§Parseltongue§
'Thoughts'
"Beast Talk"
"Talking"
"Mindscape or mental talking"
I don't own Harry Potter plot or Characters nor do I own The Avengers plot or Characters I am just playing in the sandbox with them. I do however own this plot and my own original characters. I also do not own the Potter name. This is a Fem-Harry paring and a reverse is a crossover between Harry Potter,Avengers and X-men. This will also be a creature inheritance fic and master/mistress of death.
Chapter Eleven
Logan
I left two days after finding out where my children were. I was now in the city of New Rochelle,I had checked into a hotel and put my bags into the room I had gotten. I was now on the lookout for the family I was ready to see my daughters once again.
I was in a diner getting something to eat when they walked in two girls with red and raven hair. They both smelled and felt familiar.
They were two beautiful teen girls they looked to be about fifteen. They looked so much like their mother Lilly but they also had aspects of me of James Potter. They were my girls, my daughters.
I wanted to go over to them,to embrace them and never ever let them go again. I however wasn't sure if they wanted me around, or that they knew who I was.
Rosemary
my sister and I walked into the diner for some lunch when we saw him. he was my father, no our father. He had unruly brown hair with a style that looks like he had devil horns, his eyes were brown. He looked like he was looking for something or someone I couldn't really make out exactly what or who he was looking for.
I knew that it couldn't be us, he didn't even remember us. I don't even think he truly knew about us.
Why had he turned to look at us? Why was he still looking at us? Was that longing I saw in his brown eyes? I looked towards my sister only to see her looking towards the man I was.
I think he recognizes us Mary. The look in his eyes looks almost like longing. I think he knows about us. Should we go over to him sissy I feel like we should reunite with him. What should we do I'm not sure what to do sissy.
I think that we should follow our gut feeling it has never lead us astray before. There has to be a reason that he's here at this moment in time. As to why he's looking at us that was, the way you'd imagine a father who lost his children would look at his newly found, reunited children. Also when have we not followed our gut in the last few years since there has been a manhunt on us.
I took a deep, deep breath before placing a smile on my face and slowly walking over to him taking the lead like I always did. When we finally got over to him I put my most innocent and polite smile on my face.
"Hello sir I know you probably don't know who we are, or what we are to you, but my name is Rosemary Luna Potter and this is my sister Holly Niki Potter." I told him giving him a sweet smile. "I uh… well we uh well you see we think that you might be the one we have been looking for, our true birth father. We don't know if you are him, well you look like him and your smell is similar to our own." I told him when we got over to him.
He had a small smile on his face the whole time I was talking. The smile just seemed to grow as I talked and before I had finished he had pulled us into a tight embrace and hugged us tightly without any hesitation.
We had embraced him back as he hugged us without much choice left to us. We hugged him back just as tightly and let the tears of fear and loneliness from a very lonely childhood with just the two of us really.
In reality this time around we hadn't been lonely we had been loved but the love of an Aunt and cousins wasn't the same as the love you received from a mother or father. The sacrifice they had made that night was strong and done with so much love.
"My girls, my little princesses, my baby girls. You've grown so much, the last time I saw you both you were only two years old." our father said as he continue to embrace us. I felt a couple tears soak into my t-shirt as we just hugged. We needed this, we needed the love of our father a father we might have never knew if the goddess of time hadn't sent us back in time to redo it save the timeline.
Logan
I held my daughters never wanting to lose them again and not wanting to let them go. They were mine,my pups my daughters. I had finally found them after looking for so long, so long searching for them. I had been back in this time for five years. I had, had these memories for just as long.