A/N: Hi everyone. Ok so here's another of my Harry Potter/Disney Songfics, which I hope you will enjoy. However, I need to explain this one a little bit.
The main character in this is my other OC, Rielle West. She will appear in another one of my upcoming Harry Potter fics, that is presently untitled.
The song I used for this is 'Stories' from 'Beauty and the Beast: An Enchanted Christmas.' So I hope you like it. Please READ AND REVIEW, but please, no flames, I'm only doing this for fun.
I don't own any of this, except for the character, Rielle West and the plot idea. All other characters belong to JK Rowling and the actual Song belings to Disney, i think, I only changed some of the words around.
Rielle West sat down in the rocking chair that was moved into the spare room. In her arms, she held her tiny little Godson, orphaned only a week ago. Silent tears fell down her cheeks as she watched him. His messy jet black hair, reminding her of his father, James, who grew up to be like a brother to Rielle. His beautiful green eyes, a gift from his mother, Lily, her best friend. And the scar left on his head, as a constant reminder of their love for him and what happened that terrible night.
Rielle's entire world had fallen down around her that night. She lost two of her best friends, almost lost her Harry...and she lost the love of her life, framed for their murder; A crime that she knew he didn't commit. Of course, she still had Remus, her other best friend who knew exactly what she was going through. Remus had been a constant pillar of strength to Rielle. He had spent a lot of his time at her place, making sure the two were alright and looking after Harry when Rielle needed rest. But who she was really worried about...was Harry.
When I get to know him
I'll find more things to say
One day I will reach him
There has to be a way
The poor thing had lost both his parents in one night and would never get to know what wonderful people they were. In the beginning, when Dumbledore had told her that Lily and James had left their son in Sirius...well, her custody, she wasn't sure if she could handle it. She never wanted to replace Lily and James. Butthen she found out that Harry had been taken to live with Lily's sister and her family. Growing up next door to Lily, Rielle knew how Petunia felt about their kind. She would raise him without the knowledge about his parents, and that was one thing Rielle wouldn't stand for.
The had to be a way for Rielle to tell Harry about his parents. Of course, she would explain everything in time, about their days at Hogwarts, and The Marauders. But right now, he was just a baby. There had to be a way to let him know how much they loved him.
Everyone needs someone
He must need someone, too!
He won't get to know them better
So Here's what I will do
Rielle looked down at the tiny child in her arms to find that he was sleeping. She smiled and carefully got up and walked over to his cradle. She kissed his forehead before gently putting him down to sleep. she made sure he was comfortable bedfore leaving the room. On the side of the cradle, she had put a picture of Lily and James, as if to watch over him.
She sat down on her bed with a large leather bound book. Scattered around her, were copies of various photographs of The Marauders and Lily and James, both wizarding and muggle ones (Seeing how Lily was muggleborn and Rielle was half, they had both), she set to work. A knock at her door brought her out of her daze. She looked up to see Remus standing in the doorway, two mugs of coffee in his hands.
"Elle, I thought you could use this." He said, walking over and handing her a mug. Rielle smiled, in thanks for the coffee and at the sound of the nickname Remus had for her back at school.
"What are you doing?" he asked. Rielle smiled again as she explained what she was doing. Rielle decided to create a storybook, to read to Hary about all their adventures at Hogwarts, changed around a little to suit a child.
I'll read him stories
From picture books
All filled with wonder
Magic worlds where the impossible
Becomes the everyday
We'll find a mountain-top
And some moon-beams to slid under
I'll lead, because I know the way!
"Ri!" Two year old Harry Potter cried out. Rielle soon appeared in the doorway.
" What are you still doing up, little one?" she wondered. Harry smiled innocently.
"Story!" he giggled. Rielle laughed. Harry smiled and reached over, pointing to his book from the table beside him. Rielle smiled, grabbed the book and sat on the chair beside the cradle.
"It was a beautiful winters day at Hogwarts, and the snow covered the entire castle grounds." she read. "On this particular day, the three Princes of Gryffindor were out playing in the snow..."
So much to discover
I do it all the time
I could live inside right pages
Where the words all rhyme
"Aunty Ri!" four year old Harry Potter cried out from is bed. Rielle soon appeared in the doorway. Her arms crossed and an amused look on her face.
"I thought you sre supposed to be asleep, young man." she said. Harry smiled innocently.
"You didn't read me a story!" he said.
"You're right. I didn't, how silly of me to forget." Rielle laughed. Harry smiled and reached over, grabbing his book from the table beside him. Rielle smiled and sat on the edge of the bed, with Harry cuddling closer to her.
"You must help them!" Prince Prongs shouted bravely, charging his trusty sword in the air. "We must rescue the Princesses from the dreaded clutches of the evil Dragon, Snivillus." She read. Harry laughed, he always loved hearing about the daring princes venturing forth to save Princess Lily and Princess Rielle from the evil dragon.
We will slay the dragons
I'll still follow him around
And he'll smile
Yes, he'll smile
As his dreams leave the ground!
"What story tonight?" Rielle wondered, tucking a six year old Harry into bed. Harry smiled a big toothy grin, having lost one of his front teeth at dinner that night before. At this age, Harry was beginning to understand that the characters in these stories were based on real people, be it his parents, Rielle or his 'Uncle Remus'.
"The one with the sunken treasure!" He said happily. Rielle smiled and turned to the right page. Harry smiled as he gazed upon the moving picture of his father catching the golden snitch.
" 'The mystical golden snitch has been lost in the black lake.' His royal highness, King Albus declared." Rielle read. "I ask that our most daring and beloved warriors to venture forth and bring it back." Harry's eyes scanned the page as he listened of the tretcherous journey the princes faced, reclaiming the golden snitch from the depths of the black lake. They were fortunate though, and succeeded in their quest, with the help of a certain red-headed mermaid.
Stories and stories
About mermaids, kings and sunken treasure
Magic worlds where the impossible
Becomes the everyday
I know a tiny place
Just a dot,
Too small to measure
I'll take him there, I know the way!
"The heroes each found something they never knew they had." 10 year old Harry read. Rielle sat quietly on the edge of the bed, listening to her beloved Godson read.
"Prince Prongs found the love of the fair maiden whom he gave his heart and soul. Prince Padfoot found a real home with a real family who loved him. And Prince Moony found acceptance and love from all those around him." Harry said, closing the cover of the book. Rielle smiled.
"Do you believe in these stories, Ri?" Harry asked. Rielle looked at him surprised.
"I know they're real, but do you believe that this kind of thing can happen? Overcoming your deepest fears?" The boy asked. Rielle smiled.
"I do, Harry. But the important thing is, do you?" Rielle wondered. Harry thought about it for a second then smiled.
"Yeah, I do."
Stories about heroes
Who overcame
Their deepest sorrows
They'll put hope into his heart again
To cherish everyday
Rielle West walked past her Godson's bedroom. 13 year old Harry Potter was packing his last minute belongings, ready to go to Hogwarts the next day.
"Goodnight, love." Rielle said, walking to her room.
"Ri?" Harry called out. Rielle stopped and walked back.
"Yes Harry?" she asked. Harry searched through his trunk and pulled out an old leather book.
"Can you read me a story?" he asked.
He'll find a better world
And the strength to face tomorrow
I'm sure that when he knows the way
He'll want to stay...