Hey everyone,
Remember what I said about not adding the date to the top of each chapter? yeah, because of that has the rest of this story been running on wrong dates. The date that was originally on top of this chapter – was the day before this story started. Remember that last line of Luxord. It said the TWENTY-SEVENTH of January.
I can't read,

Venquine1990

Chapter 25
Lea's New Job – Hogwarts

29th of January 1996
Destiny's Haven
Sirius' POV

Sora, Riku and I all got out of bed much earlier than I normally would, but we all have the same reason; excitement over how my son now daughter will look when she comes out of her bedroom. Because of this are we all seated at the couch I found Sora and Riku hiding at 2 days ago, our eyes aimed at Harry's door.
And when Harry finally comes down the staircase do I feel like I have clones besides me instead of my son and his mate as all three of us drop our jaws in shock at how incredible my daughter looks, the new dress she is wearing accentuating her gorgeous, still-developing features as well as bringing out her striking facial features.

Long wavy brown hair of which a small part flows just enough over her face that it covers her scar, but doesn't trouble her eyesight, almond shaped eyes that are slightly curved up at the outer ends, pure brown eyes with hints of grey, a button nose, curved lips with a perfectly full upper lip and finally a slim neck that is hidden by her hair.
Her shoulders that prove she moves around on her broom a lot, she has a near perfect hourglass figure, legs of which the ankles almost disappear into the feet, making my daughter's legs look endless, arms long and with a small curve at the elbow allowing for my new little girl to move them with an almost natural grace and style.

All in all my girl can only be described by two words that Sora whispers: "She's a natural beauty." Making a soft sheen of red show on my daughter's cheeks and Riku smirks as he says: "Lea is not going to know what hit him when he sees you, especially in that dress." And to that my daughter twirls on her axis and asks:
"Isn't it just gorgeous? I love it – and my new body. It just makes me so happy." And while I actually feel as if I am listening to a female James thanks to the tone and timbre of her voice, can I only smile greatly with tears of loving joy starting to prick in my eyes at how happy my little girl is and I stand up, moving over to give her a warm, loving hug before I ask the one vital question:
"Have you thought of a new name yet?" And my daughter turns red again as she says: "I did. I – I actually stayed up for a whole hour last night just trying to think of one." We all look at her for this and she happily smiles at us each in turn before she says: "Jessica Artemis Potter. Jessica after mum and Artemis – I am a Black."
And for only the fourth time in my entire life am I actually happy to be of Black blood, the first time being when I realized that James and I were meant to be, the other two being when Sora and Harry were born and then Jessica lets out a soft excited squeal that just sounds too cute for words as a portal of Light appears near us.

Lea's POV

Xion really helped me calm down before bed, which was followed with yet another night filled with dreams of my beloved Firefly, all dreams are of my beloved Harry with potential female looks. They are also all filled with all kinds of things we do together, dancing, picnicking, me teaching her how to use her Keyblade and other things, even a few with the others involved.
And while my sweet little Kitsune looks different in each dream, does he still look gorgeous, precious and very lovable and I woke up feeling quite curious and excited over which of my dreams will be coming true regards my new mate's looks. Yet after breakfast and upon arrival through Destiny's help, does it take me only tilting my head a little to the left before I spot her with her new looks. And after one single look can I think only one thing:

"My dreams did not do her justice." And just the fact that I now think of the gorgeous Kitsune as a female after knowing him as male for 48 hours makes me only more confident that I am meant for him and I smile at her warmly as I admire her gorgeous new form and how incredible that simple blue knee-length dress looks on her.
The stunning girl looks just as happy to see me and she twirls, causing for the skirt of her dress to swirl around her knees as she asks: "You like?" And I happily move over to her, softly lying my hand in the back of her neck, her slim neck apparently the perfect form for me to do so and I softly peck her curved lips before I whisper:
"You are like a phoenix flying over a rainbow atop of a spring field of flowers. And does this incredible human form of beauty have a name?" And while I love seeing the color of my signature element coloring her cheeks does she say: "Jessica Artemis, after my mum and because Star names are a Black tradition."

At this I give her yet another kiss to prove just how much I agree with her decision, yet then hear the versatile voice of Lady Destiny as she says: "Show her to them. You still have one last job to do before you can harvest your reward." And instantly, with my arm still around her, do I turn to her father as I ask: "So, who's left?"

Fifteen minutes later
Great Hall, Hogwarts
Hermione's POV

Ron, Ginny and the twins have been the center of attention for everyone in Gryffindor since their return from wherever Lea send them to and while they managed to keep the location of where they were brought to secret, which made me know they were taken to London, had they told us the most incredible tale. All four of them had sworn Oaths of Truth before telling us and many of those around me had understood why after hearing the tale.
Harry is the son of James Potter – and Sirius Black, who is actually his Veela mate, yet kept it secret because of the horrible bond between himself and Walburga Black, his mother. And what's more, James and Lily Potter never died on Halloween as they instead moved to a school that is even more infamous than Hogwarts and left clones behind that were made out of Lily Potter's talent for Charms and Potions and who were the ones Voldemort killed so long ago.
And now, thanks to someone other than Lea contacting them, did the two return from the supposed dead and are they staying at London with Ron's family, though Ron only mentioned that they were staying with his parents and I realized the other part myself and did they join in when Percy was taken down the well-deserved pegs, even though Percy himself didn't seem likely to believe that they were who they said they were.

Yet while I am incredibly shocked to hear that the Potters are among us once again, part of me fighting the fear of what Voldemort might do once he finds out and while this actually makes a lot of people who have been openly calling Harry names remember that their murderer was supposed to be Voldemort and wonder if Harry really was lying about the monster, is there one other aspect to all this that I keep thinking back on.
"With James officially bonded to Sirius, the Minister will have to declare Sirius innocent as anyone with any knowledge on Veela knows they could never turn against those they magically recognize as family. Harry will actually get the family that Voldemort and the Ministry have been trying to take from him for so long. And Sirius is with Harry right now, so when Harry comes back he'll actually be used to having a parent in his brother – and a brother too."
And this fact makes me enter the Great Hall with great glee as I can only imagine how happy Harry was when he himself realized this, an emotion that I know is becoming more and more scarce for my best friend over the last few months, yet only a few minutes into breakfast do we all get shocked greatly. Yet the shock is less for the Gryffindors as we all recognize the portal of Darkness for what it is and my friends and I shout:

"It's Lea! He's back!" And this stops some of the teachers from drawing their wands and from the portal the same bulky older teen with spiked red hair appears, a relaxed, intrigued smile on his face and he gives us all a two-fingered salute as he says: "Good morning. Here for another job, though this time – I get to stay here."
And instantly everyone who was in the Transfigurations class yesterday along with all of the Gryffindors look intrigued, while the rest look confused and Lea pulls a paper out of his coat before he asks: "For this job, I need Hermione Granger, Albus Dumbledore, Neville Longbottom as well as Minerva McGonagall.
I will also need Narcissa Malfoy and something called the Members of the Potter Alliance. Could all these people please show themselves to me?" And while I wonder what Harry could want with this group, do I stand up and move over along with Neville and several others that can only be members of this so-called alliance.

Yet among them I do spot a few of the people who were very adamant on not believing Harry in either Second, last or this year and who have often, afterward, swore they would change or make up to him for it and never did and so I can't help but think: "Yeah, some alliance." Yet I don't voice this and when I arrive at the stage upon which the Head Table is set, do I see that neither Dumbledore nor McGonagall has come up.
And then I feel like groaning in absolute disgust as a fake female voice coughs just as fakely and Lea turns an inquisitive eyebrow her way as she stands up, which as usual doesn't make much difference, before she smiles at him her horrid smirk, making me know that she considers him just another person she can intimidate or for who she wants to make life difficult and says: "I'm sorry, but I don't think students should gather around a Dark Wizard like you."
And instantly I feel like hitting myself on the head as I can already tell that the woman is planning to undermine whatever Lady Destiny send Lea here for, probably because Lady Destiny is protecting Harry against her, yet Lea doesn't seem to be really impressed with the woman as he carelessly crosses his arms over his chest and turns to her as he faux-politely asks: "And what makes me a Dark Wizard, exactly?"
"Dearie, you are wearing a very intimidating black cloak." Umbridge simpers, her tone proving she thinks Lea dumber than Crabbe and Goyle combined, yet Lea just turns from her to the rest of the staff with his expression silently asking them: "Is she for real?" Before he suddenly says: "Eehhhhhhh." And then points an all-saying thumb our way as he asks: "Aren't we all wearing black here?"

And this makes Neville and me smile at each other and purposely look at each other's black robes with red trim while a lot of students who hate Umbridge with the same level we do hold back snorts, before the vile and nasty woman herself proves that she is determined to win this fight as she, with her voice sounding less simpering, asks: "And what of that portal you used to break in here? That was still Dark Magic, wouldn't you agree?" Yet Lea doesn't answer her.
Instead he looks behind him and snaps his fingers, actually causing for another portal to appear behind him yet the minute the woman aims at it and shouts: "AHA!" Does Lea snap his fingers again and the portal opens up, showing a gorgeous pathway made out of pure white, azure blue and baby pink lights merging together brilliantly.
"That's not Dark magic, that's Twilight magic." Neville says and everyone nods and voices their agreement while Umbridge glares at the relaxed Lea, who looks back at her with a gaze that clearly says: "You don't scare me, lady. Don't even try." Making me think: "Now that is the kind of attitude we need against that woman."

Making me again annoyed with the teachers – especially McGonagall – for their lack of public support or even private help and protection of our rights against this horrid woman before Lea turns a questioning raised eyebrow at my Head of House and Headmaster before he scathingly asks: "You two seriously planning to go against the request of Lady Destiny?"
And instantly the two look shocked before hurrying their way around the table. Lea then looks at the rest of the Great Hall and says: "I know you are all quite inquisitive over why I'm here, but for now – this is all a personal matter. The only reason I called on them here is because Lady Destiny told me. Got it memorized?"
And with that do I instantly see that everyone else has lost most of their interest in what this could be all about as the majority of both the teachers and the students nod and turn to mind their own business or discuss things with those sitting near them before Lea turns back to the teachers and asks: "Any private place we can go to?" And when Dumbledore offers his office, do I frown at this and ask:
"Are you sure, sir? Considering the portraits and all?" Yet the man smiles at me, his smile slightly condescending of my intelligence and making me want to snarl at him as I get that kind of behavior more than enough from Umbridge he says: "No worries, Mss. Granger. The portraits know the difference between gossip and personal information. Please, everyone, this way."

And while I share a disbelieving look with Neville, does Ron then stop me from passing him as he whispers: "They're going to get it, trust me." And this makes me look at him as he says: "Lea stood up to my mum." And instantly I know that there is nothing and no one Lea can be stopped by and this makes me smile at my friend. And while I know that I have been preaching that we should trust the teachers, has that more so been to keep up my friend's moral as I no longer truly believe this.
I then catch up with the rest and when we have all taken a seat at the circular office, does Lea, who has kept standing and has taken place next to one of Dumbledore's glass cabinets, speak up and say: "Okay, so – as some of you here already know – I have a list of topics that Harry cares about, but doesn't feel is up to him to discuss.
However, Lady Destiny does believe that he is seeing things how they are and feels that these are indeed points that need to be addressed. Just keep this memorized; not all of these points will be pleasant to realize or hear about. But Lady Destiny wants them dealt with or she wouldn't have made me my little Firefly's messenger boy. Got that memorized?" We all nod and this time Lea pulls a small set of notes out of his coat before he says:

"Here are the points as followed. Hermione, you have a good drive about learning on you, but you might want to start realizing that, like there are many different topics and classes, there are many different ways to study and what might work for you, can work for others as well – but that doesn't always mean they enjoy that method. You can continue to try and help them, but try to help them find theirmethod of studying, it will help everyone, if you do."
This, at the end, makes me cringe as it's something I did often think about, only for my drive to succeed and help my friends makes me just discard this notion and Lea looks up at me as he asks: "Let me guess, you're the smartest in your year and try to teach others the way you get the subjects you like to study for?"
Yet while I am amazed that he thinks so highly of me, do I shake my head and say: "Not exactly. I'm just close friends with Ron and Harry, yet I often study way harder and sooner than they would and probably more too. I just – both studying and those two are important to me and –." Yet the older teen smiles and says:
"And you like sharing your favorite hobbies with those close. Trust me, I get it." Making me smile at him before I say: "I – I do sometimes realize what Harry wants to help me learn, but – but then my drive to prove myself and my need to see my friends succeed with my help – they just take over." Making him smile at me again and he says: "Try that little bit of advice. It came from someone who knows you as well as Harry does." And I instantly realize he means Sirius, making me smile.

He then turns back to the list and says: "Albus Dumbledore, if you really call yourself Harry's guardian, why aren't you fighting people like Rita Skeeter from slandering him or disgracing the tragedy that you all believed to be Halloween fourteen years ago? Why are you not defending his rights as a person?"
The man looks shocked and then Lea seems concerned and confused as he turns to McGonagall and asks: "Minerva McGonagall, if your House is supposed to be like your family – then where is Gryffindor's mother?" And the woman looks just as shocked as the Headmaster, yet I can't help but think: "Good question."
Yet Harry doesn't seem done with her yet as Lea suddenly turns angry and asks: "I'm sorry, but – am I reading this right? You made Harry believe that you had bought him an expensive gift to celebrate something great that he did – yet you did it with his money and behind his back? And you're supposed to be some House's mother?"

At this Neville and I share a shocked look, yet McGonagall seems unwilling to accept this attack on her potential doing something wrong and says: "I do not remember ever doing that." And Lea looks back at his note yet I spot a strange look flit over his face, as if he thinks up a plan that makes him smirk for just a second before he asks: "You used his money to – buy him a broom? Since when is cleaning equipment expensive?"
However this makes every Gryffindor in the room look shocked and I screech: "YOU USED HARRY'S MONEY TO BUY HIM THAT NIMBUS? WHY?" And just by looking at her do I know that the woman just lied to all of our faces as she suddenly looks like a cat that has been caught pulling the milk out of the fridge.
"Please, don't blame Minerva for this one. I did not know of the things Lady Destiny allowed us to find out and assumed the role of Harry's guardian at the time of this event and thus I gave her permission." Yet Lea seems not to take this for an acceptable excuse and snarkily asks: "Behind your charge's back?" Making the man cringe and Ron puts the finishing touch on it all as he whispers: "Even I don't think that's right – and it's a broom!"

Lea then focuses back on the list in his hand and his anger gets replaced for concern as he asks: "Who's Neville?" And my friend steps forward, Lea looking between the boy and the note and finally Neville asks: "What did Harry want?" And Lea's answer shocks us all as he says: "To help you overcome your abuse."
"I'm not abused!" Neville instantly retorts, yet Lea and I share a look as we both think the same thing: "That response came way too fast." And we nod before I think back on what could ever make Harry believe this when I suddenly remember the first conversation we all had with each other at the start of our very first year.
"Neville, you told us this yourself. Dropping you off a pier, hanging you out of a window by your ankle. All of that is abuse, Neville. And I know you said it was to bring out your magic, but those methods are just wrong." And to my relief does everyone around me, even the teachers, nod in agreement with me.

At this Neville looks troubled and Lea looks at him thoughtfully for a few minutes before he hums, puts the note back in his pocket and then says: "Hey Neville, come over here." And when my friend comes to stand before him, does he shock us all by summoning an amazing, fiery looking sword right out of thin air.
He then hands the hilt to Neville and says: "In your hand, take this key. So long as you have the makings, then through this simple act of taking, its wielder you shall one day be. And you will find me friend – no walls will contain you then. No more borders around or below or above, so long as you champion the ones you love."
And while I am utterly amazed by the brilliance of what sounds like a rites of passage speech, do I feel as if a wave of light has passed through us all the minute Neville puts his hand on the hilt of the incredible weapon with the same look on his face as the one that has been on his face when we're training for the DA over the last few weeks, the way his eyes widen proving that some kind of power must now be surging through him.

Lea smirks at him as he sees this and nods, calling back the fiery looking blade and Neville and Lea share another glance where Lea seems to prove Neville he really does trust my friend to be worthy of this incredible new power and weapon, yet at the same time I can't help but notice the concerned look shared between the two staff members.
Neville then goes back to sit with me and Lea says: "Okay, I have three more problems I need to confide with you and then – I will have a total two hours to spend with my beloved Firefly. Oh, before I forget." And with that does Lea seem to pull something out of another pocket of his and he says: "Here Hermione, you first."
And I take the picture, wondering what he could have to show me, yet when I look at it, do my eyes widen as I see a gorgeous young girl my own age, who is wearing a soft blue knee-length dress with thin shoulder straps standing next to a boy who is a year older with brown hair and a boy two years older with silver-white hair.

"Who – who are these?" I can't help but ask and Lea makes me feel like my whole world has been turned upside down as he smiles with warm love in his smile and a fire of warm love shining in his eyes as he points from eldest to youngest and says: "Those are Riku, Sora – and the new Jessica Artemis Potter – aka Harry."
And because the others had been gazing over my shoulders do I feel Terry Boot's jaw dropping onto my shoulder as he hears this as well as cringe as Parvati and Padma scream their shock right into my ear, making me pull away from all of them before I let out a yelp of shock as the photo actually gets summoned out of my hands by the Headmaster.
The man himself, as he catches the picture, actually turns white as a ghost and he asks: "Why and when did this happen?" And Lea shrugs as he says: "Harry apparently felt jealous of someone named Parvati for her gorgeous dress, has since desired to be a girl and James gave him the potion that changed his gender overnight. Besides, surely they already told you this themselves. Did you perhaps forget to keep that memorized?"

And while I look at the girl that apparently inspired my friend to make this startling change and the Asian girl herself asks: "But why didn't Harry ever tell anyone else about this? Why did he hide this desire for a whole year?" And while the duration seems to have been something Lea didn't know about, does he say:
"Ah see, that brings me to my other points. Apparently, according to what I heard, Harry's fame has gone to so many people's heads on such a high scale that they actually turn on him if he doesn't life up to their expectations or, should I say, the title of Boy-Who Lived. Kind of hard to do that if you desire to be a girl, don't you think?"
And while Parvati nods, can I not help the accusing glare that I throw at Terry and a few others that have come with us as they are definitely guilty of causing my friend this problem before Lea says: "And yet, this apparently isn't the only kind of pressure my precious Firefly is suffering from, though I find this one more unfair."

And again he turns a stern gaze at McGonagall as he seems to recite the next message and says: "Minerva McGonagall, do not ever expect someone to be like a person they never met or have no memories of – if you are not at the same time willing to provide background on said person you wish another to emulate or live up to."
And yet, while I suddenly remember all the times that the woman would first smile at me in pride and then glower at Harry in disappointment, does McGonagall seems unfazed by his words and asks: "Would you care to elaborate?" Yet this time I have had enough and ask: "WHAT THE HECK IS WRONG WITH YOU?" And everyone looks at me shocked, yet my concern for my friend and my anger at the woman merge together, making me boil over as I snap:

"Lea here is trying his hardest to make everything better for Har – Jessica. To make her happy and to make sure she doesn't get all the crap she has had to deal with for the last 4 years when she gets back from Destiny's embrace and mission, who, like Lea, is doing your job for you. And yet, instead of showing any decorum or decency, you treat him – THE WAY YOU SHOULD BE TREATING THAT NO GOOD BITCH UMBRIDGE!"
I scream at the top of my lungs, having had enough of her off-hands approach in regard to the woman, having reached the end of my limit with how I feel about seeing Harry suffer and not seeing the woman even take notice of it and when McGonagall says: "Mss. Granger, that is a completely different matter. My hands –." Do I furiously interrupt her and shout: "SO YOU LET OUT UNDESERVED ANGER AT SOMEONE DOING YOUR JOB!"
And with that I seem to have hit the woman where it hurts as I snap: "The last time we saw you at the common room was in our third, the one year the danger and threat levels were at their lowest. Now there is something hurting and breaking your House from within, someone actively hurting the one student you and that man over there say you are working so hard to protect and you don't even have the guts to come show us your support?
Your House is like your Family. Gryffindor, the House of the Brave and Loyal. Sorry, I'm not seeing it. I see someone who expects an orphan to be her supposedly dead mother and I see a Headmaster who wants a ten year old one day and a hero of his own caliber the next. Merlin bless Lady Destiny for her intervention. Because it's not Voldemort, the Death Eaters, the slandering or even Umbridge that cause Jess to suffer most. You two made it necessary."

And with that do I storm out of the room, not really caring for whatever else Lea could have to report and more than ever understanding where Jessica was coming from when she shouted at Ron and me little over half a year ago as suddenly, with my rage pushing away my trust in the staff, I can clearly see all of the times they actually failed us. I rage through the school and thank my well-trained memory for having remembered my schedule.
Yet as I furiously take my seat at the desk next to Lavender at Charms, do I try not to let too much of my anger show as I know that there is a major difference between the people here in class with me and out there in that office; these people didn't let Jessica down or give Lady Destiny a real reason to take my friend from his bed in his sleep.
"You okay? Where are the others? What happened?" I hear Lavender ask and I hate myself as I snap: "Later, after class." Yet Lavender seems to understand that my anger is not aimed at her and I hiss to myself: "Now I get why you were so furious with us over summer, Jess. I wish I had been more supportive back then. That I had picked you over – him." And with the silent vow of never again do I focus on Flitwick's lecture, needing something to calm my anger.

Lea's POV

"That girl has some fire in her. I could easily make her my apprentice in Fire Based magic if she feels like it – along with that Ginny girl. Got to keep that memorized." Goes through my mind alongside everything else the girl said as it proves how badly all of this is necessary before I turn my focus back to the woman that apparently is the cause for the girl's temper to blow up as badly as it did and who looks rooted to the spot.
"Looks like someone hasn't had a student tell her she's in the wrong in a long time. Heh, seems like it's about time her ego got knocked down a peg. Now to finish my mission and have my two hours of utter joy." And with that do I turn from the two shocked adults, to the teens in the room and hear them muttering their agreement as well as a few comments on times that the woman let my precious Kitsune down over the last few years.
"Those points were totally out of order.""He was in the Hospital Wing because she wouldn't listen to his warnings.""We were able to accuse him of being the reason his parents were dead and she did nothing.""I heard she approved a detention into the actual forest." The lot mumble with each other and Ron nods every now and then, proving their mutterings to be true.

This makes me smirk as it proves much fortune for when Firefly is done with what Lady Destiny wants of her and yet while part of me hopes that, this time, they will hold onto these opinions of theirs, do I say: "The only two messages I have left are to you lot. Please know that Ron was Harry's first friend ever – and I do mean first friend ever – and that he really loves his family name – even now that she is actually Jessica Artemis."
At which some of them look at me confused and I state: "Prove your part of the alliance, when she returns approach Jessica in her hour of need or when she seems to want to get to know you and realize that she doesn't easily socialize because of her troubled past. Her fame here – counts for less than nothing in the world she grew up in as that is the Muggle world. Keep that memorized and use it to the good of the Alliance."
And just by the confident nod I get from Neville and the determined look in the eyes of both young Ron and the girl I now know is named Parvati thanks to Hermione looking at her do I know that the three of them will work their hardest to come true to these requests, yet when I see the adults want to object, do I say: "If Jess can't count on the adults, I will at least make sure she can count on the Alliance." Before I phase out of the room, not willing to hear any lousy excuses.

And there you go.
And I will admit, I wasn't too happy with the original, but that just makes me all the happier that I get to do all this editing. I am much happier with this newer version, even if there are only a few edits made here and there. Though I definitely love the whole message-delivery part of the whole chapter a lot more this time around.
Jay for me,

Venquine1990