Why hello there! Someone recently commented about how they wanted me to expand into different worlds/adventures with Paradox. Good news guys, I already have about three ideas about this. Now, let me know what you want me to cover first;

The Jack Sparrow Incident

The Hobbit Debacle

Or…

The Chase for Hannibal Lecter.

And now, the moment I've been waiting for with this story… Diana's backstory revealed!

Everything had been going perfectly for the past couple of months. Harry, Fred and George had been tutored by Lucius, the twins and Tom himself. What with Diana being too busy telling off Tom's Death Eaters for every tiny thing they'd ever done wrong. It was official; Diana was far scarier than Tom ever was. Her face off against Snape had been legendary. Unlike the others, he fought back for a good hour and a half before giving in and listening to what she was saying. Harry had even gotten an apology from the git! Would miracles never cease?

It was a quiet September evening and the whole group was ensconced around the drawing room's grand fireplace talking and sipping their preferred drinks when it happened.

'It' being the sudden appearance of a complete stranger in their midst. He was fairly tall, with broad shoulders and narrow hips, his muscles obvious through his shirt. He had pale skin, flashing sea green eyes and golden blond hair. However, his flawless looks weren't what drew their eyes; it was the twisting black and silver tattoo that took up a whole side of his face.

Glancing around, Harry realised that Tom and Diana obviously knew this new person standing before them, this was confirmed when the stranger looked directly at Diana and loudly pronounced, "She's coming. I came to help. I can't watch you suffer again so soon."

This further confused everyone. Who was this 'she' he mentioned? Why was she after Diana? It was clearly very serious when the first thing out of Tom's mouth was, "Fuck. That's the last thing we need."

Diana was sheet white and her tiny frame was shaking like a leaf. Harry, who was standing near her, could barely make out her whispering, "Fuck, fuck fuckity fuck fuck. I am not leaving them already. No way in hell."

Tom and the stranger converged on her and swept her up into a group hug. The stranger spoke up first, "Listen to me, I am stronger than her, especially with you to help. We can do this. You'll need to switch back to your usual form; you'll need all your energy to repel her. Once we've forced her out we can put up permanent barriers around this time period and explain to all of your friends. Okay?"

Harry watched Diana nod against his shoulder before her body began to warp and change. First her form lengthened until she matched the height of the unnamed man holding her, then her hair shortened, lightening until it was the same blond as the strangers. And when she finally turned to face them, they saw that her eyes now matched his as well. Harry was now certain that the forthcoming explanations were going to make the ones at the Ministry look like a walk in the park. Before anyone could say anything, another figure flashed into existence. This one was shorter than the previous intruder. She had copper hair that curled around her face to brush her collarbones and sapphire blue eyes. Her neck was covered by a flowing design done in a midnight blue and black so that the two colours were almost indistinguishable. Her face was contorted into fury and she soon started yelling, "Paradox! How dare you come back here after I punished you the last time! What is your obsession with these particular mortals? It's unnatural! You're coming back with me and it'll be the pit for the next couple of centuries. That should teach you."

Diana or Paradox as the woman had called her stood her ground throughout the vicious diatribe until the woman had to pause for breath. Taking the opportunity, Paradox interrupted with a single, quiet, "No."

The woman stood, mouth flapping like a beached fish before twisting into an ugly sneer before hissing out, "Then I'll just have to force you."

With that, a wave of pure, midnight blue magic swirled out into the air around the hateful woman, readying itself for an attack. Diana and her male body double did the same; the man's magic felt so very cold and was a beautiful silver like his tattoo. Diana's however, was a deep burgundy and Harry's favourite to feel. It felt light, and mischievous and oh so powerful. Some of it wrapped around everyone in the room except for the three preparing for battle. Then the silver and burgundy magic swirled together into one, awe-inspiring mass before rushing across the room at the half-mad woman who let out a screech and vanished completely. Job obviously not completed, the pair then seemed to push their magic out in an ever-widening sphere that soon disappeared from view. Only then did Diana let the magic around the watchers fade. As soon as it was gone, Tom rushed forward to wrap Diana in a tight embrace before pulling her over to the sofa to sit down. Seeing this, the others soon found seats around the room, waiting for their explanation. They didn't have to wait for long. Diana spoke up in a deceptively even voice that failed to hide how shaken she really was, "That was my mother. The goddess of Time and a right bitch."

After that statement her voice grew in strength and she soldiered on, "My true name is Paradox, goddess of Chaos, impossibilities occurring and time travel among other very minor things and the man sitting over there is my twin brother, Death. I love humans and have a habit of spending my time as one to interfere in their lives to change them for the better."

She broke off at that to laugh slightly bitterly, "Well, I try at least. Anyway, in a world parallel to this one I interfered heavily in your lives. I used my control over time travel to allow me to raise Harry and Tom as twins and my children. In that world, I didn't see a way to stop Voldemort's insanity. I changed so much and got attached along the way. You were my babies; I was there for everything. So I decided to try helping you in a parallel universe. This one. You can guess how I set out to do that, telling nobody but Tom who I truly was. I couldn't risk upsetting my dear mother too much. However, it wasn't enough and she turned up a couple of decades ago in earth time and dragged me off for a couple of centuries of torture and humiliation. Clearly, I didn't get the message and now Death also has to stay here to hide from her rage. I shudder to think what she'd be like if we don't wait a couple of centuries for her temper to cool somewhat."

The whole room shivered involuntarily, most had been tortured at some point but could never imagine going through that for several hundred years. Paradox's home life went beyond bad and into the stuff of even the worst type of human's nightmares. They were achingly glad she'd been able to escape from that fate for a while longer. The fact she cared enough for them to come back even with that hanging as a threat over her head was humbling. That she loved them all fiercely was startlingly clear and they all vowed to return that love to the best of their abilities. And so they did.

Life settled down for a while after that. Diana returned to the form they knew her by and carried on terrorising the Death Eaters into competency. Nothing of note happened again until she burst into the drawing room to pronounce, "They're finally ready."

She didn't need to elaborate. They all knew she meant that the outer circle was finally in a fit state for them to win this war. Now came the planning. Diana, being their resident goddess and expert went first. Voice commanding, she regarded them all, "First of all, we need eyes on Dumbledore and inside Hogwarts. Harry, I believe that both Neville and Luna will stand by you if you talk to them. Also, we have all the Death Eater children in Slytherin but Neville could prove vital. He shares a dorm with Weasley, someone who will most likely know a fair bit of what is going on. Plus, no one ever notices Neville or Luna so will talk more freely in his or her presence."

Fred and George nodded along in the background to this. They had already said that Neville and Luna would stand with them after all. Diana continued on. Voice cold, "The next thing to deal with is Dumbledore."

All eyes narrowed at the hated name.

"Without Dumbledore, the resistance will crumble if we do it right. We can't just kill him, as that would just create a martyr for them to rally around. What we need to do is ruin him. Expose all his dirty little secrets for the whole world to see."

Tom burst out laughing at this. Eyes glowing with mirth before picking up where Diana had left off. His voice held a brittle, hurt undertone though, "This will work best if Harry and I reveal our living conditions and how Dumbledore was involved in them. Also, we need to share everything that has happened at Hogwarts in the past five years. Especially the incident with the Philosopher's Stone. That was criminal negligence and child endangerment on Dumbledore's part."

Harry was far from happy at this news. He knew what this would entail. Interviews. Worse, interviews about the Dursleys. Plus, he knew the best person for this job was Rita Skeeter. Harry disliked her intensely for the part she'd played in the hell that was the Triwizard Tournament. As if she was reading his thoughts, Paradox softly said, "Don't worry Harry, we'll make sure she's on her best behaviour and oversee the printing process. You won't have a repeat of fourth year. She already helped you last year. This will just be an extension of that."

Reassured, Harry relaxed fully. He had been avoiding the subject of the Dursleys with Tom as much as possible but Tom was still out for blood. How Harry had delayed him this long was a miracle. It was strange; Tom had become his protective older brother when he'd been trying to kill him not too long ago. The twins had always been like siblings to him, but he more often felt like they were on a level footing in terms of maturity and age. Tom, however, was undoubtedly the older, smarter sibling that would protect you at any cost. Harry actually felt sorry for his hated relatives. With the Dark Lord caring for Harry, their days truly were numbered. Focusing back on the discussion, he was just in time to hear Lucius start speaking. His usual haughty tone firmly in place, nose imperceptively raised,

"With Harry being the Black Heir, he's inherited the Black family home. We can easily gain access at any time now as the Black family blood magics will overrule the Fidelius. Without their headquarters, The Order will be in a state of confusion for quite some time. We can capitalise on that fact."

All at the table nodded along to this, seeing the sense in his words. After a short pause, the Weasley twins leaned forward, smirking viciously, "We have-"

"-so many prank products-"

"-that can easily be used-"

"-to ambush or trap-"

"-the Order."

"Our portable swamp-"

"-being just one example-"

"-of our genius."

As some members of the group rubbed their necks with slight grimaces, Death sat forward eagerly along with the Lestrange brothers. Death expressed his excitement first,

"You made that in this world too? That was one of my favourites! How did you make it this time? You didn't have Harry and Tom around to help you! Or Neville!"

The twins leaned back in surprised confusion. For once, they spoke without swapping around, "Wait, Harry, Tom and Neville helped us prank?"

Paradox and Death smirked at this. Paradox elected to answer, voice smug, "Harry and Tom were geniuses growing up together. They formed a twin telepathic link which they managed to partially link to yours. You all learnt wandless magic and those two were flying unaided from infancy. Your group was made up of you four of course, Neville, Draco and Teddy Nott. There were others that arrived later but that was the group that successfully pranked Albus Dumbledore in Harry's first year."

The Weasley twins gaped at Paradox in stunned disbelief for several minutes before vaulting the table and tackling Harry into a hug that they somehow managed to drag Tom into. From the mess of limbs came Fred and Georges babbling pleas for Harry and Tom to help them 'go down in pranking history'. Paradox was in the background, laughing her head off while propping herself up against Death. The Lestrange brothers looked like they were considering worshipping this group of apparent pranksters and Lucius just looked confused. Needless to say, it took a while to get everyone calmed down and back in their seats. Once this was done, their minds returned to more serious matters.

"Gred, Forge, co-ordinate with the Lestrange brothers on the traps idea," Death barked out, finally getting involved with the planning session instead of lounging around looking bored, "Paradox, I assume you will be working with Tom on organising the press coverage and finding ways to make the Death Eaters look like the good guys. Maybe even reveal Diana as Tom's twin sister who travelled through time just to help her brother retain his sanity and throw in how Dumbledore blocked your travels. After all, he did try."

Death's voice was unnerving to listen to. He had a habit of talking in the same sarcastic, bored drawl no matter what he said and it lulled the listener into thinking that he wasn't saying anything important while simultaneously drawing them in. If Harry was honest, it freaked him out slightly. It was the complete opposite of Paradox; she had no volume control and expressed every emotion she felt through her voice. Tom speaking jerked him out of his musings, his chest rumbling reassuringly against Harry's ear as he was pressed into Tom's side, "And I need to get rid of Wormtail. Why I ever kept him around is a mystery. I'll most likely send him to the Ministry of Magic."

This pronouncement made Harry beam and snuggle further into the hug Tom was giving him. He and Tom had discovered that after their childhoods, they had a habit of spending their time attached firmly to anyone they considered family. Especially each other as they understood what the other had been through. It had the added benefit of helping Tom retain his sanity. Harry was just happy to be catching up on all the affection he had missed for so many years. Soon enough the war would be over and they could all live the life they had been denied for so long. They all craved it, they were tired of fighting. Paradox sent them both a brilliant smile before addressing the room for a final time, "That's it for now, I think. We'll have further meetings as we go and situations arise. For now, we have work to do."

Murmurs of agreement were heard throughout the room as people smiled and moved to start on their various tasks. They would end this war so they could all live in the peace they all craved.

Hehehe… I bet you weren't expecting that. Oooh, that was fun to write! There'll be a new chapter of Dangers of a Bored God soon enough and I'm actually working on another idea with my beta and occasional joint writer Karma Rue Lovegood Everdeen. Hope you enjoyed this and see you soon!