Ok, first of: I do not own Lizzie McGuire, Harry Potter, or Highlander.
Just wanted to make that clear.
Second, I AM NOT writing a fic that takes place during the summer that Lizzie was gone. After I finish this, if someone wants to write a fic for that, they are welcome to as long as they ask and it doesn't contradict anything that I said happened.
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Last Chapter:
"Later dad."
Suddenly Sam didn't care so much. He had worried the whole time his daughter was gone that, despite her birth parents not being alive, she might not consider him her father. He was too happy to complain about her clothing. For the time being at least.
Eventually Matt ended up back in his room and Lizzie had been led off by Gordo for some reason, leaving Adam, Harry, Sam, and Jo to talk in the living room.
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Lizzie McGuire
Changes
Chapter Four:
Past Lives
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"Mom! You know darn well that . . ." Kate was complaining. Her mother had absolutely known that she was the one who changed, and had never cared before.
"Kate, do you remember what we talked about a few years ago?" Her mother asked calmly.
Kate thought for a moment.
"So what does your being a witch have to do with anything?"
"Kate," her mother responded, "I may have left the wizarding world behind, but that does not mean that I haven't been in contact with it."
"So?" Kate still didn't see where this is going.
"Today, you insulted Lizzie's birth mother, who happened to have been one of my best friends."
"Oh, I'm sorry mom."
"Also, and remember that spell I placed on you that keeps you from talking about any of this with anyone else?"
Kate nodded and her mother continued.
The wizard that we are hiding from is set to take over the world again. Harry and Elizabeth Potter, that's Lizzie to you, are the only ones who could stop him. I noticed that they had seven magical and non-magical escorts hiding in the shadows around them. If I hadn't stopped you they probably would have killed you."
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"So, Harry, It's nice to finally meet you." Jo McGuire started.
"Thank you Mrs. McGuire, Mr. McGuire. I also thank you for being such wonderful parents to Lizzie." Harry responded.
"Oh, none of that. You are welcome to call us by our first names, or if you really want to, you could call us mom and dad, since we are your sister's parents. We understand if you don't want to . . ."
"Um, that would be a little awkward. But thank you for letting me call you by your given names." Harry responded.
"And you, Adam, you seem to have done a good job raising him." Sam McGuire added.
"Oh, the credit doesn't go to me. I was a friend of their birth parents, but was a little out of the loop for a while. I didn't find out about their deaths 16 years ago until this summer."
"So Harry, whom did you grow up with?" Jo asked.
"Well, my Godfather was supposed to raise me, but he was framed for betraying my parents to the person who murdered them. So I had to live with my mom's half sister and her family."
"Oh, well, I'm sorry about your Godfather. I'm sure you were treated as one of your aunt and uncle's own."
"Dudley, my cousin could do no wrong and got everything and anything he asked for. I was slave labor who, until I was eleven, considered myself lucky to get a half used roll of yarn for Christmas." Harry said, sadly.
"Oh you poor dear." Jo said, taking Harry into a hug.
Harry wasn't sure how to react. This was the first hug that he had ever gotten from anyone other than his best friends, girlfriend, or sister.
"They didn't even hug you, did they?" Jo asked, hesitantly letting go.
"No." Harry barely whispered.
"Well, you said something about until you were eleven. Did things get better after that?"
"Yes, when I turned eleven I got a letter from the private boarding school that my parents attended. I went there every year and only left for the summer. Always felt like the going home was at the end of the summer, not the beginning. I would be going back for one more year, but I graduated early."
"I couldn't help noticing that you and Lizzie are wearing matching colors, and Adam, you have some red and gold too." Joe, who was always perceptive, commented.
"Family colors. Lizzie and I can trace our lineage back almost 3000 years. As the heirs of Gryffindor, we like to wear the colors."
"How did you trace your family back 3000 years? I managed about 900 for my family, and thought that that was a great achievement." Sam asked.
"The private school is very private. It is 3000 years old, and Gryffindor was one of the founders. I just had to use the school archives to find it all."
Sam wasn't sure how to respond. However, the sound of Matt yelling upstairs got all of their attention.
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Next few chapters:
Gordo and Lizzie finally admit their love for each other. We also find out that there are other wizards and even a few potential immortals and already active immortals in Hill Ridge. (For example: who seems to know everyone under the sun, and will also know Adam?)
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Ok, that's it for this chapter. More soon.
If you do not know anything about Lizzie Maguire, Harry Potter, or Highlander, just be patient. I will explain everything that you need to know in the course of the fic. If you have any questions, feel free to ask.
Please review. Tell me I am the next Tolken. Tell me I am good. Tell me I am ok. Tell me I need improvement and why. Tell me I suck, and why. Tell me about your trip to the market, to Hawaii, or about a fan fic you wrote. But please, I ask you to REVIEW!
Second, I AM NOT writing a fic that takes place during the summer that Lizzie was gone. After I finish this, if someone wants to write a fic for that, they are welcome to as long as they ask and it doesn't contradict anything that I said happened.
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Last Chapter:
"Later dad."
Suddenly Sam didn't care so much. He had worried the whole time his daughter was gone that, despite her birth parents not being alive, she might not consider him her father. He was too happy to complain about her clothing. For the time being at least.
Eventually Matt ended up back in his room and Lizzie had been led off by Gordo for some reason, leaving Adam, Harry, Sam, and Jo to talk in the living room.
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Lizzie McGuire
Changes
Chapter Four:
Past Lives
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"Mom! You know darn well that . . ." Kate was complaining. Her mother had absolutely known that she was the one who changed, and had never cared before.
"Kate, do you remember what we talked about a few years ago?" Her mother asked calmly.
Kate thought for a moment.
"So what does your being a witch have to do with anything?"
"Kate," her mother responded, "I may have left the wizarding world behind, but that does not mean that I haven't been in contact with it."
"So?" Kate still didn't see where this is going.
"Today, you insulted Lizzie's birth mother, who happened to have been one of my best friends."
"Oh, I'm sorry mom."
"Also, and remember that spell I placed on you that keeps you from talking about any of this with anyone else?"
Kate nodded and her mother continued.
The wizard that we are hiding from is set to take over the world again. Harry and Elizabeth Potter, that's Lizzie to you, are the only ones who could stop him. I noticed that they had seven magical and non-magical escorts hiding in the shadows around them. If I hadn't stopped you they probably would have killed you."
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"So, Harry, It's nice to finally meet you." Jo McGuire started.
"Thank you Mrs. McGuire, Mr. McGuire. I also thank you for being such wonderful parents to Lizzie." Harry responded.
"Oh, none of that. You are welcome to call us by our first names, or if you really want to, you could call us mom and dad, since we are your sister's parents. We understand if you don't want to . . ."
"Um, that would be a little awkward. But thank you for letting me call you by your given names." Harry responded.
"And you, Adam, you seem to have done a good job raising him." Sam McGuire added.
"Oh, the credit doesn't go to me. I was a friend of their birth parents, but was a little out of the loop for a while. I didn't find out about their deaths 16 years ago until this summer."
"So Harry, whom did you grow up with?" Jo asked.
"Well, my Godfather was supposed to raise me, but he was framed for betraying my parents to the person who murdered them. So I had to live with my mom's half sister and her family."
"Oh, well, I'm sorry about your Godfather. I'm sure you were treated as one of your aunt and uncle's own."
"Dudley, my cousin could do no wrong and got everything and anything he asked for. I was slave labor who, until I was eleven, considered myself lucky to get a half used roll of yarn for Christmas." Harry said, sadly.
"Oh you poor dear." Jo said, taking Harry into a hug.
Harry wasn't sure how to react. This was the first hug that he had ever gotten from anyone other than his best friends, girlfriend, or sister.
"They didn't even hug you, did they?" Jo asked, hesitantly letting go.
"No." Harry barely whispered.
"Well, you said something about until you were eleven. Did things get better after that?"
"Yes, when I turned eleven I got a letter from the private boarding school that my parents attended. I went there every year and only left for the summer. Always felt like the going home was at the end of the summer, not the beginning. I would be going back for one more year, but I graduated early."
"I couldn't help noticing that you and Lizzie are wearing matching colors, and Adam, you have some red and gold too." Joe, who was always perceptive, commented.
"Family colors. Lizzie and I can trace our lineage back almost 3000 years. As the heirs of Gryffindor, we like to wear the colors."
"How did you trace your family back 3000 years? I managed about 900 for my family, and thought that that was a great achievement." Sam asked.
"The private school is very private. It is 3000 years old, and Gryffindor was one of the founders. I just had to use the school archives to find it all."
Sam wasn't sure how to respond. However, the sound of Matt yelling upstairs got all of their attention.
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Next few chapters:
Gordo and Lizzie finally admit their love for each other. We also find out that there are other wizards and even a few potential immortals and already active immortals in Hill Ridge. (For example: who seems to know everyone under the sun, and will also know Adam?)
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Ok, that's it for this chapter. More soon.
If you do not know anything about Lizzie Maguire, Harry Potter, or Highlander, just be patient. I will explain everything that you need to know in the course of the fic. If you have any questions, feel free to ask.
Please review. Tell me I am the next Tolken. Tell me I am good. Tell me I am ok. Tell me I need improvement and why. Tell me I suck, and why. Tell me about your trip to the market, to Hawaii, or about a fan fic you wrote. But please, I ask you to REVIEW!