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Full Summary— When Mila Potter dies at the hands of Voldemort during the Final Battle, she receives a choice; To Die in this world and live the rest of her days in another; or to live and fight. Naturally, she chooses the first option, and ends up appearing in the Gardens of the Phantomhive estate, to be found by Ciel and his otherworldly butler. When her magic binds her to the Demon Butler, things just might get interestingly complicated. After all, where a Potter travels, Chaos & Trouble follow.
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Prologue
"Mila Potter, The Girl-Who-Lived. Come to die." It wasn't hard to hear him say softly, voice quiet in the eerie silence of the forest as the Death Eaters Quieted and she could see Hagrid tied down and likely knocked out. She tried to console herself by saying that maybe it would be better that way. Nothing to guilt her into fighting back. When she agreed to this because she was tired of it. Oh how tired she was.
She mentally flicked her forehead and told herself to focus, and it was all she could do as she looked back at her executioner and saw him raising his wand at her and briefly, but not for the first time, wondered if she could have turned out just like him, could have ever joined him. And she knew the answer, deep in the depths of her mind where all her dark secrets laid, that she would have, given the choice.
There was nothing she could do as she the poisonous green jet stream of light flowed out of the wand directly at her- well nothing she wanted to do at any rate. She felt a rush of fear for one moment just before the light made contact with her and then an overwhelming sense of calm envelopes her and she smiled at him right before the Avada Kedavra hit her.
And then nothing.
But there was one thing she should've remembered as she walked into the Forbidden Forest that night, discarding the Hollows. All Legends Have An Origin.