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And please guys, is painfully obvious that this is a Fem Harry fanfic, so please if you don't like DON'T READ!

Disclaimer: Harry Potter and Naruto are not mine (unfortunately) I just own the plot.


Summary: Harleen has won the war, but at a great price. Her own life. She was betrayed, and everything she had been fighting for so long became a lie in the blink of an eye. Now Death has decided to give her a second chance, but first, she must change the life of another one. Who is this mysterious Uzumaki Naruto and why is Death sending her to the time even before his birth? Why does she need to change his future in order to change her own? How is he related to her? And what is the truth behind her heritage?

Pairing: Minor past FredXFemHarry. I ALREADY KNOW THE FINAL PAIRING, BUT I WON'T SAY IT UNTIL LATER IN THE STORY :3

Warnings: SPOILERS! HORRIBLE SPOILERS! IF YOU DON'T MIND THEN GO AHEAD AND READ! OTHERWISE GET YOUR NOSES OUT OF HERE! AU, Non-Canon, FemHarry, Time-Travel, Ron/Ginny/Molly/Hermione/Dumbledore-bashing, super!Harry, immortal!Harry, abused!Harry, adorable!Harry, intelligent!Harry, meddling Shinigami/Death, etc, etc, etc. (More warnings will be added in the future). ALSO, MOST OF MY KNOWLEDGE FROM THE NARUTO WORLD IS FROM WIKIA AND OTHER FANFICTIONS.


Published: 09-24-15


Book One: New Beginnings

― 新しい生活への目覚め

Chapter Two: Awakening to a New Life


Normal PoV

When Harleen regained consciousness once again, it was due to the feeling of being crushed by invisible walls. It wasn't a nice feeling, and she immediately tried to fight back, but was unable to. The witch would be lying if she said she hadn't felt terrified out of her mind, and not knowing where the hell she was, hadn't helped in the slight. Finally, after what seemed to be hours, and probably had been if she said so herself, a white light enveloped her and she gave an enraged high pitched screech when she felt someone slapping her backside. Harleen had never felt so much violated before. She tried to fight back the hands that seemed to be manhandling her, but realized that they felt too big to be human, or maybe she was extremely small.

It was then that the former Potter heiress remembered everything that happened before she woke up, and the fact that she seemed to have been reborn slapped her in the face and laughed at her.

"What is going to be her name, onee-sama?" A voice above her asked, she could recognize it was from a female, and that it sounded pained.

"I..." A voice wheezed. It was another woman, probably her mother, but she couldn't be sure. Besides, she was still too stunned to do anything else besides sputtering stupidly. They probably thought she was born faulty. "I... was going to... name the child... Byakuran... if it was a boy..." The woman continued, she sounded somewhat angry, and Harleen shrank in the arms she was nestled in when she realized that not only that anger was aimed at her, but that the woman she had identified as her new mother had referred to her as 'the child' and not 'my child'.

"Onee-sama..." The other woman, the one that was holding her, whispered sadly, but she also sounded indignant on Harleen's behalf, something the witch was grateful for.

"I don't care..." The woman wheezed. "Call her whatever you want... I don't care..." Harleen could feel hot angry tears prickling her eyes, but refused to let them fall.

"Onee-sama!" The woman she now could say was her aunt yelled enraged.

"Take her away... I don't want... to see that thing." The woman whispered darkly with an air of finality and Harleen finally let the fears fall as she opened her eyes for the first time in this life. The first person she saw was a long dark haired woman with almond eyes and creamy complexion, there was something about her that screamed kindness and love. Harleen felt when her eyes seemed to shift and absorb something before going back to normal, and she faintly wondered if it was the mysterious Kyūshūgan, Death had told her about. The former adult then turned her little her to the side and saw another woman lying down in a bed surrounded by various people with a green light that seemed to emanate from their hands doing something to the tired woman. The woman had fiery redhead and green jewel-like eyes that remained her so much of her true mother, Lily Potter.

It hurt so much.

Her eyes seemed to shift once again and absorbed everything that caught her eyes before returning to normal.

"I understand, Yuri-sama." Her aunt suddenly spat at her mother drawing Harleen's attention back to her. "My child and I won't bother you anymore." She said coldly before standing up and walking out of the room.

"Don't you dare talk to me that way, Ayame!" Yuri screeched at her aunt. "And don't you dare take that abomination in! I won't allow it!" The red haired woman howled.

"I apologize, Yuri-sama, but since when are you the head of the family?" Her aunt asked coldly. "You forget your place here, you are a bastard child, nothing more. I make the decisions here, not you. And your daughter might be the same as you, but she is still my niece, and my mother's grandchild. I won't allow you to throw her away like yesterday's trash just because she wasn't born a male. I refuse." Her aunt said firmly, and the red haired woman glared darkly at her making Harleen shrink even further into her aunt's arms.

"That child is not mine! My beautiful Byakuran died in childbirth! And that's it!" Yuri howled enraged. "I am your oldest sister! You listen to me!" The woman demanded.

"No! You listen to me!" Her aunt yelled making her squirm slightly at the volume. "I told you repeatedly not to go with that man, and you still did. I told you constantly that he was only a man-whore, and you were only a fling to him. And what did you do? You ended pregnant! And now you want to get rid of a child that had no fault in here besides having a horrible mother? No! I refuse!" She said stomping her foot in the floor, and making the whole house tremble. "You are not my sister! My sister died in childbirth giving birth to my niece! And that's final!" And with nothing more, the black haired woman stomped out of the room with Harleen in her arms.

Harleen wasn't sure for how long they walked, but when they finally stopped, they seemed to have reached her aunt's house. The building was really small, it just consisted of a single floor. The walls were painted a creamy color and the furniture consisted of black and white.

"Ayame? You are back?" A male voice that reminded Harleen of Sirius. Then, a man with shaggy black hair and deep blue eyes came out of what seemed to be the kitchen. I took everything in Harleen to stop the tears when she noticed just how much he resembled her godfather. The man walked towards them and his eyes rested on her when he noticed her. "Is this Yuri's child?" He asked dubiously making her aunt nod. "He looks nothing like her." The man concluded.

"She." Her aunt pipped.

"She? Yuri must be angry, she wanted a boy, didn't she?" Another nod. "Is that why she's here? Yuri rejected her?" He asked with a pained grimace.

"She was planning to abandon her. Maybe even killing her." Her aunt explained tightening her arms around her small frame.

"And..." The man asked after a few second.

"What, Tenōkami?" Her aunt asked.

"What is this little beauty's name?" He asked giving Harleen a small smile and reaching for her with her finger, making the former adult grasp it with her chubby hand.

"I was thinking of Haruki." Her aunt admitted.

"Shining brightly?" Tenōkami asked amused. "Fitting I guess." He mused when he saw Harleen giving her a toothless grin.

"Haruki it is then." Her aunt said with a soft smile. "Kurogane Haruki."

That was the last time she saw her smile.


Childhood for Kurogane Haruki, formerly called Harleen, was, for lack of better words, disappointing.

No, her relatives didn't abused her. Not really.

No, she wasn't bullied. Not precisely.

No, she wasn't hated by anyone. Not anyone important, at least.

She just was... forgotten.

She faded into the background and no one ever paid any attention to her.

Her aunt and uncle/godfather were the only constants in her life. The other people of the clan often avoided her for the mere fact that she was a bastard child, and the people outside the clan often resented anyone carrying the Kurogane name. She didn't have anyone there for her.

Not really.

Ayame-oba-sama was often busy and Haruki nearly never saw her, and when she did, she was always very formal and strict, almost as if she was taking to a stranger. And that hurt the green eyed girl. Tenō-oji-sama on the other hand was very cheery in general, but every time he saw her, his smile would strain and he would often avoid looking at her in the eye. It was almost as if it was painful looking at her.

Haruki was hurt by the actions of her 'family', but not overly so, it wasn't the first time she was rejected by her family, and if her aunt's description was to be trusted, her father would do the same if he ever learned about her existence. Not that she would go looking for him in the first place, she didn't want to face more rejection. Besides, she had a pretty good idea of who exactly was her sire, if the servant's conversations were anything to go by. Silly rumors, of course, weren't a very reliable source, but still, life had taught her to never dismiss any rumor. Information was information, after all. You never know when it might become handy.

But still, not really knowing was one of the things Haruki hated about this new life. Even though Shinigami-sama had unlocked her Kyūshūgan and Yochigan the moment she was born, she had always been unable to see anything with the Yochigan that involved her directly, meaning, she was unable to see herself meeting her father and his reaction to her being his daughter, or how she would die and when, things of the such. It wasn't really helpful. The Kyūshūgan, on the other hand, was incredibly helpful, but also incredibly useless on its own way. Why it was helpful was obvious, if you ignored the fact that she had to spend months, sometimes even years, mastering the kekkei genkai copied. But it didn't matter in the sightless if the place where you lived having bloodlines got you killed.

That's right.

She didn't exactly live in Kirigakure, were all the killing originated from, but close enough so her village was affected by the bloodline purges.

Nadeshiko Village.

That was her home.

Haruki guessed it was somehow like the purebloods' beliefs but reversed, instead of the purebloods doing the killing, it was the muggles.

The green eyes girl never fully understood why the 'muggles' did that. They were people too, at the end. But learned to accept it, there was nothing more she could do, after all. Not without turning everyone's attention to her family and getting them killed. The Kurogane clan was known in the ages of old, of having the Hyōkai Kurogane, hence, the clan name Kurogane.

The Hyōkai was exactly that, melting. The Kurogane clan was known now for their forgery skills. They were the blacksmiths of Nadeshiko Village, and without them, they wouldn't being able to be ninjas.

That was the only reason why, if anyone knew about their Kekkei Genkai, they weren't all dead yet.

They needed them.

Of course, that didn't stopped the people from the village from shunning them.

It was painful.

Haruki had grown up trying to make everyone around her happy. Ayame-oba-sama, Tenō-oji-sama, her aunts and uncles, the other kids of the village... but none of them wanted her, not really. Haruki knew her aunt was merely taking care of her because she felt responsible, maybe even guilty. Kurogane Ayame had known what her older sister had been up to, and despite warning her against doing what she did, Ayame had never really tried to stop Yuri from having her affair.

Her uncle just took care of her because his former best friend, who had died during the second shinobi war, had not only been deeply in love with Yuri, but they had also promised to marry as soon as he returned from that one mission. It was clear he didn't make it, but he did made Tenō-oji-sama promise to take care of Yuri and any children she ever had in the future.

Neither of them really loved her.

And it was painful.


Today was another plain day for little Haruki.

Today was another day for training.

Today was another day of endless criticism directed to her.

Today was another day for her mother to remind her she was a she and not a he.

Today was another birthday.

Haruki learned long ago that this day, October 31, wasn't especial just because she was born. No one really cared whether she had a party or not. It didn't really bothered the youngest Kurogane. Not anymore. She had long ago learned to accept that October 31 wasn't a special day for her, on the contrary. It was a day she learned to be wary of. Both July 31 and October 31. And with reason.

During her life as Harleen Potter it had been a day when bad things happened. And as Kurogane Haruki, it didn't get better.

On Haruki's first birthday, her grandmother died and her aunt Ayame officially took the title of head of the Kurogane Clan. In the past, her aunt had been 'head of the family' but since her grandmother, the real leader, had still been alive, whatever order her aunt gave could be overruled by her grandmother's word. It also forced her aunt to make a heir for the title, and since she was the only niece she had ―Haruki didn't even had direct cousins despite the number of aunt and uncles she had― so Haruki was chosen as the Clan heir despite the protests of the other Clan members, with the condition that she would marry her youngest uncle, which was ten years older than her.

It sickened Haruki to know that just because she was a bastard child, she would be forced into something she didn't want to. But fortunately, she learned that it only would happen unless her aunt had a child of her own, and while that was very improbable taking in consideration her personality, she had faith that someday her aunt would decide to settle down and have a child of her own, a daughter if she was lucky.

Haruki's second birthday had been better than the first one, in her opinion. Her aunt got so sick there was talk about the possibility of her dying, and Haruki having to start to be trained to take the mantle of clan head when she reached the rank of Genin. Fortunately, her aunt had been able to bounce back, and was completely healthy a few weeks later.

Back to the topic, during Haruki's third birthday, she somehow managed to find herself in her mother's chambers, and when the woman was about to kill her in a burst of rage, she lied to her and told her she was actually a boy and the midwife had lied to her. Haruki felt no guilt in lying because, one, the midwife had died not long after her birth, and two, because she didn't want to die in the hands of the redhead. She still had things to take care of. Not to mention that the Shinigami would probably sent her right back when he (it?) got wind of what had happened, and to be honest, Haruki didn't want to explain to people how exactly she didn't stay dead.

Yuri had immediately run to check if what she had said was true, and Haruki froze in panic not knowing what to do, but somehow, someway, when Yuri checked her body for that organ, she actually found it. She wasn't sure what exactly happened, but she could guess that maybe her magic had reacted as a shield and created an illusion on her body. The people around here had called it a Genjutsu, if she remembered correctly.

Haruki had been ecstatic with the events, but decided to not say anything to neither her aunt nor uncle. The problem was when she returned to her room, she had a vision of what would happen the next day, which included her mother fighting with her aunt about her. She had managed to withhold the fight as long as she could, but in the end it happened and both Haruki and Yuri were prohibited to leave their rooms without an escort.

Today was Haruki's fourth birthday.

She had a sinking feeling in her gut since the moment she woke up, but she hadn't been able to do anything or tell anyone about it. She was confined in her room, like always, and could only wait for when her aunt or someone went to fetch her for breakfast.

It didn't happen.

One hour turned into two. And suddenly two hours had turned into five.

And still, no one came by.

It was around lunch time when Haruki finally decided enough was enough, and quietly tiptoed to the door, pointed with her index finger at the door muttering a quiet "Alohomora" before a soft click echoed and the door opened with without making a single noise. The hallway was completely empty and the sound of water drops falling into water made its way to the girl's ears. The sinking feeling in her stomach grew, and she cast a weak "Notice-Me-Not" charm on herself before making her way to the main compound.

She was halfway there when she suddenly heard a shriek, a mix of anguish, pain and desperation. A sound she knew all too well. She hurried and when she turned the corner that took her to the entrance she froze at the sight of an unknown ninja slicing the neck of the woman they was holding. It was one of her many aunts, she didn't particular like her, but she didn't wish her death either.

Haruki crushed her desire to run an confront the person killing her family, she was still trying to get a good hold of her magic, she could only cast one or two spells without creating a small explosion, and while her ninja skills were good, she wasn't good enough to go against a fully trained killer.

So she ran.

She found the door of the main house and quickly stepped inside not bothering to take out her sandals, there was no time for that. The black haired child ran as fast as her little legs could carry her until she arrived to her mother's room, but stopped when she saw the scene in front of her. Her mother was covered in blood from head to toe, a crazed smile on her face as she slashed again and again the stilled body that belonged to an already dead person.

"How dare you! How dare you!" The woman screamed crazily, her arms waving and slashing not caring if they hit anything. "My house! My home! My family!" She kept on screaming.

Haruki was too scared she didn't even notice when another person crept behind her until a blade was nearly cutting into her back. She tried to move but wasn't fast enough and the kunai the person was holding cut her skin from her left side of her shoulder blade down until the her lower back, a little past the middle to the right. It was bleeding heavily, but it wasn't very deep. Haruki let out a small whimper of pain and fright when the person went to attack her once again but before he could, his head fell off his shoulders and the body went stiff before in fell limp to the floor, like a puppet whose strings had been cut.

"Byakuran!" The crazy redhead suddenly crooned at the green eyed child, and the girl flinched. Haruki remember that voice, Yuri always used it when she was going to do something bad to her. "Come with mommy!" The woman crooned again, but Haruki could hear the order and threat underneath that sickly sweet voice.

"Y-Yes, mother?" The girl tried to ask in the most respectable and calm voice she could find.

"Well... this last few years have taught me something very important, my precious little Byakuran." She started, playing with the bloodied kunai in her hands. "Do you want to know what?" The red haired woman asked and her daughter nodded. "Answer me!" She shrieked slapping the child making her fall backwards and hold her reddening cheek, not letting the tears fall from her green eyes.

"Y-Yes, ma'am!" She answered, her voice breaking a little at the end.

"Well, my precious little Byakuran, I learned that no matter what I do, or how much I wait, you father is never going to come back..." She said softly before her head snapped in Haruki's direction. "So, since he's not coming back, I don't need you anymore." She declared with a sadistic smile before throwing the kunai at her own child, however, neither of them expected the weapon to stop midair and turn around in the woman's direction with the same velocity it had been directing towards the child. Haruki knew immediately that had been a burst of accidental magic and had never been happier when she felt the familiar pull in her navel followed by the feeling of being sucked inside a very tiny tube. However, Haruki hadn't counted on the fast recovery from the shock her mother made, and the woman threw another kunai in her direction, making the witch remember when Bellatrix did the same thing in her previous life, and killed Dobby.

Hopefully that wouldn't happen to her.


Sooooo... you love it? hate it? I hope you guys liked it! XD

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*失われた過去: Ushinawaretakako: Lost past (Former title).

新しい生活への目覚め: Atarashii seikatsu e no mezame: Awakening to a new life.

*Onee-sama: Big sister. Polite speech.

Byakuran: White Orchid ―白蘭.

Yuri: Lily (ironic, isn't it?)百合.

Ayame: Iris ―菖蒲.

Tenōkami: Sirius (The Dog Star)天狼.

Haruki: Shining brightly ―春木.

*Oba-sama: Aunt. Polite Speech.

*Oji-sama: Uncle. Polite Speech.

*Kyūshūgan: Literally translates as "The Absorption Eye" ―吸収眼.

*Yochigan: Literally translates as "The Precognition Eye" ―よち眼.

*Kekkei Genkai: Bloodline limit.

*Kirigakure no Sato: Hidden Village in the Mist ―霧隠れの里.

*Nadeshiko: Fringed Pink Carnation ―撫子.

*Nadeshiko no Sato: Nadeshiko Village, in this case "Nadeshiko" refers to "Yamato Nadeshiko" which means the proper Japanese woman, or the way how Japanese people think the perfect woman would be. In this village the women are the ones in charge and train in the ninja arts since they are mere babies until they are adult so when they are of age they are able to leave the village in order to find a men that is stronger than them and take him back and marry, and finally settle down in the village, this is done in order to make stronger clan heirs. That rule doesn't apply to bastard children ―撫子の里.

*Hyōkai Kurogane: Melting Black Gold ―氷解 黒金.

And sorry for the mistakes.

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