Here it is, the story you all have been waiting for! If you're reading this story and haven't read the first one, go read that. Or nothing will make sense. Probably.

Anyway, the sequel is here! And unlike 'The Emerald Rose' where it was all about Evelyn (fem!Harry), this is about her child, Atticus, and his adventures with the Mugiwara Crew. I hope this story is as successful as its predecessor.

I wasn't sure whether to put this as a crossover or not, but everyone said that I should. So I did! ^^ But this crossover is mainly One Piece with little Harry Potter references popping in. I was told to say that.

Moving on!

Disclaimer: I do not own One Piece, or Harry Potter if it should be mentioned.

Claimer: Atticus and Estrella are both mine. Wanna know who they are exactly and where they came from? Go read 'The Emerald Rose'.

"Parseltongue"

"Normal"

I also decided to start each chapter off with a part of a song, which does not belong to me. I guess it helps to set the mood a bit.

Even a well-lit place, can hide salvation

A map to a one man maze that never sees the sun

Where the lost are the heroes

And the thieves are left to drown

But everyone knows by now

Fairy-tales are not found

They're written in the walls

As we walk in a straight line

Down in the dirt with a landslide approaching

But nothing could ever stop us

From stealing our place in the sun

We will face the odds against us

And run into the fear we run from

It has begun

A bit more than I expected to put of it. 'It Has Begun' by Starset.

Here the Chapter Starts

Powerful wings beat the air, the beast easily carried by the wind with the passenger upon its back. Bright purple eyes, almost lavender in color, looked back to the tall form straddling the black body in front of the large white wings, ankles linked together against the crème-colored underbelly.

"You're sure this was a good idea?" the creature asked, the voice feminine. "Your father may be mad when he finds out you left. Especially without saying anything."

"He'll be mad, yeah," the rider replied with a shrug, emerald green eyes looking through blonde bangs to gaze upon the open ocean. A hand reached up and brushed the bangs from the eyes, combing through the shaggy golden hair. "But this is something that I just have to do. I can't hide behind his name. I need to make one for myself."

"And you will, but you know he prefers it if you stay close to home," the scaled creature pointed out, turning her serpentine head towards the teenager on her. "Especially after what happened with your mother."

"He's just being protective, that's all," the blonde teenager scoffed with an annoyed roll of his eyes. "Estrella, I have to do this. He'll understand, or Mama will help him understand anyway."

The winged serpent sighed as she nodded her head. "Where to first, Atticus?" she asked. "North Blue? Red Line? Reverse Mountain to start at the beginning of Paradise?"

"I want to start in East Blue," he announced, laying down against her body.

"East Blue?" the agathodemon repeated in surprise. "Why? It's the weakest of the seas! You know you're nearly as powerful as your father. Why would you want to start there?"

"Because it's the weakest," Atticus explained with a soft sigh. "If I can't handle the East Blue, then I have no right to my name. I would be ashamed to call myself a Donquixote if I fail to survive East Blue."

Estrella looked back ahead, her large white wings giving a powerful flap. "Very well," she accepted. "Then we will go to the East Blue."

Here is a line!

Dellinger could not figure out where the other teenager went. He checked all around their home, the stables, and even Estrella's little grove hidden in a cliff on the north side. Atticus would go there sometimes when he wanted to be alone, after all. Still, no sign. He wasn't even a passing shadow in the sky.

Worried, he went to the one person that generally does know where the teenager was. "Young Master?" the fishman hybrid asked, looking up to the tall blonde. Atticus was almost as tall as the Young Master, he was just missing about a foot.

"Yes, Dellinger?" Doflamingo responded, shifting through his paperwork. Everything was looking good as usual and profits were flowing in due to the slave auctioning, but that was a business he was planning on dropping soon enough. His most recent deal will require his full attention.

"Sorry to bother you, Young Master, but do you know where Atticus is?" he asked. "I haven't been able to find him all day."

Covered eyes stared at the hybrid teenager. "Have you looked in Estrella's grove?"

Dellinger nodded. "They both weren't there. I didn't see him in the sky, either. I can't find him in the mansion and he wasn't in the stables."

"He's probably in town," the towering blonde commented, turning back to his paperwork. "Call one of the others and see if they spotted him."

"Already did. No one said they saw him."

Doflamingo froze for a moment. His son does wander off every once in a while, but he very rarely left Dressrosa and someone tends to spot him. If no one has seen him, then he must have left sometime during the night. His lips tugged downward into a frown before he reached over and grabbed his den-den mushi.

Here is a line!

Puru-puru-puru…puru-puru-puru…Gacha

"Hello," Atticus greeted when he answered his den-den mushi, the main body of it in the bag by his leg.

"Where are you?" he heard his father's voice through the snail. The snail was even frowning to show the caller's expression.

"One second," he sighed, leaning over to look down from Estrella's side. "Umm…I think that was a Calm Belt we just flew over a while ago."

"A Calm Belt?" Doflamingo repeated. "Why are you around there?"

Atticus sighed, his shoulder shrugging harshly. "I told you before, I wanted to go on my own pirate adventure," he pointed out.

"And I told you to stay home."

"Dad, everyone knows who you are. They know you're a Shichibukai, some know you're the king of Dressrosa. But I am just your son. Everyone sees me and I'm just your son to them. I want to make a name for myself, to prove that I can be just as powerful as you."

"I cast a wide shadow, son," his father pointed out. "Your expectations may prove to be too high right now."

"Which is why I'm doing this," the younger explained. "I want to make a name for myself so that I'm not hiding in your shadow. I can't live like that. I even left that feather coat you gave me back home! I won't be the child that hides behind the powerful father and waits for him to defend me. I want to be the kid that people see and know that their asses are going to be kicked before the father even hears about it. Besides…maybe I can find a doctor for Mama while I'm out here."

He heard his father sigh lowly. "You won't listen even if I told you to turn around and come back here," he noted. "You do have your mother's spirit, after all. Very well. Watch yourself. And your first bounty better not be ridiculously low. I would be very disappointed. Ow!"

Atticus blinked in surprise before another voice came through the snail, causing him to smile. "Don't listen to that asshole, sweetheart," his mother told him. "We're proud no matter what you do or what kind of bounty you get. Just don't take any shit from anyone and make some friends out there. Most importantly-"

"Find a good doctor," he added. Maybe Law, if he's as good a doctor as he always aimed to be. That will be a fun meeting. It's been roughly eleven years, after all.

"No," his mother sighed gently. "Have fun. You better keep in touch, though, otherwise your father will become unbearable and I may just have to kill him."

"I will not become unbearable," Doflamingo's voice managed to drift through, apparently loud enough for the snail to pick up on it.

Atticus grinned and chuckled his own unique chuckle that his father was ready to blame him picking up from Aster and Estrella. "Sesese, I'll call when I get my chances. For now though, Estrella and I have been flying since a couple hours before dawn. We're going to find a place to eat. I'll talk to you guys later."

"Alright," his mother responded. "Be careful and have fun. Hey!"

"Fufufu, mine," Doflamingo chuckled. "It won't be me worrying, son. It'll be your mother. She's just blaming me."

"She blames you for everything and face it, dad, you kind of deserve it," Atticus pointed out blandly despite the wide grin stretching his lips. "Anyway, I gotta go. I think we just found a place to eat. Bye, guys."

Receiving the farewell from his parents, he put the receiver back on the den-den mushi he carried around. The main reason he even carried a common one, despite baby den-den mushi being used more commonly by the family, was because Estrella, once large enough, had a habit of carrying him farther than most expected. His father got him the common den-den mushi simply for a better signal, especially since her speed left the distances unpredictable at times.

"See, I told you he would be okay with it," Atticus commented, reaching up and patting the black line that cupped her lower jaw.

The winged serpent nodded slightly. "So you did, little master," she agreed. "So, shall we land at that restaurant?"

"The Baratie," Atticus read the sign. "Huh, Mihawk comes here occasionally. He says there isn't any better food out there. I say we check it out!"

"You talk with Mihawk?"

"Mihawk is the only one of the Shichibukai Dad doesn't mind me talking to. He thinks Jimbei and Kuma will convert me to their views, Crocodile is too…what was that word he used? Oh well, doesn't matter. Moria is too creepy and thinks he'll steal my shadow. And Boa is just a bitch. I don't get why the entire world loves her so much."

"On that, we can most definitely agree," Estrella snickered as she descended to the deck of the restaurant.

Atticus leapt off her before she could land, her form circling the floating restaurant before gracefully landing not too far from him. "I'll see if I can get a window seat so that I can share with you," he informed. Once she nodded to him, he turned to the doors and walked inside. The interior, he had to admit, was quite beautiful and almost sparkling clean. Most of the tables were occupied, very few even looking his way.

A waiter with short, almost shaved, green hair and an unusual build came up to him, his wide mouth grinning happily. "Welcome to the Baratie, you bastard! How will you be paying for your meal?"

Atticus blinked at the insult before shaking his head. Maybe it's just a quirk. He comes from a family full of them, this is not the worst he has seen. "Will gold coins be okay for payment?" he asked. He really needs to exchange his coins for beri.

"Yes it will! We will be glad to serve you, you no-good ruffian. Follow me to your seat."

"Would it be possible for me to get a window seat? I have a companion outside that I wanted to share my meal with, but she's too big to come inside and may scare some people," the blonde explained, looking over his shoulder.

"That's no way to talk about a lady," another man pointed out, glaring at him with his uncovered eye under a curly eyebrow, the other eye being hidden by blonde bangs. He was dressed smartly, wearing a clean black suit with a cigarette in the corner of his mouth. "If she wants to come in, let her."

"Sesese, she's no lady, I can tell you that," Atticus laughed, his shoulders shaking. "She's my ride. Estrella, poke your head in here for a minute!" The doors opened due to the large snake head, black with a crème-colored bottom jaw, a black line tracing the back of the jaw, and bright purple eyes. Several customers jumped from their seats or flinched. "She's harmless, mostly, but she is twenty-five feet long with a twenty-foot wingspan. So like I said, she's pretty big." With a wave of his hand, the snake left the doorway. "So…window seat?"

"Uh…right this way," the waiter said lowly, leading the tall blonde to a nearby table that was right next to a decently sized window.

"Thanks." He flipped a shining gold coin to the waiter before dropping onto the chair. "Ah man, these seats are comfy."

"Well sorry, maybe you should invest in a saddle," Estrella commented sarcastically when Atticus opened the window.

"So touchy," he threw at her before scanning over the menu.

"Whoa! Is that a giant snake?! So cool!"

"Huh?" Atticus looked up, seeing a black-haired boy roughly his age wearing a red vest, blue jeans rolled up to just below his knees, and a straw hat with a red ribbon on top of his head. His eyes were wide and sparkling as he looked at Estrella, who was staring back nervously. "You are?"

"Shishishi, I'm Monkey D. Luffy, and I'm gonna be King of the Pirates!" the other introduced. "Hey, wanna join my crew?"

"Luffy!" a group of three yelled from another table.

Snorting, Atticus rolled his eyes and turned to his agathodemon. "A green rookie," he muttered under his breath while placing the menu back down, earning a nod of understanding from the serpent. Turning back to the other teen, he smirked. "Look, you don't just walk up to random people and ask them to join your crew. It's a good way to invite someone to kill you when your guard is down."

"Nah, you're a good guy," Luffy told him, smiling brightly as he picked his nose. "I can tell."

"How many are even on your crew, excluding you?" he asked, looking over to the table to take a better look at the people sitting there.

A man, if not in his late teens, with green hair and three swords was watching him closely, one hand on the handle of his white weapon. Another teenager with thick curly black hair, tanned skin, and a long nose was looking at him curiously, his body shaking. Next to him was a young woman with short orange hair and brown eyes scanning over him with a gaze that told him that she would steal from him the second he turns his back.

"Four," Luffy replied, holding up his hand with his fingers up and thumb tucked down to his palm.

"I'm not joining!" the blonde from earlier yelled at him.

"But I already decided, you're going to join my crew," he informed the suited man, crossing his arms and looking to the other like his opinion did not bother him.

"An oddball, if I may," Estrella stated.

"You're not even going to ask what kind of skills I have or anything?" Atticus questioned. "Besides, you're wearing an apron and being bossed around by a waiter."

"I'm no waiter, my name is Sanji and I'm the sous chef," the blonde informed him, flicking off some ash.

"Sorry, I didn't realize," the Donquixote placated. "Look, you seem like a nice guy and all, but you're a little naïve. If you think you'll survive the Grand Line like you are, you have a painful lesson coming to you. I'm just here for a meal."

"Someone's coming!" Estrella hissed angrily, baring her fangs while looking out to sea. "A large pirate ship."

"Looks like you'll be having quite a few customers soon," he commented, picking up the menu again. "Can I just have some steak with steamed vegetables and a large piece of meat for my snake?"

"Sure thing," Sanji replied, turning away to make the order.

Here is a line!

"I'm blaming Mama this time," Atticus announced, looking to Estrella, who only nodded. His mother had often enough complained about what she calls the 'Potter Luck'. It looks like he inherited that very same luck as well along with his untidy hair. Color, definitely from his father. It's shagginess, his Mama once said, in part of the Potter blood if pictures of her father were anything to go by.

"That was a cruel thing to do," the winged serpent noted as the customers rushed from the restaurant that would soon become a battlefield. "He was starving and he was fed. He was even given free food for his men. Why would he harm that chef and try to take this place?"

"So that's Don Krieg?" the still-seated blonde asked, looking over to the group that stayed.

"Yeah, one of the toughest men in East Blue," the head chef answered while stroking his braided mustache that only sprung back to its horizontal line. 'Red-Leg Zeff' he managed to identify from old bounties his Dad kept from long ago. "He had an entire fleet at his command. He was supposed to have gone to the Grand Line."

Atticus snorted. "Yeah, tough," he mocked as he heard shouting from outside, the crew cheering from the food they received. "Numbers and weapons, that all he is. I'm surprised he lived long enough to get back here."

"We almost didn't make it," the man kneeling on the floor stated. "It was insane. All our ships destroyed by one man. I'll never forget him, that hawk-eyed man."

The green-haired one that Atticus learned was called Roronoa Zoro grinned wildly, clutching his swords.

"Mihawk?" the teen asked curiously, blinking in surprise. "Huh. Now I'm even more surprised that you are still alive. What did you do to piss him off enough to destroy your ships? Wake him up from a nap?"

"Don't joke around like that!" the man named Gin shouted at him, slamming his hands onto the floor.

"Who said I was joking? Take it from me, waking up a swordsman from their nap is one of the worst things you can do. They get super cranky, I shit you not. So, did he let you go?"

"No, a storm kicked up and we managed to escape," Gin replied, lowering his head. "It was a nightmare!"

"Oops…" Atticus said lowly as he slowly turned to the large snake outside his window. "Estrella, keep an eye out. He'll be out there somewhere."

"Too late," the agathodemon sighed upon seeing the approaching fog.

"Hey, if I get rid of those pirates, can I stop doing chores?" Luffy suddenly asked, turning to Zeff.

"Sure," Zeff agreed with a nod, which prompted Luffy to throw off his apron with a grin and place a hand on his hat.

As he walked out, the large ship was suddenly destroyed, men falling into the sea as a small boat floated towards the restaurant.

"Mihawk's here," Estrella pointed out cheerfully.

"Obviously," Atticus sighed as he got to his feet. "All I wanted was something to eat. That's all. Now we're in a mess. Definitely blaming Mama for her family's luck."

"Why do you say that?" the long-nosed Usopp asked, his body trembling.

The nine-foot tall blonde stretched his lips into a grin his father would be proud of. "Because trouble follows her like a little lost puppy, and now it follows me," he explained. "It's the luck of her blood. Or Fate likes using us as her bitch." He turned to the chefs before bowing his head politely. "I offer my services to rid you of this pest. Even if that Luffy kid takes on Krieg, and does win, he may have several of his men waiting for their own chance."

"Why help us?" Zoro asked, lifting a thin eyebrow.

"Sesese, why not?"

Here is a line!

Mihawk's gone, the jerk didn't even acknowledge him being there. Zoro's badly injured and now gone as well to chase after their wayward navigator, named Nami, with two other swordsmen called Johnny and Yosaku. Now Don Krieg, more confident since the swordsman's departure, was fighting against Luffy one dirty trick after another.

Men clamored onto the extended deck, wielding their swords threateningly with bloodthirsty smirks on their faces and their eyes confident. Not as much as their crazy captain's, but enough to tell the others that they fully believed that the Baratie will be theirs soon enough.

Estrella hissed as she raised her head, her wings opening as wide as possible to make herself appear larger. Some of the pirates paled and stumbled back, a few even falling onto their rears to scurry backwards. Then a large man wearing thick plates of armor with large pearls, as well as a pearl helmet, emerged from the water. The men seemed to regain their courageous stupidity upon his arrival.

"Want me to take him?" he offered, looking to Sanji curiously while ignoring just about everything the large man was saying. Something about being invincible?

"I can handle him," Sanji informed.

"Too late!" Atticus chirped, rushing forward and ignoring Sanji's protests. The man, Pearl, continued to taunt him, telling him that he would not be able to penetrate his armor. Jumping into the air, Atticus tilted his body into a roll, tucking into himself as he fell back down to Pearl.

"Jamming Shockwave!" he yelled, slamming his hands down onto the helmet hard enough that the neck caved into itself. A ripple from the impact flew through the air, Pearl's face turning purple as a trickle of blood dripped from both nose and mouth. Placing his feet on Pearl's shoulders, he pushed himself off, spinning through the air only to land on his feet next to his serpent.

"3…2…1…" Estrella counted down almost boredly.

"Timber!" Atticus exclaimed as Pearl fell backwards, unconscious. "Hey, Gin. You may want to move that gun from the chef's head before you piss someone off."

Startled, Sanji turned to Zeff, seeing the gun almost pressing against the older man's head, held up by Gin himself. "I don't want to hurt the old man, Sanji," he confessed. "Just stand down and let Don Krieg take the restaurant."

"Like hell!" Sanji denied. "This is the old geezer's dream! I won't let anything happen to it! Even if I have to die to protect it! It's the least I can do to repay taking his leg!"

Atticus clenched his jaw before swinging his arm out, smacking Sanji across the back of his head. Not hard enough to do more than cause a slight stumble.

"What the hell was that?!" Sanji yelled angrily, glaring at the taller blonde.

"You moron," he accused with a sneer. "What makes you think that will make the old chef happy? Don't you get it?! This restaurant may be a dream, but it isn't his treasure! If you lay down your life and die protecting this place, how do you think he would feel about that?! It will become nothing to him! Want to know why? He may have given up his leg for some weird reason for you, but he also took you in. He taught you everything you know now. Am I right?

"You two act like you don't get along or drive each other up a wall so often that there are tracks left behind. But the thing is that he doesn't see you as some brat he saved. You're family to him! And if you die protecting this place, he won't care that he lost this restaurant. He'll care that he lost you!" Grabbing Sanji by the collar, he pulled the smoking blonde to him roughly. "So if you're gonna protect this place for him, you better stay alive. Otherwise, all of this is for nothing, whether the Baratie is saved or not."

Sanji nodded reluctantly. He refused to let the ship fall into another's hands. It is the old geezer's treasure, no matter what this kid says. What does he know, anyway? If he does die protecting it, then at least he was dying for a damn good reason. He won't let anyone take this restaurant!

"Don't you get it!?" Gin shouted, bringing attention back to him. "I will kill him. I don't want to, but I will. Just let Don Krieg have the damn place!"

"You don't get it," Atticus chuckled, noticing the way the gun was handled. "So stop playing with a gun and bring out your real toys."

Gin was unable to answer as Pearl staggered back to his feet, yelling angrily while slamming the plates his hands held together quickly. Fire soon erupted around him, covering the deck despite even Don Krieg yelling at the large man to stop.

"Estrella, cool him off," the tall blonde ordered.

"Gladly," Estrella accepted with a nod. Her wings stretched back as far as she could make him, her purple eyes focusing on the angry human. With a small exhale, her wings shot forward, sending a wave of air powerful enough to push the man backwards until he fell into the sea. "Huh. I should have made a more powerful gust."

"Nah, you're fine," Atticus assured her with a smile.

Here is a line!

Gin had Sanji pinned, the shaft of his weapon against the blonde's throat while spinning the other in the air so fast that it looked like a circle of metal by him. It slammed down, but did not hit the pinned blonde. Tears fell from the man's eyes as he begged Don Krieg to allow him this one moment of disobedience. Only to be told that he has to die in order for Krieg to forgive him.

The armor-wearing man held his shield in front of him, talking about the poison gas he was about to release. Luffy stretched, grabbing a pair of masks from men in the water before tossing them to Sanji and Gin, since Gin threw his mask away per the Don's order. The other Krieg Pirates had already dove or swam away before Luffy could grab another, only for one to skid along the deck to him.

Atticus's eyes grew wide. Sanji threw the mask when the gas bomb was fired then Gin pressed his own mask to the blonde's face to protect him. Everyone else had already hid. "Estrella!" he called, running to the two men. He pushed both men down as his serpent quickly coiled around the trio, her wings covering over her form.

"What are you doing?!" Gin demanded.

"Estrella is a creature of good health," he explained. "Her wings are naturally coated to protect from most airborne or impact threats." Grinning, he looked down at the man. "Sorry, but you're not allowed to die today."

The air seemed to take too long to clear before Estrella finally uncurled from them, allowing the three to straighten back up. Luffy was already fighting the Don once more.

"Well, you must admit," Estrella commented, nudging her master's shoulder. "For a rookie, this one is quite interesting."

Atticus could only nod in agreement, his grin growing. He may take Monkey D. Luffy up on that offer to join the crew after all.

Here the Chapter Ends

This actually went on a bit longer than I expected it to. But next chapter, we finish up with Krieg, Atticus and Sanji make their decisions, and we go see what is going on with Nami. It'll be a good chapter, I hope. But we shall see.

Also, in case anyone is curious. This will not be a weekly update like its predecessor. This story will be updates every other Sunday while 'Blooming Family' will be updated on the other Sundays. So both will be Every Other Sunday Update.

Ja ne, minna-san!