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Summary: Amaryllis Potter was born with a special gift borne from her father's bloodline though no one outside of the Potter family knew about it. The gift allows her to speak to spiders. She was taken from her relatives at the age of five by someone from her mother's side of the family that no one really knew about. When she turns eleven, it's time for her Hogwarts letter to arrive. What will Hogwarts think of the Spider Queen and her eight legged army that was willing to do anything to protect her?

A young ten almost eleven year old girl was sleeping in a plush feather bed that could have fit five of her. She was willowy and tall for a girl her age with wild dark blood red hair that was sped out around her like a demented halo. She was pale leading any that saw her to believe that she spent far too many hours inside for a child her age. She wore only a simple black night gown that hung off of her body in such a way that it revealed the soft skin of her neck. The peculiar thing about the girl were was the black spider tattoo settled just above her collarbone. She was smiling slightly in her sleep causing her aristocratic features to stand out. Above the bed, a black spider the size of a quarter began to lower itself to the bed just beside the girl's slightly pointed ear. It settled by her ear and settled there for a few moments. The girl twitched and groaned softly before opening her eyes revealing a unique sight. A ring of bright gold surrounded poisonous green iris'. The pupil's were more like pale grey diamonds than anything else. The girl slowly sat up with a yawn, "Is Stephan awake yet, Tiberius?" The spider quickly climbed up the girl's arm and settled on her shoulder and her eyes closed slightly before she hummed, "Good, I was worried he'd sleep through the day again. Has Lukas returned from his trip?" The spider shifted slightly and she smiled, "That makes things easier, I hope he's brought presents along with our supplies. I still need new knitting needles since Clair broke my last ones."

A knock sounded on the door and a grey haired teen dressed in a butler's clothing stuck his head in, "Mistress Amaryllis, I have prepared breakfast, do you require anything?"

"Has Vanessa or Papa woken up yet?" Amaryllis asked him curiously.

"Miss Vanessa is still sleeping, but Master Cole has been awake for an hour," The butler replied in a light tone, "He has requested you to join him for breakfast in the sun room,"

"I'll hurry down," Amaryllis got out of bed, "Thank you for informing me, Benjamin,"

"It is my duty, Mistress," Benjamin smiled shyly at her, "If you'll excuse me,"

"Of course, I'll be downstairs in five minutes. Could you prepare Ana's breakfast for me when you're done waking everyone up?" Amaryllis asked earning a nod, "Thank you so much,"

"It's no trouble. I hope you enjoy your day," Benjamin bowed lightly and left as Amaryllis started stretching.

She let out a pleased sigh when her back cracked pleasantly before getting up and moving to her closet. She lifted a hand to Tiberius and the spider crawled onto it. She set him on the dresser by her closet and opened the door. She pulled out two dresses as a second spider appeared from above the closet. It was twice the size of the first spider with bright yellow and black fur. Amaryllis showed the dresses to it. The one on the left was a deep purple color with black flower accents. The one on the right was black with white spider webs. The spider lifted a leg towards the dress on the right earning a laugh from Amaryllis. Amaryllis put away the first dress and reached out to the second spider, "Ready to help me pick out what I'm going to wear with it, Mary?"

The spider hopped onto Amaryllis' outstretch hand. Amaryllis walked over to the vanity that sat by the bathroom and set the spider down. Together, they chose a nice black choker with a ruby spider and a pair of ruby studs. Amaryllis took a quick shower before pulling on her new clothes and heading downstairs with a smile.

Cole Bryant, the master of the Bryant family estate and adoptive father of Amaryllis, was waiting for his daughter to join him. He was a thirty five year old man with deep golden eyes and black almost blue hair that was cropped short. He wore a simple black suit that did nothing to conceal his wiry build. He was heavily tanned and wore a trio of silver rings sat on his right ring finger while a heavy looking golden one sat on his left middle finger. He was currently reading the magical newspaper though it wasn't the English rag known as the Daily profit. It was an international one that talked about every single country which made it rather thick, but kept everyone up to date on the news. He heard the door to the sun room open and smiled when Amaryllis entered the room. He mentally rolled his eyes at the sight of her bare feet. No matter what, Amaryllis refused to wear any type of footwear on the estate grounds unless it was winter. On her shoulder, a rather large looking spider the size of his daughter's dainty hand sat close to her ear. It had thin black legs and thick grayish blue fur which told him it was his daughter's somewhat constant companion Cordelia. Amaryllis beamed at him as he called out, "Good morning, Little spider."

"Good morning, Papa," Amaryllis walked over to the table, "Cordelia says good morning as well and hopes you didn't stay up too late last night,"

Chuckling, Cole nodded to her, "I went to sleep as soon as I finished my paperwork. What are you planning on doing today?"

"I wanted to see if there were any new spiders in the forest today," Amaryllis replied as she began serving herself breakfast and fed Cordelia some of the dead crickets sitting in a nearby bowl, "Wind came to the manor last night and told me that there were some new spider webs that none of the regular spiders had left,"

"Be careful," Cole warned her with a frown, "New spiders are dangerous,"

"I know, Papa," Amaryllis buttered some bread and took a bite from it, "Cordelia and the others will watch over me,"

"Alright," Cole knew he should trust his daughter since she knew spiders better than him, "Now, tomorrow is your birthday and your letter should arrive soon after,"

Amaryllis frowned slightly, "Do I have to go to Hogwarts, Papa? Can't I go to Ilvermorny or one of the others?"

Cole sighed softly, "Sorry, Little spider. We cannot allow the Ministry to throw a fit over it. If you don't show up at Hogwarts, Dumbledore will go looking and will find out that I took you from your relatives. While there is evidence of the abuse they put you through, I am not about to believe that the headmaster won't ignore it."

Amaryllis' frown deepened, "Wouldn't it be better to just kill them? My spiders can easily do so and no one would be able to trace it back to us."

Cole chuckled at the ruthlessness of his adoptive daughter, "If Dumbledore tries to force the issue, you may send your spiders after them, but I would prefer to leave them be for now. After all, the horse and her spawn are sources of blood that you may need further down the line for any rituals that might be needed."

Amaryllis nodded slowly looking a bit disappointed, "I see."

Cole reached over the table and ruffled her hair lightly, "Ignore it for now, Little Spider. Let's enjoy our breakfast before we have to part ways for the day."

"Okay, Papa!" Amaryllis beamed at him and began eating in earnest.

Cole smiled softly as he began eating again as well.

Cole watched his daughter run off towards the forest with Cordelia on her shoulder with a slight smile before sighing softly as he turned back to his paper work. He paused when he heard a familiar male voice say, "She seems so happy now."

"Indeed," Cole turned his head towards the shadows of the room where a cloaked figure stood, "I still haven't thanked you for finding her,"

"She is my kin after all and yours as well," The figure stepped out of the shadows, "I'm surprised how easily you've taken to fatherhood,"

"It isn't so hard with her being the way she is," Cole replied with an eye-roll, "Damien, why did you come here today?"

The cloaked figure sighed deeply and walked over to the window. He placed a gloved hand on to the window just as Amaryllis disappeared into the forest, "So many plans are coming to fruition and our little spider queen is going to be effected by it. I have tried to put things off, but with her letter coming, I have no doubt many of them are for not."

"What should I do, Damien?" Cole asked setting down his pen and looking at the cloaked figure, "She has to go to Hogwarts or so many bad things will happen. I only want my daughter safe and happy,"

"I do not know, my old friend," Damien murmured turning towards Cole to reveal bright acid green iris and pale grey diamonds for pupils, "I've asked my Seer contacts for any help, but they have only been able to tell me that she needs to go to Hogwarts,"

Cole groaned and pressed a hand to his forehead, "What I wouldn't give for her to have Vali's luck rather than mine."

"But your luck not only brought you your mansion, your people, your wife, and your wealth, but also our little spider queen," Damien smirked revealing pearly white fangs that shown in the light.

Cole merely glared at Damien and muttered, "Damn demons."

"Incubus my dear friend," Damien replied with a laugh before sighing, "I brought this for the little spider queen,"

He produced a carved box of stone that he walked over and set on Cole's desk. The box was made of what looked like obsidian, but was far darker with thin veins of rose-gold. Engraved into the box were tribal spiders drawn with runes that glowed darkly in the light, it radiated darkness in a way that would have made the skin crawl on the back of a normal person's neck. Cole reached out to the box only to pull his hand back the moment it was an inch away from it with a low hiss of pain. The skin of his finger tips was bright red with the middle of them burned to a crisp. The skin began to bubble and hiss as the redness faded and the charred skin fell away to reveal milky white skin that slowly turned tanned. Cole looked at Damien with a glare, "What's in there?"

"Something that will ensure our little spider queen will be happy while at Hogwarts," Damien replied with a smirk.

Cole eyed him for a few moments before asking, "You aren't staying, are you?"

Damien sighed and shook his head, "No, I cannot. The king is getting restless as his son still has yet to return and he's beginning to look at everyone even his most trusted advisers to see if they are the reason for Raphael's absence. He knows that I had family in the mortal realms, but he doesn't know that they're not all dead. If he learns of our little spider, I fear he will attempt to use that as a reason to accuse me of the prince's disappearance and will attempt to use her against me."

"I will never understand why you deal with him," Cole shook his head with a frown at the thought of some bastard using Amaryllis for anything, "You could just disappear and never have to deal with those politics ever again,"

"I would also have less of a pick between prey and have to find a way to set up shop," Damien shook his head, "It is better if I stay on. Raphael will make a good king when he eventually ascends to the throne,"

"Where is he?" Cole asked curiously.

Damien shook his head, "I am unsure. All I know is that he came to the mortal realms on vacation and didn't return to the demonic realms the next year he was supposed to return."

"That's eleven years and four months, isn't it?" Cole asked earning a nod, "Wonder if he decided to take a siesta or something,"

"Perhaps, but even if he did, the king wouldn't accept such an answer," Damien rolled his eyes, "The king loathes humans and believe that Raphael does as well,"

Cole snorted softly, "More than likely, Raphael decided to take an extended vacation. Maybe he decided to take over a human host or something."

Damien gained a contemplative look, "Perhaps," Damien moved towards the shadows, "It's time for me to go. Tell the little spider queen that I will attempt to see her tomorrow night, I won't be able to stay long."

"It will be enough for her," Cole smiled softly, "She doesn't need much,"

"No, she does not," Damien chuckled, "I do hope she enjoys the gift I'm going to give her tomorrow,"

"Of course she will," Cole watched Damien pause in the shadows, "Damien, be careful. Amaryllis will never forgive you if her grandfather dies,"

"I have no intention of dying just yet," Damien replied with a snort before disappearing.

Cole shook his head, "Over confident demon," He turned back to his paper, "For her sake, I hope you come back alive."