Author's Note: I do not own the Ninja Turtles or Harry Potter. All original characters belong to me.
Extra Note: I would also like to thank BubblyShell22 for helping me find the name for Stephanie.
Chapter Two
Nearly fourteen years later
"Yo, Stevie!" said Michelangelo, hurrying on in, with a massive grin on his face and his hand holding two comic books. "The next issue of the Justice Force has just come in."
Stevie looked up from the novel she was reading to see her best friend stopping in front of the couch and handing over one of the two copies he had bought, one for her and one for himself. Smiling, she closed the novel and took the comic book given to her.
"Thanks, Mikey," she said.
"No problems," said Michelangelo, sitting down beside her. "Now, are we going to find out what happens to Silver Sentry after he was captured by the evil Leprechauns of Volcano Valley or what?"
Even though both of them knew a lot more about Leprechauns than what the comic writers do, it was always fun to find out what the imaginations of the non-magic folk have upon the world of magic.
Stevie gladly opened her copy up and the two began reading, along side with Michelangelo. It was something they shared. But then Stevie always had something to share with each one of the Turtles. She was the sort of reason they were even able to get food and supplies when it was needed. Stevie's father had been very grateful for their Master's help that he and Stephanie's uncle, Remus's brother-in-law, Severus Snape, agreed to help them in small ways. They even met Albus Dumbledore.
The Turtles and Splinter felt extremely honoured to even be allowed to know of the Wizarding World. Stevie was pleased to be able to learn Ninjitsu. Even more when she had been in pretty much all of the action her Turtle friends have been in. Seeing that there was life on other planets and finding out about the Battle Nexus, it was definitely better than being stuck in some classroom all day learning spells and potions, when she could learn and expand on what she comes across practically every day when dealing with the Purple Dragons and the Foot Clan. What had helped were the different laws America had compared to Britain. If she was in England she wouldn't have been able to do three quarters of the stuff she had done to simply get herself and her friends out of trouble when dealing with the Foot and other figures that chose to fight them.
One thing Stevie is known for is that she doesn't always rely on her magic to get her out of trouble. She uses her ninja skills too and is quite multitalented with the weapons, though prefers to work with the Sai and Nunchukus.
Remus and Severus tend to tell her that she looks a lot like her mother. Well, she does have long, silky black hair, which she keeps in a plait or braid for most of the time. Her eyes were light brown, though they have been known to go as dark as Severus's black ones if she was angry to the point where she was as fierce as Raphael when he is in a bad mood. Long lashes and smooth facial features, bearing high cheekbones and straight nose.
Now, Stevie knows full well that her uncle has never once really at all liked her father, but they did always agree on one thing. That agreement was Stevie's welfare; at least neither one of her has tried to stop her from doing what she has done in the past. They say that she is far too much like her mother to even try and contain her.
But right now, Stephanie, or rather Stevie, as she is known by her friends, (or Tenshi by Splinter) is quite content on reading up on one of her favourite Justice Force Heroes.
A tawny owl flew on in later on that day. Naturally, the Turtles and Splinter knew that this was one of the ways the Wizarding World communicates. The letter of which the owl was carrying was addressed to Stevie; it was the letter of which she had been 'waiting' for. The letter that she was to attend Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.
"Does this mean you won't be going on adventures with us anymore?" Michelangelo asked.
"You call what we have been doing in the past adventures?" Raphael said with a slight frown.
"What else would you call them, Raph?"
Raphael drew a blank expression. "I don't know, but they weren't adventures!"
"Fine, I'll call them escapades, quests-"
"And I'll flatten you face and call that a provoked incident, if you don't shut up!" Raph snapped, causing Mikey to squeal a little.
"Enough," Splinter spoke firmly to his two sons.
Just then another two tawny owls flew into the Lair. One had a letter addressed to Master Splinter and the other was addressed to Stevie.
"What is it, Master?" Leonardo asked, curious to know, while Stephanie opened and read her own letter.
"It is from Albus Dumbledore," Splinter informed him, "He has asked me of a favour."
"Favour to do what?" asked Leo.
Splinter gave a smile and looked at Stevie. "I believe I will still be your Sensei, even when you have started Hogwarts."
"You mean you're going to be the new Defence Against the Dark Arts teacher?" Stevie asked.
"That will be correct," said Splinter.
"Uncle Severus is not going to be too happy," said Stevie, "But, he'll get over that."
Splinter and the Turtles all know of Severus's wish to be the Defence Against the Dark Arts teacher. Guess it'll have to wait for another year.
"However there are a few things that have come of concern," said Splinter.
"What things?" Donatello asked.
"He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named is back," said Stevie, "If that is in your letter, Sensei, it is in mine too."
"So, what is going to happen?"
"We'll be picked up by my Dad and with a few spells we'll be able to go straight to the Headquarters," Stevie explained, "At least that is what Dad says in the letter at least, in code."
"In the Triceraton language?" said Michelangelo.
"Well, guess it proves useful," said Stevie, smiling. "No-one else in the Wizarding World knows of the language besides us."
"That we know of," Donatello pointed out.
Stevie thought about that possibility, but decided that it was safe at that point in time to assume that no-one else in her world knows how to translate the alien language.
"When will we be going?" Leonardo asked.
"In twenty-four hours," said Splinter, "So it is best that we get ourselves ready."
Twenty-four hours had past and everyone was packed and ready to go. So all they could do was to do other things while waiting. Sure enough, Remus Lupin arrived, after being escorted by Splinter from the garage above, to the Lair below.
"Dad," said Stevie happily, going over to greet her father with a hug.
"How have you been, Stevie?" Remus asked her.
"I've been well," said Stevie.
After a few more exchange of words it was time to leave. Remus explained that even though this has been well planned out it was still just a tad risky. He pulled out a Portkey and knowing what it was for, the Turtles and Splinter placed their hands upon it, as well as Stevie. Within seconds they were standing in a street that was pitch black, very lucky to tell the truth, perhaps that was why it was chosen to do this at night, being that Britain was five hours ahead of New York's time.
"Quickly, read these!" Remus instructed, quickly giving the Turtles, Splinter and Stevie each a small slip of paper with something written on it. "Remember them."
They did this, for Remus had taken the slips and set them alight so they were to burn into nothing but small bits of cinder. It wasn't even seconds when a house suddenly started to appear before them. It was so rundown and dreary looking it gave the Turtles the impression of a sort of British version of a warehouse.
"Come on, quickly," he said.
A minute later they were finally inside, stepping into a very dim lighted hallway with stairs to their right, large moth eaten curtains just a little further down with a table and umbrella holder right beside it. The smell of sweetened, damp rot hit the noses.
"Please be advised to keep your voices to a whisper when passing through this area," Remus told them in a low voice.
"How come?" Donatello asked.
"We don't want to wake anything up," said Remus, thumbing towards the curtains as they walked past them.
"What is behind there?" Michelangelo asked.
"Hopefully it'll be a while before you find out," said Remus.
At the end of the dim hallway was a door, which had a set of stone stairs leading downwards into a dining and kitchen area. In here there were a few people. One of them was Albus Dumbledore himself.
"I take it that you had no trouble," said the elderly wizard.
"No," said Remus, shaking his head.
"What's with the costumes?" asked a girl with a bush of brown hair.
"We're not in costumes," said Splinter.
"I take it these are the guests who would be staying," said a man with black hair and appeared as though he had finally gotten some decent square meals into him.
"They are," said Dumbledore, "And there is a reason of which they are here. But must wait until tomorrow night, the next meeting will be held then."
"Meeting?" said Leonardo, quite confused.
"Best to not explain in front of young ears," said Dumbledore, indicating towards the girl with the fuzzy brown hair and four young redheads, two of them were identical twins, one was a boy the same age as Stevie and a girl just slightly younger, maybe by about a year.
Dumbledore introduced everyone to the Turtles and Splinter introduced themselves to the people in the room. Dumbledore soon left.
"So, you're Stephanie," said Sirius Black, to Stevie, as she sat down beside Remus and Michelangelo.
"That would be me," said Stevie, "Only, no-one except for a certain few call me by that name. Everyone calls me Stevie."
Stevie noticed a small glint in Sirius's eye for a second.
"What are you?" Ron Weasley then out and asked to Splinter and the Turtles.
"We're mutants," said Splinter.
"How did you become that way?" Ginny Weasley asked.
Splinter explained.
"So, how did you come to know Remus?" Nymphadora Tonks asked.
"Splinter saved my life when my mother tried to get away from Death Eaters in New York," Stevie answered.
"Your mother, her name was Kiara, wasn't it?" Sirius asked.
Stevie looked at him, now knowing why there was a glint before. Her brow crinkled just a tiny bit.
"What's it to you?" she said.
"Nothing," said Sirius.
Stevie knew of Sirius's hatred towards her Uncle and apparently his disapproval of Kiara being her father's wife. Severus had told Stevie that Sirius never at all liked him or his sister and when Sirius found out about his hangings with Kiara, he tried to separate them. Severus may not have been eye-to-eye with Remus, especially after the incident that almost got him killed thanks to Sirius, but he saw just how much respect Remus had shown towards Kiara and Severus knew that if he tried to do what Sirius tried to do, Kiara would never forgive him. Severus and Kiara were very close and this was something that Severus had to work out, which, in the end, helped. Plus to the fact that Severus and Stevie are quite close.
Stevie chose not to press on the matter, instead she turned to Mikey and began speaking to him over what they think would happen in the next issue of Silver Sentry.
Stevie was to be sharing with Hermione and Ginny, while the Turtles and Splinter would be sleeping in the same room. Thanks to the help of magic, the two bunk beds and one single bed fit nice and snug.
"I call top bunk!" Michelangelo said straight away. But changed his mind when he heard Klunk meowing.
Raphael and Leonardo gladly took the two top bunks, while Donatello and Michelangelo were on the bottom. Splinter had the single bed all to himself.
Early next morning the Turtles, Splinter and Stevie were up, along with Mrs Weasley, Remus and Sirius. Mr Weasley, Bill and Tonks had all ready gone to work.
"Morning Stevie," said Remus, smiling.
"Morning, Dad," said Stevie, beaming back.
"Heard that you were to be the next Defence Against the Dark Arts teacher," said Sirius to Splinter.
"Yes, that is correct," said Splinter.
"Bet Severus Snape would be peeved to know that his spot as been taken again," said Sirius.
Stevie knew where this was headed.
"Severus will get his chance. Now is just not the time," Splinter simply said, he did not raise his voice, or even hint any sign of annoyance or other. He was just telling it like it was to him.
"He'll try and get you out of your position," said Sirius, "He did so for Remus."
"I am very well aware of that, Mr Black," said Splinter; he too knew where this was going. "But the circumstances back then were for different reasons."
"Different reasons?" Sirius questioned, and then looked at Remus. "What different reasons would that be?"
"You," Stevie answered for her father. "You were coming back into the picture and Uncle Severus was pissed off about it. He thought Dad was trying to help you, that got him very agitated and he is very much regretting that he even let slip of Dad's condition."
"Snape? Regret? Those two words don't even fit in the same sentence," said Sirius.
"You don't know my Uncle," said Stevie.
Sirius raised his eyebrows. "I know that he is a greasy git!"
Stevie rose from her chair about to pounce.
"Stephanie!" Splinter spoke up before Remus could.
Stevie's darkened eyes stared at Sirius. "Insult my family again and I'll castrate you before you can say Expelliarmus!"
Sirius stared back at her, and then gave a scoff. "Sure you can," he said, disbelieving her.
Stevie smirked. "You don't know me, either," she sneered.
"Okay, Stevie, down girl!" said Donatello, placing a hand on her upper arm.
At this Stevie calmed. But she did turn and ask her father how he could let his 'so-called friend' treat him the way he was doing.
"If he insults Mum or Uncle Severus in front of me again, I will not be held responsible," she said, before walking out of the kitchen.
"Spoken like a true Raph!" Michelangelo commented.
"What can I say, the girl's got spunk," said Raphael, lazily. "Also, it's pretty much what we'd end up doing anyway. Kick butt whenever someone decides to be insulting where it's not called for."
"Well, actually, that is what you would do," said Mikey.
Raphael shrugged.
"She would really do what she said, would she?" Sirius then asked Remus.
Remus raised his eyebrows. "Probably, but you're better off asking the Turtles that one, she's been in battle fields with them."
Sirius looked at the Turtles.
"Stephanie is a fine warrior," Splinter then spoke up for them, "She's may have a bit of a temper, but sometimes it simply takes a few words to get her to calm. However, she has been known to do certain moves during battle and other."
"She won't 'castrate' you if that is what you are thinking. But she does know how to make someone hurt," said Donny. "She uses that word quite a bit if any male dares to peeve her off, so you're pretty safe. Just watch out if she ever brings a knee into it."
"A knee?" Sirius asked, frowning a little.
"Trust me, best to not know, unless it actually happens," said Donny.
"Right," said Sirius, taking their word for it.