Hey everyone,
So, I am going to have A LOT OF fun this chapter. It has Sirius being a good and caring father, it has a small bit of Harry-Sirius bonding, it has proper Weasley bashing and it has something I started on last chapter that I really want to use again; Lea proving he can be careless when it comes to people he doesn't know.
The dry, careless attitude he showed Molly last chapter will definitely be making a return as I had a ton of fun making that part of Lea's character and I personally think that is a much better way to knock Molly down from her pedestal – and yes, in here she does have a pedestal, just not a very big one – or to shut her up.
No, not hating,

Venquine1990


Chapter 24
Lea's New Job – The Weasleys

28th of January 1996
Destiny's Haven
Sirius' POV

After the battle between Riku and Harry did we all decide that we have read enough for one day and we left for the Special Room to get some dinner. Here Lady Destiny told us that, once Lea had helped me send out messages to all those I wanted to contact, he would be allowed time with us all the next day, reading included.
Harry had been beyond excited about this and while I am very, very happy for my son and for the fact that I now get to see him so happy, do I have to push down on the belief that I am losing my little boy even before I can truly build a bond between him and myself as I know that is exactly why Lady Destiny brought us all here.

Then dinner was over and Harry had proven my belief wrong as he had hugged me tightly and whispered: "I love you, dad." Making me hold back on tears that wanted to break through my gaze and instead I hugged him back and told him I loved him back before watching him dash over to the door leading to his own bedroom.
I had smiled at my older son and Riku says: "I know I didn't tell you this when we arrived here, but the smell of darkness that put me on edge when I first arrived here is lessening." And while this had shocked and worried me, had I still smiled in relief at the end, glad about how Riku told us without words that Harry was healing.

By now, I am in my room, behind a desk that has a single scroll of all four categories on it along with a charm on the desk that will switch one scroll of a category with another once I had read it through and made a decision about it. And reading through all these hundreds of contracts that people made behind my son's back is a real chore.
"They really just didn't care one bit for him. It was them only for the fame and money." Goes through my mind, more so when I read the marriage contracts that have luckily enough been nullified by Sora and Harry's Keyblades and Harry's bond with Lea than the others as some of them even have a stronger emphasis on money and a bride's dowry than a few of the financial contracts.
And I feel a personal reason to be angry with some of these people as well as I can practically smell Lucius' work in helping them set up these things, mostly the ones where it actually states that, if I had recognized Harry as my Heir before my passing from this world, the Black title would go to his future bride upon their bonding.

"James really has his work cut out for him." I think as I sigh and push myself away from the desk, having worked the last two hours on somewhere between a quarter and half of all the contracts and I call: "Lea, time for work." And instantly the man appears, a large excited smile on his face as I turn my chair to him.
"How much time do I get with Firefly?" The man asks and I shake my head, remembering times where I was just as happy and excited to do things that allowed me time with my mate and I say: "Half an hour and do the Weasleys first. Considering how close Harry is to them, I'd rather have my issues with them resolved above all others."

The man nods and says: "That mother of theirs – she has some really twisted views of you, you know?" At which I groan and ask: "Has she voiced those in front of James yet?" And the man hums as he says: "Possibly. They looked pretty pissed with her when I first arrived there. Some wrong accusation on you or something."
This reminds me of how, when I summoned Molly here, Harry showed her how he was still angry with the statement she made more than half a year ago now and I say: "Don't worry about that. Please, just get the following things taken care of, preferably through the father, Arthur Weasley." The man nods, but then he notices my desk.
"What are those?" He asks and I groan as I say: "Something I've been spending the last two hours on. Contracts of various natures that people of the Wizarding World tried to put up to get a benefit out of my son's fame and fortune. Just leave it, Lea. Personal problems first, financial second." Yet the young man seems to disagree and so I turn to him and say:
"Lea, you're new to our world. You don't know how to handle stuff like this and you're not known to the people you're going to need to get back at these people. James is, so just leave these to him. Give him something to do now that he's back, allow him a chance to play a role in his son's life." Lea sighs and mutters: "Point taken. I got it memorized." Making me smile as I tell him my list.

Lea's POV

"And this is a family my little Firefly is close to? Great X-Blade, they really do need my help as much as Firefly and his father needed Lady Destiny's help." Is what I think as I hear the list Sirius set up over the reading and in the end I ask: "How many chapters did you read to get this list?" And the man worries me further as he says:
"Five. We read of their introduction, of Harry's sorting into Gryffindor, their first week of classes, a duel that Ron accepted for Harry without having the right to and the whole thing I called you in for a few hours ago." And I nod, while silently thinking: "And they got that entire list out of reading only those few chapters."
And while I have no doubt that I will be called back for the sake of this family way more often as they read the rest of the books, do I not let the man notice how much this worries me as I just feel glad that, by now, classes must be over in the school where I took the teacher from before and so I phase out, letting Destiny guide me.

And as I do, do I not enter a classroom or the dorm I had been in the first time I came here, but a very warm, very nicely decorated common room, yet I also instantly get aimed at with a good two dozen wands, shocking me into raising my arms in shock as I say: "I am here on the request of – Lady Destiny, I mean no harm."
And while I wonder why I didn't just say Harry's father, do I then see the same brunette and redhead as I met before come over with lowered wands and the girl asks: "Do you – have news on Harry?" But I shake my head and say: "I am here to gather a certain family together for the sake of my Firefly. A family known as Weasley."
"I'm Ron Weasley." The redhead says shocked and then two redhead twins say: "And we're Gred and Forge." Making the brunette glare at them before a younger redhead girl say: "My name's Ginny Weasley. Why does Lady Destiny want our family? Does Harry want to see us?" But I shake my head again and say:

"Lady Destiny has only one desire; to clear up all issues regarding those she has taken into her embrace. And she and her guests have informed me that there are quite a few issues that seem to either be breaking or on the verge of breaking your family to pieces. And seeing the heart of my Firefly, I wish not to see that happen."
"Wait, what do you mean, your Firefly?" The brunette asks and I smirk as I say: "Allow me to introduce myself. Lea, citizen of Radiant Garden, Keyblade Wielder, Guardian of Light and chosen mate of Kitsune Harry Potter. Got it memorized?" And this shocks and causes some students to scream, yet then I hear some of them shout insults at my mate. Instantly I feel my rage at them growing, but I focus on my task and so I say: "Okay, time to go."
And with that I grab the four redheads and phase out yet again, allowing Lady Destiny to guide me to where they are best to meet with the rest of their family. And this seems to be the gloomy, dark looking house where, as I arrive in what is clearly an underground dining room, I am greeted with three more older redheads.

One of them is that judgmental woman Molly, another I can only assume is her husband and the last seems to be their eldest son, yet before the woman can do more than stand up on such does the voice of Lady Destiny sound through the room and say: "There are two sons left, yet you only need one more to fetch."
And I nod at her voice before the husband asks: "Are you – one of those who got taken by Lady Destiny?" But I shake my head and say: "The name's Lea and I will explain the rest – when I get back with my last pick-up target." And as I hear Molly shout: "Now wait a minute." Do I let go off her kids and phase out once again.

Yet the new location Lady Destiny sends me to is quite intriguing as I end up on top of the biggest pile of golden coins I have ever seen, a man in his early teens with – by now – familiar red hair trying to sit on top of it and work, yet seeming to get frustrated with how bumpy his new desk surface is and screaming when he notices me.
"Who are you? How did you get in here? What magic did you use? You have no right to be here! Only those with an appointment can see the Minister and I never –." The lad rants and I mutter: "Wow, you are her son, alright. Just as judgmental as she is." And this shuts the young adult up as he stupidly asks me: "Wait, what?"
To which I reply: "The name's Lea, I've been send by Lady Destiny – and you're coming with me." To which the young man draws his wand and snaps: "I am not going anywhere. I am calling the Auror and you will be arrested, you crazy bastard." To which I mutter: "Yep, just as judgmental." Making the teen glare at me.

Yet then something happens even I never expected as a gorgeous looking woman with ever changing hair color, length and style as well as facial features appears between us and while her face changes in looks and eye and lip color every minute or so, is there no denying the fury in her gaze as she glares upon the Weasley and says:
"Percival Ignatius, you and the Minister have caused this country nothing but grief and it is time you face the consequences of your actions. You will go with this man for I will vouch for him no matter what he must do to see this done. Do not dare defy my will, Percival Ignatius, for you are a mere mortal, no more and no less."
And while this seems to absolutely flabbergast the redhead, as well as the stubby man I noticed opening the lad's office door earlier, do I shrug and say: "As Genie would say; your wish is my command. Come on, you redhaired prat." And before the boy can utter any more objections, do I phase us both away.

Away and back to the gloomy atmosphere of the underground kitchen where the lad pulls himself from my grasp and says: "I will see you arrested for this. This is kidnap!" To which I roll my eyes and say: "You were taken by me on orders of Lady Destiny –." Yet here the brat says: "The Minister will never believe that."
To which I calmly continue: "Which was witnessed by some portly looking man with a bald spot on his head and who had a really weird bowler hat in hand. I'm going to guess that he is your boss or something?" To which Ron snorts: "That, Lea, is the Minister he just mentioned." And instantly I get reminded as to why I'm here.
"Ron? What are you doing here?" The last of the redheads asks and his younger brother spats: "Same reason as you. And it's Ronald, not Ron for you, Percival." And this seems to shock both the redhead in question – Percival apparently – as well as their mother before his eyes land on Lily and James and instantly they turn angry for some reason.

"What kind of stupid performance show did I land in this time? Lily and James Potter? Alive and breathing and sharing a room with my – ahem – parents? Nice try, but I know better than to believe this crap. What method of disguise are these people using? Polyjuice? Or are they Metamorphmagi like that Auror Tonks?"
The lad rambles and while this seems to shock some of those around me, do I ask: "Are you always the guy who judges before he investigates? No wonder your brother doesn't like you calling him by the shortcut of his name." And the redhead looks at me shocked before his mother stands up and shout: "How dare you?"
But I have already lost care for her and say: "Hey lady, he was insulting the mother of my destined mate. Don't expect me to just take and accept that without fighting back." And the woman looks shocked before Percy snaps: "Alright. Enough already. What is with this nonsense of destined mates? Potter's not even a Magical Creature."
Yet when James says: "Actually, he is." Does Percy shock even me as he shouts: "Drop that disguise before you dare speak to me. I am the Assistant to the Minister for Magic!" Yet to this Lily voices my thoughts as she says: "You're an overly-arrogant upstart, is what you are. And in need of a serious reality check."

And the boy reels back as if slapped before James asks: "Ron, how much age difference is there between you and this brother of yours?" And Ron seems to hit the nail on the brat's coffin as he darkly mutters: "Four years – and he's no brother of mine." Actually causing most of the room to gape at the young lad in utter shock.
"RONALD WEASLEY, YOU TAKE THAT BACK THIS INSTANT!" Molly shouts, yet Ron shouts back: "NO! HE FORCED US TO PICK BETWEEN HIM AND HARRY AND I KNOW WHERE MY LOYALTIES LIE!" And the woman slumps down, in shock over her son both defying her and shouting back at her.

I then clear my throat and say: "Okay, while I would love to clear the air on all this, we do have other matters that we need to settle and these were brought to my attention by Lady Destiny and those kept safe in her warm embrace." Making Lily and James smile in relief before I turn to the stunned to shock family and say:
"It would seem that Harry holds you all in high regard, high enough he has ignored issues that run between you all for the last five years, yet Lady Destiny is sick of him doing so and thus send me with a list of qualms she wants you to fix between yourselves and each other. Here's the list that she and Harry put together."

And with that I start to tonelessly sum up the problems Sirius told me earlier. "Sometimes bad treatment of kids by mother. The twins seem to act up to expectations more than being their usual selves. A certain Percival is letting his ego overrun his sense of loyalty. Ron apparently still has arachnophobia after 12 years.
Some of you might have latent gifts such as the twins or Ron. And on Halloween Ronald made Hermione cry and then even insulted her a second time after doing this. Also, Lady Destiny is wondering when you will apologize to Hermione for that and to Harry for your actions at the start of your Fourth year."

The whole group is actually flabbergasted and then Percival turns snobby and asks: "And you say Potter holds us in high regard? Sure doesn't sound like it. But then again, considering who we're talking about, that's not –." Yet here he stops with a gasp of utter fear as he suddenly has not one but two Keyblades aimed at his neck.
I turn to the wielder of the other Keyblade and see a look of protective rage on the man's face which I am sure is reflected on my own as I am trying my hardest not to let out my favorite element before I focus back on the brat who has found his voice back and says: "Drop your weapons this instant. You are threatening –." Yet I have had more than enough of him and snarl:
"A stuck-up brat that has more of an ego than all of your family have hairs on their head and who has no idea how stupid he is, thinking he can insult someone who is loved and supported by all those surrounding the brat that thinks he can insult said person." And my rant at him makes him take a step back in shock.

"STOP IT! STOP THIS AT ONCE!" Molly suddenly shouts and then Lily turns the ferocious glare she was sending Percival to Molly as she snarls: "We will – when you take that brat of yours to task for his horrid language." And the shocked look on Molly's face makes me roll my eyes while James glares at Percival and says:
"No wonder this little stuck-up bully has such a high ego that reminds me of myself when I was Harry's age. He was never disciplined even when he was clearly in the wrong.""HOW AM I IN THE WRONG FOR CALLING THAT DELUSIONAL LITTLE LIAR EXACTLY WHAT HE IS?" Percival shouts and I hiss:
"Firaga Burst." Making the redhead yelp as a ball of fire scorches over his head and disintegrates a few inches further, the heat scorching some of the hair at the back of his head while he shouts: "THAT WAS AN ATTACK ON A MINISTERIAL OFFICIAL! I WILL SEE YOU IN AZKABAN FOR THAT!" But I retort:

"I'm not from this world, stupid." Making the brat look up from where he had taken fetus position and then he gets further proof of how far he has gone as suddenly one of the twins asks: "Dad, would you be against it –." And then the other asks: "If we switch test subjects –." And they angrily chorus: "From ourselves to him?"
And the anger with which they end their sentence is almost palpable in the air, yet before the balding man can even open his mouth, does the woman shout: "YOU WILL DO NO SUCH THING! HOW DARE YOU TWO EVEN –." But then Lily says: "I sure think he deserves it and Harry's not even my son." Yet to this the woman snarls:
"Exactly! You are not a mother, so you know nothing." But then James changes the angle of his Keyblade and says: "But I am and personally, I think Percival's insults against House Potter are punishable with a Family Feud." And instantly, for some strange reason, the whole redhaired family turns whither than snow.

Yet then the youngest of them all regains herself and says: "You really shouldn't. Punish us for his idiocy. If Percy wants to wait until we see sense as he thinks it is, then he can. But by himself and as a No-Name. All those in favor?" And while the father seems reluctant, is the mother the only one not raising her hand.
This seems to shock the stuck-up ginger senseless before he asks: "You would pick him over me?" And Ronald almost hisses like a snake as he says: "Yes, and you have your own actions to thank for it. After all, you're here digging your own grave, Harry isn't." And this seems to silence whatever argument the brat wanted to use.
I then shrug and say: "Well, that takes care of him. I'm going to guess you can't do this whole making him a No-Name here?" But while the father and eldest of redhaired kids shake their heads, do I then hear the voice of Lady Destiny speak and say: "He must stay. He must see the development of that which he has lost."

To this I shrug and say: "Whatever you say, Milady. Though I don't really feel like hearing him sprout his nonsense so – Thunder!" And with that does a bolt of lightning hit the boy, yet he doesn't even yelp at this as he only falls down like his strings got cut and while everyone looks at the sagged form in shock, do I say:
"Don't worry, I just paralyzed him, using not even 5% of what I can do when going through a light training." And instantly I silence the woman that had wanted to open her mouth to rant at me and I mutter: "And she calls him a bad parent. Harry sure wasn't wrong when he mentioned how you're way too selective with your treatment."
The woman looks shocked and then the father takes over and says: "I agree. Molly, the fight between Percy and me this summer was probably the first time he ever had one of his parents go against him. You have done nothing but praise and inspire him to believe himself the best of the best and look where it brought him.
His siblings hate him, his twin brothers want to use him for test subjects – and I actually feel as if I went wrong with his upraising. Is that really what you wanted? For Percy to think that high of himself that all of his actions as an adult just bring pain and disappointment to us all? That we are on the verge of a Family Feud?"

Yet before the woman can answer him, does James say: "Don't worry, Arthur. As long as you keep this – well, this – far away from my son, I won't have any reason to believe that you or your family deserve to have my family against you. And let's not forget, Molly, I bonded to the Most Noble and Most Ancient House of Black."
And this, again, makes the redheads whiten before I ask: "I'm not sure I see the significance of that statement, but I need something to focus my mind on so I don't go lose myself to the anger this caused me to feel, so how about we discuss a few of the other topics I was brought here for?" And the whole family nods before I think back on my list and then turn to the twins as I ask: "So, why the need to act around your own relatives?"
"Wait a minute, how much of their behavior is an act?" Molly then asks and I answer: "Apparently, all the behavior they show to you –." I say aiming for her and then go on: "And you, kid." And this time I aim for the youngest of the male redheads, shocking the guy before he says: "That is all I know, really. They only gave me a list of issues."

Yet then the twins sigh and one of them asks: "Why the need to act?" And the other answers: "Because they wouldn't believe our true behavior towards them anyway." And then they turn pained eyes towards their mother as they chorus: "Trust us, we tried." And the pain in their voices silences their mother's objections.
"When did you try this, boys?" Their father then asks and they answer: "The summer before our third year. We were using grandpa Weasley's wand to practice protective spells that we wanted to use to keep an eye on Ron and keep him safe as well as supporting spells to help Percy through any stress he could suffer for O.W.L.s.
We had just successfully cast a spell that lets the target hear the sea rushing in their ears when mum found us and because she didn't recognize our spell – it was one of our first creations – she ranted at us and when we explained why we had invented the spell, she shouted that we were liars, shouldn't bother Percy and never disgrace her again."

By now there are tears in both their eyes and they say: "That really hurt, but we didn't want to disappoint her more by showing ourselves weak so we stomached it and then, one night a few weeks later, we tried confiding in Ron in a way we thought he would like so we turned it into some kind of kids' story.
Ron actually laughed at the misfortune of the characters we created and said he was glad he wasn't them. When we asked him if he knew anyone like that, he answered negative and that just made us give up. We just went to Hogwarts and there we developed this character that we then started showing around them both."
Here the brother they are talking about looks red with shame and he says: "I did realize later that your story sounded similar to what I heard mum complain about some time ago, but I had never seen you serious in your studies or spell crafting before then, so I didn't really make the connection. I really didn't mean to hurt you guys."

But then the eldest of the red-haired kids shakes his head and says: "It's not just your fault, Ron. Mum was in the wrong, yet because this happened in a summer where both Charlie and I had already left and because the twins never really got close to Percy, you were just the person they chose to confide in. It was just bad circumstances."
"How was I –?" The woman asks, yet here she stops as she sees us all look at her as if she's lost it and then the twins chorus: "And that right there is why we prefer to act over being our natural selves." Before they, with tears clearly showing in their eyes, dash through the door where we arrived and up a pair of staircases.
Here Arthur stands up in anger as he glares at his wife and says: "That's it. I've accepted and tolerated your behavior to our kids long enough and have let my own ego and pride get the better of me for what is clearly too long a time. Bill, let Charlie know that – I'm ready." And Bill's eyes widen for a second before he nods.
He then stands up himself and says: "I'll go comfort the twins. You take care of the rest of Harry's list." And his father nods at him as the man takes off for the staircase while his father looks at me as I say: "Sorry, I thought I had picked one of the lighter topics." But the man shakes his head and says: "You couldn't have known."

Yet I still feel kind of guilty and then decide to explain this to my mate later and ask him for forgiveness ask: "So, latent talents, perhaps?" The man smiles as Lily says: "I can cast a spell for checks. It's something Campbrina teachers are supposed to cast on their students when they need to pick their electives." And while I can admire this concept does Arthur nod at the woman.
He and the kids then all form a line, Arthur using his wand to make Percy's limp form rise up and the woman starts at Molly, who had more or less been dragged over by Arthur as well, yet the casted spell seems to come up without result and the same happens with Percy, who is standing between his parents, yet not with Arthur.
Here the spell actually lights up the man slightly and causes for a soft blue and pink aura to wrap around the man, shocking everyone before Lily smiles at him and says: "Well Arthur, I think we can guess where the twins get their inventive streak from. That's the ability to create new things for the sake of loved ones or family."
And the balding man rubs the back of his head as he asks: "Is that why I love tinkering with Muggle stuff so much? Because my talent makes me love tinkering, but I just chose the wrong subject to tinker with?" And Lily nods as she says: "If the Mother accepts, I think I can get Aurolina to come over and help you with this. Help you find the right stuff to tinker with. Who knows, if you train this skill enough, you might even be able to make some money off the stuff you create."

And Arthur nods in grateful glee before Lily goes over to Ron and the boy seems ready to have the same result as his mother as he actually gasps louder than the others when a misty grey and oak brown colored aura envelops him, Lily and James both looking quite impressed with the color combination before James says:
"Impressive. That's a latent talent for Trouble Prediction and a latent talent for Wand Lore. You could actually be the next Ollivander if you train that skill, Ron." And this seems to shock Ron even more before he asks: "Wait, you – you actually think so?" And the man shrugs before he throws the kid his wand and asks:
"What properties?" And while the boy seems shocked to suddenly have another's wand in his hand, making him fumble as he catches it, does he, in his shock, say: "Eleven inches, Mahogany wood, pliable and with a bit more power as well as excellent for Transfigurations. Core: a single hair from a Unicorn mane, the Unicorn a male foal." Before he stops in shock.

"Yep, we got an Ollivander junior right here, we do." James says in great pride and Ron looks from the man's wand to the man himself in shock and then Lily, who happily gives the boy a proud tab on the shoulder, moves over to the last in the line, Ginny looking a mix between hopeful and a hint of self-doubt for some reason.
Lily moves her wand over the girl in the same manner as she has been doing with her brothers and parents and then Percy gets a reason to probably feel pretty jealous as she too starts to shine with an aura that is made out of dark and light red colors and this makes Lily actually smile at me in glee as she tells me:
"Looks like you have a bit of a protégé now, Mister." And I tilt my head as James says: "The dark red stands for the fact that she is actually a Fire Elemental – or at least has the potential to be one – and the light red proves her efficient ability with Fire-based spells, enchantments, curses, hexes, charms and even fire-based rituals."

"She's more of a Firefly than my Firefly." I can't help but mutter and James laughs as he says: "You got that right. Long live magical creature bonds." Yet here Arthur turns to his youngest and says: "That reminds me. How on earth are none of you shocked to see James and Lily alive? Did Albus actually tell Hogwarts of this?"
But Ron shakes his head and says: "To be honest, we just thought some form of magic had taken them to wherever Lea came from and that he took them back here before picking us up or something, really." Yet at this the mother of my beloved shakes his head and says: "Not so much a different world as more a hidden school."
This makes the youngest four look at the man intrigued and he says: "I was asked to become a teacher for Campbrina High after Graduation, yet didn't feel ready and wanted to get things properly sorted out in my life first, before I did so. Yet as the years passed and the war lasted, I started suffering from a family curse."
This worries me and the man says: "It's called the Potter War Curse and it can affect Potters, who cannot fully rely on their mates, friends or family when a war lasts more than eight years. And for us the war didn't truly start until 1972, so the whole curse didn't start effecting me until after my younger son got born."

"Wait, younger?" Ginny asks and I think: "Wow, these people know how to keep secrets." While James smiles and says: "I know Harry has been alone for the last 14 years, but I had another son before him; one who I lost to the magic of Lady Destiny shortly after he was born – and now they are reunited at last and I got to meet them both a few hours ago."
And this seems to shock the kids before Lily says: "Allow me to give you the full explanation. Sirius is a Veela who is bonded to James, I am bonded to James as a sister and Harry has a brother named Sora, who is currently bonding himself to the older brother to one Neville Longbottom named Riku as Sora is a Veela like Sirius."
"Then why is Harry a Kitsune?" Ron asks and James answers: "Because that is just how things go in my family. If a Potter bonds with a Magical Creature, their firstborn inherits that the Magical Creature inheritance of that family, the second inherits their own which is Kitsune and after that we birth a Faea and then a Sirene.
And I really don't know what other heritages we can give to our children as Potters have never been recorded to have birthed more than four sons." James shrugs as he finishes his explanation and then Ron asks: "Then why aren't you with Sirius and Harry right now?" And the man in question shrugs as I tell them:

"I did get the promise that I get to spend five minutes with my beloved firefly tomorrow for every message I deliver. So far, this is my third trip, but all of the messages do get to be summed up together into 30 minutes, though I do hope I get to – darn, really?" I ask as I feel a wave of negative energy come over me and I sigh as I say:
"Oh well, who knows. Maybe James can get his own job later on." At which the man smiles widely in excitement before I say: "Until then, why don't you help this family with the last few issues I got send here with?" And James asks: "Are you guys okay with that?" To which Arthur cringes and looks down at his clasped hands as he asks:
"Would Lady Destiny be against it if we cross those bridges ourselves in the coming days?" And this time I feel a positive wave of energy pass over me, which makes me happily shake my head at the man, making him sigh in relief before I ask: "So, should I take Mr. Selfish back to his vault or his office? Oh wait, someone merged those two together." And at this the bastard glares at me and seems to have refound his voice.

"That was that bastard of a murderer. It was Black and he had absolutely no good reason." Yet then he seems to notice that no one believes him and his sister crosses her arms and sarcastically mutters: "No, you and your little money-grubbing hands just picked a lying bastard over his son's loyalty to you. No, no reason whatsoever."
And the stuck-up bastard seems shocked to hear his sister degrade his last statement like that before I say: "Heh, who cares for the opinion of someone who cares more for himself than his own family anyway. Okay, let's go." And with that I take the boy from his parents and phase us both back to his money littered office.
Here the bowler-hat wearing man is still standing where he was earlier on and I look at him strangely, shocked he has been standing there the entire time before I turn back to the brat and raise my eyebrow yet again as he is actually pressing his wand into my throat, his eyes actually proving that he has still not learned his lesson.

This alone annoys me, while the wand in my throat and the supposed threat it holds just bores me and I carelessly grab his wand before I tonelessly mutter: "Fire." And the man's eyes widen as his wand actually gets set on fire, causing him to let go off it with a yelp of fear and while it clinks onto the coins and burns up, I say:
"Aw, what a shame. And just when you found out that the brother who hates your attitude the most has a latent Wand Lore Talent. Oh well, maybe now you will keep the lessons your family tried to teach you memorized." And with that do I turn to his spluttering boss and decide to let out a little bit more of my anger as I glare at him and snarl:
"I don't know what my mate, Harry Potter for your information, may have done to make you think you can make him a public scapegoat or why you think a leader of your status should turn on a young teenager like you're doing, but let me tell you – it ends now. And those aren't just my words; they're straight from Lady Destiny herself. Keep that memorized."
I hiss in the end, making the man step back in fear and while I think: "Some leader." Do I just huff at him and phase out, using a dark corridor to travel straight up to the top of the station tower. Yet instead of going to sit on the ledge, do I lean back against the walls of the tower and sigh and glare at the setting sun, that is, until a voice asks:

"Wow, what did that sun ever do to you?" And I notice Xion standing on the corner. "Hey, what are you doing here?" I ask and the girl shrugs as she says: "I come here late at night from time to time. Don't get me wrong, I love being here with Roxas and the others, but sometimes – I just like to experience the height, peace and quiet and all for myself."
I nod at her and she comes to sit on the ledge to the left of me before she asks: "So, why are you here? Aren't you usually asleep by this point?" I smirk as the girl actually knows that I usually keep to a strict sleeping schedule and I explain her about my new role in my mate's life as well as how my first job went and who I met.
I sigh at the end and Xion looks away, looking out into the sunset as she says: "A boy like that, Lea, would not last here for five minutes. He would not appreciate this sunset and he would not appreciate spending time with you, me or the others. He would be a Heartless – without a Nobody – within the hour." And just the calm, wise tone of her voice soothes my raging anger.
The girl then turns her body so that she is looking at me while her head is upside down and asks: "And what's this I heard from a little bird whispering in my ear? Is your mate going to change his gender to mine? Cause if so, I call dibs on your next shopping spree for her." I look at her astonished and the girl gives me a cheeky wink and smile, making me laugh.


You said it, Xion.
I loved that bit! I LOVED adding that bit to this chapter. I didn't think I would add anything to this chapter, but that bit felt TOO perfect. And for the record, the whole meeting took place at around 10 to 11 PM. Maybe that's not a time that most teens go to bed, but I like to think that Lea, while wild and boisterous from time to time, also likes to keep to certain schedules.
Case in point, the ice cream,

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