NOTE: Okay, right now I'm testing waters with this story. If I got a good response, I'll continue.
Also, I know I said I'd be moving to AO3, but I would hate to lose my wonderful readers here . So, here I'm after a long time bringing forward a new story for you guys. I'd be updating Consequences pretty soon too. I just finished with CA: TWS. So, lemme know what you think in the reviews.

NOTE 2: I've aged Zuko by a year so this would be the age of the characters.
Aang: 12 Katara: 14 Sokka: 15 Zuko: 17 Iris: 19

Number 12, Grimmauld Place.

This place has had a long history. Firstly brought by the magical family of Blacks with generations of those making this place as their home. The last Black to have lived here was Sirius Orion Black, a former Azkaban escapee and a martyr to the Second Wizarding War in 1996. But he most certainly was not the last person to make it their home.

The front door opened and closed as lightly as the person could. A sound of footsteps echoed through the old and dusty hallway before a young girl of 18 appeared in the living room and settled on the couch, burying her face into her hands, not caring about smudging her makeup, not that she wore much.

"Welcome home, Mistress."

She looked up at Kreacher, who had brought her a glass of water

"Thank you" she muttered with a soft smile, took the glass, finished it in one gulp, and returning it to him, leaned back. She tucked a strand of her yellow-platinum blonde hair behind her ear as she stared into the fire.

What was she doing? Just sitting around sulking and moping. Sure no one expected the Iris Potter to just jump back to her 'Saviour' duties within two weeks of the end of the war, but what they were expecting was also surreal.

Kingsley, who had been chosen as an interim Minister until a new one or he as diplomatically appointed, had made it very clear that her first priority should be healing and becoming healthy. But how was she to do that? With media, journalists, and fans following her wherever she went. Seriously Daily prophet had become a huge pain in her ass, always asking for her comments on this, thoughts on that, her upcoming actions and Merlin knows what non-sense

Ron and Hermione were in Australia, looking for Hermione's parents. Fred was gone. George had become rather detached from everyone. The whole Weasley family needed time and space. Luna was still in the hospital. Was it selfish of her to wish for some shoulder to cry on?

The last two weeks had been pretty hard on her. After the war had ended and she had been given an all-clear from Poppy, she had gotten into rebuilding the Wizarding World. It also meant she was expected to attend every single funeral and Ministry events. Don't take her wrong, she felt like it was the least she could do, but attending all those events were just a reminder of what all she and the Wizarding World had lost just to prevent a madman's tyrant rule.

She pulled out her black sandals and pulled her knees closer. With a huge sigh, she called out for Kreacher

"Yes, Mistress?"

"I'm going to bed. If anyone comes looking for me, tell them I'm not here"

Kreacher nodded.

She picked her sandals and walked upstairs to where her room was. Entering, she made her way to the bathroom, slipped out of her plain black dress and lingerie, had the hot water started, got in the tub and relaxed, mulling over her existence

It won't be wrong to say that right now, Iris Annabelle Potter was having an existential crisis.

The first thing waking up in the morning, she got ready for the day. She took one looked in the mirror, contemplating whether she should tie her blonde hair or let it be free. It was during the run after Ron had left them, Iris and Hermione had managed to get in a wizarding salon.

She had chopped her long black tresses chin length and dyed them yellow-platinum blonde. Hermione, who had already chopped off her hair, got it dyed to black from her light honey color. Everyone was looking for a black-haired green-eyed girl and a brunette with brown-eyed. No one gave a second thought to a blonde green-eyed or black-haired brown-eyed girl. She had planned on going back to black once the war ended, but somewhere she liked the new look. The blunt wavy lob with side-swept bangs easily hid her faded scar and took a lot of attention off her bright green emerald eyes. So it was good enough for her. She knew Hermione was hellbent on getting her natural brown.

She pulled over a black jumper, dark blue jeans, sports shoes, and decided to get started with her day.

At Gringotts

"Name?"

"Iris Potter." She deadpanned

"You have an appointment with Sharptooth. Room number 109."

Iris turned and walked towards her destination. She was here to settle her agreement with the goblins. They hated that she broke in and stole something from them. Honestly, she wasn't looking forward to this meeting, but the bank had warned her that if she failed to show for a meeting, they'd freeze all their accounts and take it all of it for themselves. Had it been just money, Iris couldn't have cared less. But her vaults also had a lot of priceless family heirlooms. Merlin knows what the goblins will do with them?

The 18-year-old was having a tough time anyway without having to worry about her possessions. She knocked twice approaching the room

"Come in" came a voice from inside

She entered

"Miss Potter" Sharptooth gave her a cut nod

"Sharptooth" she returned the nod

"Please have a seat"

She obliged

"Usually when someone steals from us, we take rather very strict action. The thieves are banned from Goblin Nation and entirely all their possessions, whatever is registered with our records are claimed by the bank"

Iris nodded with a silent gulp.

"But…" he took a deep breath "We might make an exception this time"

Iris was pretty sure she stopped breathing.

"What?" she squeaked

"We are taking rather certain things into account when we were judging the crime you and your friends committed. You were at war. And according to Griphook, the item you stole was a Horcrux. An item so vile shouldn't have been in our vaults in the first place. And on behalf of the Goblin Nation, we thank you for removing the same."

"N-No problem" she replied a little stunned

"So instead of the usual procedure, we have decided to forgive the crime with only a small fine payment"

The fine amount wasn't big. Affordable. Turned out they all had to pay for themselves. She couldn't pay for Ron and Hermione.

So she paid for herself. Since she was responsible for some loss of the Goblin Nation, namely a dragon, she wanted to personally apologize for that to them all. Sharptooth told her it wasn't necessary but conceded that if she really wanted, she could write them a formal apology.

"What's troubling you, Miss Potter?"

Iris looked up from where she was writing a formal apology to the Goblin Nation.

"N-Nothing. I'm fine" she replied but internally winced when her voice didn't sound as strong as she wanted it to be

When Sharptooth she gave her a look, she stopped, kept the parchment, pad, and quill on the table and sighed. It was the first time in the whole time someone had asked her that question. So she broke down and told him everything. She had no idea how long she would have been bottle it all up inside her

Sharptooth listening to her entirely. Didn't stop her or question her.

In the end, he just said this

"Maybe that's what you need to do"

She looked at him surprised

"You said you wished you could go away and forget everything. That's what you need. Being in the spotlight is not easy. Especially if you defeated the Dark Lord and ended a 50-year-old war. To be honest, I find it highly problematic that the whole world depended on a teenager to do something so dangerous that even adults couldn't"

To say Iris was shocked would be an understatement. No one had spoken to her like that ever. Everyone had told her it was her job, her destiny.

"B-But I can't leave"

"And why is that?"

Iris opened her mouth to answer but nothing came out, which confused her further. She always told herself she cannot leave. But she never understood why.

"Your job was to defeat to Dark Lord, that was what the prophecy stated"

Iris nodded

"It never said you had to stay and traumatize further. The events in the past weeks have troubled you a lot. Leaving might be the best thing for you"

"B-But...But who will help in rebuilding the Wizarding World?" she sharply inhaled "What about Teddy?"

Sharptooth nodded "I cannot say much for your godson, I'm afraid. But as far as the Wizarding World is concerned, I believe you've done enough service to last a lifetime."

"Where will I go?" she said that in a very small voice "I'm so famous, wherever I'll go, people are bound to recognize me"

"Say, Miss Potter, have you ever heard of Multiverse?"

Iris looked at him, thinking. Hermione may have said something vaguely similar during their time in Hogwarts, nothing she could remember solidly

Sharptooth told her what it was

"so, I can go to a whole different world?"

"Yes"

"Can I return to my homeworld?"

"Why would you want to?"

"Teddy" she replied in an instant

Sharptooth nodded "You can return. Let me get some books so I can explain it better to you" He got up and left, leaving Iris to her thoughts

Iris thought that over. She wasn't sure people cared for her here. She was pretty sure the Weasleys hated her. Teddy, her godson, no matter how much she loved him, she thought it would be better if he grew up without her and her fame( at least for the time being) if he made his own identity and not as Iris Potter's godson like she had been known her whole life as Lily and James Potter's daughter. It only took fighting a war for people to know her.

Sharptooth returned soon with a huge tomb. He opened the dusty book and started explaining it all to her. At the end of a two-hour-long lecture, all Iris said was

"How and when I can do it?"

Another week was spent tying all loose ends. She wrote elaborate letters to everyone she cared about. And a bunch of Teddy for various ages, for the sole reason that she'd fail to show up for some reason, though she wasn't planning on it. She set a small trust vault for Teddy and another one for when he'll turn 11 and then 17. She opened another trust fund for anyone who was in genuine financial trouble. Her properties were to be sealed and not used. She was planning on returning on some point at the very least, even if it was for a day

She wrote one final letter to Kingsley and sent it with a barn owl and then made her way to the Gringotts. She finished whatever was left and sighed. No point in looking back now.

When she was done, Sharptooth brought forward two boxes

"What is in those?"

He opened the first one revealing a beautiful ring. It had beautiful greenstone in the middle with two white stone and two black stones next on either side, bound in what looked like platinum

"This is the family ring of the House of Potter, Black and Peverall. We took the liberty of combining them into one. Family rings are very important Miss Potter. At times, it can even be a good substitute for a wand, if the House Magic is strong"

Iris looked at Sharptooth, then at the ring. She pulled out her wand from her jacket's inner pocket, looked at it and then at the ring

"Yes the wand can be combined with the ring"

Iris nodded only to realize she never voiced her question

Sharptooth laughed "Worry not, Miss Potter. I'm not a seer. I just got the gist"

Sharptooth then proceeded to combine them both. He returned the ring to her, which now a very detailed carving of her wand on it now. She placed it on her right-hand middle finger, eyeing it. It was beautiful

"Now you can perform wandless magic" Sharptooth chuckled, making her smile a little "and from now on, you are officially Lady Iris of Houses Potter, Black and Peverall"

She smiled in return. Not that the title mattered anymore

"The other box?" she asked

He opened it, showing a black obsidian dagger. She picked it and looked over it. It was absolutely beautiful. Even had an inscription on it. She tilted the dagger and read it

"Alis Propriis Volat" she read and smiled "She flies with her own wings. It's beautiful"

Sharptooth nodded "It was an old family heirloom of the Peveralls. As the last Peverall, you inherited it"

"One final thing, Lady Potter." He clapped once and another goblin entered, carrying a small cage in his tiny hands. Inside was a baby blue Phoenix. Iris's eyes widened. She had never seen anything so eyecatching. She had an idea how rare Phoenix actually was and to get a blue one at that? She had only seen one more- Fawkes

"Phoenix have the ability to travel through dimensions at will. Please take this Phoenix from the Goblin Nation as a present and a token of good luck"

She took the cage, opened it, and inserted her hand. The baby phoenix studied her hand for a minute, before hopping on it. She pulled her hand and started petting it

For a quick second, the phoenix's eyes flashed bright green, similar to her own eyes, before turning back to black

"What was that?" she asked, slightly alarmed

Sharptooth smiled "That was a lovely bond being established between a witch and her familiar"

The phoenix chirped and snuggled to her, giving her a painful reminder of Hedwig

Taking a deep breath, she placed the dagger inside her boot and swung a small duffel bag over her shoulder

"I'm ready"

Never in her entire life, Iris thought she'd see the arch that took away her godfather. The mist was still there. And so were the voices

"Are you sure about this?" She asked gripping the bag tighter. The phoenix, she had to come up with a name, had made a perch in her jumper's hood. She could feel her presence, so that was a welcoming reassurance

"Certainly" Sharptooth nodded "Tonight is a special night, MiLady. It is a Conjunction of Jupiter and Sturn along with a Ursids Meteor shower. This will alter the planet's magnetization and affect the magicals. Tonight is one of the rare occasions when traveling through the arch is safe."

Iris nodded

"Uh…what are the odds that wherever I'll end will have magical people?"

"50-50"

"Delightful" she muttered

Sharptooth looked at the other goblin who was carrying some contraction. He said something in Goblin language and Sharptooth nodded

"The window of safe travel would be open for only 3 minutes"

Iris nodded

She still had the time to turn away. But did she want to?

"Now is the time, Lady Potter"

Iris looked at Sharptooth with a strong nod

"Thank you for everything"

"It's been a pleasure to be of your service" he smiled back

Taking a deep breath, Iris picked the phoenix and entered, letting the calmness pass over her

Iris felt something pinch her cheek and then something wet. Slightly groaning, she opened her eyes slowly. The first thing she saw a blurry bluebird on her chest

"Phoenix?" she tiredly muttered

The baby phoenix chirped and again poked her nose

Iris let out a tired laugh and gently got up, scooping the baby phoenix in her hands

She looked around and the only thing she could see for miles was snow and glaciers.

"Okay where are we?" she asked

The baby phoenix chirped and hopped to face a certain direction. Iris squinted her eyes and got up and her eyes widened. Were they penguins with whiskers and four flappers?

"Where the fuck are we?"

She was definitely not on Earth. Nope. At least not on her Earth

Shrugging to herself, she decided to walk. She climbed over a small snow heap and eyes spotted a smoke trail. Humans, she hoped and made her way to the village.

She was so glad to have placed some warming charms on her clothes, so she wasn't feeling very cold.

Approaching the village, she could see children running around, playing and various women working around. It wasn't a big village. But looked closely knit. A small smile formed on her lips

A girl noticed her

"Hi" she approached her. She dark mocha skin, brightest blue eyes Iris had seen. Her dark brown hair, almost black, was braided with two loops in front leading to the braid. She was dressed in a total blue palette and wore some thick stuff that looked highly comfortable.

"Hello," Iris smiled "Uh…I'm kind of lost and I have no idea where I am. I just saw the smoke and thought I could get some help"

"You are at the South Pole at the Southern Water tribe" the girl answered

That confused Iris. The South Pole, she could believe but what the hell was Water Tribe?

"Hey, who are you talking to?"

Iris saw a guy appear next to the girl, measuring her. He had a similar skin tone, same eyes, and wore the same types of clothes. His hair was tied back in a ponytail, sides shaved.

"Who are you?" he asked

"She's lost" The girl answered for her, sounding tired. It looked like a common thing between the two

"Or she could be Fire Nation, here to spy on us!" The boy told her, pointing a finger at Iris, almost touching her nose

Iris frowned and pushed the hand down "I have no idea what you just said, But I can assure you, I'm not from Fire Nation and I'm not here to spy on you. I'm a traveler. I got stuck in a snowstorm and hit my head pretty hard. I'm just lost. If you can just show me the way where I can find help, I'll happy to leave you all alone"

"Well we are the only village in the South Pole actually" The girl replied

"Oh" Iris muttered

"Are you okay, though? You said you were hurt" the girl asked, taking a step forward

Iris rubbed the side of her head. Now to think of it, it was slightly throbbing

"Just a little rough"

"Come inside, please. We can help. I'm Katara. This is my brother Sokka"

"Iris"

Once Katara looked over her and fixed her some food, she left. She was introduced to Sokka and Katara's grandmother, who asked to be called Gran-Gran.

She was sitting inside an igloo, regaining her composure. The phoenix, she really needed to think of a name, chirped and hopped inside the hood, snuggling to her neck.

It was then she heard the two siblings arguing again

"But she could be trouble!"

"For the last time, she's not Fire Nation. She's got green eyes, Sokka. That usually means the Earth Kingdom"

Iris frowned. Whatever was Fire Nation or the Earth Kingdom?

"If she turned out to be trouble, it's on you. And I will say, 'I told you so'!"

"Fine!"

Iris hated to be the reason for the fight between two siblings. So when Katara entered her igloo to check on her,

"If you guys want, I can leave the first thing in the morning" she proposed "I don't want to cause any more problems than I already have"

Katara's eyes slightly widened before she shook her head with a soft smile "Sokka's just a little paranoid. He's come around eventually"

"Thank you for everything" she smiled

Katara smiled back "No problem" and then stopped "What's that?"

Iris looked her shoulder from where the baby phoenix was peeking. She scooped her up in her hands

"This is….Neva. My phoenix"

Katara grinned and went to pet Neva, who got very comfortable under her touch

"She's beautiful."

"From what I've heard, they become more beautiful once they grow up" Iris informed

"where did you get her?"

"A friend gave her to me as a gift"

Only then Sokka also entered the igloo

"Sokka!" Katara exclaimed

"I just wanted to see what was taking you so l-" he stopped "Is that a chick?"

"Yeah" katara nodded "She's Neva, Iris's phoenix"

"Aren't you cute!"

Iris was slightly taken aback at the turn of Sokka's attitude. As the siblings were being enamored by Neva, who for some reason loved the attention, Iris decided to remove her boots, which apparently got Sokka's attention

"what's that?" he asked

Iris followed his gaze-the dagger

"It's an obsidian dagger" she replied "A family heirloom" she showed it to Sokka

He took it and checked it "Do you know how to use it?"

Iris nodded "I do. After all, I had to learn how to defend myself at quite a young age"

Iris saw the expecting looks of the two siblings and sighed, pulling her knees closer and resting her chin on it. Hagrid's statement-"I shouldn't have said that", echoed in her head. She really shouldn't have said that last sentence. These kids, who helped her so much, deserved more than her sob story.

she sighed again. The troubles she stirs for herself

"My parents were murdered when I was a baby. People who raised me hated me and bullied me whenever they got the chance. They hurt me" her voice got thicker. It was harder to admit that the Dursleys abused her out loud than she thought "I ran away from home when I was 13. I couldn't take more of the abuse. I lived with a friend for some time, but then some stuff happened. And I couldn't stay. Some of my friends were…they died in an attack. I survived. And the chance I got, I ran off. I don't know how I ended here. Just that I did."

She sighed and looked at them "I'm sorry you had to hear that"

"The Fire Nation took away your family?" Sokka softly asked

Iris took a deep breath "From where I come from, there's no Fire Nation or Earth Kingdom or Water Tribe. I come from a different world"

"No way" Sokka whispered, jaw-dropping

Iris smiled softly

"Actually that would explain your white hair, your weird clothes and weird blue phoenix"

"I guess" Iris chuckled softly

Iris looked at Katara who kept a hand on her hand

"Now you have a family"

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