Not going to lie, writing this was kind of challenging, but fun! I'm finally getting a chance to flesh out some characters! I'm going to try and fit the duel in this chapter if I can't, I'll definitely include it the beginning of the next chapter.

I hope you guys enjoy this! But I enjoyed writing it!

Also, sorry for the long wait! Enjoy!


Last time on: Black and White!

"So then we got a very basic amount of punishment..."

"For doing something outrageous... yeah! But, I don't think we should get too happily. Andrew's extremely stubborn and proud. He told us that he's done being used. So... I think it's time we take our studies seriously, Ron." Harry said turning to Ron.

Ron nodded then rubbed his stomach. "Can we go get food now?" the red head asked with a small moan.

"Yeah, we'd better hurry, the feast is probably almost done."

The two boys then took off running towards the hall for the first meal of the year in Hogwarts.


Chapter 22: Great, just great...

The entirety of Gyffindor tower could sense the tension between Andrew and Harry and Ron. After the first night at the magical school, it seemed as though Andrew had barely been around the two. Only being seen together for classes and homework and that was a terrifying affair. Whenever the three boys sat together Andrew had an unapproachable air about him. When ever they were seen outside of the tower, Harry and Ron usually spent time together while Andrew was mainly seen with students from other houses. Penelope Clearwater from Ravenclaw, Hannah Abbot and Ernie MacMillan from Hufflepuff and he's even been seen having a conversation with Blaise Zabini from Slytherin. But mainly Penelope, Christy Marsh, Vanessa Johnson, Lexi Scarlett and Hannah Frost; though it seemed Hannah and Lexi had a bit of an accident as they were sporting bright green hair and orange skin. Harry suspected Andrew had a hand in that.

Andrew and his group of Ravenclaw friends were enjoying the view of the Great Lake, Andrew loved Saturday afternoons.

"What do you mean muggle's have been to the moon?!" Vanessa; a short raven-haired girl with bright blue eyes asked in a shocked tone.

"You didn't tell them?" Andrew asked Penny.

"I didn't think they'd believe me."

"Well, yeah, they've found their way to the stars. Using machines called rockets. They have a flag up there." Andrew stated.

"Bull!" Lexi denied instantly.

"She has what I like to call Pureblood ideology, sad... really." Penny stage whispered to Andrew "But it's true, muggles have advanced in a scary short amount of time." she finished looking at her friends.

"What of their weapons, in Muggle studies, we were told that they had just discovered gun powder?" Christy asked interested.

"Good merciful God, no, they've moved on from those years ago! Now they use bullets. Small projectiles made of lead with a pointed tip used to penetrate the body and cause internal damage." Andrew said shocked.

He was about to explain more when McGonagall walked up to the group.

"Mr Potter, Professor Dumbledore would like you to meet him in his office right now." she told Andrew in a

stern tone.

"If this is about the missing suit of armor on the second floor, I had nothing to do with that!" Andrew stated quickly.

"What missing- you know what? No, I choose not to ask, nothing has happened so it doesn't require my attention as of yet. No Mister Potter, this is in regards to Miss Granger." the Scottish woman stated in a tired tone.

With a quick apology to the 'Claws Andrew ran towards the castle, his friend was back, and he hadn't seen her for a week! No way was he going to take his time with regards to this. Reaching the Gargoyle Andrew stared at the statue with a frown. "Pepper mints?" he asked with a small tilt of his head.

The statue rumbled then began moving aside to allow access to the Headmaster's office.

When he opened the door, not bothering to knock; he saw his brother and Ron already in the room and a third person; a bushy haired girl only a few centimeters taller than him.

"Andrew!" the girl yelled happily as she ran over to him and embraced him in a spine crushing hug. He expected this and braced himself for the impact, but not the squeeze and slowly felt himself losing consciousness.

"Moi, can't... breathe." Andrew wheezed out.

Hermione loosened her grip held the young boy out at arm's length before giving him a massive smile.

"I'm guessing your dad's alright?" he asked with a small smile.

"Yeah, he woke up today feeling completely fine."

"Great... so, did he say anything...?"

"Actually Andrew, we were just about to discuss that." Dumbledore said with a small grin

"Oh yeah, you lot are also here. So, let's begin, shall we?"

Andrew walked further into the office taking a seat and turning to look at Hermione.

"Well, the Healers hadn't found anything wrong with his body, he's completely healthy so they called in some Mind Healers and they started working on him. They found a block on his mind, something that had locked away a section of his memories. When we asked if they could unblock it, they told us that if they tried to force their way in..."

"They would potentially damage your fathers mind." Dumbledore said while stroking his beard with a look of concentration on his face.

"Right, but after they'd done everything, he woke up, as if they had switched a flip in his mind to wake him up." Hermione stated with a happy smile.

"Well it's a silver lining a least!" Andrew replied happily. "So, did your dad say anything about... us?" he asked gesturing to Harry and himself.

"I'm sorry Andrew, but no, he doesn't even remember saying that at the Alley." Hermione responded sadly.

"Shit!"

Hermione didn't have the heart to admonish him for cursing, as Andrew looked unnervingly sad. He looked down and ran his hands through his hair before he sat up and looked at the others.

"We'd better get going. Mio, I've got the notes from the first week of school for you."

Nobody wanted to break Andrew from his obvious attempt at changing the subject and so decided to simply follow along. When the three Gryffindors had left his office, Dumbledore moved behind the desk and rubbed his face tiredly. That's when Fawks decided to flame into the office and started singing sadly.

"Yes, I know my friend. I hadn't thought the block I placed all those years ago would deteriorate to such an extent. I truly regret my actions back then, but we couldn't risk it. I just hope, when they find out about everything, that they will understand."

Fawks trilled once more and Dumbledore nodded his head sadly.

"You, of course, are correct my friend, Andrew will most likely not be happy with the news or believe it at first and will most likely fight against the information, I just hope it hasn't skipped a generation... We must keep an eye on them-" the aged wizard was cut off by an angry bark from his familiar.

Dumbledore sighed once more. "You're right, I apologize my old friend."

The flaming red phoenix once again trilled happily and settled on to his perch for a little nap. All the while Dumbledore felt his heart go out to the two Potter boys. 'I really am sorry Harry and Andrew.'

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Hermione was told about their first week of lessons. Potions was essentially nothing more than punishment ring for the Gryffindors as Snape decided the punishment award to Harry and Ron hadn't been harsh enough and then decided to take matters in his own hands. Transfiguration was still challenging and yet fun. Herbology was... interesting as the boys told her about Neville's unsecured ear-muffs which then resulted in his black out from the Mandrakes. Charms was also becoming slightly more challenging as they had tackled the Incendio charm- a charm used to summon a small fire. But by far the worst subject was Defense Against the Dark Arts; all three boys all agreed that the teacher; Lockhart was a load of shite. His first lesson consisted of a pop quiz, all about himself. The second class centered around his adventures and the third was just useless trivia! They hadn't learnt a single spell from the man. Andrew hated the man a little more heatedly than the others as his memory refused to disregard the useless information and kept it around as it were just as important as the blood replenishment potion they had learned.

Of course 'Glass half-full' Granger simply believed the man had to have maybe been teaching the students an extremely subtle way of communication.

"By using information about himself... Bloody brilliant." Andrew said sarcastically.

The weekend passed relatively quickly as Andrew helped Hermione catch up with her school work. On Sunday evening the three boys had sorted out their issues and had come to a mutual understanding regarding their work and their own responsibilities. The meal on Sunday wasn't anything too special, Andrew joined his friends at the Ravenclaw table and let them know what was happening.

"Hey, Drew! What's up?" Penny asked with a smile as the young boy appeared.

"Hey guys, nothing much, just came by to let you know that Hermione's back."

"Okay? So... does that mean you're abandoning us?" Christy asked looking at the tiny second year boy scandalized.

"Err, no, I mean, I'm going to be hanging out with my friends again... Not to say you guys aren't my friends, I mean, unless you don't see us as friends, but then it's perfectly fine, I understand... You're all fifth years and I'm just a second year, so..." Penny and the others were shocked to see the usually confident (cocky) Andrew looking so... fragile.

"No, of course not! I mean, we love having you as a friend. You are our friend. I mean we understand, Hermione's back so you gotta help her with her school work and everything. We'll see you around, okay?" Vanessa stated quickly, trying to calm the young boy's feelings.

"Cool, see you guys later!" Andrew said smiling widely before waving and headed back to the Gryffindor table.

The girls watched him go all with varying looks of disbelief on their faces.

"Did that little bastard just...?"

"Oh my God..."

"I hate him."

"Very Slytherin... little shit."

Back at the Gryffindor table Andrew joined his friends as Ron and Hermione got into a useless argument involving the benefits of broccoli vs beef stew. Sighing the dark skinned boy shook his head and began enjoying his meal.

Once everyone had been fed, the Headmaster rose to address the students.

"Good evening everyone, I trust you all had an enjoyable supper. It has been brought to my attention by Professor Lockhart that he wishes to start a dueling club for all the years; thus tomorrow you shall be getting a timetable with the times when your year will be attending the club. After that you shall have the opportunity to either continue these sessions or to drop them. No points will be deducted nor will detentions be served should you choose to stop attending the meetings. Thank you, that is all."

With that little speech, the students started making their way towards their common rooms all chattering excitedly about the dueling club. Most of the girls were more excited about the fact that one of Witch Weekly's: 'Most Desirable Bachelor' would be teaching the lessons while the boys were just excited at the prospect of fighting.

Harry and the others were walking along the corridor when something caught the raven-haired boys attention.

'Maassster... Huuungry... Killll, Huuunt, Maim... Eat... Eat...EAT!'

Harry turned towards the wall as the voice raced past him, but he wasn't the only one.

"What the shitting hell was that?" Harry heard Andrew mutter in a shocked manner.

"I- I don't know." he responded just as shocked.

"Oi, what's the hold up?!"

Turning they noticed Ron and Hermione a little ways a head of them, apparently the two hadn't noticed the boys reactions as they looked confused at the shocked faces the Potter boys currently expressed.

"Sorry, had a weird twin moment there, nothing to worry about." Andrew said loudly cutting off whatever Harry was about to say.

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The following day came around sooner than Hermione and Andrew would have liked as the two were up most of the night finishing Hermione's homework and catch up work. All talks of Hermione's dad had stopped as the girl didn't have any more information for the Potter boy and neither saw any reason to force the topic back up.

When everyone had arrived in the Great Hall the revised timetable had been handed out and the second years found that their classes would be during their fifth and sixth periods.

The second year Gryff's celebrated the time as it meant that they would be skipping out on Snape's lesson. When breakfast had ended everyone left to commence with their days. First period: Transfiguration, Considering how their last few lessons mainly consisted of the years curriculum so it's safe to say when Andrew entered the classroom and found two sets of bunnies on everyone's desk he was thoroughly confused; as was everyone else.

"Come now; take your seats so we may begin the lesson." Professor McGonagall said not leaving any room for questions.

As the students filled into their seats Andrew heard a few of the girls coo at their fluffy test subjects. Andrew turned to see Su roll her eyes at the sound.

"Good morning, today we'll begin with the practical part of your lesson." McGonagall began. "The two rabbits you see in front of you. You will be turning them into slippers; like so." The Scottish woman then waved her wand over the two bunnies on her desk successfully turning them into the softest looking slippers ever.

"The wand movement is a simple circle above the object you wish to convert and the incantation is; 'Soccus Vilior'. Well begin." she instructed as she looked at the class expectantly.

Suddenly there were many yells of 'Soccus Vilior' through the classroom, some students such as Hermione managed to change the shape of their bunny into that of a slipper but didn't manage to change the animal into an inanimate object. Andrew couldn't help but cringe.

"Sweet Jesus, poor little bastards." Andrew muttered shaking his head slightly.

"Really Potter, must you use such vulgar language? It is truly unbecoming."

Andrew slowly turned to look at his partner and was pleasantly surprised to see her rubbing her bunnies ears behind the cage.

"Sometimes vulgar language is the only thing that can properly express an emotion or an action. For example aren't they just bloody adorable?" he responded turning to his own bunnies and smiling at their features.

The Asian girl gave a small huff but couldn't hide her smile as she turned to the creatures. "They are cute." she said in a soft tone.

"Well, I'm going to name you... Bugs and you... Lola. Yep, Bugs and Lola bunny." Andrew said with a smile at the small animals.

"...Why?" Su asked with a frown.

"I'm not sure... Just feels right..."

"Mr Potter, Miss Li, if you're quite finished, I would like to see your attempts at the spell." came a voice from behind the pair making them jump in shock.

"Good God..." Andrew muttered while covering his heart with his hand.

Su recovered first and cleared her throat before she raised her wand. "Soccus Vilior!" The two animals became less fuffy but no major physical changes were visible on them.

"Hmm, Mister Potter, if you will." Professor McGonagall asked motioning to his bunnies.

"Right... okay." Andrew raised the white and golden wand and moved it above the bunnies. "Any last minute advice you'd like to part with before I..." Andrew shut his mouth at the look on the older woman's face. "Okay, I'll take that as a no... Ahem. Soccus Vilior."

Andrew's bunnies simply shifted slightly until they were longer in length but no other changes were visible, frowning Andrew looked at the wand in his hand and couldn't help but feel like something was off.

"I see, perhaps if you would concentrate on the task instead of giving your rabbits silly names you would have done the spell correctly." The Transfiguration teacher said curtly before moving on. There were snickers heard from both the Gryffindors and Ravenclaws. Andrew simply nodded his head while Su ducked her head in shame.

The lesson continued with the class attempting the spell. When the bell finally rang only Hermione and Anthony Goldstein from Ravenclaw had gotten close to completing the spell. Everyone started packing their things away when Andrew noticed Su leave the room in a hurry. Quickly finishing his own packing the dark skinned boy went after her.

"Hey, Su... wait up!"

The tiny Asian didn't respond as she walked faster. Andrew had to jog before he finally caught up to her.

"Hey, Su... hey- what's wrong?" When he had grabbed her shoulder and turned her around to face him Andrew was shocked to see tears in her eyes.

"Nothing." she replied, her voice wavering ever so slightly.

"No, it's not nothing, nobody cries over nothing. Come on, talk to me, I'm sorry about what happened in class but come on, you'll get it next time." Andrew said thinking he was helping.

Su pulled away roughly and stared at Andrew angrily. "Look, I said it's nothing, alright! Just leave me alone!" and with that, she turned and started making her way down the hall once again. "And stop calling me by my first name; I never gave you permission to!"

As the Ravenclaw walked away from him with tears in her eyes, Andrew suddenly felt a wave of deja vu wash over him.

"Hey, what was that about?"

Turning the one half of the boys-who-lived found his brother standing beside him watching Su disappear into the sea of students.

"Not sure yet, come on, we'd better head off to Charms."

The two met up with Ron and and Hermione and the four headed towards the fourth floor where Professor Flitwick's class would be located.

"Poor small bastard has to walk up these steps every day to get to class. That isn't fair." Ron muttered as they climbed the last couple of stairs before headed into the classroom.

The class consisted of the students picking up from their last lesson with the Incendio charm, which resulted in Seamus Finnegan once again blowing up... somehow.

They only had a single with the small Professor before they headed off to lunch, followed by Herbology for a double and then they would finally attend the dueling club.

Once the bell had rung, the Hufflepuffs made their way out of the classroom quickly. Harry heard them mutter something about Potions and figured they had the demented Dungeon Bat for their next class and wanted to have lunch as soon as possible. As he pulled his backpack over his shoulder he heard a voice call out.

"Andrew, Harry, if you would please stay behind." Professor Flitwick spoke.

"Go on, we'll meet you in the Great Hall." Harry said to Ron and Hermione who looked back in a confused manner.

When the two left Andrew suddenly spun to face the teacher before speaking. "If this has anything to do with the sudden and mysterious disappearance of the sword and shield from the trophy room, we had nothing to do with it!"

Flitwick looked at the boy in mild confusion while Harry furrowed his brow at his brother.

"What missing sword and shield?" the Professor asked in a suspicious tone.

"Hmm? Oh, nothing, never mind, you were saying?"

Andrew's sudden innocent face only caused more suspicion to flow through the other two in the room.

"Sure, well the reason I asked the two of you to stay behind is to discuss the start of your training with your wands. How has it been using the other's wand?"

"Well, it was easy enough in the beginning but now it feels more..."

"... Restrictive, like the wands are limiting the amount of magic going through them."

Flitwick nodded his head and spoke again.

"Okay, I can't go into much detail now as I believe we would all like to get some food into our systems. But for now I would like you two to swap back."

With a shrug the two boys handed their original wands back to the other and suddenly felt a wave of magic.

"What the h... I mean what was that, Professor." Harry asked stopping himself from cursing.

Flitwick smiled at Harry's near slip. "Without going into too much detail, essentially your wands missed you. Now then I recommend you two head down to lunch before Mister Weasley finishes all the food."

With a nod the two boys thanked their Professor before headed out to lunch and to tell their friends what had happened in the classroom.

"Wait, I read it wasn't possible to switch wands, that it would be incompatible." Hermione said with a deep frown.

"Well, normally yeah, but, for some reason we can switch wands and nothing happens." Harry said with a shrug of his shoulders.

"But… how?"

"If we knew, we'd tell you." Andrew replied before turning back to his bacon sandwich. He turned to the Ravenclaw table and again saw Su sitting on the end away from the others, but unlike before she had someone with her, something with long, blonde almost silver hair... wait a damned minute! He knew that hair!

Suddenly Su turned to look at him and their eyes made quick contact. She turned away quickly and seemed to be arguing with the small blonde girl. 'Ah, dammit what's her name?!' Andrew thought angrily, he had missed it due to not paying attention during the sorting and keeping up communication with Harry. He knew he'd heard her name, but because he hadn't made an effort to categorize it in his consciously it was lost somewhere in his subconscious.

Herbology was pretty standard as the students continued to learn about the benefits of the Mandrake plants. So the lesson consisted of taking notes and nothing else. For two periods the students couldn't do anything but write in their journals and contain their excitement for the following class.

The second bell rang and the second year students all rushed towards the Great Hall and were shocked to see the entire thing had changed. A single platform laid within the massive hall and none of the other tables were visible. Standing atop the long stage was a man and this man was Gilderoy Lockhart. The moment the students filled into the room the man shot them a wide smile causing a lot of the girls to sigh at the sight; even Hermione which caused the boys to roll their eyes at her.

"Good Afternoon everyone, yes, yes, it is I; The Man With No Fear, A Lord of Perfection, The Man With A Name That Strikes Fear Into the Bones of His Enemies and Witch Weekly's: Most Desirable Bachelor just to name a few. Gilderoy Lockhart!" he announced loudly earning a few screams of approval from some of the ladies in the crowd.

"Merlin, he is so full of himself." someone muttered next to Andrew causing him to chuckle.

"Now, as you all know this shall be your introduction into the world of dueling, and to help me with my demonstration I have enlisted the help of our very own, Professor Snape!" he announced loudly, gesturing to the side of the stage where the Greasy Haired man appeared.

"This is either going to be extremely entertaining, outrageously stupid or absolutely captivating." Someone else said softly. Turning Andrew saw Blaise Zabini and smiled.

"Hey Z, haven't seen you in a while." Andrew greeted loosely.

"Yes, well I do believe you have a preference for the 'Claws." Blaise responded with a bored tone.

"Oh come on now, you know our houses would skin us alive if they found out we were buddies." Andrew said with a hidden smirk.

Blaise didn't get to respond as Lockhart's obnoxious voice filled the hall once again.

"Now then, Professor Snape and I shall be demonstrating a short duel using only the disarming spell. Now don't worry children, I'll be sure not to seriously injure your Potions Professor too badly." the blond haired man stated with an overconfident grin.

The two teachers faced one another and raised their wands. It happened in a flash, "Expelliarmus!" Snape fired off the spell with a quick flick of his wand. The spell hit Lockhart straight in the chest causing the man to fly backwards while his wand was shot off towards his opponent. Snape had a shadow of a smirk on his face as the Defense Professor groaned as he pulled himself together.

He then began muttering off some half-arsed excuse about wanting to let the spell hit him so that the students could see that the spell did not cause any lasting damage. Andrew sighed and rubbed his face, this entire club was a farce.

"Now Professor Snape, how about we let some students give this a try? I nominate Harry Potter." Lockhart said gesturing wildly at the raven-haired teen who in turn groaned defeatedly.

"Of course Gilderoy, how about we match Potter 1 up with Draco, perhaps?" Snape said in a bored manner.

"Great..." Andrew muttered tiredly as he watched his brother and the annoying kid climb the stage.

"Now boys, remember; you may only use spells design to disarm and ONLY disarm your opponent. We don't need any accidents here." Lockhart warned.

"You scared, Pott-"

"Good God, shut up and start already! Christ, you have a mutual dislike for each other, we get it! Just do the bloody duel!" Andrew yelled cutting off the blond ponce, making him blush slightly.

"Potter 2, 30 points for speaking out of turn!" Snape yelled from across the room.

"Go swallow needles..." Andrew muttered in an annoyed tone.

The two students face each other and got into their dueling stances. Draco was the first to fire off a spell, only it wasn't a disarming spell.

"Dipulso!" The blond yelled, catching Harry off guard as the banishing charm caught him straight in the chest causing him to fly backwards on the platform. After landing hard, the raven-haired boy heard a few snickers from the Slytherins in the room and felt his anger spike slightly, and the moment that happened he felt a sudden burst of heat from his wand.

"Rictasempra!" he yelled thrusting his wand forwards, and remembering what happened when Andrew overpowered the spell during class.

Draco dropped to the floor and started laughing hard, as hard as he had ever laughed before. Harry kept the spell up until he saw tears in the boys eyes and a small dark patch on the front of his pants. He finally let the spell go and smirked slightly.

"Potter! 50 Points for endangering another student!" Snape yelled, but it fell on deaf ears as people started noticing the dark patch of Draco's pants and the whole hall started laughing at him.

Glowing a bright red, the near silver haired boy sneered at Harry and raised his wand to fire off a spell he should not have been able to know at his age.

"Serpent Sortia!" A large king cobra shot out of his wand and landed on the platform with a heavy thud. The crowd gasped in surprise and fear as the snake slithered around looking for it's prey.

"Don't worry yourself Potter, I'll get rid of that-" Snape was cut off by Harry who had started speaking to the snake.

But what the Potions Professor didn't notice was how the entire hall had gone silent as Harry started speaking to the large man-eating creature. It wasn't the fact that Harry was speaking to it that made everyone freeze, it was the fact that he was speaking to it in Parslemouth; language of the snakes.


Finally! Finished it! I hope you guys like it! I tried to include as much characters without forcing them as much I could, also I know we've barely heard from Tonks, but she'll be back in the next chapter!

Now on to the Omake! I had an idea for this I just hope I'm able to implement it correctly.

BTW: LIFE IS STRANGE SPOILERS BELOW! Don't read if you want to play it but you haven't had the chance yet!


Omake: Luna... why...?

Andrew was currently looming over a very sorry looking Luna.

"Luna, tell me again, what exactly happened." he demanded in a forced tone.

"Well, I had used our unexplained ability to travel through space and time to acquire a time turner." the blonde girl responded.

"Okay, I understand that part, so what happened next?"

"Well, I may have accidentally exposed a muggle to the powder..."

"Yeah, you see, right there, I don't understand how you got that right! How?!"

"Well, I had traveled to a world where there was this person who had ordered a meal at their school; it was an American school by the way. Anyway, they hadn't given her any of the spices she had requested on her food and she was too shy to go ask for the spices and so I offered her some of the sand from the time turner... and I may have accidentally poured more than I should have." Luna replied as if she were answering a question about the weather.

Andrew breathed deeply and tried to control his temper, snapping at the young girl now wouldn't do any good!

"But, why- Luna, why would using the sands from a time turner be the first thing your mind goes to when thinking of spices? Why not just go get more?"

"Well, I've eaten the sands before and they didn't do anything bad to me..." she responded easily again.

"I- I don't know what's sadder the fact that you actually thought that was a good idea or that your reasoning explains so damn much." Sighing again, Andrew gathered his thoughts and turned to the blonde in front of him.

"Okay, we need to go to this world where you gave this poor person time turner sand."

"Okay! Follow me..." She said standing, she then turned and started skipping in a random direction and Andrew followed close behind.

Andrew had read some things about time turners but not much, the reason wizards can handle these devices; or as far as Andrew understood it, was because of the magic they naturally possessed. Their magic counteracts against the time turners magic, forcing the wearer to travel back in time but in a body with only half of their magic. Essentially splitting the amount of magic that person had with their original form and their traveled form. It's very convoluted and confusing but the gist of the explanation is your magic is split to sustain your form in the past while your current form continues to go on.

BUT for muggles it's different as they have no magic, they wouldn't be splitting themselves between past and present but rather, forcefully pulling themselves through time and space to a specific moment in the past, basically ripping themselves out of that reality and forcing a reality to be formed from that spot; And THAT was dangerous, you don't fuck with the natural order of the world or it'll come back to bite you in the arse.

If this muggle had been over using their new found ability (if they even developed one) then God help them all-

Andrew's musings were cut off as he was suddenly accosted by great winds, blinding lightening and penetrating rain. He blocked his eyes for a moment before looking up and seeing the monstrosity that lay ahead of him and his blonde companion.

"Holy mother of Merlin! Is that a-" a hand suddenly slapped over his mouth cutting him off. He looked over at Luna who pointed to two girls standing a few meters away from them on a cliff. One of the girls had mousy brown hair and wore a white t-shirt with a doe graphic on it, while the other girl had vibrant blue hair and an impressive sleeve tattoo and wore a loosely fitted white vest. But the real star of the show was the God Damned Tornado that was currently tearing it's way towards a small town on the coast.

"Max!" The blue haired girl yelled over the roaring of the wind. "You have to make the chose now!"

It was probably the flash of lightening which momentarily blinded him, but Andrew could have sworn he saw a rectangular shaped box split into two options appear for just a second with the words; "Save Chloe and Save Arcadia Bay" written on the rectangles respectively.

"Chloe..." The brown haired girl; Max started. "I'm sorry, I am so sorry!" she stated yelling out at the blue haired girl.

"What is happening right now?" Andrew muttered.

"It seems as though Max may have used her powers and helped Chloe, but now she has to make a chose between her best friend and her home town." Luna said in her usual airy tone.

Andrew blinked and turned to the small blonde, "She's the one isn't she? You gave gave the sand to that girl... Jesus, just how many times did she tear apart space and time?! D'you know anything about this?"

"Hmm? Nope." Luna answered a little too innocently.

Andrew turned back to the two girls and suddenly saw them kissing... "Oh, wow that's... that's happening." he mumbled.

"I love you, Max Caulfield! Don't you forget about me!" Chloe yelled as Max turned and held a picture in her hands. Suddenly in a blink of an eye, the storm was gone, and there stood Max, alone, no Chloe... she was wearing a black dress, a mourning dress... "Oh..." Andrew said as the realization hit him. And instantly, his anger vanished as was replaced with sympathy and understanding.

"Come on, Luna, we should go." he said.

"Okay... but what about the sand from the..."

"It's okay... I don't think we have to worry about Miss Caulfield destroying the multiverse. Come on, we still gotta get back home ourselves."

And with that, the multiverse jumping duo disappeared, leaving Max alone on the hill to her thoughts.


And done! I don't know how I feel about this! I love Life is Strange and I wanted to honor it somehow, I hope I did a good enough job with this! Leave a review whether you loved it or you hated it!

It started out silly then as I was writing the scene I remembered the game and I was suddenly all in my feelings and shit!

Hope you guys enjoyed this! Thanks for reading!