Mis Dos Tesoros-Sequel to Angel Rebelde

Disclaimer: I don't own anything except for Natalie Torres.

General Rating: PG-13

Rating for this chapter: PG-13

Author's Note: Ok…so I know I promised this story a very long time ago, but I had EXTREME writer's block. I mean, I knew how I wanted the story to be, but I didn't know how to start it. But now that it's all good here's the first chapter to Mis Dos Tesoros and I only have one other thing to say which is: ENJOY AND REVIEW, thanks! (NO FLAMES!)

Remember: This story isn't in a flashback like Angel Rebelde was! It might have some flashbacks, but nothing major for now!

Mis Dos Tesoros Chapter 1: After 'Happily Ever After'

Quite a story, huh? Yeah I thought so to. After everything was over I wondered if it was really all a dream or if I did really meet this beautiful woman with whom I shared so many lovely, yet so many dark moments with. I wonder if it really was all worth it. Were all the tears, the fighting and the pain worth it?

"Harry do find that being a bat is fun?"

I turned to look at the very sleepy looking Natalie. She was rubbing her eyes and stood up, with difficulty at first because of her slightly big (pregnant) stomach.

"No, why do you ask?"

"Because you've been up all night!"

"If only she knew what I was thinking about all night"

She groaned, then laid back down, stretched then got up (again with a little difficulty) and went into the bathroom. She has a hygiene problem. She cannot stand being one minute without brushing her teeth. She said she inherited that hygiene issue from her late mother.

I hear the water from the sink running as she's brushing her teeth. She pokes her head a little from behind the door and says,

"Are you not tired Harry? I know you been up all night"

Natalie still had a little difficulty speaking English, but here's the very interesting thing. Ok, Natalie has never been to the States and yet she manages to start talking like them. You would think since the only other place she's been other than Colombia is England she would start talking British English, but no. She's leaning over to have the American accent.

"No I'm not tired. I don't know why I didn't sleep last night. I just wasn't tired"

She gives me a face that says 'Oh ok' and continues to brush her teeth.

Well, since I have the time, let me explain what's going on here. You've noticed that me and Natalie are living together, right? Well, me and Natalie have been living together for quite some time now. Her and I moved into a pretty big (not to big) sized apartment in Diagon Alley. You might be thinking that we're too young to be living together right? Well that's all been solved. Both me and Natalie have jobs in Hogwarts. It might sound a little strange for a Muggle to be teaching in a school full of magic, but she somehow manages. She got a job as the Muggle Arts Teacher. She had a hard time adjusting at first, but now she loves her job. Me on the other hand, I got the job of Defenses Against the Dark Arts teacher (DADA). It's been kind of strange working along side Professor Snape (I mean I took the job he's been wanting ever since God created man), but I've somehow managed to work with him all the while him giving me dirty faces. I've been trying to get the job as an Auror (One of the reasons is to GET AWAY from Professor Snape), but to no avail just yet. Anyway, this little fact might strange to you, but here it is anyway. Me and Natalie ARE NOT married. It's not like I don't want to marry her. No, quite the opposite, it's just that I don't know how to ask her. It's kind of like when I first told her I loved her. I'm feeling that nervousness coming back. I'm sure Natalie's waiting for me to ask her for marriage and I mentally slap myself for not asking her yet, but the good thing is she hasn't pressured me into asking her. That's kind of strange considering the fact that she's going to have my child (Not anytime soon, but still).

"Ok Harry the bathroom is yours"

I turn to look at Natalie who has recently bathed and done all those other stuff you women do in the bathroom. She looks very pretty today. Like always, of course.

Natalie's POV (Point of View)

Author's Note: Natalie's native language is Spanish so obviously even if she lives in a English speaking place her thoughts are still going to be in Spanish. (Just like your thoughts would be in English if you were to go to Colombia), but since it would take to much time to make her thoughts in Spanish and translate them to English I'll just write them in English and in your 'imagination' your going to pretend she's actually thinking in Spanish, ok?

I still don't know why I'm here. Don't get me wrong though, I want to be here and I do love Harry, but what I'm doing right now is going against everything I've ever said.

When I was a teenager I promised, no, I SWORE that I was never going to forgive a cheating man. My policy for a cheating man is (or was…) that if he EVER cheated on me I would leave him FOREVER. I would never forgive him with the excuse that 'he loves me' because if he really did love you, would he have cheated on you? No, I didn't think so. But here I am. Not only did I forgive a cheating man, I'm also living with him and I'm going to give birth to his child! That was not on my plans for my future, but I'll just have to live with it.

Anyway, as I'm sitting here (waiting for Harry to get out of the shower) I think how much my life has changed since I left my 'Tierra Querida' Colombia.

(Translation: Tierra Querida---> Dear Land. It's kind of a nickname given to Colombia)

As soon as I come from Colombia I fall in love. Can you believe that? I fell in love like an idiot. Of course I wanted to avoid any direct contact with him (remember when I kicked him in his delicate area just because he kissed me?) I noticed that I had enjoyed the kiss to much so I kicked him. It was a mean thing to do, but then again it's not like I cared.

Then my parents left me (which something I really don't want to get too in to). I felt such a big whole in my heart when I found out that my parents died, that I went crazy. My sister wasn't even there to comfort me, she had gone back to Colombia with her fiancé, Carlos. And if things couldn't have gotten any worse Harry comes back takes my 'innocence' and then tells me he cheated on me. Things definitely couldn't have gotten any worse, but then again nothing comes easy for me, does it? Nope, because later on I find out that I'm pregnant with a child who's father is the person I most hated in the world. Look at it this way: I was a 16 year old girl suffering alone. Then later on some man Voldemort kidnaps me and kills my child, nearly killing me. I was devastated, but Harry was there to comfort me as I could tell he was saddened by the loss of his child too.

The whole time I've been in England I've had doubts. I've had doubts if I should really stay here or if I should've gone back to Colombia with my older sister. At one point I had my bags packed ready to go, but that's when the whole Voldemort thing happened. After that I just stayed here. Whether it was because I was to devastated to leave or because I just secretly wanted to be with Harry, I don't know, but the important thing is that I'm still in England, happier then I've ever been.

"Amor, are you tired?"

I opened my eyes and realized I was laying down with my eyes closed. I turn my head to look at Harry who is only clothing was a towel wrapped around his waist down. Harry's been calling me 'amor' ('love') for the longest time, that I've pretty much have gotten used to it.

"No, I was just thinking"

"About…", he asked.

He's so nosy…

"Nothing 'portant"

Somehow I know that I said that wrong. Oh well.

"Well you really should get up soon amor, because remember today is when you get to meet my friends"

Oh yeah! I forgot about that. Since I haven't met Harry's friends at all (He tells me his friends are like his family) he invited them over today.

"Harry, this house is a mess. I forgot to clean it up! Hurry up and get dressed so you could help me!"

Harry's POV

Oh yea and did I tell you she's a clean freak too? She also inherited that from her late mother. She hates it when people come over and the apartments a mess. She would kill me if I ever invited somebody without prior notice because "this house is a mess", in her exact words.

"Wait Natalie you forgot something!"

Natalie turned around and looked around.

"No I didn't I wasn't carrying anyth-"

I shut her up and kissed her. She seemed a little surprised because she gave out a little yelp, but then backed up.

"That's what you forgot"

She laughed and left to go clean the house. I laughed and got dressed. This was going to be a long day…

(A/N: I was going to be mean and stop the chapter here, but since I'm nice -and since my mind has so many idea's going through it's head- I'm going to keep writing! Don't you think this deserves a review?

"Harry, how about you get your ass off a chair and help me?"

Natalie was sweeping the floor at the same time listening to Latin American music. She was singing, dancing, sweeping and yelling at me all at the same time! She's multitasked.

"Oh come on amor, let me just watch one more round!"

I was watching a game of soccer. Natalie had gotten me into soccer (kind of like her late father) and now I'm crazy about it. Of course, don't think I've forgotten about Quidditch, but since wizards don't have televisions I'll just have to be content with soccer.

"NO, get your ass up right no-"

Natalie didn't finish her sentence. Instead I turned around to look at her when I see her run over to the radio saying,

"OH MY GOD, this is my song!"

Wow, what a surprise! Another song to add to "her" songs. It was a familiar beat. I recognized it as reggaeton.

She started singing and at the same time dancing with the broom very sensually (like reggaeton is danced).

(A/N: If you don't know what reggaeton is I'll have an explanation of all the Latin American music you might hear in this story at the end of the chapter.)

"BAILE, YALES, MUEVAN, SUDEN, SIENTAN EL PODER DEL REGGAETON LATINO! OHH… OHH.. OHH.."

Sometimes I find that Natalie can be very strange. If you were hear you would know what I mean. I mean come on, dancing with a broom? Have you heard anything as absurd? Soon the song is over and she continues singing and dancing with a broom as 50,000 more of 'her songs' come on.

After yelling so much (actually cheering) my team (actually the Colombian soccer team..) I innocently get up to get a glass of water when Natalie comes up to me and starts grinding on me to another one of 'her songs'.

She sings,

"PANA PANA VAMOS PA' LA HABANA, PUERTORIQUENA, DOMNICANA, BRAZILENA, COLOMBIANA SE AMANCEN AQUI EN MI CAMA!"

She has serious problems that she NEEDS to solve immediately, but yet I love her that way. After a while she stops grinding on me and continues cleaning. I quickly go to get my water before she tries to rape me next. When I got my water I sat back down to watch the game. I didn't understand a word they were saying because this was a Spanish game, but I somehow still enjoyed it.

DING DONG DING DING DONG DING DONG

Me and Natalie both looked at each other. None of us went for the door. We just kept staring at each other.

DING DONG DING DONG DING DONG

The person buzzing on our door seemed to be experimenting with it. They started making strange patterns of musical beats with it.

"Yes Mr. Potter, of course I'll get it", Natalie said to me sarcastically after a while of both of us not getting the door.

I sweetly smiled to her and sarcastically blew her kiss. She stuck her tongue out at me and went to go get the door.

As she left I got comfortable in my seat, water in hand when I suddenly hear a shrill scream. Almost as on reflex I jump up, dropping and in the process breaking the glass trying to get to Natalie. As soon as I get to the door I almost fell to the floor laughing…

Natalie's POV

"Yes Mr. Potter of course I'll get it", I said to Harry sarcastically.

He gave me a sweet smile and blew me a kiss which I just retort by sticking my tongue at him.

DING DONG DING DING DONG DING

God, have these people never touched a buzzer before?

"I'm coming Jesus Christ!"

As soon as I open the door I'm greeted with a brown tux. This man is obviously much taller than I thought so I look up (which I have to look up a lot because I am sadly only 5 feet 3 inches tall or short whichever you'd like) and I see the most enormous man I've ever seen in my life. He has black extremely messy hair along with a big bushy beard. It seemed like if he tried to fix himself up because he was wearing the ugliest brown tux I'd ever seen accompanied with sticky messy hair. The only thing that came out of my mouth was,

"AHHHHHHH…!"

My scream was shrill and extremely loud. If you were hear you would have screamed too. This man has to be about 7 feet tall and he looked like a monster!

"no dun scream!"

"GET AWAY FROM ME YOU MONSTER!"

This monster kept taking steps toward me and I took steps backwards. I started throwing things at him, but that didn't seem to affect him.

"No I dun wanna' hurt you miss. DUN SCREAM!"

"GET AWAY FROM ME! HARRY HELP ME THERES A MONSTER IN THE HOUSE!"

That monster kept trying to get close to me but I just kept going farther away from him. I even started to hide behind our couch. I kept throwing things at him, but he didn't budge at all. I was about to throw a vase at him when Harry intervened.

"Natalie stop, he's not a monster he's my friend Hagrid!"

Harry's POV

Natalie's eyes grew wide and her jaw dropped about a centimeter. She still had the vase in a position were it seemed like if she was about to throw it.

"A- A friend?"

"Yes Natalie, he's only a friend"

Natalie looked so embarrassed and turned beet red, but quickly composed herself. She put the vase down and stood up as she was crouched down behind our sofa. She went to Hagrid and reluctantly put her hands on his back (her hand was fully stretched out) and said,

"Oh why I'm SO sorry, please sit down"

"'Ank you very much miss-"

Natalie then turned around about to sit down when I held her back and whispered to her,

"He's asking for your name, love"

"Oh"

She then quickly turned around and said to Hagrid,

"Natalie Torres"

"Oh wait Miss Torre, I have a gift for you"

Hagrid seemed so proud while saying that.

Natalie's POV

"Oh well thank you"

I looked at him expectantly. I've always like gifts and he seemed so proud when he said it so I thought it was going to be nice. He handed the gift over to me in a badly wrapped box. I tore the 'wrapping' (It seemed more like a paper bag).

How wrong I was.

Inside was a furry thing. I couldn't make out what it was. I didn't want to pick it up and find out what it was so instead I said,

"What is it?"

He picked it up and out came a long furry thing.

"'Der socks"

Socks? Those 'socks' looked more like an extremely furry animal who has died over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over again. It had a mix of black and brown fur and it seemed way to warm to wear for summer time.

Those 'socks' looked more like an extremely furry animal who has died again. It had a mix of black and brown fur and it seemed to warm to wear for summer time.

"Oh, they're - they're-…"

I didn't know what to say. I couldn't lie and tell him that they were lovely because they clearly weren't. So instead I said,

"They- they… they look warm!"

He looked a little startled at my response, but said thank you anyway.

I could tell this was going to be a long day. Harry tells me there's many more people to come.

"Ay Dois Mio Ayudame!"

End Of Chapter

Author's Note: Ok so there's the first chapter! Yay I got through it! Next chapter comes Harry's friends! OH how exciting…

Ok the first song that Natalie sung was called "Reggaeton Latino" by Don Omar

The second one is called "Pana Pana" by Don Dinero

Reggaeton is a fairly new type of Latin American music. It started getting big just last year (2004). It comes from Puerto Rico with mixed beats from all around Latin America. It's also called Spanish Rap. It's danced very sensually although the level of sexual dancing can be controlled by the person dancing (or if the beat of the music is slower and more sensual which is usually the case)

Salsa is not new. It has been around for a fairly long time. It's a very rhythmic music. Dancing it involves a lot of moving around. The most famous countries with salsa is Colombia, Cuba, and Puerto Rico, but salsa comes from almost all Latin America.

Merengue is a dance coming from the Dominican Republic. Dancing it involves even more moving around than salsa does with a very fast rhythmic beat. It's also danced all over Latin America.

I'm not sure if you'll hear anymore but just for reference's sake:

Cumbia comes from Colombia (although Mexico has there Cumbia music)

Vallenato is also from Colombia

Punta is from Honduras. It's danced sensually.In it, it involves a lot of movement of the hips and legs.

Ok.. So review and wait for the next chapter to come. Thanks!

Keep in mind that this chapter is longer then I intended to be just because I didn't write this story when I promised to. But it's not a bribe. I'm just saying… LOL