Here's the next chapter! :) Enjoy
AN:/Victoria won by only two votes! Rayvn as second. I've made an oc named Ravyn so I hope that makes up for things!
It isn't well known ( but maybe it will become well-known) what the Potters have done to Victoria, almost every wizard or witch will think/say Potter when Victoria is mentioned. The Slytherins only know Victoria is a Malfoy. Not the whole story.
In chapter one I mentioned it was well known throughout the Order that Lord Slytherin was Voldemort. It is not known throughout the wizarding world. However, with Dumbledore the Chief of Wizengamont, if Lord Slytherin was in attendance, he could be tried. Sorry if anyone was confused. I have edited that.
Disclaimer! I do not own Harry Potter or quotes.
"It was so obvious Severus, why had I not seen it? Noticed the signs in front of my eyes?!" Remus Lupin whispered, almost mournfully. Golden eyes were glazed with weariness and regret and the werewolf.
Your own little girl James! I know Lily is ecstatic. You'll soon worry about chasing away boys.
Lils and I were hoping for a boy..but she is safe and healthy.
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Neville! Victoria! We were searching everywhere for you two. Come Victoria, your other friends are waiting for the birthday girl to cut her cake.
We met a blond boy named Draco at Madam Malkins, but Daddy forbid us from speaking to him. Remy..why is Draco's family evil?
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How is your wand Victoria?
I love it, but mother and father weren't very happy with its properties...
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Your parents..were working. I will drop you off for Hogwarts.
I expected nothing more Remy. I love you. Always.
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"Every year...every year she spoke to me Severus. More withdrawn. More haggard than the last. Convincing me everything was fine. I was graced with a smile after three years, the day Lucius and Narcissa adopted her."
Onxy eyes met golden as Severus spoke. "She is strong Remus. The strongest ,smartest, witch I have ever encountered. Not wallowing in self-pity like her father, but persevering. Pure determination is etched in her every bone."
Golden eyes flashed with inner-rage. The wolf emerging from its human body.
"Obviously I did not see that Severus! Not until I walked in that Manor only to find my cub WITHERING ON THE FUCKING FLOOR IN AGONY SEVERUS!" Severus remained calm as Remus' inner wolf raged. He grew used to his outbursts. Remus was the only person who visited. Except Victoria.
Remus quickly returned to his seat. Eyes lowered toward the floor in embarrassment by the scene his wolf caused. Severus rose, long legs striding to the owlery. Leaving Remus with parting words.
"Understanding is the first step to acceptance, and only with acceptance can there be recovery."
"Remus, you will never fully accept Victoria's darkness while you deny your own."
"It smells amazing, your cooking."
Victoria turned at the sound of Granger's voice. Flipping bacon before she replied.
"Thank you, I taught myself...when I was young."
Mum...I'm hungry, may I have breakfast?
Victoria cringed at the glare directed towards her. She suddenly felt very insignificant under those eyes.
You should have been a boy you know. You could have taken care of yourself. Instead you are dependant and needy. Pathetic. Do not dare use the elves. You have a mind. Use it, if only this once.
"-my assumptions with Draco." Hermione murmured. Cheeks tinged pink in mortification. Victoria woke from painful memories.
"I'm sorry I missed the beginning?"
"I apologize for my assumptions." Victoria waved away the statement. Beckoning Hermione to the table.
"You care for Draco, do you not?" Victoria asked bluntly not one for mincing words when speaking of family. Hermione meekly nodded. "Then tell me, what do you think of the Purebloods."
"They are bigoted, prejudice, and ra-" Hermione's rant was cut short as Victoria raised a hand,calling for silence that was put forth.
"Why?"
"E-excuse me?" Hermione stammered. Unused to being questioned.
"Why do you believe this." Victoria didn't phrase it as a question.
"They hate muggles. Enslave house elves, and call muggleborns mudbloods." Hermione spat the last word in disgust, as if it tasted foul in her mouth.
"Do you believe muggles should be notified of magic?" Victoria asked, changing the subject.
"Well...it could help victims with diseases. Yes, yes I do belive it would do the world good." Hermione responded tersely, still wondering about the Purebloods.
Victoria merely hummed in response. The sound of clanking silverware occasionally breaking the silence. Leaving Hermione to her conjoined thoughts. Finishing her breakfast Victoria rose, taking time to wash her plate.
"You wash dishes by hand? Why not use magic?" Hermione asked curiously, even she used magic.
"Did you know your muggle World War II killed more humans than the Dark Lord's entire sector? Tell Draco I've made left overs." Victoria left with those parting words. Ignoring Hermione's question.
The Headmasters words drifted into Hermione's mind, drawing her into deep thought.
Only those who truly fear or support Voldemort address him as the Lord he is not.
Looking at the Slytherin Princess, Hermione was sure Victoria's words were not caused by the first.
The Great Hall fell into momentary silence as Victoria entered. Ravenclaws stared curiously, trying to dissect the first Potter- Slytherin. They were rewarded with a open, friendly, smile. Securing their knowledge of Victoria. She was different from other Slytherins.
The Hufflepuffs cowered slightly in their seats and glanced at the beautiful girl with suspicion and slight terror. Relaxing when Victoria beamed and waved slightly towards their leader. Cedric Diggery.
The Gryffindors glared in hostility. Hands pressed against their wands, ready to defend Hogwarts should this deatheater attack. Few relaxed but most glares worsened as Neville Longbottom rose from his seat. Escorting the deatheater to her thro-bench.
The Slytherin Seventh years rose as one. Heads bowing briefly in acknowledgement as Victoria and Neville made their way to the table.
"You have them well trained Victoria." Neville teased.
"You should try the same with your cubs Nev." Victoria teased back, standing on her toes to swat the Longbottom's head.
"Weasley needs training. I don't appreciate the he is looking at you." Neville replyed as the Slytherins moved to their Princess had a clear view of the Great Hall. .
"You know what to do Neville."
"Good morning Draco." Neville greeted, momentarily focusing on the Malfoy heir. Draco nodded in acknowledge as he sat in his position. "Ah but Victoria, that wouldn't be very light."
Silencing and privacy charms fell into place.
"Your parents and grandmother love you just as much as mine do Neville. There is no light. Not for us. Not anymore."
Neville cracked a bitter smiled as he replied. Tone full of mirthless humor. " Then tell me,how do I get one of those pretty marks?"
Victoria and Draco rose as he casted a tempus. The rest of the Slytherins rising in unison. Following the Princess, Prince, and Longbottom heir.
"Hogsmead Weekend is tomorrow. Accompany us.." Victoria suddenly halted her stride and spun around. Eyes focused on the twitching form of Millicent Bulstrode. "Millicent ,cease the twitching. You do not draw attention to goes to all seventh years. If you cannot bear the pain of the Mark behind your mask then by Salazar suffer in silence! Or see Ravyn. He will not be back until Saturday. Neville, Draco, we have Defense. Let us go." The three strided off towards the class. Leaving the Slytherins amongst themselves. A seventh year voiced all their thoughts.
"Victoria did not show the slightest discomfort. Why?"
The trio entered the darkened room. Instantly on alert. Sirius Black taught Defense Against the Dark Arts. And he hated Draco,Neville, and especially Victoria.
Purple beams narrowly missed Victoria's chest and throat. Neville and Draco instantly retaliated. Viciously.
Few students entered as Sirius was levitated into air. Feet kicking the air as Draco's magic strangled him. Pigment quickly turning blue.
"Oblivate. Draco, Neville, release him." Victoria intoned flatly.
Sirius' body fell, nose snapping on impact. Blood gushed from the broken nose.
"Urgh.. hea-dmasters office! Tonight."
The students entered as Sirius fixed his nose. Adopting a playful grin as his eyes screamed murder towards the trio.
"Today, dueling is the plan of action.
Partners are posted on the board. You may begin."
Neville sent Victoria a worried glance. Weasley was her partner.
Ronald Weasley was never noticed. His siblings always stole his spotlight. Bill, the fancy Gringotts curse breaker. Charlie with his dragons and Romania. Ginny wasn't anything special. But she was the youngest and only girl. The baby of the family. Even the twins! With their stupid jokes shops all over the world. Then the Ronald Weasley was finally noticed. Dismal grades. Poor looks. Low magical skill. He didn't impress many. Ronald Weasley did not know or have much, but one thing he did learn while young.
Jealousy.
That jealousy reared its head as he faced his perfect partner. The deatheater slut. Nevermind Ronald knew nothing about Victoria. Not the hatred her biological parents directed. Or the nightmares. Ronald knew Victoria was everything he wanted and hated. Wealthy, beautiful, popular, and smart. Now it was finally Ronald Weasley chance to be noticed. To be admired. He'd teach this slut a lesson, and enjoy every second.
Ronald yelled in frustration as Victoria once again dodged his hex.
"Five points from Slytherin, Victoria."
Sirius shouted. Alerting the class who halted their duels.
"Why, Professor Black?" The argument was not from Victoria, but surprising Cedric. Glaring at the Professor for his biased traits. "She didn't even draw her wand."
"Exactly . This is dueling. Not dodging."
Hermione spoke smartly in Victoria's defense.
"Professor ,dodging is important in dueling. Especially in times of war."
Sirius flushed angrily. Prepared to respond just as the bell rang. The students hurried from the class.
"Granger wait!" Victoria called out to the girl.
"Yes Victoria?" Hermione questioned tightly, still upset from the harsh truth presented to her this morning.
"Thank You, for defending me in the class. I know you hate disrespecting authority." Victoria said sincerely, sending Hermione a smile that instantly vanished her irritation towards the other girl.
"Well you are welcome. I was just heading to the library, becoming more..open-minded towards the magical world. You presented some truths that were difficult for me to swallow."
"If you have any questions ask Draco, he adores traditions and politics. He would be delighted to tutor you. I have to go, I'll see you around Granger, yeah?"
"Call me Hermione,Victoria. I will see you tonight maybe?"
"Maybe..have fun in the library."
Hermione continued her trek to the Library, the brief conversation with Victoria heightening her urge to become informed.
Victoria walked gracefully into Charms. Taking her customary to next to Neville.
"Why the smirk? Poor Puffs are shaking." Neville teased with a raised eyebrow and smirk of his own.
"Well dear Nev, one down, one to go."
"You are supposed to be in school. Your NEWTS are coming."
"Well can't I visit my favorite curse breaker?" Ravyn murmured, wrapping long arms around Bill's waist.
"What do you want?" Bill couldn't keep the bite from his voice. Struggling to escape from tightened arms.
"Hmm aren't we sensitive today." Ravyn murmured mockingly against his captive's neck.
"We both know why you are here." Bill was spun around as angry blue eyes met brown.
"Remember William, I can easily achieve your corporation...Now come, It has felt like forever without you."
"It has been a week." Bill said, amusement lacing his tone.
"Exactly my dear."
All students looked towards the ceiling as the owls swooped in. Packages, letters and newspapers in their beaks. Gossip quickly insued as students and staff began to read the Daily Prophet.
Hogwarts Wizard's Tournament!
Lord Slytherin proposed the mandatory tournament to prepare seventh years as the war ensues. Lord Slytherin has designed a competition similar to the twi-wizard tournament. Three stages the tournament will challenge the students knowledge, skills, and ability to think in times of pressure. First place will receive a mentorship and eventual job with the young Lord. While second place receives a 5,763 gallon prize and additional 10,000 gallons to donate to a wizarding charity of their choosing. The young Lord will be stepping out of the shadows as he guest judges with our minister and Albus Dumbledore. This reporter wishes the seventh year students of Hogwarts good luck!
Rita Skeeter
Daily Prophet
"Rather bold of you Tom, rather bold indeed my boy.." Dumbledore murmured.
"Now that everyone is here let us begin." Dumbledore said while surveying the tense room. Annoying blue eyes twinkling.
The Longbottoms stood directly behind Neville's chair. His father, Frank Longbottom, giving his son's shoulder the occasional tight squeeze. Neville's face was stoic, only twitching when his father touched him.
The Potters and Sirius stood standing next to the headmaster. Glaring down at Victoria. Disgust and loathing in their eyes.
Lucius and Narcissa stood directly behind the trio. Ignoring the glares Frank and Alice shot them.
"What is the problem Dumbledore?" Lucius questioned tightly. Hands rested on Victoria and Draco.
Sirius answered smugly as Dumbledore opened his mouth. "They broke my nose! Assaulting a teacher calls for expulsion."
"We defended Victoria. You aimed two cutting curses at her chest and throat. She would have died within seconds." Neville said softly. Looking directly into Dumbledore's eyes. Daring him to fall into temptation.
"Now Neville my boy, there is-"
"You. Did. What?" Lucius Malfoy whispered. A murderous expression adorned his face while he looked at the other Lord. He toke a step forward as Sirius toke a step back. " You dare attack my daughter, Black?"
"She shouldn't need to rely on others to fight her own battles. Pathetic." Lily spoke softly. Voice full of malicious glee directed to her biological child. Protests and wands withdrew quickly by the statement. Figures froze, halting as small flames began forming in the air. All eyes turned to Victoria's standing figure.
She was danger personified. Stance full of confidence and thinly veiled anger. Magic washing in waves throughout the room, fueling the warming temperature.
Victoria's eyes screamed caution. Warning the light faction of her quickly deteriorating temper.
"Would you require proof Headmaster? Madam Bones would be delighted with my memories of the events." Victoria spoke softly, smirking as the Potter's flinched as she mentioned the authorities.
"No that won't be necessary, my girl. This was a simple misunderstanding I am sure. Am I correct Sirius?"
"Of course Headmaster." Sirius agreed tightly.
"Then we shall retire, it is almost curfew." Victoria rose from her chair, kissing Lucius and Narcissa before exiting. Neville and Draco following.
Dumbledore was reminded of The Dark Lord as Victoria spoke. Just as demanding. Just as dangerous. Just as powerful. And she was not on his side.
AN:/ I am trying to make James' and Lily's hate towards Victoria seem only slightly plausible and irrational. Because a boy could be just as useless as a girl. Speaking to snakes and having the twin wand as the Dark Lord does not make Victoria evil, only slightly dark. Which, if Lily and James were good parents, could have been reversed.
I hope I made up for the two day wait! For all you Transitioning fans, an update will be out this Sat. I promise! If anybody has any more ideas for James and Lily pm/review! :)