Author's' Notes:

Neko: Hey guys and gals, and everyone in between or not on the scale!

Ookami: Welcome back to our story about the insanity about little Angel and Zephora. Thanks to everyone for all the support that has been flooding in in the way of views!~ Over a thousand views when we had been out for just over a week!

Neko: That's pretty amazing! And the reviews and the Faves, and Follows are pretty high to! I personally thought that we would be luck to get a review, Fave, and A follow In few days, the support you guys have shown us is amazing!

Ookami: I had no expectations, so I was happy with everything, though the review lull threw me off for a moment.

Silver: Yeah, at least that was short. We wouldn't want a shocked writer for too long. It would take us forever to appear in the story then.

Aza: Hehe~ Well, I like being with young Zephora. She likes hugging me all the time!

Sunny: Oh how come THEY all get to be out here, AND I don't!?

Neko: they don't! You don't! Well other than Aza, Because HE HAS BEEN INTRODUCED IN THE STORY! WAIT TILL YOU GET INTRODUCED!

Sunny: But at the rate you guys are going that could be Chapter 50!

Neko: Just for that I might make sure it is!

Ookami: No it won't... It might be chapter 15 at worst...

Neko: Fair enough.

Ookami: So till then, only Aza can stay in the room with Zeph and Angel, everyone else out!
Neko: You forgot Jean. I know she's only mentioned in the story on halloween near the end, but that's still an Introduction.

Ookami: Ah right, sorry Jean. I was thinking on the children's side of the story. Now that that's over with... Disclaimers!

Jean: Sense you forgot about me i'll do it!. WE DON'T OWN HARRY POTTER! NOR DO WE OWN THE FIC THIS IS BASED OFF OF BUT WE HAVE PERMISSION FROM THE AUTHOR TO USE HER IDEAS ALONG WITH OURS TO MAKE THIS!

Ookami: ... Fair enough Jean. I will add that I would be working on my animagus form if I owned Harry Potter and would be figuring out the next pranks of the twins now they are back at hogwarts if we had the fic~

Jean: you are a wolf, how would you have an Animagus form, you literally a green and blue wolf!

Ookami: It's called magic! I may be a wolf, but I can have another form for my animagus! Though my patronus probably looks exactly like me...

Neko: wait you haven't gotten your patronus yet? I got mine several years ago!

Ookami: No! I just think it's different now that we are in this 'verse.

Neko: well we could always go test it out... Though I have a feeling we need to do this outside... let's have them enjoy the story while we go test it out!

Ookami: Okay~ Enjoy the chapter!~

Chapter 4: Life Part 2

Angel: 4 Zephora: 7 (November 24, 1994)

Hogwarts library

A field of sparkles invaded the empty room, everyone, and anyone a part of the schools was out watching the first task. A little girl appeared, Angel, this time dressed in a white night gown.

"Where am I? Oh looks like awot of books! Well imma gotta find Zeffy!" The young girl walked out of the big doors, to find even more doors, but also hallways, and windows lots of windows, and paintings, that moved... So like any four year, old she went up to the first trustworthy looking one, and said. "Hiya, imma trying to find my friend, Zeffy, she lives behind a bookcase in bad man's, i mean Mr. Dumbles office, how do i get's there?" The resident of the painting, a lovely lady in a older styled poofy dress in a ball background looked at the young lady in surprise. "Well, if it is Dumbledore's office you are looking for, I suppose I can help you get there... What is your name young one?" Angel smiled at the pretty woman " Imma Angel, who's you? Would chu really help me find my way? Thank you!" Smiling down at the child the portrait nodded her head and said "Not a problem, young Angel, my name is Daisy Hillgrove. Follow me." Slowing going through the portraits to lead the young lady to her destination. They soon reached their destination, The girl coming face to face with a gargoyle. Hillgrove turned to the child and stated "The gargoyle here guards the headmaster's office from intruders or those he can not meet with at the moment. I am unsure of the current password, and as he is off watching the tournament I assume you will have to wait til he comes back. At least you are here safely without the staircases giving you problem. Good day Angel."

Angel smiled and waved good bye to the lady, and then she turned back to the gargoyle with a serious face. "Please move, I want to see my friend." The gargoyle did nothing. " MOVE PLEASE!" The gargoled did noting, but she could see that it was getting enjoyment out of this. "I SAID MOVE!" She naturally let out a burst of power making everything in or on that hallway move a good foot from it's position, the portraits of course were not happy about this. The gargoyle in trying to resist the power got a crack down it's face causing one of its horns to fall off. Angel picked up the piece of horn, and put it back on the gargoyle feeling bad for doing that, causing it to fix itself, and the gargoyle to fear the little angry girl.

The little girl skipped her way up to the top of their stairs, and found herself in an all too familiar room, she of course, happily opened the book case, that at this point just stopped resisting her. " Hi Zeffy!" Zephora, who was trying to not react to whatever was outside, jumped when Angel called out to her. Still, she gave a slightly strained smile and cheered "Angel! You here today? How you?" Angel smiled," i'm good i met a pretty lady in a painting, i came here in a room full of books too!... What is all that noise outside?" Speaking about a roar that screamed protectiveness, Zeph shuttered and responded "I don't know, but it angry with someone who took something. They have been screaming like that for weeks now... And also something that makes me feel so lonely. So I glad you are here!" Angel looked confused but happy, and held her friend's hand that had the bracelet on it. " as long as you were this i'll always be there! Why don't we take a look outside the window to see what it is." Zeph looked at her wide-eyed now, though she liked the idea... "Are you sure that a good idea? Dumbledore doesn't like me going too far from the bookcase."

Angel judged the distance... and how much she cared about dumbledore.. And how badly this could turn out for her friend... and decided that a 15 second - 2 minute look should be fine. " it's not that far, and if it's making you feel this bad you deserve to at least know what it is" Angel said. Zeph nodded and then drew herself up a little more. "Okay then. I wonder what it is..." The two girls get up and walk over to the window, in time to see a girl riding a broom, fly by followed by a dragon. "Wait... what the... dragon i understand... but that girl was flying like Sabrina the teenage witch!" Zeph watched them fly by in awe of the world out there and the beings that inhabited it. "Wow! The girl must have a living piece of wood! And the dragon... That was what made me feel nervous and lonely? What did the girl take from the dragon? And what is Sabrina the Teenage Witch?" Zeph pointed that last one at Angel, though she was still wondering what the girl do to make the dragon become that possessive. Angel looked at her friend as they walked away from the window, " I thought that was a broom witches fly on them, and Sabrina the teenage witch is a tv show about a Teenage witch who has to hide her magic and stuff from everyone but her family, and she also is trying to find out the family secret." As said the last part a small tv appeared, playing said tv show, all while not being plugged into anything.

Zeph gaped at the tv, never seeing anything like it before. "Ho... How is it doing this? Are the people in the tv or does magic put them on the surface? Or is it things that make no sense for young people?" After realizing there was a chance they were stuck in there she started whimpering at them. Angel looked at her friend concerned, "The people aren't stuck in there, and nomaly don't know we are here, and we just watching things that happen to them, and i know there are others watching, because you can hear them laughing." At that point there was laughter at what Salem had said. Zeph looked at the screen in awe with her explanation and decided she should ask questions about the people on the show. "So, is Salem a talking cat? Why does he sound so old? Is that how rooms look with beds? How is she that tall? How can the house be that big? Are everyone on the show giants? How many rooms can be in a house anyway? OH! They have magic there too!" Angel answered back" Yeah, he's old, he was dere for the Salem witch trials, yes... She a teen they are tall, my house is bigger, no dey aren't, maybe infinite rooms, but then they called mansions, yeah dey have magic!" After that onslaught of questions, they started to just watch the show, till the gargoyle moved and a certain old man entered.

Dumbledore had been tipped off someone had gotten passed the gargoyle, but wasn't able to act because of the tournament. Harika getting into such a flying stunt with the hungarian horntail was bound to cause a stir in the dragon tamer community. Walking to his office was an unusual experience with all the portraits whispering to the other inhabitants that were sentient, and then he realized they were probably talking about the fact all the portraits in the corridor to his office had been moved a third of a meter away from their proper spots. The gargoyle even looked off kilter, though he considered that impossible since it isn't alive technically. Walking into his office he found out his obvious intruder was the culprit today, with a... tele... no less. However, this small tele was not plugged into anything, as there were no plugs in the school, and it was playing a popular American show that shouldn't even be picked up this far across the pond. "Isn't this show awesome zeffy, I love the whole magic idea, and that she has to keep it away from normal people!" Angel then saw dumbbells out of the corner of her eye, but decided to go back to watching the show. Zeph was trying to relate the show to reality, but was failing due to how little she actually knew about the world she was in. Dumbledore, however, was trying to use it to explain this world and not seem strange for referencing the tele. But before he could start, the little girl disappeared into a cloud of sparkles, taking the television with her.

Blinking at the disappeared child, he checked how the girl... Zeph... Was doing before he was interrupted by one of the headmasters of the school portrait declared "Madame Hillgrove would like to talk to you Albus." Zephora looked at the portrait in confusion, and Dumbledore realized the potential danger if the portraits outside knew of her and shoved her back into her room before responding "Of course, let her in." As she went into the headmaster's portrait she was curious about the child's friend that was supposedly in here, but of course there was no obvious sign of her. "Headmaster Dumbledore, did the child I escorted to the front of your office meet with you? She didn't seem to be out in front before you arrived to your office." Dumbledore blinked, a young girl? "Oh, Angel was the one you escorted," the portrait nodded, "But how is that possible? She always shows up in here! Not anywhere else... Wait, no, you can't have that knowledge Hillgrove. Obliviate!" Dumbledore exorcised the memory and replaced it with one that ensured her that the child hid behind a suit of armor to try and startle him. Then he sent a Confundus that would ease her of any uneasiness of a child too young for schooling was running around in the halls. "So, as I said, she tried to startle me, so we had our talk and she was on her way." Daisy agreed, and walked back to her painting, everything was fine so why worry.

SNAPE MEETS ZEFFY

Zephora was sitting on her bed closest to her door thinking back to how the last year or so had brought into her life. The biggest was Angel, obviously, who had become the center of her life even though she was only there once a month. She had become a friend, and the only one who looked out for her health that she had ever known. Angel found out her real name and was happy to use it at all time, not to mention teach her everything she knew about anything. She had a name, she had Aza and the friendship bracelet that Angel said would keep her with her was nice knowing her friend would always be there for her.

Well, at least most of the time she was happy that Angel wasn't there all the time. The door opened to Dumbledore's eerily smiling down at her, in his way of trying to look nice when she knew better. That was the smile that reflected a lot of pain on her part before he would give her a calming thing, or just give her a painful thing then see how long it takes before she can get herself together afterwards. As he beckoned her out this time, she noticed there was someone else in the room. He was a man about a tall as Dumbledore, but he had a sense of dark power and safety at the same time, with dark straight hair and just as dark eyes. Dumbledore stated "Professor Snape, I would like you to meet Zephora who has been testing all of the potions you've had been giving me for the last 6 or so years. Zephora, this is Severus Snape, he is the one who makes all those interesting drinks I give you that taste terrible." Dumbledore smiled after that part, hoping that would cause her to hate more people in her life, though the look he didn't see on Snape's face was enough to convince her that he wasn't as bad as Dumble was trying to say.

Snape had lost his composure for the moment Dumbledore was looking down at the girl... Zephora... and couldn't keep the look of utter horror off his face. It was downright wrong, to have a child imprisoned and using them for his potions? That was beyond heinous in his mind, and now he wouldn't even be able to tell anyone who didn't know about her anything about this. Dumbledore made him swear an oath of secrecy in order to learn about what he thought were his test patients.

Speaking of, "Ah, and speaking of that, I have another one for you today girl. But in order to do so, you need to be near death due to spell caused injuries... I think I know the perfect spell. Sectumsempra!" Dumbledore shot Snape's signature curse at the girl and immediately the cuts went deep all over her body, causing severe blood loss, though Dumbledore noted not as extreme as he had intended. He assumed that the bracelet must of be spelled to protect her some, since it had only started after that party... Either way, after a moment the damage done was enough to test how well the potion worked. Kneeling down, Dumbledore roughly opened her mouth wide enough to force her to drink the potion. Slower than the spell's reaction, the cuts slowly started to mend themselves, though the deepest ones didn't disappear, but instead scabbed terribly.

Nodding in the findings from her reaction to the spell, Dumbledore smiled to Snape and said "Well, there you have it Severus! It works well for serious spell damage,and nicely against your own sectumsempra. Is that enough comfort for your use of the spell?" Snape gave a curt nod, not trusting himself to not attack him straight out if he spoke. Thinking he was just being his crabby self, Dumbledore smile brightened and ushered Zeph into her room saying, "There you go! Rest up if you want to heal quickly." Snape felt disgusted with the knowledge and told himself he would try to help her in little ways if at all possible, and quickly left when dismissed. Dumbledore went to bed shortly after, happy with how Zeph didn't completely heal and that Snape wouldn't be able to tell anyone about the girl. Zephora, on her crib mattress, was thinking there was a chance that not all adults were bad, but wondered why he couldn't do anything to help. Shrugging off the question with the arrival of the comforting darkness, Zephora relaxed into its arms and listen to it lull her to sleep with a story of the heroes of old.

ANGEL'S LIFE

Angel was eating Breakfast, when the question, "How did you sleep?" Was asked from her Father to her Mother. "I slept great honey, how about you." " I slept pretty good, Angel how did you sleep?" He replied. " I slept good, I hung out with Zeffy again, we watched Sabrina, And a girl flew by the window, on her broom, and there was a dragon following her too!" Angel said, a bit of milk running down her chin. Her mom was quick to wipe off the milk, "Still having the same dream hunbun?" Her father asked. He had a good paying job as a Neurosurgeon. Her father working with brains he automatically assumed that he knew when there was something wrong with his child's brain, even if she was magic on her mother's side. " I keep telling you it's not just a dream! It's real!" Angel said, even if her parents never believed her here. " Of course hunny, we are sorry, for doubting you. So today your sitter will be coming, your father and I will be back in a few days." This wasn't the first time they have left, she was upset like always but, her mother was the leading doctor in cancer treatment in adolescents, as such she would travel a lot. Upset Angel asked to be excused from breakfast, and headed down to the pond on the property. While she was gone, her mother and father were arguing over topics such as, "should we tell her about witches and Wizards being real." Her mother was for it her father was not. "should they contact Jean's side of the family", it ended up being a no for both, " Should they get a scan of her brain done, it turned out being a no from both in the end, though her father was pushing for it for a while. While they were arguing, Angel was down at the pond, and sang a little tune taught to her by the fairies that lived there, to just say hi. They had taught her many songs, some to get help, some to warn, and some to great them. As she sang a small gathering of fairies came to her. They all played for a bit, they liked her, so did the water nymphs, and the pixies. All too soon she heard a voice calling her, the sitter was here and her parents were going to be gone for several days. She said good bye to her parents, crying a bit, but it was one of their talks and they never, took her because they would be to boring.

The weekend was boring, no parent's, and her only friend lived in Europe apparently. Sure there were other kids she played with in Preschool but, they were all a little to stuck up, and mean. And she didn't live in a real neighborhood per say. There were other houses, but not many close to each other, and hers was the only one with a kid anywhere near her. In other words Angel didn't play with others that often, other than the fey that lived on her family's property and her parents and whatever sitters they got her. She just didn't trust humans very easily because of the way they all had their lights. Some humans could change the way their lights were, especially as they grow up, but adults could be the most trustworthy because their lights were the most stable. Lights around people were interesting in general, there were mainly three types of lights, Light light, Grey light, and Dark light. But the dark really meant nothing as it didn't really matter on if the person was good or not no what mattered was how the light made her feel. Some would feel kinda bad, and they were normally mean, some would make her feel nice, and those people were good, and then there were the ones in between, those were weird but normally the people were ok. Then sometimes the lights had colors, those made no sense to her at all, but she didn't see them all the time, so they hadn't much thought put into them.

Currently she was just watching Snow White and the Seven dwarfs with her sitter. Her babysitter talked similarly to the way Dumbledore did, but she already said that she grew up in Surrey, England, not Scotland so she wouldn't know Dumbledore. It was a long boring week before her parents finally got back.

Closing Notes:

Neko: heya guys thanks so much for reading, we have a little part of the story that happened when a certain someone go distracted and my brain went on a train, we posted it earlier, I hope you guys enjoy it! You can find it on our profile page, warning though it's a crack fic.

Ookami: Very much so... One that would've easily been a good April Fool's Joke if we were already running and actually had shorter paragraphs...

Neko: But either way thank you all for reading!