How I Changed Fate- Chapter 2: Harry Meets Louise

When we were just outside the Leaky Cauldron the sounds coming from the place were full of life but there was an ominous cloud hanging over everything. I opened the door and the whole inn went silent. Whispers came from every direction and I didn't understand why till more memories came forward.

"Our family's powers are both loved and feared by the rest of the wizarding community. We are the last remaining descendants of Merlin mo bhláth beag, this makes us feared and loved, but only you can decide which path to go down remember that."

I didn't take long to contemplate before I approached the Weasley Family. They were bright red and everywhere, but I knew which one to approach first. "Mr. Wesley, how do you do?"

"Ah, if it isn't little Miss Regan, may I ask why you have decided to talk with me?"

I smiled at him. "Why? I read that you went to Egypt not to long ago and was wondering if fate would be so inclined as to let me see you before the school year to hear all about it. I was…" Beady eyes peered at me. I looked at the rat that seemed to be wishing me death. I could feel the darkness radiating off the creature. Mr. Wesley saw where my focus was drawn to.

"What is wrong why do you stare at my son like you are afraid?"

"The rat in his hand wants me dead, he thinks I should have died with my parents. I am not entirely sure that it's a real rat."

My Mhamó stepped forward and put the rat in a cage. Ron shouted at her. "He's just a rat I swear!"

"If he's just a rat then he won't mind being brought in front of an Auror and seen for certain. Mr. Wesley, will you and your family please watch over Louise while I go see if this rat really is just a rat?"

"Of course, My lady, I would be honored."

She left with the rat-man. I sat at a table with Harry, Ron, Hermione, Fred, and George. George was the first to speak. "Why didn't you feel anything from the rat for the past two years, Princess?"

Harry spoke up. "Princess?"

I answered. "I only ever met it before in the school where there are too many emotions to feel individuals. I may be an empath but too many people muddle the feelings of others. Many people call me princess because I'm a Regan."

"A Regan?"

Ron answered. "The Regan family is the oldest pureblood family in history, they are descended from Merlin himself. No one can match them in power or strength. They are Elemental Empaths."

"Ron," I said, "I may be a pureblood but my family doesn't consider the new system in belief that it comes from. Magic doesn't care for blood, magic cares for spirit."

Hermione asked, "Aren't you the girl who couldn't be sorted 1st year?"

The memory of first year appeared to me. "Louise Regan" I heard my name and approached the hat. I remembered stories of my parent's sorting's, but I wasn't sure it was real. I sat underneath the hat and it made a sad noise. "Not another Regan, your kind are absolutely impossible to sort. You are too much of all of them. You know what, I'll give you free rein of the houses." A shocked sound rang out through the halls and I was given a tie with all the colors like each of my ancestors before me.

"Yep that's me, the hat has always been unable to sort the Regan's into any of the Hogwarts houses. I had heard stories about it but was still shocked when it happened." These memories, I decided, would help me blend into this world that I do not fully grasp or understand. I should try my best not to stand out so much. While I considered how not to stand out Harry put out his hand. "I'm Harry Potter, what's your name?"

"Louise Regan," I said shaking his hand, "This feels strange, are you okay?"

Hermione then spoke, "Harry, you should be careful Empaths have the ability to feel what others are feeling. Touching one gives them the power to feel every feeling you have ever felt in your entire life." As she said this I started to cry and Harry dropped his hand. I whispered, "You have never once laughed till you cried, and no one has ever given you a centimeter of comfort." I spoke louder. "I'm sorry about that Harry, I should have made you aware of that before touching you."

Fred then spoke. "It's okay Banphrionsa*, we should have all warned him before he did it."

"You speak Irish?"

"Nope," he answered, "I asked Seamus to teach me that one word when I heard you were Irish so that I could tease you with your nickname in Irish as well as English. Since you have free reign of the houses, which one will you spend most of your year in this year?"

"I'm not sure yet, I usually switch every month to get to see each one, but we'll see where that leads me."

That's when my Mhamó just appeared in front of me.

Mhamó= Grandma, mo bhláth beag= My little flower, Banphrionsa= Princess.

UGH! I wanted to put this in the first chapter but I did a stupid and forget to save it properly! I am NOT Irish I used google to translate these words from English into Irish so if they are wrong PLEASE do tell me. I always wanted to have an Irish OC and finally decided that now would be great. I decided that because I wanted to honor my favorite Gaelic Gladiator, Jacksepticeye with having an Irish Character so please tell me if anything (specially the translation) doesn't work for an Irish person. Thanks!