We're back, everyone! Wow, this has been a long ride, hasn't it? How many chapters around Hogwarts? And now we're back in the North Blue!
T^T I'm so happy! …Now what can I screw with around here?
Just to let everyone know (or remind you guys at this rate) I do plan on writing a separate story of drabbles based on this fic. Whether it be raising Atticus through the years or their antics at Hogwarts, possibly even be before Atticus was even born. Each chapter may take place at a time or location completely different from the previous or next. There will probably be no order to it. I can try, but promise nothing.
I will also happily take in any suggestions, as well as make a few stories that are based off a character in a previous chapter saying something. Example: Neville mentioned Doflamingo tilting portraits. But I will take in suggestions and hope I do not disappoint.
Disclaimer: Don't own Harry Potter or One Piece.
Claimer: Atticus and Estrella are both mine! Mine!
Here the Chapter Starts
Arms stretched upwards then out with a satisfied moan emerging from pink lips. "I don't think I ever slept so much," she commented, earning a chuckle from her watching husband. She was informed earlier by Aster that she was unconscious for a couple days. "God, I missed home!" Inhaling deeply, she took in the smell of the sea-salted air, listening to the waves lapping at the ship.
"It feels like we were gone for much longer than we should have been, though it wasn't," Doflamingo chuckled, wrapping his arms around Evelyn's waist and pulling her to him. He was glad that she finally woke up. Everyone was working themselves into a frenzied worry. "Senor Pink headed home the other night. He said he wanted to check up on his family after we were gone for so long."
"Can you blame him?" she chuckled, looking up at the grinning blonde.
"No," he replied. "I let him go. I wonder, though, how often he plans on doing this. The more we travel, the further we go, the harder it will be for him to make it home."
"I'm more worried about how he'll be if his wife finds out that he's a pirate, and she hates pirates," Evelyn sighed. "It actually makes us seem normal."
"That's a scary thought," the blonde said lowly, looking over the familiar ocean. "You seem much more relaxed now, my rose."
"I am, asshole," she giggled. "We're back home on the North Blue. Everyone is safe. And if we are lucky enough, we won't have to go through that bullshit again."
"Fufufu, well, we did kill two major figures."
"And they better be damn grateful, the bastards!"
Here is a line!
"Look, Estrella, this home!" Atticus announced, holding his winged serpent in the air. "North Blue!" After coming back home, his Mama didn't wake up and he didn't want her to wake up alone. Even though his Daddy was there the whole time, he wanted to be there, too. Now that she is awake, he can finally show Estrella their home.
"Wow," the snake said in awe. "There is so much water. And the sky is so clear."
Atticus giggled, cuddling his snake back to his chest. "You have big wings," he informed her with a smile. "You grow big and fly one day."
Estrella's wings flapped a couple times, not muscled enough yet to carry her very far. The boy let go of his agathodemon, letting her hold herself in the air with strong flaps of her wings. "Maybe I'll grow really big and take you flying with me," she told him happily. The boy beamed happily, practically glowing from the thought.
"Uh-oh, now you've put the idea in his head," Aster commented from his spot behind them.
"Well maybe I can, I just need to get bigger!" Estrella huffed, lowering herself to the deck slowly. "Why can't I change my size like you can?"
"Because I'm an old, old basilisk," he chuckled, earning a giggle from his mistress's child. "And you are still just a hatchling."
"Just you wait!" Estrella declared, her wings opening as wide as she could while she reared up. Compared to the six-foot basilisk staring at her almost boredly, she was not making much of an impression. "One day, I am gonna be the biggest snake ever! And I will take Atticus flying! I'm going to be the fastest and strongest in the entire sky!"
"Yeah!" Atticus cheered, clapping his hands. "Estrella be best snake ever!"
"I thought I was?" Aster asked, feigning hurt.
"You basilisk, Aster. Mama say you not snake. You not count!"
Here is a line!
The polish wood rolled on her palm, warm to her touch and powerful. She placed it down on the tabletop then the ring before the folded Invisibility Cloak she refused to leave behind again. The items all gave off a certain feel to them, one she could not place. It almost chilled her to her bones, but also felt like determined reassurance.
Small hands reached up onto the table, followed by a small serpentine head. The little hands grabbed the cloak and pulled it off the table, two different giggles trying to be shushed on the other side. "Atticus, Dell," she called softly. "What are you two up to this time?"
Dellinger slowly peered over the top of the table before ducking back down. "Nothing," he replied.
"Uh-huh, so why take my cloak?" she teased, leaning over the table to stare down at the two boys and the winged serpent around Atticus's shoulders.
"Shiny," Atticus replied, holding it up for her to see.
"Yes it is, but sweethearts, it is not a toy," she chuckled, reaching down and taking the shimmering cloak from the two toddlers. "This is very special to me, so no playing with Mama's things. Okay?"
"Yes, Mama," Atticus pouted.
"Okay, Mama Rose," Dellinger agreed, sulking next to the younger blonde child.
"I'm only making sure you two don't hurt yourselves," she assured them with a soft smile, placing the cloak back on the table before reaching down with both hands and ruffling their hair. "Some things out there are dangerous and I don't want you thinking one of those bad things is a toy. Like the cannonballs. Dell, those are dangerous but you threw them like they were toys. They could have hurt someone badly. Do you two understand what I'm trying to say?"
"Yes," the two replied in unison with small nods of their heads.
"Good, I'm glad," she chuckled, still smiling at the two before pulling herself back up. Laying across the table like that was starting to hurt her lower back. "Now, it's almost lunchtime, so let's go see what Mama can whip up."
"Yay!" the boys cheered, jumping to their feet and running from the room.
Evelyn moved to follow, but paused and looked down at the three items. With a small sigh, she scooped up the ring with the black stone and stuffed it into her pocket. If this is the Resurrection Stone, like Aster seems to believe it is, then maybe she now has a way to help Law. It may end up hurting more than helping at first, but perhaps it can offer him something.
Here is a line!
Lunch was a relaxed affair, something that they had a hard time enjoying since arriving at Hogwarts and staying there for so long. Evelyn made sure some food was sent down to their sedated and caged werewolf. There was no point letting him starve before getting him off to a slave trader. They even took the liberty of putting a slave collar on him, and thoroughly explained what it would do should he try removing it or escaping.
The children were at least having enough fun to start a food fight among themselves, though some adults did end up being hit by a stray vegetable projectile. Law was the only child to not participate, except to have a valid excuse to throw his bread roll across the room. Due to their antics being the main reason for the mess, the children were the ones set to clean up once the meal was done. Even Atticus and Dellinger were to help pick up some of it, though were set to collect whatever was under the table.
Evelyn watched over them with Jora, making sure the children did not deviate from their task or try to start making another mess. Dellinger came running out from under the table, chased by Atticus, both holding squished greens. The flapping Estrella encouraging their antics was not helping the situation any. Aster simply watched in amusement from the top of the table.
"Boys, you're supposed to clean, not make a bigger mess," Evelyn corrected them.
"Okay!" they replied, ducking back under the table after throwing away what they held.
"Children are such fun at times," Jora commented with a small smile.
"Fun, sometimes," Evelyn agreed with a fond smirk. "Troublesome, definitely. But we would not have them any other way."
"Too true, dear Rose, too true," the older woman giggled.
"Look, Law, I found your roll!" Baby 5 exclaimed happily, holding it up in the air.
"I don't care," Law informed her, sweeping up some of the smaller pieces of food into a dustpan. "I don't even like bread. Besides, it's covered in germs by now." He dumped the load into the trash bin then placed the pan back on the floor. He was about to return to sweeping up the mess when Evelyn called him.
"Law, could you come with me for a moment," she asked, though it sounded more like an order. "Aster, stay with the children and make sure they stay out of trouble. Jora, you can keep an eye on the kids. Right?"
"Of course," Jora replied with a wave of her hand. "Who are you calling a mermaid princess?"
Giggling, Evelyn patted her shoulder as she rose. "None other than you," she replied with a playful grin.
"You should not tell me such things," Jora scolded, raising a hand and pressing the fingertips to her forehead. "It will all go to my head at some point."
Law rolled his eyes as he followed the giggling raven from the room. "Come on, I think you would prefer this to be more private," she said, nudging her head down the hall.
"What is it?" the sick child inquired, looking up to the woman.
"Hopefully, a surprise that will give you some closure," she replied with a secretive smile, placing her hand on his head and rubbing his scalp through his hat. "If this works, I think it is something you truly need."
"You're not making any sense, Mama Rose," he informed her, a dusting of embarrassment coloring his cheeks when he called her by the name the other kids call her.
"You'll see," she giggled as she opened a door, revealing the empty study that Doflamingo usually worked in. His absence meant he was either on deck, sparring with another member of the crew, or having a meeting with the executives elsewhere. "Make yourself comfortable," she told him as she went to the desk.
Placing himself on the cushioned chair, he looked up to see her pick up a thin book. "I'm too old for story time, you know," Law stated with narrowed eyes when he saw her open it and flip through the pages.
"Good, because this story is short so we can get to the point," she pointed out, scanning over the page's contents. "It's an old legend that turned into a children's story back in the wizarding community. A story of three brothers, all with magic, outsmarting Death by conjuring a bridge to help them cross a raging river that would have killed them. Death gave each a gift of their choice, already thinking of ways to get to the brothers eventually.
"The eldest asked for a wand unlike any other, one that would be unmatched and conquer all who oppose him. He bragged about his gift and the power-hungry nature of humanity started the chain. The new holder of the wand only possesses it because they killed the previous. The second brother wanted to see his deceased love again, so asked for a way to bring the dead back. Death gave him a stone that allowed him to summon the spirits of the deceased. He killed himself in grief after a while, watching the ghost of his love despair over being on the plane of the living when she was still dead. Death collected the souls of both brothers. The third brother asked for a way for Death to not see him. Death gave him its personal Invisibility Cloak, which concealed him until he removed it once he was old. He passed the cloak down to his son and it had been passed on ever since."
"A story like that for kids?" Law skeptically commented, his lips twisting in disgust. "Wow, people there were more screwed up than I thought."
"You have no idea," the woman agreed, snapping the book close. "Law, I am telling you this for a reason. And I do believe it is something you need. I just hope you'll be careful." Reaching into her pocket, she pulled out the ring holding the black stone. "Aster thinks that I now possess all three gifts; one inherited from my father, another handed to Doffy by Shacklebolt without either knowing what it even was then he gave it to me, and the third came to me when I killed Dumbledore."
Kneeling in front of the sickly boy, Evelyn held out her hand where the ring was laying. It took some work, but the curse she felt laced on it was now removed, so she felt it safe for him to use. "The Resurrection Stone, able to bring back the spirits of the dead. But never let them linger because they will only be reminded over and over again that they're gone. It will drive you mad and cause them grief."
"Why are you telling me this?" he asked, looking down at the shining stone curiously, and warily.
"Closure," she answered as she gently grasped his hand and placed the ring into his palm. "If this works, you can have some final words with your family. They can tell you things that they wished they had more time to say, and you can tell them what you've been wanting to tell them."
Slowly, his hand balled around the ring, clutching it tight enough that the band dug into his skin. He inhaled shakily, locking his gaze with hers.
Evelyn gave him a small smile and a nod of reassurance. "I'll leave you alone, if you want," she told him softly.
Shaking his head, he told her, "No! I mean…can you stay for a little bit?"
Kissing his forehead, she nodded before rising to her feet and going over to the desk. Sitting in the chair, the raven-haired woman watched the child gaze at the hand grasping the stone in thought. With a deep sigh, his eyes squeezed shut and his fist shook. For a moment, nothing happened.
Then three misty figures formed around him, two tall and one shorter than Law. The figures started getting clearer until it showed a man with dark hair, Law apparently takes quite a bit after him, a woman with light brown hair, and a small brunette girl that looked to be about eight. They looked around curiously before noticing Law on the chair, who still had yet to open his eyes.
"Law!" the woman gasped, kneeling down in front of him.
"Hey, son," the man greeted with a smile.
"Big brother!" the little girl cheered, wanting to jump on him but phased through and floated above the floor.
Law slowly opened his eyes before the lids snapped as wide as they could in shock. "Father," he choked out while the ghost girl was getting back up. "Mother. Lami."
"You're still alive," the man noted happily. "That's good. We're glad you made it out of Flevance."
"But…but you…all of you…" he sobbed, tears spilling from his eyes. "You're all dead!"
The woman smiled gently, placing her hand against his cheek like she probably did in life. Evelyn did not doubt the hand would have gone through him if she did not stop it from continue on until it felt flesh. "I'm sorry, Law," his mother said softly. "We wanted to get to you and Lami."
"The soldiers came much faster than we expected they would," his father stated. "Law, we promise, we would have done anything to get back to you and your sister."
"Lami's dead, too, because of me!" he exclaimed harshly, earning a frown from his sister. "I hid her in the closet from the soldiers! I told her to stay there and wait for me! They burned the hospital down, with her still inside! She died because I left her there!"
"I don't blame you, big brother," the girl, Lami, told him with a smile. "You were just trying to protect me. You didn't know those bad men were going to burn the hospital."
The tears streamed down his face, mucus slowly dripping from his nostrils. Law furiously wiped at his face, trying to remove the salty water and snot. "I'm sorry!" he cried. "I wish I died with the rest of you!"
"Never say that again, son!" his father firmly told him. "You're alive because you endured. Because you outsmarted the soldiers and escaped. Our time has ended. I'm sorry we left you alone like this. But know that, no matter what, you are our son."
"And my big brother!" Lami cheerfully added.
"And we will always love you," his mother finished. The woman turned to the silent Evelyn, who kept her head down and eyes closed. There wasn't much she could do for her hearing, but at least she was trying to offer some privacy. "You will take care of my son, won't you?"
Emerald eyes slid open. "As though he were my own," she promised.
"Thank you," the man said with a grateful nod to her. Turning back to the still crying Law, he smiled at him. "Law, you have to let us go now. Live your life. Just remember that we will always love you and we'll always be proud of you. No matter what you choose to do."
Law fought back a hard sob, rubbing his eyes furiously. "I love all of you, too," he told them. "I won't ever forget you. No matter what!"
A sad smile fell upon Evelyn's lips as she approached the sobbing child. "Law, you have to let them go now," she softly informed him. "You can't keep spirits here. It's more harm than good."
"It's alright, Law," his father assured him. "We'll always be here for you."
"I miss you, big brother, and I love you!" Lami told him happily.
"We all love you," his mother promised.
Law choked on his sobs before dropping the ring, unsure of how else to cancel its power. The three spirits faded, smiles of reassurance and love on their faces. His sobs soon turned into full-out crying.
Evelyn scooped him into her arms before switching them so that she was on the chair and he on her lap. The sick boy clutched her coat, crying loudly into her chest, fat tears pouring from his tightly shut eyes. "I know it hurts, honey," she said gently, rubbing his back as tears started trickling from the corners of her eyes. "It hurts now and it will always hurt, even if it is just a little bit. But at least now, you can move on, knowing that they love you still and are watching over you."
Here is a line!
"Did something happen with Law?" Doflamingo asked, Atticus riding his shoulders again with Estrella flying circles around the giggling toddler. "He seems more depressed than usual."
"He just had a moment that he sorely needed," she replied with a smile. "For right now, he may think it was done to hurt him. But as time passes, he'll realize that it helped."
"What was it?" the blonde asked, ignoring the winged snake landing on his head.
A secretive smile and a wink were given to him in response, but his wife did not say another word about the matter. "Anything unusual with business?" she asked, completely changing the subject.
Allowing it, he picking Atticus up off his shoulder and placed the laughing boy on the floor, Estrella gliding down to join him. "Nothing too bad happened while we were gone," he replied, tickling his son's sides.
"Daddy, stop!" Atticus begged through his shrill laughter.
"Nope!" he denied, his tickling fingers traveling up and down the boy's sides.
Atticus tried to fall to the ground and curl into a ball. "Mama, help!"
"You're on your own with this one, honey," she giggled behind her hand.
Here is a line!
Law approached her while she was cooking supper, his head down and his hands clenched into fists. Aster watched him closely from his post on the ceiling, wrapped around a rod that Evelyn had set up for him so that he could see everything without worrying about being stepped on.
Evelyn covered the large pot filled with bubbling water and boiling vegetables. A small smile on her lips, she looked down to Law. "Hey," she greeted. "You okay, Law?"
He did not vocally answer her, and for a moment, he did not move. Within a blink of an eye, though, he hugged her tightly. "Thank you, Mama Rose," he whispered then released his hold and ran from the kitchen.
The woman blinked before letting out a soft chuckle, turning back to the stove.
"You used the stone for him," Aster guessed, lowering his head slightly.
"He needed to have that closure with his family," she explained. "Don't worry. I don't plan on using that stone very often. And I may need to hide it from Law just so he doesn't disturb the dead more often than necessary."
"Just what kind of situation necessarily needs contact with the dead?" the basilisk asked as he butted the back of her head with his nose.
"You never really know," she shrugged, ignoring the bump in favor of checking on the cooking meat in the oven.
"I don't think I want to," Aster sighed as he pulled himself back up to the rod. "Such a situation can not often amount to a good result. What you did for Law, however, just may have." He watched her move around the kitchen with precision, more relaxed with her cooking now than before. "Are you sure you don't need any help?"
"I do love cooking," she assured him with a soft smile. "Even when the Dursleys would torment me over it. I actually do enjoy working in a kitchen. It's kind of calming to me."
"Also, it makes it easier for you to poison anyone who crosses you," the serpent snickered.
"It wasn't poison!" she defended before huffing in indignation. "It was a laxative."
"Hell hath no fury like a woman's scorn," Aster commented knowingly before jokingly adding on, "Especially when she cooks your meals."
Here is a line!
A week had passed in somewhat peacefulness. The children were still trained. Doflamingo still conducted his business as though he never left, cleaning up a few messes that got cocky due to his absence. Marines had not even discovered them. At least, not yet. Mole or no mole, it would only be a matter of time in the end. There was only one sea king attack, which was taken down with just a flick of Doflamingo's wrist. They ate what they could of the beast that night.
All in all, Evelyn was waiting for something to slap them all across their faces. Things upon their return to the North Blue were simply going too well. Her internal alarm was not sounding off to alert her of anything within close proximity of them that could pose as an actual threat. It did little to calm her this time around, especially since it was nothing more than a persistent buzzing in her ears right now. Enough to tell her something was going to happen, but not enough the make her restless and pace.
Emerald eyes watched a ship pull up next to them, a man she assumed to be the captain staring out to the El Flamenco and standing on his own deck like he had a purpose. "Hey, asshole!" she called out, earning a glare from the newly arrived captain, thinking that she was insulting him personally instead of calling her own captain.
Doflamingo leapt down from his perch on top of the flamingo's head, grin in place as he regarded the ship next to them. "You're late," he commented, stepping towards the railing.
"We had some trouble with the marines, sir," the captain explained stiffly.
"I think they still do," Evelyn lowly informed her husband, standing by him. "I don't know how many, but something isn't right."
Nodding in understanding, the tall blonde casually looked over the deck of the visiting ship. Some of the men kept their heads down, shadowing their features. Others looked to be grasping weapons tightly, thinking their rifles and sabers were out of sight.
"Fufufu, I see," Doflamingo chuckled. "And to spare your own skin, you decided to bring them to us."
"I don't know what you're talking about," the captain denied, sweat gathering on his brow.
"Have Aster sink the ship," the blonde said to his wife. "We don't need back-stabbers or cowards. They're bad for business. We'll find a more trustworthy shipper."
"Wait!" the captain pleaded before falling. Something had impacted the ship hard enough to rock it.
"He's already working on it," Evelyn replied with a smirk before giving them a cheerful wave. "Have a nice swim, gentlemen. Watch out for the sea kings!"
Aster shot from the water between the two ships, several men falling to the wooden deck upon seeing the large serpent, some smartly looking away. Wide yellow eyes stared down at the crew before the large maw opened, revealing several sharp and venom-filled fangs. With a loud and angered hiss, Aster dove head first onto the deck, breaking through the wood and continuing on until he made it through the bottom and back into the sea. Water surged into the ship, flooding it floor by floor. The weight of the water started dragging it down, men scrambling to evacuate before drowning.
"Let's set sail, I have a few calls to make," he told the others, heading back inside.
Evelyn sighed, sitting back down on her reclined deck seat. "At this rate, we'll never find anyone to take the damn wolf off our hands," she grumbled. "Full moon is in a few days and I don't want him near the kids. It's hard enough keeping them out of there."
"If we still have him when the full moon gets here, what are the chances of him getting out of his cage?" Lao G inquired curiously. "G!"
Evelyn hummed gently then looked to the door. "Silver will keep him back," she replied, returning her gaze to the older man. "It's like kairoseki for devil fruit users. The difference is that kairoseki weakens devil fruit users and saps their powers. Silver actually burns a werewolf if they touch it." With a slight huff, she rose from her seat again. "Maybe there is something made of silver in the treasure room. If we don't have anything, Greyback will break out of his cage and we either get bit and turn into werewolves ourselves, are killed, or we kill him."
"Will you need any help looking?" Gladius asked.
"No, I'll manage," she replied as she went inside.
Here is a line!
For a brief moment, Evelyn wondered when the treasure room became a playroom for the children. Baby 5 was wearing various pieces of glittering jewelry, acting as though she were posing for a camera. Buffalo was lifting various treasures, various pieces she may add. Law was practicing his sword fighting skills with a blade from one of her vaults, the golden hilt holding three dark sapphires and the blade itself long but thin. Dellinger and Atticus were stacking ingots into a fort around the drowsy Estrella, who had her wings tucked to her body that was coiled loosely.
"Enjoying yourselves, children?" she chuckled, her hands on her hips as she regarded the scene in front of her.
"Mama!" Atticus called happily, jumping to his feet and running over to her. He smiled up at her as he grabbed hold of her legs. "Look, Mama, Dell and I make fort for Estrella."
"And it is very well done, sweetie," she assured him, picking him up and placing him on her hip before planting a kiss to his forehead. "You and Dell are doing such a good job!"
Her son giggled in response, wrapping his arms around her neck and burying his face into her shoulder.
"Question for the older children," she announced, looking to Baby 5, Buffalo, and Law. All three turned their attention to her. "Have any of you noticed anything made of pure silver while digging through here?"
"I found some bracelets and rings!" Baby 5 chirped happily, running to the jewelry pile to look for the mentioned items.
"A couple of the swords look like they're made of silver, but I don't know how to properly test the material," Law replied, putting his sword back on the wall before grabbing one that looked to be made of nothing but silver.
Evelyn put Atticus back down in order to look over the weapon better. The weight was slightly heavy and the color tone suggested it was, in fact, silver.
"Why not use those, dasuyan?" Buffalo asked, pointing towards the pile of sickle ingots.
"That silver isn't pure," she explained, still examining the sword. "I can take one of them to see if it will work, though. That would make things a lot easier."
"What do you need silver for?" Law asked as Baby 5 approached with sparkling silver-colored jewelry.
"It's getting close to a full moon and I don't want to be caught unprepared with Greyback in a holding cell," she explained. "Werewolves are hard to manage if they are not dosed with a certain potion that I have no clue about because I never learned it. Guess you could say that I left before I could. Anyway, the cage is holding him right now, especially since we keep him sedated. But if he changes with the moon here like back there, then we need a way to properly restrain him before he gets lose on the ship and either turns or kills everyone. From what I hear, he has a nasty habit of biting children. He may try starting a new pack here."
Nodding in acceptance as she finished scrutinizing the items, she took about half the jewelry from Baby 5, stuffing them into her pockets, while placing the sword on her shoulder. "These look the most promising, but I need to see how much they can affect him. Behave yourselves in here and don't let those two fort-builders get hurt."
"Yes, Mama Rose," the three answered.
Here the Chapter Ends
I was thinking of doing a time skip to a point I am sure everyone is waiting for to see whether or not I change a thing. I suppose we will just have to see. Greyback isn't going to play a very important roll from here on, probably a mention once or twice.
Basically, this chapter was them going back to their regular lives and the scene for Law. I will admit, I wrote that and I almost cried.
Now…shall Corazon live or die? I ain't telling! Mwahahahaha! XD
You guys gotta wait until next week to find out! If I manage to get there next chapter. Still not sure what I will do just yet. Let me know what you guys think! Ja ne, minna-san!
Lookie! Lookie! Review Replies! Let's go see them!
frankieu: Eh, what they don't know won't hurt. But yep, Dumbles and Voldy dead.
vanzphantomhive: This is actually my first story involving gender bending. It's been a lot of fun and I was really nervous about posting it. But everyone seems to enjoy it, so I'm glad that I did. ^^ Welcome to the story!
xxMockingbirdxxx: Though all that will be a long way off, I already have some plans for the whole Marineford thing concerning Ace and all that. Though that is an awesome idea! ^^ As for Atticus coming to that realization that late, no. He leaves home because he already wants to be his own person and such before joining Luffy's crew.
MathiaSweetSlaughterArkoniel: Gah, gotta hate when trying to do something and everything around you says 'no'. Though I like the Xemnas pic.
TheREALMightyKarma: Oh man! I thought I got them all! DX
CoomanderTetra: Well if Corazon gets his hands on Arlong…if he survives in the first place…
magical fan18: I like CoraBell. You don't get to see much of either of them beyond flashbacks, but I just get this feeling that they did know each other and that, if possible, they would get together. Corazon, well, you'll see whether I stick with canon or do something else next chapter.
Austin (Guest): The Donquixote Family already has a mole in the marines. Besides, I think Bellemere retired from the marines when she took in Nami and Nojiko. Evelyn may never meet Bellemere, kind of depends on how close Roci will let the crazy side of his family get.
FallenNiji: That will be a while off, still. Kind of working out that scene.
Guest: If you haven't checked already, fair warning. A lot of my fics are mainly yaoi. I may have one or two more that are hetero. And most of them have not been updated in a very long time. This is a story I ended up getting very committed to, so the Sunday Updates will keep up until the story ends. Then after that, some side stories while I try to get started on the sequel. I'm happy to hear that you're enjoying the story so far. And if you left around chapter six (I think), then you missed a lot. At least you're caught up now! ^^
raigalcc: Actually, if I have the timeline right, Bellemere is still alive when Corazon gets found out. I think that she died when Nami was ten, but around the time Corazon is discovered, she's roughly five, maybe six, years old. So right now, still alive. I'm using Nami's age because she's the only one I can get a semi-absolute reference to concerning age. She was eighteen when she met Luffy and had been (basically) enslaved to Arlong for eight years. So I think she was ten when Bellemere died. And since Law was thirteen when Corazon was found out, then he's twenty-four when we actually see him in the anime, that means about eleven years between point A and B. Nami was eighteen, Law was twenty-four, so when Bellemere died (Nami at ten), then Law would be roughly sixteen. If I am wrong anywhere, then please correct me.
Phantom Trainer: Sequel and Side Stories. Because Side Stories are a lot of fun.
Zaralaan: A few things will still be canon. But a lot will still be changed up. Dressrosa? Still gonna happen. Corazon and Law? You'll see soon enough. And depending on what I do in this story will depend on how it affects the sequel.
salsas100: Yep! Dumbles is dead and the Wizarding World is left behind all over again! XD Now…what shall they get up to?
Draco Oblivion: Doffy was making a point. And everyone saw it. Then Evelyn made a point. And even more people saw it. If they try summoning them again, they kind of deserve whatever these two will do in retaliation.
yukino76: Neither. Bellemere may never meet Evelyn or Doffy. At least, not any time soon.
Axel Fones: That is one way to put it.
Guest (#2): If everyone wants to see Evelyn and/or Doffy meet Bellemere so badly, I can probably write a short story about it. But she won't be meeting her in this story.
Tears of Hearts: Corazon's fate has been decided. You guys just gotta wait for it. Because I'm evil! XD
Alex2909: Of course they killed Dumbles. Was there any doubt?
I see you see: There never is much to base off of. Unless it's a canon pairing, and even then I don't see it. I just thought that this would be a lot of fun and it has been! ^^ I'm glad you've been enjoying this story with me.
Guest (#3): A) Hermione is still young and stupid and very sheltered. She doesn't see killing as a good thing, period. B) Wow. You really thought all that through. Trying to keep up and I am pretty sure I understand what you're saying. If I am, then it makes total sense. C) They can't justify it and Neville more than likely did break away from them. After all, without Evelyn there as a glue to keep everyone together, they just fall apart unless they're plotting buddies. D) This is the last time we see Fenrir. Maybe he dies from silver. Maybe he's sold into slavery. Maybe we will never know.
E) Short story, she does talk to him and basically tells him that she does not want him anywhere near her. That will show up in a collection of short stories when I am done with this story. I work on them as I write this one, but I feel that some would make some more sense after this story is done. Already finished that one. F) Master of Death is a title and nothing more. At least, according to JK Rowling. It just means that she understands death more so than anyone else.
G) Safer to just kill him. Evelyn, with that crowd, would not have the time to try and strip him of his magic. The barrier would have only lasted for so long. H) Aww, was that the end of the jabbering? I was enjoying it! XD But you're right. Tons of plot holes w/ Dumbles, tons of things he could have done yet still just sat back and sucked on lemon drops (yuck), and just not be a good guy in general. I thought he was a good guy at first, but re-read the books and around Book Five (kind of struggled with that one, it was so slow and boring!), I started to see just what an manipulative asshole he actually is. Then got to the sixth book and everything about this guy's manipulative antics come to light. Harry just didn't see it. Or anything else. He just followed. Blindly… Wow…I think we may need to make your reviews a little shorter. XD
harlequin320: Sorry, but you're gonna wait for a bit to see if I claimed any possibility later on. ^^ Just a few chapters, though.
XBurningXDragonX: Wow, if that ticked you off ending last chapter there then you are gonna hate me later. XD But yes, I do enjoy the suspense.
Elfin69: No, Neville and Luna did not travel to North Blue with them. And as I told others, some things just remain canon, but you won't know how far the extent is until I actually post it. ^^ 'Cause I'm evil.
Azaira: Generally when I tell someone 'Thank you' or 'I'm trying', it's in response to a comment in their review. They know what it's for. Otherwise, if there aren't any questions or notes that I feel like I should reply to because they're just telling me 'good work' or anything along those lines, I thank reviewers in that last line. And it isn't four pages. At least one, sometimes two. For long responses, they can get longer. And the 'Huh? Say what now?' response was to a review I did not understand. And I never did get a response explaining their remark. No one else seems bothered by them. Just you. Besides, it's obvious where the replies are so you can just skip over them and ignore them if they bother you so much. No one is telling you to read them. I even leave a line above them all saying that they're review replies. Do you do this to everyone that replies to reviews like this?
Minaly22 (Ch 19 Review): Even if a Stretching Charm was used so that any future babies Evelyn could have had would have more space to grow, there are still other factors to consider. Such as how much the baby will take from her, the weight of the baby, and other such things. Room for it to grow does not mean that everything else can be ignored. Everyone else just prefers to ignore it when they use that in their stories.
Vangran: I completely agree. What good is a watcher over the Wizarding World's Savior when that watcher can't use any magic and/or is ignored when any concern pops up. Though I think that if Snape was the watcher, he may notice things even through those heavy-blinders. Not to mention, Petunia would recognize him, too.
Thanks to those of you who reviewed! DarkRavie, LunaSunFlowerLily, buterflypuss, Sailor Pandabear, nopparitari, and Minaly22. You guys are so awesome! ^^