(Author's Notes)
Alright, let me get this out of the way. The previous chapter doesn't cement this story as a full cross over. The appearance of the Hellsing and Iscariot groups was simply a cameo. A means for me to give a glimpse into Isabel's backstory while I work on the actual story these events allude to. This is why I told you last chapter was entirely optional to read because it was filler. And for those who feel I've lost track of what I'm doing with this story, I ask you to keep reading. If, after a few more chapters, you still feel the same, let me know, and either stop reading or in a PM suggest ways I can better my writing. And also, remember this story is called 'Revival of Soul Magic' with a concept like this, a lot of things won't seem to come together properly until your given all of the pieces. With all this said, read, review and enjoy.
Harry yawned as he and Daphne walked down Diagon Alley. "Why are you so tired," she asked.
"Lost track of time with an anime marathon," said Harry. He shook his head to try and wake himself up. Daphne shook her head.
"And that's why Aunt Lily removed the tv from your room. Wait, how did you manage to watch it without waking your mom?"
"She and Elijah were out on a date that lasted till about 2 in the morning. I heard the car rolling up to the driveway and quickly hid my tracks before heading to bed."
"You know, you won't be able to get away with that for long, right?"
"Let me have this, please. I've finally had my punishment ended and don't want to jeopardize my freedom."
"Then maybe you shouldn't talk about your marathon out loud," said a voice above them. They looked up and saw Luna and Isabel floating above them, Luna using her magic to keep them afloat. Isabel was eating a bag of chips as she sat next to the Seer. "Hey, where's Bookworm, Mini-Me, the Police Girl and Animal Lover?"
"Susan is with her aunt," said Harry. "Amelia is due soon and she won't leave her side. Tracey preordered her things because she didn't want to walk around all day."
"And my sister is waiting at Eyelop's. Wanted to browse beforehand and Dad is a sucker for her puppy-dog face," said Daphne.
"So Cyrus is here. Why am I being forced to watch you brats?"
"Because we own you," said Daphne with a grin.
"Because you love us," said Luna.
"Because you're bored with nothing to do till your penthouse is done in a week," said Harry.
"Hmm," said Isabel. "False, false, true."
"Too bad," said Luna as she dropped Isabel on her ass.
"OW!" Harry snickered as Isabel stood up and glared at him. "Ungrateful little…"
"No threatening my son, Whore," said Lily behind her. Isabel and the kids jumped and turned around. Lily was standing behind them, wearing sunglasses and massaging her head. Isabel grinned and sidled up to her.
"So, long night, Lily?"
"It was, so do not push me."
"Oh, I wouldn't dream of it." She reached into her purse and depressed a bullhorn. Lily groaned and covered her ears. "Oops, sorry! Thought that was something else!" Lily glared at the dhampir before walking ahead.
"Mum hungover," said Harry. "Never thought I'd see the day."
"Can we get moving," called back Lily.
"Coming, Mum!" They followed after Lily and Isabel looked at her.
"Since you're here, can I go?!"
"No."
"Oh, come on! They're not my kids!"
"What did I say when you barged into my home at the beginning of summer?!" Isabel sighed.
"Do whatever you said…"
"Then do so!" Harry sighed as Lily rubbed her temples after shouting. He walked over to her.
"Never known you to get as wasted as you were last night."
"I know. Me and Elijah were just having a bad night. We'd been treated terribly at three restaurants and decided to go to a bar instead. One Sam happened to be in and she and the friends she was with offered to buy us drink after drink, and we lost track of it all. Poor Elijah is still sleeping off his hangover in our room."
"'Our room' now," asked Daphne. She and Isabel grinned as Lily gave her a look.
"Daphne, I love you like a daughter, and in the future you will be, do not push me when I'm like this. Like the whore you seem attached to, you will regret it later on." Daphne shut up as Harry rubbed the bridge between his eyes.
"Mum. I know the hangover is making you irritable, but can you tone it down? It's not good for anyone when you're this agitated." Lily sighed.
"You're right, Son. Luckily, I brought a calming draught for this situation." Lily reached into a pocket and pulled out a small vial before downing its contents.
"Hey, Potter," called a voice behind Harry. He turned around and saw Millicent Bulstrode running over.
"Hi, Milly," said Daphne.
"Hey, Daphne."
"What's up, Millicent," asked Harry.
"You're a Parseltongue, right?"
"Yes, why?"
"When we get to school, I need your help with something. It has to do with why I stayed in Slytherin."
"What is it?"
"Not here. Just wait until we get to school, please."
"Alright. Whatever you say. You here getting school supplies as well?"
"Just finished. Oh, just a heads up, Gilderoy Lockhart is in Flourish and Blotts. Unless you and your mum want to be swept up in his publicity stunt, I suggest you stay clear." Daphne and Hermione blushed and smiled at the mention of Lockhart and Isabel giggled manically. Harry groaned.
"I doubt we're not being given much of a choice, now. Thank you, Millicent."
"Sorry. Didn't know they were fans." Harry flicked his girlfriends foreheads and they glared at him as Lily slammed a book from Hermione's bag on top of Isabel's head.
"OW!"
"Head out of the gutters, Whore."
"Stop calling me that!"
"I would, but Harlot was already taken by Mr. Anderson."
"It's not like he means it, unlike you."
"Since you three are adamant about going. Let's make it quick. In and out, no book signing, and no, Hermione. We're not staying for hours on end so you can read what we can't buy. We'd be here forever, otherwise." Hermione looked betrayed but sighed and nodded. Lily led the way as Isabel's giggling resumed. Harry looked at Luna.
"Surprised you're not freaking out, Luna."
"I know what's going to happen today. I just want to see it for myself."
"See what?"
"Spoilers…"
"Can you at least come down? I don't like having to constantly look up to talk with you."
"Ok." She landed and kissed Harry's cheek with a smile. Millicent looked at her.
"So this is Luna, huh? Nice to meet the infamous Moon Child."
"Pleasure to meet you too, Ms. Bulstrode," said Luna. They made it to Flourish and Blotts and saw a line for the book signing extending outside, a crowd of women in their middle ages huddling around a table.
"See that," asked Harry. He gestured to the women and to Isabel who looked eager to join the group. "That's the sign of hopelessness."
"Unless you want your blood to boil, Brat," said Isabel, eyes never leaving the group. "I suggest you stop talking."
"Let's just get the books," said Lily. They walked into the store Lily having put temporary Glamour Charms on them so they wouldn't be instantly recognized. They walked into the store, passed the author obsessed women, and over to the aisle of books filled with the Hogwarts textbooks for all years. All except DADA.
"Why are the DADA books not listed in the list," asked Hermione. "Or even listed here in the store?"
"I think Dumbledore said the new teacher would be supplying them this year," said Lily as she looked through a potions book. Harry picked up one of Lockhart's books out of boredom as Blaise and a woman entered the shop.
"Should've known you lot would be here," said Blaise.
"Oh, hey, Blaise," said Daphne. She curtsied slightly. "Mrs. Zabini."
"Pleasure to meet you, dear," said Blaise's mother. "And please, call me Chiara." Lily shook her hand with a smile as Harry flipped through the book with concern, mind enhanced as he did.
"Good read," asked Blaise. Daphne and Hermione turned to their boyfriend as Luna stood a bit to the side, eyeing the table the crowd was surrounding. Harry went through another book and stopped as he saw a date. He opened the previous book to a seemingly random page before comparing the two. He turned to Hermione.
"Mione, define autobiography, please."
"It's your history as written by you. Why?"
"These books by Lockhart all have the word in them, meaning they're all written by him and are about his exploits, right?"
"Yes. Why?"
"I think I see where you're going with this," said Blaise as he took the books. "Let's see… this one set in Brazil, hunting Balams in Brazil in September of 1986… He took the other book. And this one… studying the effects of radiation on magic in Japan in the exact same time frame." Isabel's ears perked up and she turned to the Italian boy.
"Give me that!" She took the book and looked at the page he was reading. "No. No, no, no. I know this study. I was part of it! And these findings, they were…" She snapped the book closed and Harry saw her eyes glow slightly. Harry placed a hand on her arm.
"Calm down. Let's see if we can get some answers out of him, first."
"If I start getting violent, stop me," she looked to Lily as she spoke, and the former redhead nodded. Harry took the books and made his way to the group, looking for answers as his family followed. Blaise's mother turned to him.
"They're quite lively, aren't they?"
"This isn't even them with the rest of the group. They're much more lively then," said Blaise. Harry found himself sneaking close to the front of the group and being pushed aside by a cameraman.
"Out of the way, boy!"
"Watch where you're going, Prick!"
"Harry," shouted Lily, ignoring the migraine even as it disrupted her control on her magic. "Language!" Hearing the name Lockhart looked up from the autograph he was signing and turned to the voice before noticing Lily and Isabel and their attention not on him. He turned to the boy and recognized him right off the bat.
"Well," shouted the man. Harry groaned as he noticed the Glamour was gone. "Harry Potter! As I live and breathe!" He moved to the young soul mage and brought him to the table, arm around his shoulders with a wide grin on his face and a grimace on Harry's. "Come to get your books signed by your hero, dear boy?!"
"Funny, you don't look like Neil Armstrong…" muttered Harry. "Actually," he said loudly enough for everyone to hear. "I have a few questions about your books. If you could just…"
"Of course!" Gilderoy Lockhart grinned, not listening to Harry as he signed the books in Harry's hands. He then turned to Lily and Isabel and strode over to them. "Well hello." He bowed to them, forcefully taking Lily's hand in his own and bringing it close to his lips. "Gilderoy Lockhart at your service." He tried kissing it, only to be met with a blade of blood right in front of his eyes and a stalagmite of earth aimed at his crotch.
"Back away from my friend, Creep," said Isabel as she brandished the blade in front of him. He backed away slightly, grin never faltering as he turned back to Harry and the cameraman. "Get a shot of me and Mr. Potter, if you will! I have an announcement to make and then I must be off!" The women in the crowd groaned in disappointment, the few who saw what happened glaring at Lily and Isabel. Gilderoy smiled at his adoring, and rather fanatical, fans as he once again wrapped an arm around Harry.
"I need an adult," muttered Harry.
"I am an adult," said Gilderoy. "And, am happy to announce that I, Gilderoy Lockhart, Order of Merlin, Third Class, have decided to give my adventuring ways a break and take to teaching!" 'Oh, please don't be saying what I think you're saying,' thought Harry. "That's right, I've taken up the position of Professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts! I know there's supposedly a curse on the position, but I'm positive, I will do away with it in just my first week of employment!"
'Crap baskets,' thought the soul mages and dhampir. "Uh… before that," said Harry. "Can you please answer my question?"
"Of course, Harry! What is it you'd like to know?! How I valiantly took on the Balam tribe?! Vicious were-jaguars, those people were!"
"I actually am asking about the validity about that. See, in this book, you mentioned meeting the tribe, but in this book," Harry showed the other book he held in his hand. "At the exact same time, you were apparently in Japan, researching the effects of radiation from No-Maj devices on magic. I'm wondering how that is." Harry noticed beads of sweat start forming on his forehead.
"W-well," stuttered Lockhart. "You see… the answer's quite simple…"
"I've got a question," said Isabel. "Where exactly were you for that study on radiation? Because, I actually was part of that study. And it wasn't limited to just Japan. It was a joint research project headed by my close friend, may he rest in peace, Hiruzen Akagi. Brother of Danzo Akagi, who is the owner and founder of Akagi Industries in Japan. And the words you used in your autobiography, are word for goddamned word the same ones Hiruzen used in his research notes before he was taken from this world in a car crash. Not once, did I ever see you in that study, nor did your name ever come up about just who was doing the study for the sake of magical science. We constantly exchanged notes and theories about the subject. And you weren't part of it. So I'll ask you this once…" she formed a longer blade of blood, sprouting from her elbow, a cut she discreetly made as she spoke, and aimed the tip at his neck. "What the hell are you doing with my friends notes, and did you have a hand in what happened to him and his wife?!"
The entire shop went silent as Lockhart turned pale. Harry noticed Lockhart start pulling out his wand behind his back and glanced at Daphne. She nodded before moving her and Hermione into position. "Again, the answer is really quite simple…" he glanced at the exit and saw it was still blocked by his fans. He looked behind the women and saw a back exit. He aimed behind him, keeping his eyes on the women. "Cunfundo!" the spell hit his fans, confusing them slightly as he quickly aimed at the women. "Obliviate!" Harry and Lily moved in front of Isabel, Harry in front as Daphne and Hermione trapped Lockhart in ice and earth respectively. Lockhart watched with wide eyes as Harry shrugged off the memory erasing spell and Lily aimed with her own wand.
"Expeliarmus," said Lily as she aimed at Lockhart's. His wand shot into the air and into her own as Harry walked to the man and headbutted him in the nose, knocking him out. He rubbed his head as he turned to the shop keep.
"Kindly call the DMLE, please," he said as Daphne and Hermione dropped him. "Thank you."
"That had to hurt," said Millicent.
"Not as much as this will," said Lily as she grabbed hold of Lockhart's robes and heading for the back exit. "Coming, Whore?"
"Right behind you, Monster."
"Oh," said Harry. "Both of them. Expect a lot of blood…"
"And tons of screaming," said Daphne. The children shuddered as they heard Lockhart screaming as Tonks and Kingsley Shacklebolt walked through the shops Floo. Tonks shuddered as she heard the screams herself. Shacklebolt spotted Harry and the others and raised his hands.
"I don't even want to know. Just lead us to the perp and we'll be out of your hair." Harry heard another scream and looked around.
"Oh, no, he must be hiding under an invisibility cloak."
"Wherever could he have gone," said Daphne, both with feigned ignorance.
"It's not funny, you two." He looked at the back exit. "Ms. Lovegood, is Lily almost finished?!"
She watched as there was a crunch, making Harry and Hermione wince as Blaise exchanged a look with his mother. "Now they're done."
"They?"
"Look a distraction," pointed Hermione behind them. Kingsley sighed and turned around long enough for Lily and Isabel to drag him back in He forced Tonks to look away as well. Harry motioned to Isabel to wipe her lips and she wiped away a drop of blood quickly as Kingsley turned back. "Oh, he seems to have lost his cloak!"
"And seems to have castrated himself," muttered Daphne as she glanced at Lily.
"This better not be a common occurrence," said Kingsley as he lifted Lockhart off the ground and took him away. Tonks waved at her friends briefly. "Cadet Tonks! Step in line!"
"Yessir!" She hurried over to him as they prepared the Floo.
"This is them without the others," asked Chiara.
"This is them when they're angry and without the others. Mrs. Potter is scary on a daily basis. This is her when she's vindictive and angry, like with the trolls."
"I remember you writing about that, and the carnage of what was left. You've made some interesting friends, Blaise."
"Thank you, Mother."
"Maybe Tracey had it right," said Hermione. "Maybe we should all just preorder our supplies from now on."
"Then we'd miss all the fun," said Luna as she picked up a book."
"That wasn't fun at all!"
"It was for me."
"Anyway," said Lily, fixing her shirt and wiping blood off her hands. She turned to Chiara Zabini. "It was a pleasure meeting you, brief as it was, Mrs. Zabini."
"The same with you, Mrs. Potter. Ms. Daniels. I hope you have a wonderful day. Come along, Blaise." Blaise nodded, shook hands with Harry and followed his mother out of the shop. Harry turned to the shop keep as two Aurors came through to handle the confused fans of Lockhart.
"Sorry for the disturbance. We'll get out of your hair." He simply nodded as he watched the group leave his shop before sliding against the wall behind his counter to the ground.
(Hogwarts)
Albus was signing his normal paperwork when an owl from Kingsley Shacklebolt came into the room. He took the message and read it as the owl flew off again. Your new DADA professor just assaulted multiple civilians and attempted to Obliviate Isabel Daniels and Lily Potter for discovering his secrets. I suggest you find a new, new DADA teacher, No rest for the wicked, I'm afraid.
Sincerely, Kingsley Shacklebolt
Dumbledore cursed as he read the message. 'What the hell happened that he actively attacked them in public?! What secrets did they uncover?!. He started to pace, pondering the incident when he shook his head. 'No time to worry about that, right now. For now, I now need a new DADA professor to cover the lessons for the year. But who? Who would be willing to teach that subject here, especially after Lockhart didn't even make it to the school year! This curse is bad for the students education. I need a competent person to take control of the class. Elijah seems to be able to do it, but he has his clutches on Harry! I need to find a way to separate them!' Dumbledore looked through drawer after drawer for any DADA applications. Just as he was about to give up hope, he found one. Opening the file, he noticed the man came highly qualified and commended by Igor Karkaroff. 'This man seems promising. Durmstrang graduate, top of his class. Dark Arts expert, former Romanian Auror. I'll need to contact him immediately. There's not a lot of time before the year starts.'
(Azkaban)
A woman sat in her cell as the shadows whispered to her. "No!" She thrashed in her cell arms bound to her body. "The Dark Ones return! The Dark Lord slumbers and will be resurrected! I must help my apprentice! Must stop them!" She screamed as Dementors centered on her cell, bringing with them the familiar sense of despair. She thrashed again as she was surrounded by shadows. They acted as a shield as the Dementors flew away, searching for their meal. "*must grow stronger. must help apprentice. dark lord must not rise.*" She whispered to herself. Visions of a white crow and a black feathered avian circling as they fought for supremacy, a coiled serpent watching them from down below, waiting to strike the victor, filling her mind as she succumbed to the shadows.
(Author's End Notes)
Sorry for the shorter chapter, honestly it was supposed to be longer but stopping things here seemed alright. We're heading to Year Two next chapter. I know, another time skip, but other than Lockhart's unfortunate accident (insert evil grin here) nothing was supposed to happen after the camp. I only skipped over the camp because other than learning affinities and trying to better control their Soul Magic, the group hadn't learned anything new. Because of this, a time skip is necessary. Thank you for sticking with the story so far. I promise you, now that we're approaching the more… violent years, things are going to shift. First Year reflects First Year in the original story, introducing you to the concept. Now, I can bring my ideas into full force. Bear with me, guys. I promise you there is a plan in place for what I have right now. Don't forget to leave a review, and your opinion of what I have so far. Until next time, Y'all!