Mad Circle

Chapter Two: It's Quinn Not Potter!

In an unnatural show of flexibility she bent backwards and stood. "Ta-da! So what can a pretty lil' thing like me uh, do for such a gathering of fine strong men uh, like yourselves?" She said as she sauntered toward the bars. Kingsley spoke "You been pardoned of all your crimes and are free to go so long as you agree to spend your next three years attending Hogwarts School for Witchcraft and Wizardly. And that you don't perform any illegal acts." He spoke as if the words burned him. Harley's stupefied look stretched into an impossible grin. "Reaaaally? How interesting."

Kingsley shifted his feet. "Well do you accept or not?" I grinned. "How long before school starts?" He blinked. "A little over a month. Why?" I shrugged. "That'll cut it pretty close but I think I could manage. Well what are you waiting for? Let me out!" With a flick of his wand I was unshackled and my cell opened. I cartwheeled out. "Thanks Mister! I'm free to leave right?" He nodded. "Yes the paper work has already been filled out. Here's you school supplies list." I said handing me a letter. "I'll see ya around Trixie!" I heard her laugh as the man led me to a boat. "Once we are out of the wards I'll Apparate you to the Leaky Caludron. You can find a room there." I stayed silent but my grin spoke volumes.

As soon as we reach the ward point he grabbed my arm and we were sucked through a small tube. We re-appeared in a dimly lit pub. "Ask the bartender there how to access the Alley." He soon Apparated away. I rolled my eyes and went out back. Tapping the code into the bricks the wall parted to allow me entrance. I received several weird looks from people as I made my way towards Gringotts. Apparently they were not fond of my ragged appearance. Pushing open the great doors I made my way toward the office marked 'Manager'. Putting on a sweet smile I closed the door behind me. "And you are?" He sneered at me. "Unfortunately Harley Potter." He lent back and folded his fingers. "And what can Gringotts due for you Miss Potter?" I grinned. "If I were too say through Gringotts have my name changed to only Harley Quinn would I be able to have the entire Potter Vaults emptied under the new name of Quinn?"

The Manager stroked his head before leaning forward. "You are the current head of the House of Potter yes?" I nodded, and he grinned at me. "For one thousand and thirteen Gallons I can do this." My eye's narrowed. "How much exactly is in those vaults?" I asked. He pulled out a ledger. "Over five hundred and thirty-six million Gallons, three Sickles, and twelve Knuts." I nodded. "Do it." He grinned and handed me a blank paper and a blood quill. The moment I wrote my name it came to life. In red ink the Potter crest formed on the top and below it: "I Harley Quinn Potter do by swear, that it is my will that the Potter name be abolished and all assets be transferred to the newly formed Quinn Family, it is also my will that I Harley Quinn Potter be known solely as Harley Quinn, so mote it be." The manager took the paper. "Very good Miss Quinn. All that left is the matter of the Potter house ring." He snapped his fingers and a ring baring the Potter crest appeared. "You must decide on what you want the new Quinn crest to look like. I thought for a minute. "A silver skull with a glasgow grin and green eyes, emerald on the ring. Also the back drop needs to be black and red diamond checkered." As I spoke the ring changed and the abolishment paper inked the new crest at the bottom of the page. He handed me the ring. I slipped it onto my left index finger and it magically shrunk to fit. "Congratulations Lady Quinn you are now the richest single woman in all of Britain and Albus Percival Wulfric Brian Dumbledore is no longer your magical guardian and has no control over your assets. This is what muggles call a bank card." He said handing me a plastic card. "A shop owner on needs to tap it with their wand and the amount will be transferred from your vault. Muggles only need to swipe it through one of their card readers. Might I suggest your first purchase be perhaps so new robes and a bath?" I crackled madly. "Your too funny Mister Manager I'll see you next time." I strode of the bank.

My first stop actually was to buy new robes. The second I entered Madam Malkin's the Attendant ushered me upstairs for a bath. Apparently she wasn't going to allow me try on her robes being as filthy as I was so she for nearly an hour I suffered through her scrubbing me raw and washing my thigh length hair. She even cut it to about shoulder length. I styled it into two high pigtails. Finally she took me downstairs and let me try on her robes. I ended up buy my school robes and a few dress robes. She even had a few muggle clothing, so I brought several pairs of a red and black cargo pants with a matching tube top, I also bought several pairs of black flats and black fingerless gloves that reached my elbows. I dressed in my muggle clothing and left the shop with my purchases under my arm.

I entered Ollivanders and was accosted by the dust and a man with wild hair. "Hello my dear. Aren't you a little late to be getting your wand?" He asked with a slight smile. I just grinned broadly. "Ah well I'm sure know traffic is horrible this time of year." He nodded. "Muggle-born I presume?" I shrugged. "Which is your dominant hand?" I handed him my left. He flicked out a tape measure and proceeded to measure things that I am sure had nothing to do with using a wand. He really needed to know my breast size? I think not. "Try this Oak ten and a half with Dragon Heart-String." I flicked it already knowing that this one wasn't it. I just wanted to see his desk explode. "NO! Defiantly not." I grinned as he went to find another. More and more wands pilled upon the counter and even with my naturally jolly nature I was quickly becoming irritated. He came back this time with a very plain looking box. "Eleven inches Holly, Phoenix Feather core." I knew this was the one, even with out the light surrounding me. "Interesting. I believed that this particular wand was destined for another. What did you say your name was?" Tossing enough Gallons for the wand and a wrist sheathe I turned to leave but not before giving him a wicked grin. "I didn't." I crackled loudly as I left.

I finished my school shopping but there's no way I was done for the day. I found the entrance to Knockturn Alley and ignored most of the shops until I found Borgin and Burkes. I smiled to Borgin who was dusting some of the shelves. "Hello Mr. Borgin, I would like a Trace Removing Potion, please." I sweetly asked. "Girly I don't sell those here. They're illegal." He said not even looking at me. "Oh I'm sure you can find one for me, after all I've already been to Azkaban once, what's another life sentence." I said huskily into his ear while my wand was jabbed into his neck. "Also my Master would be very displeased if I was restricted in my movements." I jabbed my wand harder into his neck while pressing my breast against his back. "Oh yes, I would say Mista' V would be very uh, displeased." I felt him shiver and swallow. "I-I might have one or two in the back." I stepped away from him. "I would be so uh, grateful if you could get me one." He scurried into the back and quickly returned with a light blue vial. "How much?" I asked as my attention was drawn to a purple trench coat folded on a shelf. "Twenty Gallons." I handed him my card and drank the potion. "What with the coat?" He turned to grab it. "An American wizard charmed it with some pretty big spells. From what I can tell it's impervious to damage, protects the wearer form the elements. It also has countless amounts of pockets that are charmed to be limitless in size. Some are even still filled to brim with knives." My grin widened. "How much?" He looked at me and swallowed. "Fifty Gallons." My eye's narrowed. "Make it forty and I won't kill you and just take it." He nodded and tapped my card again. I slipped on the coat and it automatically shrunk to fit. I grinned. "Good bye Mr. Borgin." And Apparated out.

I re-appeared back in the Leaky Cauldron, and approached the bartender. "I'm going to need a room." He handed me a key. "Four Gallons a night." I once again handed over my card with a sigh. Once he handed it back I found my room and put my stuff away. "No rest for the wicked." I giggled before Apparateing away again. This time I re-appeared at Number Four Privet Drive. "Home sweet home." I saw a family of muggles eating dinner and sneered at them. Placing my trademark grin on, I knocked. It was a middle-aged woman who answered. "Oh my..." The dimly lit porch amplified my gaunt features, and turned my menacing scars even more fearsome. The woman quickly composed herself. "How may I help you dear?" She asked opening the door further. "Who is it Mary?" Asked a man who I assume was her husband. "It's a young woman, dear." He came up beside her. His eyes trailed to my disfigured cheeks. "I'm John Howard and this is my wife Mary. May I ask who you are?" My grin stretched. "Wife? Such a possessive term. Anyways I am Harley Quinn I used to live here. Actually I uh, hid something here in my old room and I would like to ask you if I may uh, retrieve it?" He frowned. "I'm sorry but when we bought this house all the rooms were empty so I don't think what ever it is that you are looking for is here. Sorry." I chuckled. "Oh I know it's here. I can uh, feel it. So uh, would you mind?" He stepped aside and allowed me in. "Thank you." I moved to the cupboard. Moving their shoes out of the way I pried up the loose floorboard. "I thought you said you hid it in your room?" The woman asked. I grinned at her. "This was my uh, room." I turned back to my task and scooped out the ring. "See I told you it was uh, here." I said tucking it into one of my pockets. "Well I'll be going now." I said moving towards the door. "Wait! Its supper time would like a plate, we have plenty?" Smiling brightly. "I would be very grateful Madame."

So there I sat with both John and Mary at the heads of the table and a boy and girl opposite me. We were having some sort of meatloaf dinner with potatoes and greens. "So uh, Mary? Did you um, cook this yourself? It's very good." She blushed. "Thank you, and yes I did. It was my mothers recipe." I grinned and when back to my plate. "So Harley since you use to live here maybe you can tell us why this place was so cheap?" He said with a chuckle. It caused me to giggle. "Now that's a story. Short version though is that my aunt, uncle and their uh, son was murdered here, as well as one of the responding uh, officers." The others froze while I kept on chugging through my food. It was the girl that snapped out of it first. "Where did you get your scars?" I smiled. "Susie! Apologize that was inappropriate!" Her mother chastised her. "It's alright I don't uh, mind. So you really want to know? Well you see my uncle was uh, not a nice man at all, and one da-" Her father cut me off. "I'm not sure that story is alright for children." I shrugged. "You talk funny."

This time it was the boy. "Michael! I'm so sorry I thought I raised my children to be better than this." I broke in to a fit of laughter. "I am aware of how I uh, speak. Sometimes it gets a little hard to think with all the uh, voices in my head." I giggled as they looked at me concerned. "You know when the only time they shut up is?" I asked tilting my head. He shook his head no. "Me either!" I leaned back laughing. Before immediately shooting back up. "Though they did enjoy it when I killed my relatives and those others." I stood and whipped out my wand send four killing curses at them. They died where they sat. "Oh Mista' V I can't wait until we can be together again." With that I Apparated to one of my last task for tonight.

A chicken farm is where I landed. I made quick work of the coops searching for an egg that was soon to hatch. It's wasn't till the third one that I found one that was only a few days from hatching. "There we are my pretty." I crackled as I cast an Unbreakable Charm on the egg and stuffed it my pocket. Now to find a pond. Luckily the farm that I was at had one and was full of toads. Not to big, not to small, got find one that just right. I giggled. "Aha! Yes you're just right." I stunned the toad before picking it up. "Your going to help me aren't you." I said before kissing it. "You where suppose to turn into a prince." I giggled and chastised him. "Oh well option two then." I Apparated back to my room and stumbled a little. "You know what body? Apparateing all across the country is tiring. Great I've been reduced to talking to an unconscious toad. Maybe I am crazy? Nah!" I giggled. Conjuring a box I set the toad in it and pulled out the chicken egg. "Hello Baby momma's here. I can't until you hatch." I whispered to the egg before removing the charms. I placed my egg under the toad and flopped on the bed. "I don't know why women always complain about being pregnant. This is a piece of cake." I fell asleep still fully clothed on the bed.

XxxX

For the next three days I stayed in my room only leaving to order meals and pay for the night. Most of the time I spent reading over my course textbooks and to say that I was pissed with the Defense Against the Dark Art course book, would be a massive understatement. The entire book was only theory and only half-assed theory too. I mean really why the hell would it tell me I need to block unfriendly spells, seriously? Are all Hogwarts fifth years that stupid that they need to be told to block a spell? Isn't it common knowledge to either block or dodge an enemy's spell? It was because of my internal fuming that I almost missed my child's birth. The sharp crack alerted me that something was happening in side my box; I moved to have a closer look. The chicken egg from before hatched not a chicken but a snake, and not just any snake but the king of snakes, or in this case Queen of Snakes due to the lack of red plume on it's head. I had hatched a female Basilisk, who was now in the process of eating part of the toad. I watch it tear of piece after piece until only half of the toad was left. I marveled over her shiny green scales as she ate. I knew that if I weren't a Parselmouth then I would have died immediately instead of acquiring this massive headache by looking into her sulfuric eyes. "Baby would you please cover your eyes?" I hissed to her asking her to close her second eyelids negating her killing stare completely. She did so and he bright eyes became dulled. "Thank you Baby. Would you like a name? How about Ivy, because your scales remind me of Ivy." I asked sticking my hand out so her seven-inch body could wrap around it. "It's pretty momma." I grinned. "Then that's your name. I want you to keep you eyes cover unless I tell you, otherwise people may find out about you and want to kill you, okay?" I cooed to her. "Okay momma. I'm sleepy." I laid down on my bed and allowed her to coil on my stomach. "Sleep now I'll protect you." And together the mismatched mother and daughter duo slept.

XxxX

Nearly a week from Ivy's hatching, Neville Longbottom and a muggle boy from his neighborhood were attacked by to Dementors. Though he was able to fend them of using the Patronus Charm, Unfortunately he was under aged and did so in front of a muggle so he was forced to go to the Ministry of Magic for a hearing. He was found not guilty but Dumbledore decided it wasn't safe to go back to him home. Along with his grandmother Dumbledore had them stay a Number twelve Grimmauld Place with Sirius Black and the Order of the Phoenix. When they arrived they found the rest of the golden trio and the Weasley family already there. They could also see a depressed looking Sirius as well. Dumbledore went up to him. "Would you like to see your God-daughter Sirius?" He asked. While Sirius jumped up. "You know where she is? Tell me! I'll get her! I'll bring her here! She'd be safe here, right? Yeah she will! Where is she?" He was practically vibrating. "Call down Sirius I'll tell you. Normally I would just go get her myself but I fear she would not appreciate my appearance. I warn you though no matter what you must not be seen and you must bring her back. When you see her give her this." It was a slip of paper with the address on it. "I believe if your hurry you will find her in Room Three above the Leaky Cauldron." With a lead he was already out the door in his Animagus form.

Slipping practically unseen he moved through out London and into the Leaky Cauldron. The sly dog snuck up the stairs and moved to Room Three and paused as he heard hissing, and then a child's like giggling. He was about to shift and knock on the door when he heard one of the most beautiful voices he had ever heard start to sing like to a child. And then he heard the words

(This is not mine I only changed a few of the words.)

"Twas the night before Christmas and all round the house,

Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse."

"When all of a sudden I heard such clatter."

"Uncle came home and something's the matter."

"Auntie was screaming and Uncle was mad,

I watched Uncle hit her but she hadn't been bad."

"I cuddled my pillow and started to cry."

"The way Uncle hit her I thought she would die."

"I ran to my cupboard and hid in my bed,

All I could picture was Aunties face all red."

"But Uncle was drinking, I'd seen it before."

"He'd finish off Auntie then see me for more."

It was then that Sirius had opened and closed the door. She didn't even notice. She was sitting in a windowsill stroking a foot long snake of some kind. Sirius just stared at her with a horrified look on his face. Little did he know her tale wasn't finished.

"I heard the floor creak and took a deep breath."

"I thought that tonight was the night of my death."

"He seemed really angry, like never before."

"I knew in a minute he'd be at my door."

"Open up freak, your Uncle is here."

"I held my pillow tighter and cowered in fear."

"I'm coming in bitch, I hope you're awake."

"He kicked at the door and I heard the lock break."

"As he walked over I drifted away,

To a happier place where I wanted to stay."

"I'd been there before and I knew it quite well,

It's a much nicer feeling than being in hell."

"When he was finished he walked out the door."

"I rolled off the bed and slumped to the floor."

"My body is aching and between my legs is a messy sight."

"Merry fourth Christmas to all and to all good night."

At the end of her song she let out a mad crackle, and the snake hissed at her. "You have a pretty voice momma." Though he didn't know what the snake said he was able to understand her reply. "Thank you Ivy." She whispered to it kissing it upon the head. "H-Harley?" Sirius whispered out. He was unprepared for her response. She whirled with her wand pointed at him and a mad gleam in her eye that matched her psychotic grin. "Oh look Ivy your going to get to see momma kill someone. Any preference on how? Yes that way always does make me laugh." She giggled when the snake hissed. "Harley wait I'm your God-father! Pad-foot!" This caused her to falter, but her wand never dropped. "Uncle Pad-foot?" Sirius was jumping for joy because she remembered. Then she turned and hissed to her snake. "Sorry Ivy but I'm not going to kill him today. I'll show you some other time." The snake crawled off her and into the sunbeams. "It's okay momma." Fully stretched out Sirius realized exactly what kind snake that was. "Harley! Close your eyes that's a Basilisk!" He said pulling his wand to kill it, obviously not reading into the relationship between his Goddaughter and the serpent. Though he might have figured it out when she hit him with a Cruciatus Curse. "If you ever raise your wand to my daughter again I'll show you exactly why I've been locked up in Azkaban for the past ten years." She coldly said in a rare moment of complete seriousness, no pun intended. Though what she said struck a nerve. "What do you mean locked up in Azkaban?" He asked in outrage.

Like a switch her grin was back. "Oh I might have killed the rest of my family and a couple of Aurors." She said flippantly and spinning her wand. He frowned and looked out the window. "Was that song you sang...was it true? Did he really do that to you?" Her grin grew. "I never lie. He did all that and more." She gestured to her face. "My aunt even helped sometimes. He also got his son to start in a little." She was grinning madly. "If you promise not to attack her I introduce you to my daughter." He smirked. "My wand's away." She nodded and put her own away. "This is Ivy, she just hatched almost two weeks ago." She held her out for him to take. Which he did gently? "I've never held a Basilisk before." He said in awe before handing her back. He looked Harley in the eye. "Would you like to come live with me, it isn't much but it mine and I can do what ever we want to it. Though I have to warn you there are some people living there and for now it's the Headquarters for the Order of the Phoenix." The girl seemed to space out for a moment and he wondered what was going through her mind. Child you must go I will need all the information I can get about the Light. You got it Mista' V. I'm a good spy. "As long as I get a bed it's fine. I've grown to like being able to stretch out. Oh! And a shower. I like showers." He chuckled. "Don't worry we have plenty of those. Pack your things and read this, we're going to have to walk there with me as Pad-foot, I'm a wanted criminal ya know." Harley dressed in her muggle clothes flicked her wand and all her things packed away into her trunk that shrunk and tufted into one of her coat pockets. Sirius frowned. "How are you able to do magic with out the Ministry knowing?" She smirked at him. "It's amazing what you can find when you threaten the right people." She said slipping Ivy into one of the inner pockets. "Coming?" She chirped as she returned her key.

To most who saw them they would see a badly scarred and oddly dressed girl walking with her scruffy looking dog. To those who knew they where would a future mass murderer and a falsely accused mass murderer walking side by side. The girl groaned. "Please whine or something if we're almost there. It's nearly dinner time and I skipped lunch." The dog stopped and tilted his head at a plaque that read Number Twelve. "Oh would you look at that we're here." She crackled and walked up to the door. The dog just shook its head, by now use to some of his Goddaughters antics. The scruffy looking dog became an even scruffier looking man. "You know I think you're cuter as a dog." She said the man just sighed. "You're not the first women to tell me that." By then the two of them reach the dinning room. "Oh I'm sure." She said as she let out another psychotic chuckle. She blinked when she saw the amount of people, who were blinking owlishly at them, at the table and turned to her partner with an accusatory glare. "You said a family and a could people. Unless one of them has been popping them out like uh, rabbits you lied! I hate liars Sirius, I really uh, do." The others took their time to look over this new comer. She was dressed as a muggle in cargo pants her left leg was red while the right was black. She had on a tube top, with the opposite color scheme of her pants, that barley reached her belly button and covered the tops of her breast. She had black flats on and was wearing fingerless gloves. Also she was wearing a faded purple trench coat that every so often move on its own. Next the groups was drawn her hair which was done up in high pigtails but the oddest thing was the natural looking white-streaks that ran down the length of it. Besides her murderous green eyes that glowed with power, there was only one, well two really, things that stood out about her. Upon her cheeks were two horrible scars that stretched from the corners of her mouth to nearly her ears. Mrs. Wealsey thought that if you took away all these imperfection then this would be one of the most beautiful women that she has ever seen. "I'm waiting Sirius." The women with a child-like tone stretched her face into an insane grin.

I watched as the other in the room sized me up and did the same. One Old Goat, one black man that I know from somewhere, one Mad-Eye, one scarred man sitting next to a pink-haired woman, a small balding man, a bookish looking girl, a dark haired boy with a bit of muscle, my Masters spy Severus, and good lord! Eight redheads, maybe I was to off about that rabbit comment. I giggled at my own thoughts. I watched Sirius sweat for a moment. "I hit the nail on the head didn't I? It's alright you don't have to answer." I cracked madly sitting next to the dark haired boy. "So when's the food coming?" The portly redheaded woman flicked her wand and dishes came fly out bring food. I quickly dug in and watched the black man across from me. "You know what? I think I've seen you before the other day." I said drawing everyone's attention including my target across from me. "Ah yes! I uh, remember now. You were the one that freaked out when I killed Dawlish, and then Mad-Eye told you to pull it together man." I laughed then for the second time that day went stony. "And then you called my crazy." I tilted my head to the side. "Did anyone ever tell you what happened to the last Auror that called me crazy?" My maniacal grin was back. "I tortured him into insanity and then I killed him!" I crackled again. I also proved that it is possible for a black man to pale. I went back to my food and hummed children's rhymes. One of the redheads broke the silence. "What do you mean tortured and killed him?" The lankly boy squeaked. I looked at him and tongued my scars. "I uh, tortured him and then I uh, killed him. How much clearer can I be, do you want details? I can give you details!" I said becoming excited again, but Dumbledork cut me off. "That won't be needed Miss Po-!" I slammed my fist onto the table and my whole body shook. "I believe I uh, told you multiple time ten years ago MY NAME IS NOT POTTER! JUST QUINN! HARLEY QUINN! YOU MISERABLE OLD GOAT! As soon as I was released from Azkaban I abolished the Potter name and created the Quinn name. AND IF THEY WANT FUCKING DETAILS I'LL GIVE THEM DETAILS! I'll tell them how he squirmed on ground and screamed as I Crucioed him again and again until he begged for mercy. How I laugh that a little girl like me was able to make grown man weep on the floor, and then I hit him with another one and held it until his mind cracked like an egg. And then just as the other guards arrived I put him out of his misery. So you see I'm not crazy I'm merciful!" I hysterically laughed and held my self until I was calm enough to eat. When I could I took several spoonful's "This soup is very good is this a family recipe?" I ask the Weasley matron. She nodded.

After my little out burst no one else was able to eat and most of the younger ones were ushered up the stairs. I was as well. I found most of them huddled around some thing that was making noises. I moved closer so that I could hear. "Sirius! How could you bring that thing here? There are children here! What she decides to hurt one of them?" I heard the matron scream. "Dammit Molly that thing has a name, and it's Harley! And you forget but she's just a child too. A child that I just found out today was being physically, mentally, and sexually abused almost daily by her relatives. It's no wonder she finally snapped. And then come to find out she has spent the last ten years in Azkaban prison. Could you imagine your children going through that? How about Ginny? Could you imagine little four year old Ginny being raped for a Christmas present and then when she finally found a way to fight back she gets thrown into a place where monster exist that suck out all you happiness? I'll admit she's done some bad things and that she might have a few screws but I'm proud that she has gone through all and she still has the ability to laugh and the strength to walk around with a smile on her face after all that. Lord knows I sometimes can't and I haven't gone through half of what she has."

Hearing Sirius defend me like that was nice, no ones ever done anything like that for me. "You might think she's this insane little monster, but she's not I've seen her love and care for something. She has a pet, and I was going to kill it but she stopped me, quite effectively I might add, and she told me if I ever raised my wand against her daughter again I would find out exactly why she went to Azkaban. I saw in her eyes she would have killed me in an instant and burned the body if I had pressed the issue. And When she deemed my not a threat any more she let me hold her I could she the amount of pride and love she had for that little thing. I saw in her what you couldn't find in a soulless monster. A soul, it may have been darkened and a little rough around the edges but it was there." This time my lips weren't turned in a psychotic smile it was a true one, one that I've only shared with Ivy. "She is staying Molly, and when the start of term comes she will go to Hogwarts." And the psychotic grin was back at the Old Goats voice. "Must he always ruin my heart warming moments?" I said which caused the others to scream out which in return caused the adults to come rushing out. I came up behind Sirius and hugged him. "That was a nice speech. Ivy says that if I die she would like you to take care of her." I kissed him on the cheek as he was stunned by my soft smile. I looked down at the students and crackled. "You all look like you've seen death!" I turned to the rest. "Night!" I call as I walked back up the stairs. "So whom am I bunking with?" I asked them with a grin.