Chapter Three Breakfast and Revenge
Allera woke up to knocking at her door. She slipped out of bed, wand in her hand, to see who it was. Pansy was standing outside the door Allera opened warily, and Pansy immediately came into the room dropping a bag onto the couch saying "Everyone has been up for an hour already and we were just about to start breakfast so let's get this morning of silly demands going." Pansy dragged an amused Potter over to the vanity and sat her down, then turned around to dig through the suitcase. Pansy, after a few minutes of rummaging, emerged victorious while mumbling to herself "We have got to take her shopping!" Allera looked at the clothes to find out what she would be wearing that day. A long sleeved shirt that was grey that would hang of her shoulders, a pair of shorts that would hug her nicely, black of course, thigh high socks that were again black, and a pair of lace up boots that would reach mid-shin. "I swear you have as much black clothing as professor Snape" Pansy giggled at the look on Allera's face. "Here you need some color." So Allera was forced to put on a sparkly, silvery, deep green scarf. "It matches your eyes." Allera then stood up, walked over to the bed and reached under her pillow pulling a locket and a notebook from the hiding spot. She tucked the diary into her boot as well as three never ending ink quills. (They did end after like a bazillion words and only in the most inopportune times but still not the point.) She stood putting the locket on placing in under the scarf. Pansy stood observing but decided it was not her place to ask instead asking "How would you like your hair?" Down please" "Then I'll just straighten it." Soon after dozens of straightening spells and curses on her messy haired Potter genes Allera's hair was as straight as it was going to be with a bit of a wave through it. Blaise came through the door looked at Allera and did a bow and a sweeping gesture "Your carriage awaits, Milady." Allera smiled as she was swept off her feet and carried to the dining room by Blaise, Pansy trailing right behind.
15 Minutes Before
Pansy, Blaise, Draco, and Theo looked calm while eating their breakfast which confused the rest of the people gathered in the room considering the mess they looked like the night before. Narcissa Malfoy finally asked her son "Draco what happened to make you so calm after what the girl said last night" Draco replied with a light smile on his face "We were forgiven by Allera" "You mean Harry" said Crabbe. "Yeah Potter right?" Said Goyle. Pansy grimaced "Yes, it's confusing isn't it, but Draco if we're forgiven why hasn't she called for us yet?" Feneir stepped in and said "She is still sleeping; Cub has had a rough week and doesn't wake up on her own anyway. Go ahead and wake her up." Pansy shrugged and headed up stairs "She'll be ready in 15 minutes, get ready." As she passed through the arch each teenager got ready for their respective job.
Present
As Blaise walked back through the arch Draco and Theo both jumped up to get to work. Everyone else looked confused till they heard a tiny giggle. Potter was in Blaise's arms. Riddle felt a twinge of jealousy hit him and it thoughly confused him. Blaise set her down on her chair; Pansy straightened her clothing and placed a napkin on her lap. Theo put a bagel perfectly cream cheesed, a side of fruit, and a waffle with a little jar of syrup in front of her. Finally Draco gave her the Daily Prophet alongside the Quibbler and presented her with the most heavenly cup of coffee. Blaise pushed in her chair as Allera's eyes met Riddle's, green flashing with mischief, red sparkling with amusement. Most of the guests began to stutter and gasp at the children acting on this girl's every whim, though Fenier's booming laugh covered most of it. "Got them wrapped around your fingers don't you Cub." Allera smiled and nodded and looked towards Pansy to begin a conversation. Lady Zabini stood up and proclaimed "My son and heir will not act as if he is a house elf to be ordered about!" The children surrounding Allera jumped to their feet ready to defend this girl. She would never treat them as such she always treated them nicely even when they were stuck up pricks and acted like gits to her. Allera responded to Lady Zabini "Be quiet and stop talking about things you don't know. They came to me and apologized with the pureblood oath, I could have told them to kill themselves and they would have had to do so smiling all the way, but I didn't. Would you like to know why? The reason I didn't is because I tasted their magic, I felt their souls, and looked at their memories and emotions. So I chose to have a morning where I could enjoy myself and let the others do jobs that would test their pride to see if they could humble themselves and truly make up for the wrongs they have done. They would be excellent friends since they passed the test with amazing results doing more than even I asked them to do." All while Allera talked her magic spread across the room calming everyone with its feel. She then began to eat while Lady Zabini weakly sat down. Bellatrix Lestrange suddenly asked "Do you hate me?" Everyone stopped moving and held their breath. Allera looked up eyes guarded. "Do you hate me for killing Sirius?" Allera's magic crept forward brushing against every ones but focusing and Bellatrix's magic, everyone drawing in a breath feeling how powerful she was, the children smiling like loons again feeling that magic on the skin caressing and protecting them. Her eyes softened just slightly feeling Bellatrix's true distress over killing her cousin. "I don't suppose I can hate you since Sirius was going to die that night anyway since he was poisoned but I am angry. Though I am mostly neutral towards you, it will be your future actions and words that will decide your fate with me." Bellatrix actually looked relived that this little girl didn't hate her but numbly said "Poisoned. He was poisoned?" Allera sighed "Do you mind if I finished eating my breakfast first, then Riddle I suggest you call your death eaters since I only want to explain this once." Riddle nodded as Nagani wrapped herself around Allera.
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The room was silent as all Death Eaters were arriving. They all kneeled before their sitting Lord. Riddle addressed his followers "I want no accusations against this girl. We will listen just as she listened to us, with silence and respect. She already swore she would not attack you or I and I swore she would be safe in this dwelling." Feneir entered and kneeled "Milord, Allera and her new friends will be here soon." The Death Eaters all turned to look as the door opened. There stood a beautiful, little girl laughing sweet and high at whatever the Malfoy heir had whispered to her. Nagani rode wrapped on her shoulders hanging on her body before she set her down so the snake could return to their Lord. This little thing was Harry Potter!? She could stop Feneir when he was angry, yeah right! A lower death eater decided that his Lord had been bewitched by this child, there was no way it could be true. (Let's call him John.) "Milord I will take care of this lying little brat for you!" At these words Draco, Blaise, and Feneir moved to the front to fight him off while Theo and Pansy moved in front of her to defend her. Allera looked a little annoyed and was about to say something when John did something very stupid. He threatened the people around her, the people who were now her friends and protectors. "Let me through the bitch needs to die, but if you don't well what's a couple of kids and I've always wanted a fur coat." John then proceeded to show that he was a good dueler crucio-ing Draco, Blaise, and Feneir, sending an Incendio at Theo, and backslapping Pansy out of the way all before anyone could react. John turned towards the girl his final words dying on his tongue like he was about to "Aveda Kedavr..." He felt the Inner Circle's anger and his Lord's rage but that was only faintly. What was his world was now was Allera's fury. Her magic escaped from the binds she placed on it filling the room with her power and her wrath, it felt like a storm, one made with the very fires of Hell itself, and tidal waves of power crashing through the room. A wand, a holly and phoenix feather, eleven inches and green eyes that glowed with power and looked so eerily similar with the curse he had almost cast were the last things he saw as the wand flicked almost daintily he thought towards the wall. The last thing he heard was the girl walking gracefully towards him saying in a low melodious voice "You attacked my grandfather, you attacked my precious friends. May the next life have mercy on your soul, because I sure as Hell won't." John's brother James stepped forward kneeling in front of Allera "I am sorry for the actions of my brother but please kill him quickly don't make him suffer."Allera stood in front of James smiling down at him "I will not kill him nor will I torture him." At this many looked at her in disbelief losing all respect they just had for her. She continued with a sugar sweet smile "I wouldn't have to; he just attacked an alpha wolf, four death eater's children, whose parents are all within the inner circle, and myself. You would be lucky if you could fill a matchbox with what would be left of him." A shiver ran through the crowd, she was right, why would she have to dirty her hands with what many would do with pleasure including their Lord. Respect was back. "But since you kneeled and asked so sweetly I'll make it so only two people will torture and kill him instead of the hundreds that must be dying to do so. Bellatrix Lestrange and Barty Crouch Jr. would do well don't you agree." Respect and fear went ratcheting up. "They will make your brother learn his lesson before he dies or goes insane I'm not picky." James swallowed his pride bowing his head till it almost touched the floor "And what is his lesson Milady?" Allera smiled "You don't harm what's mine. Now rise and return to your rank. I don't have all day to cater to your nonsense you should be happy I already did so for so long." "Yes Milady" James stood and returned to his place by backing away not looking at her but never turning his body away from her. "It seems that you have already won my death eaters respect and loyalty." Riddle dryly commented. "Ah, well yes, you may not be an insane Dark Lord but you still need to keep them in line and they respect power which the both of us have in spades." Allera continued forward and stepped to the top of the steps, she turned, her hair spinning out looking as if darkness itself caressed her and swung about her shoulders. "My name is Allera Harriet Jade Potter, formally known as Harry Potter." Her words rung around the room, the air trembling with her magic power. "I want Dumbledore dead and his order to fall. I want Revenge."
Author's note: I am so sorry this took so long my laptop has finally crashed and burned for the last time. I had to write this on my grandma's notepad. So what do you think? Don't worry I have more coming. I have secrets coming to life and love springing to the sheets in the following chapters to come.