look solemnly at the demigoddess who he fully trust in the method of truth and righteousness (after all, her ropes must speak for something), he would be very offended if she was part of this… prank. "Is she… fundamentally insane? Have a mental defection? I don't mean to be rude but what can she possible gain from marrying him?"
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"Clark, you're whining." Batman deadpanned. Superman glared so heatedly that the rest of the present Leaguers are surprise that there was not a smoking twin hole on the cape crusader's pointy black head.
Finally the resident Martian cleared his throat to gain the general attention of the room. "Hermione Jean Black. An apparent genius of her generation – so, no superman, no mental defection we know of – and the current CEO of the JnL Inc. The JnL had been one of the ten wealthiest not to mention most influential company-empire out there on Earth and along with the Wayne enterprise, is one of the few among the ten that fully supported and fund the JLA."
Superman spluttered. "So you're saying this is a move against the people who fund JLA?"
The others remain quiet as they look at the dark-knight for any confirmation. "We are not 100% sure but that could easily become the case." Batman commented the situation as he gazed around the table for people who agree with him. "That is why we sent spies to observe their outing."
"Lex Luther is getting married." Superman mumbled, still in a bit of a shock.
"Yes we have gathered that much." The annoyed Batman answered blankly. "Nice to see you're finally catching up."
Surprisingly the Blue man only waved off the detective's snide comment in favour of providing his surprisingly creepy idea to the room.
"Lex Luther is getting married… and we're stalking his date…?" The statement by the Kryptonian was followed by a mix faces of sheepish, blank and incredulous looks around the table. Flash, who had been rather quite about the whole ordeal, snorted rather unattractively. "Is that… weird?"
"Are you saying we should leave situation un-attained?" Batman asked with narrowed eyes while – the still a bit awestruck – Superman considered his options quickly. On one hand, stalking an engage man and his soon to be wife was a whole lot of thing that he was very sure a group of heroes and heroines were not suppose to do.
On the other hand, this man is Lex Luther of all people. Seriously speaking, the man of steel was pretty sure Lex Luther does not look like the poster man for family guy considering the last few times he met the man when said man was plotting ten steps to murder him.
"I find it oddly exciting." Hawkgirl spoke up her opinion. "It's not every day we dedicate ourselves to stalk one particular evil villain together."
That's when the Leaguers started looking at one another with curious faces. "So we do it?" Finally asked Wonder woman. Superman for his part hesitantly nodded his head for affirmative. He was sure his teammates were doing the deed weather he say yes or no.
"Does anyone want popcorn?" Shazzam asked, earning himself a group of deadpanned faces. "Never mind."
"I can't believe I'm stuck with you." Batman stated as he turn on the screen.
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"Who do you say the woman and her child were again?" Asked the gapping Zatarra right after the group of three in the scene leave their table for the day, hence Batman close the screen and dismissed that particular meeting.
The three talk about normal topics actually. There seems to be nothing really wrong with the family Lex Luther was making. That was a relief in Superman's opinion, especially since Hermione Black and Magnolia Black were one of their biggest benefactor. However, Batman seems to be getting more and more suspicious. Not that it surprise anyone at that point.
"Hermione Jean Black and her daughter Magnolia Lillian Black." John replied curiously to the resident Magician's question. "Do you recognize them from somewhere?"
Zatarra shocked his head almost violently. "No, no I just believe my coffee was just too black." He hissed and decided to quickly make his exit… probably before the paranoid bat does something he would not like. "Now if you will excuse me I have to arrange a meeting with the Queen and the British Prim Minister."
"ekaT em emoh." The magician spoke and disappear with a pop, he seems to completely forgot that the Justice League in fact, for convenient sake, have a zeta tube.
"Well this is an odd day." Spoke Hawkgirl.
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~To Be A Hero Facts~
Fact one: Magnolia already met Bat-Man, Cat woman, Ra's and Talia during her long teenage years.
Fact two: None of them get to keep all their memories.
:Random Fact about myself: Starfire and the Bat Family are literally why I am connected to DC as Spider-Man and Scarlet-Witch are my connection to Marvel. (Seeing less news about them and I will quit reading about the whole world around them.)