FAN FICTION AU AND TIME TRAVEL

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Summary

Female Harry Potter (Juniper) wins the war but the cost is too much so she performs a ritual and performs dimension travel after much research when she is 24. Her counterpart is Cordelia Faye Black, the daughter of Altair Black and Adelaide Malfoy. Has memories of both the worlds. Lives in France. When Juniper (Harry) seeps into consciousness, she is 14. Born on Beltane. Thus even though she is a girl, she has a high standing among the Blacks. Has gone to Beauxabatons for her first three years. Born on May 1, 1927. Start school in 1938. Goes to Hogwarts in 1942. Meets Tom Riddle. (Romance and power play)

Disclaimer: The characters and the world in the story belong to J.K. Rowling. I am not earning any profit from it.

Note: I have been a fanfiction reader for quite a lot of years before I gave this fic a shot, so if you see any ideas seeping in that I do not openly acknowledge, just let me know and I will add the credits. I have read too many to keep a track of them but I will try my best.

1) The idea of totems belongs to Catsarecool who is writing A Maurader's plan .

2) The basic idea of dimension travel comes from Hollow Thunder, Vital Lightning by Aariya07. You will see quite a few similarities in the first couple of chapters but it diverges after that.

3) This is a gender bender. I will bend gender roles like clay, considering it is based in 1940s. :D

4) Harry was born a girl as Juniper Anastasia Potter. Everything is as it is in canon except for her romances. This is not because I don't read slash or like it. You will see a lot of them in my favorites but because I don't think that I could do justice to that genre and because I want to do this. If you do not like such fics, do not read. Please do not flame. I will welcome criticisms, I know I am not perfect, just don't meaninglessly bash me for nothing.


For your references

"Talk"

"Thought"

"Parseltongue"


Chapter 18 : Stupefy

Tom's POV

There are moments in time when you are forced back to go and relive a time, a happy one, a serene one, and a time when you did not know what that time, what those words would come to mean you. How those words could ring so true?

"You will have to eventually. It is better if you are prepared and dealing with them day by day, otherwise a sudden onslaught will, it will hurt you more…" Lia's voice echoed in the hollowness.

Oh yes, damn it hurt. It hurt like it had never hurt before, not even in the dementor attack… It hurt so much, it was as if the pain would split Tom apart.

"Riddle Riddle" Voices echoed. He shook them away. He wanted to hear her, only her.

"I will be there." Her voice echoed.

"I can burn the world for people that I care about…" Her voice echoed.

"Then we will wait until the day you can and I will be there, even then."

But she wasn't here, she wasn't here. Tom wished she were, but if she were, his heart would not be breaking so badly.

'Riddle" Abraxas's voice reached him as he shook tom's shoulders, "Slughorn is calling."

Tom shook his head. Abraxas' face was pale and emotionless, his voice faint.

Tom just nodded.


FLASHBACK

Tom had skipped lunch in favor of studying the symbols drawn in one of the parselmouth chambers. He was returning back from the seventh floor to the Charms corridor when he saw her. The moment played out in his memory in a slow rewind. The slowest pace where he could see every torturous second last at least a minute.

Laughing, she was climbing the moving staircase with Abraxas, Orion, Burke and Dorea, all five of them were laughing. They were her watchguards. He was standing above already near the classroom.

Her eyes met his.

She mouthed, "I need to tell you something."

Tom shook his head, smiling, and mouthed, "Okay"

"No, really I found something." She mouthed again.

Burke cracked a joke that send her in a fit of laughter. The staircase moved again. Cordelia was standing at the edge, Tom got scared but Abraxas pulled her and she crooned closer to him, thanking him, until she steadied herself.

"Don't worry. I will be fine." She mouthed to him.

Tom has not been thinking that she would get hurt, the thought of her being in danger was at the back of his mind. She was so beautiful.

And as he thought, as he thought…it had happened.


Evelyn's POV

It honestly appeared to be a scene plucked out of a theatrical tale. So utterly perfect. Their eyes always found each other, like there was something, something else at work, a force that bound the two together. A force that continuously led them towards each other. She could see it in his eyes. Tom Riddle loved Cordelia Faye Black. There was not even a speck of doubt in her mind.

But something about the picture, the scene was off. It was too perfect…and she had this feeling...she had this feeling that this perfect moment was all going to go south.

She knew that wasn't it when Cordelia nearly fall off the edge and Malfoy pulled her. Her feeling lingered. Cordelia was steady, she was laughing, with her head bowed down.

She saw it before Tom did, the red beam of stupefy that hit Cordelia straight in the chest as the stairs were still moving. There was nothing nearby to break Cordelia's fall. All her companions were frozen.

Time slowed and Cordelia fell with her closed eyes, she fell, she fell…. Eve panicked. She saw Tom pull out his wand muttering, "Arresto…" and he was disarmed. And Eve's eyes were searching for the culprit frantically and then she saw and heard the thud when Cordelia's body touched the floor 3 stories down. Her cousins and Burke were still frozen.

Tom had yelled out a loud Lia….his eyes aghast. She swore she had never seen so much pain in anybody's eyes before.

Abraxas was the first to react from Cordelia's entourage, his eyes were frantic, he opened his mouth but no sound came out.

'Somebody help…"Eve screamed without meaning to.

Her eyes went wide as she saw a crimson liquid spreading across the floor right beneath Cordelia's neck and head.

Tom quickly gathered herself. She saw him shutting off all his emotions behind an emotionless mask. She saw him literally run and jump down stairs, barking what seemed like orders to the Slytherins. That was strange. Why would Slytherins listen to a mudblood?

But that thought also flew behind, as she quickly gathered the skirt of her robe and darted downstairs.

"Corrie…"Abraxas had been meaning to pick her up when Tom stopped him.

'We might hurt her more." Tom said sharply, but not without kindness and empathy. His hands were shaking too, as he gently touched Cordelia's face and the blood. But he quickly pulled away. He windlessly summoned his wand back.

He conjured a stretcher and levitated her onto it.

"Shield…"He just said one word and all the Slytherins formed an intricate circle surrounding Cordelia's stretcher with their wands out. They started moving.

'Infirmary." Tom barked an order.

Eve decided to give them space. Her eyes met with Tom and all she got was a frosty stare. He looked so…looked so emotionless.

"I will inform one of the professors." Eve offered. She got a sharp nod in return. His eyes turned softer for a moment before they were back to their composed, unreadable look.


Eve's POV

Eve scampered frantically, her eyes searching for one professor. She did not want to crash into Dumbledore or into Slughorn. But she was still 3 flights of stairs away from the staffroom and she had spotted no one.

Time was of essence. Cordelia needed help immediately.

There was a killer in Hogwarts and she was in the corridors alone, a useless mudblood. The killer would not think twice before targeting her. She was afraid, very afraid but she was also determined. She would help Cordelia, she would help Tom.

She still did not understand why everyone listened to Tom so much, but that was a thought for another day. She had to get help right now.

She nearly collided into Merrythought. After explaining everything in a single breath, she and Merrythought together rushed to the spot of accident.

It was shielded. All of it and a few Slytherins were watching the place like a hawk, preserving the scene of crime.

Merrythought sealed it further.

Nott filled them that Dumbledore had gone to see Dippet after finding no students in the class.
Merrythought nodded quickly and rushed to the medical wing with Eve in tow.

Merrythought went on inside to communicate with the Aurors through floo and see the situation.

The outside of the medical wing was crowded. The entire Black clan with Malfoy and Sebastian Longbottom were there. So was Charles Potter. Tom stood recluse, away from everyone, staring outside in the ground from the window. His face was expressionless.

There were other Slytherins, patrolling the corridor. This time Eve was not surprised. She was sort of expecting it.

"It is a good thing that all of us got our owls before Dumbledore got wind of this or he would have tried to hush this too. The Blacks will be here with a brigade of Lawyers and Healers in sometime and Dumbledore won't be able to do a thing. My father and mother will follow." Longbottom was saying.

"Father will be here." Abraxas Malfoy said. His face was pale, but she could see his cool anger.

"House of Potter will be here." Charles said in a resolute tone.

Dorea tightened her grip on his arm and he received a nod from Orion.

Eve could not stop herself, "How is she?" She expectantly and decisively looked towards the Gryffindors in the group.

It was Sebastian who filled her in.

Cordelia had broken her spine and ribs at multiple places. The Blood was from punctured organs that the broken bones grazed or pierced. Her skull had escaped severe injury because of her hair volume. Her magic had sent her in a protective coma.

Madam Underhill was working on her and she suspected that Cordelia's magic had taken the brunt or the injuries would have been much worse.

He was speaking very mechanically but she could feel his voice breaking. Lucretia kept a hand on him before he choked and she gave Evelyn a cold look.

Evelyn nodded and stepped away. She received a sympathetic look from Dorea.

"All of us took oaths…" Walburga said. It was snobbish but not mean. Evelyn immediately took one and received nods.

All of them looked shaken, so shaken.

"If my shield had not broken…" Abraxas muttered.

That was new. She had not known that Cordelia was shielded at the time.

"It was not your fault. It was a strong spell. A Stupefy Maxima. The color was too bright for a simple one," Dorea immediately shook her head adamantly.

Evelyn decided to give them space. They did not need her. It was time for family for all of them.

Merrythought came out and she dragged Eve away. Eve must be inside her common room.

Merrythought could not do anything about the Slytherins as they would not have listened to her at any cost. She had, though, activated Infirmary's wards. Nobody who wanted to harm or jeopardize the medical attention on Cordelia would be allowed to enter.

Eve faintly followed her. She knew she had no choice.


Tom's POV

He spotted them first. The stoic faced, grey eyed man with Black hair and the blonde lady with silvery hazel eyes. Her eyes were puffy. Cordelia's parents.

Just saying her name in his head hurt.

A few more people. Tom quickly placed their names by matching their face and features to their children. Arcturus Black, Hyperion Malfoy, Harfang Lonbottom, Cassiopeia and Callidora Black, Pollux Black and Hector Potter. All of them followed behind Altair and Adelaide Black.

Surprisingly, the Prewett family was missing, even though they had an active contract with Lucretia unlike Charles and Dorea's courtship.

He was ignored. They met their children who filled them again.

Tom tuned out. He did not want to listen to how it happened. The moment was in a loop in his head from the past few hours.

The healers from St. Mungo's were here. They were doing what they could.

She would live. But they did not know when she would wake up or if she would.

Cordelia had been smart. She had made contingencies. Two hours after her fall, an owl from Gringotts had come to Dorea. She was the interim heiress until Cordelia woke up or Arcturus assigned the position to someone else. Gringotts had been able to detect Cordelia's magical coma through her signature.

Even while she was incapacitated, her first thought had been to protect her family.

An owl had come for him too. She had protected him too. He had taken the letter and torn it without reading. He did not want his inheritance. He wanted her, fine and smiling in front of him.

He…Tom's eyes filled with tears, he looked towards the endless grounds.

Dumbledore came with Dippet, Merrythought and Slughorn. There was a shouting match between the parents and Dumbeldore and Dippet. Tom tuned it out. He had no business dealing with….he missed her too much.

She had foreseen that something might happen to her. He did not think so. She would have been more cautious otherwise, but she had been careful to have contingencies in place in case something did happen. Tom's mind and heart were tearing him apart.

The Aurors had stormed Hogwarts, They had talked to everyone. His courtiers had been careful enough to not put him in too much spotlight. They had mentioned him of course, but as a footnote.

He had told what he had seen and that he had been disarmed before he could do anything.

A rude question directed at him brought him back to reality, "Who are you boy?" It was Arcturus.

"Tom Riddle, Sir." Tom replied politely.

"A half blood then, Slytherin does not take the…." He trailed off.

Tom just nodded. He did not want to speak, he just wanted to see her….

"Corrie mentioned him." Hyperion Malfoy caught on, "The boy is no trouble Arcturus. She has him under oaths."

Tom was surprised. But maybe her Uncle Rion had also received a missive from Cordelia post her fall.

They ignored him after that.

He again began remembering her, afraid that if he stopped thinking that everything that she made him feel would slip away from him.

"You cannot move her...not yet. Maybe in a couple of days but not today. She is too delicate." Madam Underhill's loud protest brought him back. He glanced at the clock. It was around 7 in the evening.

They were moving her. They could not take her away, He did not want her to leave. He wanted to see her. He opened his mouth but no voice came.

A warning look from Dorea told him why. She had silenced him.

He was annoyed.

"You mean that you want me to leave my daughter here, alone, unprotected, where a savage tried to kill her and could do so again through the night." Altair Black's furious and emotional voice shook him.

How could he forget? It was not just him who lost his Lia. There were others who had lost her too…

"Students would be leaving. This is a discussion for adults," Merrythought said pointedly, "All of you back in the dorms. We have put up protective wards. You will be informed of what happens from your Head of House. Dinner will be served in the common room."

"Uncle, please put up wards, your own wards around her…."Dorea insisted to Altair as she turned to leave.

Altair Black's shoulders sagged but he nodded.

Flashback ends.


Slughorn's Office

It was the Black clan, Malfoy and the Quidditch team and him in front of Slughorn who looked sad.

"I thought I should inform you. All of us agreed that Ms. Black will stay here for tonight. She will spend the night in the hospital wing. Her comatose state is worrying but the healers said, it is a healing coma. She will be moved tomorrow. I hope all of you rest easy. She will be taken home tomorrow, regardless of her state and will be treated by Black healers. Your parents do not want you staying here at all. The Blacks and Mr. Malfoy will be leaving tomorrow as well."

All of them nodded.

"Tom, stay back." Slughorn said.

Everyone else left. Tom was immobile, emotionless.

'I understand that you signed up for leaving Hogwarts for Christmas. " He began.

Tom nodded, "I am not leaving now though,"

"I am afraid you will have to. We are closing Hogwarts for the winters. The Boards of governors wants the wards put up as soon as possible. I just wanted to ask if you will be leaving with the Blacks." Slughorn asked.

"No." Tom just said and left the office before Slughorn could say anything.

"Father told me that you will have an escort to bring you to the Malfoy Manor. You will leave the same day as the break starts so as not to arouse suspicion." Abraxas informed immediately as soon as Tom entered the Slytherin common room.

"Leave me alone Abraxas. Thank your father for his hospitality but I will not be needing it." Tom said in a clipped tone and went upstairs to his room where he had been last in the morning with her. He could still smell her and he tried hard to memorize it.

Her trunk was not here today. It would be in her packed luggage. But there was something in his room that had not been there earlier.

That guitar from the room in the trunk lay beside the window with a note stuck on it.

In the hopes that I hear it soon.

Love,

Lia

It had not been there this morning. She had sneaked back in…to put this…before...before she fell.

And the tears Tom had been holding in since the day escaped the eyes.

He picked the guitar on a whim and before he knew his hands had found the chords and he began stumbling through them, as he cried, just cried.

He could not believe he had let it happen. He could not believe that he had screamed at her for taking security lightly when she had placed such contingencies at places. He did not deserve her. He wish he could….he wished he could…


Eve's POV

Evelyn had escaped the patrolling prefects, ducked under several suit of armors, hidden from Dumbledore's eyes in the past 20 minutes in the night to complete her mission.

She was determined to see Cordelia. Determined.

Somehow, somewhere she was blaming herself. She took pride in being observant, if only she had seen this coming.

Cordelia's pale, bloody body had been appearing in her nightmares and would not let her sleep.

She just wanted to see her face before they took her home.

She had not expected someone else to have the same plans as her. But she was honestly not surprised to see Tom Riddle already inside the infirmary wards, staring at the pale features of their favorite person in the entirety of Hogwarts. This did not surprise her. The wards were based on intentions and she had no intentions of hurting Cordelia, she had counted on them to let her in. Tom perhaps had a similar idea.

Eve had friends, other friends, but she had connected to no one as she connected to Cordelia. There was a certain thrill and a familiarity and a sense of belonging when she was around the Black Heiress.

She stayed hidden in the shadows, she did not want to interrupt Tom's moment or startle him.

She did want to warn Tom when she saw the mediwitch approaching him and he stood motionless, staring at Cordelia's face.

She had seen his eyes numerous times. Often they were unreadable and composed. Today, today they were empty like somebody had taken away his everything. Suddenly, she reconsidered, maybe Tom had not even cared about the wards in his whim to see Cordelia.

"I was expecting you, Tom…"The Mediwitch said softly.

Tom's eyes widened briefly and then his eyes went back to their emptiness, " I won't cause trouble, I just wanted to see her…"

"I know…" The mediwitch said, "She loves you just as much, you know. Perhaps more than you know. Talks about you all the time. Tom and I did this. We want to do this. You know Tom has this angry expression…" The mediwitch said with a sad smile.

It did not seem to have an effect on him. He just stared blankly.

Evelyn's eyes then went

onto the object in the shadows which was well hidden from Madam Underhill's sight. A Guitar. She did not know if it was Cordelia or Tom's.

"She will be fine." The mediwitch said after a minute.

"How are you so sure?" Tom asked coldly.

"Because nothing can beat Cordelia Faye Black. I have never met a stronger spirit." The mediwitch said, her expression forlorn.

"I just wanted to say…" Tom began… "She is leaving tomorrow...and I just wanted to say…"

He felt a hand on his shoulder. He made no attempt to hide his tears.

"I will leave you with her then. She is safe. You are safe…Say whatever you want to say…" The meidwitch said kindly and left.

Eve stayed where she was, hiding in the shadows, watching Tom Riddle's tears glistening against his pale cheeks. She did not think that he would appreciate her company.


Tom's POV

Tom tried speaking several times but he choked on his own tears. She would make out of this. He would see her smiling again. Madam Underhill was right. But nothing consoled his broken heart. It just tore his heart to see her like this.

She looked like she was sleeping peacefully. Her features were pale. That was all. Her magic had strained itself in protecting her from the trauma.

All her bones and injuries had been mended. All that was remaining was for her to come out of the coma.

But that didn't matter. What mattered was she had gotten hurt on his watch! His poor, beautiful Lia, all bloodied and broken.

He wished he could, he wished he could travel back in time and prevent it all. But the time turner was in her trunk and her trunk was inaccessible and since she was still lying here comatose, he knew that he did not travel back in time and prevent….

Riddle let out a small sob.

"I feel Lia….I feel so much..I feel I will break apart. And you are not here…what do I do Lia? What do I do Lia?" He murmured softly.

"I couldn't speak….but the music and words flew out of me…" He sniffled, " I wrote a piece and you are not even here to listen to it… Just come back…please come back…I can't…I can't…It hurts Lia…It hurts…I am sorry…I am sorry I was not fast enough…I am sorry I yelled…I am sorry that I was a dick in the beginning, I am sorry I was mean, I am sorry I doubted you, I am sorry I …I am not...I won't do it again. I won't scream...I will just be with you…Just come back…"

He broke down before biting his lips, "I wrote a song for you….Actually I wrote a couple….I am sorry…just come back..." He picked up the guitar and placed his hands on the chords….The words came to him naturally

"Come up to meet you, tell you I'm sorry
You don't know how lovely you are

I had to find you
Tell you I need you
Tell you I set you apart

Tell me your secrets
And ask me your questions
Oh, let's go back to the start

Running in circles
Coming up tails
Heads on a science apart

Nobody said it was easy
It's such a shame for us to part
Nobody said it was easy
No one ever said it would be this hard

Oh, take me back to the start"

He choked on his tears at 'this hard'…before continuing to sing again, "I was just guessing
At numbers and figures
Pulling the puzzles apart

Questions of science
Science and progress
Do not speak as loud as my heart

Tell me you love me
Come back and haunt me
Oh, and I rush to the start

Running in circles
Chasing our tails
Coming back as we are

Nobody said it was easy
Oh, it's such a shame for us to part
Nobody said it was easy
No one ever said it would be so hard

I'm going back to the start

Oh [x4]"

He stopped. Tears kept flowing out of his eyes though until his eyes went dry.


Eve's POV

Eve saw it all. She saw Tom sing, heard his soft, whimpering voice. It broke her heart to see him like that. She contemplated going without seeing Cordelia and not interrupting his moment but she thought he could use a friend and since Cordelia was…indisposed…she should step up.

She swallowed and stepped onto the foyer of the infirmary. Her footsteps made Tom look up.

"I will just be leaving Ms. Underhill…" he said without looking behind to see who is was and dropped his head to see Cordelia again.

"It is not her…' Eve said hesitantly. This made Tom look up again and turn around in a slight surprise.

"I just wanted to see her before she was taken away from here. I guess you had the same idea." She said, gaining a little confidence.

"I do not understand…" Tom shook his head.

"We were sort of friends, ever since the dementors. Guaranteed, we did not talk much but I guess we understood each other. It is hard being a rich muggleborn here, Cordelia understood." She shrugged, "I just wanted to say goodbye, then I saw you, I contemplated going but then I thought I may as well say hello." She answered, hoping that this was what his confusion was about.

"She understood everybody, more than what people expected." Tom muttered.

"She would understand this too." Eve said without meaning to.

When he looked at her, she said, "Your grief, I mean. She was quite intuitive that way, especially about you."

Tom just nodded. He still looked empty.

"Did you see anything?" Tom had to ask, she guessed.

"Not really, but I do not need to. I am guessing that it was Renatus or one of his cronies… She said dismissively.

"Why would you say that? Did Lia discuss..." Tom was curious now.

Oh, that meant Cordelia had not discussed her warning with him.

"I talked to her about him. He has been glaring at her since The Gryffindor match where Potter got hurt. I warned her about it but she already knew. She said she would deal with it and asked me to stay away." Eve was honest. What would Tom do?

"I did not say anything because I doubted that they would listen to a muggleborn." She added, "It is my word against his. And he was very conveniently absent from today's crime scene. Likely lurking in shadows."

"I need to go." There was an urgency in Tom's voice. She could see him thinking hard...

"Don't do anything stupid Tom…She would never forgive me…hell she would never forgive you…" Eve began but Tom had left the hospital wing by then.

"Both of you are so impulsive. I guess you deserve each other," She instead talked to the comatose Cordelia. She stared at her face for a bit, then took a step back.

"Farewell, Cordelia. May you get better soon." She murmured, backed away from the bed and reluctantly looked at Cordelia one last time before quickly walking away.


I am really sorry about throwing such a thing on you. I really am. But it does not change the fact that this is, by far, my favorite chapter. Smiles and Hugs. I think you guys can use it.

Next update will be as usual. Reviews are much awaited.


This one is a rant so feel free not to read.

I mostly get nice reviews but I received this one really mean review and it infuriated me. I am all for criticism and feedback but it looks like that this person did not even read the story. Since I could not address this otherwise as it was guest, I am going to address it here even though she might not read it ever because I am just too angry and I need to vent and explain.

Review from Lillah: I know you said you'd be writing a mary sue but I didn't realize, until now, how badly you would write her. I've read quite a few mary sue fanfiction stories so I know it is somewhat possible to write an interesting one who's character doesn't seem so fake they might as well be a cardboard cutout of a person. Your Cordelia feels completely fake to me. Where is the suffering from losing everyone she loves? Where is the hatred of Riddle (which I can't imagine her not feeling, past self or not, cause, hello, he killed her parents and was responsible for almost all her suffering in life.) Plus, she's never been the changing/redemption people kind of person. I think your actually writing a female Naruto instead of Harry.

So, I will be dropping this story. I hope any future stories of yours will be better written

Reply: Yes, I said it is a Mary sueish character. Like I have said multiple times, I don't se a problem with it. If you, as much as, read even one interlude or my author notes, you would realize that Cordelia works hard to pretend that she is perfect. It does not mean she is. And there lies a brilliant layering in character.

I am sorry that you feel that she is not interesting enough and that she is a cardboard cutout. For your information, she is cryptic, over-confident, downright obsessed with Tom and has a truck load of issues that get explored in the Interludes apart from her powerful and beautiful depiction. And that depiction is not random too. She is trained by Narcissa Malfoy to be alluring. She has honed her magic for six bloody years. I don't see any resemblance to a cardboard cutout. And as for being a child of magic (not that you discovered that), she has weaknesses, like her anchors. She feels hollow without them.

On top of it, she has two lives to reconcile with.

I don't see how you have pinned the character to be fake. You did not stick much to with the story but my third update was an interlude that explicitly discussed her feelings for leaving behind her whole world. She has suffered and she was willing to suffer for it to come back for Tom.

She does not hate Tom. That is the whole crux of the story. There is a part of her that identifies with him. I am afraid if you came to read a cliché hate turned into love story, this isn't it. And this a bloody fanfiction. I explicitly mentioned that this is an AU. I have reimagined Harry's character, much like I have done for Tom. He is not completely evil as portrayed in cannon. And Harry is not that naïve. She understands that Tom was insane and she is willing to look past it. She blames Dumbledore and other circumstances for her fate. And BTW, this is a 14 year old Tom who has not killed anyone.

If you have a problem with such characterization and imagination, then I don't know what you are doing, coming here and reading fanfiction. You should stick with the originals.

I am afraid that it is your dichotomous view that would create cardboard cutout of perfectly good and perfectly evil characters.

Hello to you too, this is an AU and a fanfiction. She can be redemption type of person. It is my character and I will do what I bloody want with. Again, don't read fanfiction if you can't tolerate creativity.

I don't know anything about Naruto so I don't see how I am mimicking it. But even if I am, what is the bloody issue? I repeat, this is fanfiction. And, hello again.

Yes, go ahead. Drop the story. I would much rather have readers that understand the subtleties of story if not appreciate it.

Just a tip, if you wish to review and criticize a story, please make sure that your tone is respectful and your criticism is constructive. Don't just bash random stuff that you did not understand because of your daftness. It does not help in the least. Another tip, if you don't like a story and you are normally this dense about criticism, consider not leaving a review at all.

Also, I am not normally this scathing and hostile. I normally take criticisms in stride and I have incorporated a lot of feedback coming from people.

If even a small shred of your review made sense, I would have treated it with respect. But I am not because you were very disrespectful. I have also taken the opportunity to delete it because you made me just that raving mad.


DEAR PEOPLE, SORRY ABOUT THAT. I appreciate the reviews will all my love and care. Please review even if it is a criticism. I will eventually get back to you. I read all of them as soon as I get them. But I just have been occupied to reply to them. :D

NOTE: I don't own Scientist by Coldplay. I just love that song. :p