Hey everyone,
So this chapter is going to, this time around, be the whole reason this story has an M rating. I am going to go down a little harder on the whole thing with the older Gryffindors and their physical desires for Jessica, but I am also going to put more focus on how far Lea is just willing to go to prove that he is Jessica's Mate and Dominant to boot.
Hope you enjoy,

Venquine1990


Chapter 31
Hogwarts Meets Campbrina

30th of January 1996
Girls Dorm, Hogwarts
Angelina's POV

I was very grateful to Lady Destiny as she had hit me with a Sleeping Spell as soon as I got send back and this made sure I didn't worry over what I had found out about Dumbledore and his responsibility over what happened to Harry at the end of his first year. And the fact that I got a chance to sleep a dreamless sleep makes it so that I wake up feeling revitalized. Yet upon my waking I notice that the Deity has done more than that.
I notice this as I had actually been in the middle of my usual cleaning spree, a spree where I clean out all of my possessions and furniture, and had emptied the surface platform of my nightstand before I was brought to the Dimension Jessica and the others were in. Yet upon waking up, do I spot a scroll of parchment and a picture lying on top of the surface. But what I also notice is my Alicia and my other dorm mates gazing at me with curious relief.
"You saw me vanish, didn't you?" I ask as I hadn't been given the chance to close my curtains last night before Lady Destiny whisked me away and the girls nod before Alicia asks: "How's Jessica? How is she feeling? How is she adjusting? How are the others?" And I feel relieved that she doesn't specify any names as I answer:

"She's – heh, she's not doing the greatest, but that's not so much because of where she currently is. If anything her current location is doing everything opposite of what Umbridge is trying to cause to her. It's just that Lady Destiny is having her read of her past adventures; the last four and a half years, but it is also bringing up memories that Lady Destiny isn't mentioning in the books. When I left her, she just recounted a really bad one."
"Which one? When she was in the Hospital Wing? When she was dangling from that broom of hers? When we all got terrified of that Troll supposedly being in the castle?" One of my dorm mates asks, a girl who has been close friends with Alicia since they were only four years old and got into Gryffindor thanks to that friendship and yet I shake my head and say: "When we all let our hormones get the better of us and didn't ask how the 150 points were lost."
And the other girls in the dorm cringe as I nod and say: "Apparently – and I really want to use some N.E.W.T. level spells and half of the spells that father taught me over summer on the bastards who dared to scare her like they did – but apparently some filthy, no-good dirt bags hated Harry for being Harry, because, if he had been Jessica at the time – the Girl-Who-Lived might have become the Mother-Who-Lived."

And my dorm mates look shocked and flabbergasted as one of them whispers: "You're joking." But I shake my head, gripping my blanket in my need to steel my nerves and keep the returning rage under control and then decide to focus on something else, if only to take my mind away from thoughts of revenge. And so I take the picture and the scroll off my nightstand and my dorm mate says: "That appeared just before you woke up."
"Did you see what it was about?" But the girls shake their heads and I raise my eyebrow at them over this as I always believed that their curiosity to be on the same level as that of Jessica and her friends and so I ask: "Want to see what it's about?" And instantly they're all on my bed, Alicia and her friend on my one side and our other dorm mate on the other and leaning against my shoulders, making me laugh as I open the scroll and read:

Dear Angelina,
As you know, I cannot allow my ones to leave my haven as it will undo all the hard-worked effort we have managed to atain the last few days, regardless of how much they deserve their need for vengeance. Instead I will leave handling "the wrong kind" to you and others. If you fail, I will not blame you, but I will leave it to them. Also, thanks to Jessica's mother, others will come to help you. Please go meet them at the Entrance Hall before you go down for breakfast.
Sincerely,

Lady Destiny
PS. Have fun showing your friend off to the "Worthy ones".

"What does that last part even mean? The worthy ones? Who does Lady Destiny think of as worthy? And worthy of what?" My dorm mate, who I am just as close to as I am to my team, asks and I answer: "Worthy of seeing what our famous hero looks like now that he has become a she." And I happily show her the picture.
"HOLY MOTHER OF MERLIN! THIS IS POTTER!" My friends yelps as she sees my gorgeous Seeker friend, who is shown on the picture alongside Sora, Riku and Lea as it was Sirius who took the picture. Then we all yelp as a husky voice growls: "Yes, and she's taken, thank you." And we all look up, Alicia and I shocked to see Lea standing on the other side of the room. "How did you get in here? Who are you?"
Maria, the girl on my left and who had been in the Hospital Wing with the flu until last night, asks and Lea gives us a smirk and two-fingered salute as he answers: "The name's Lea. Got it memorized?" And I remember the twins using that same sentence against the man when we read of the Quidditch match. "You're here to help us introduce Jessica, aren't you?" I ask, but the ginger-haired teen shakes his head and Alicia asks: "Then why are you here?"
And the guy first makes us shiver as a look of furiously raging anger crosses over his face before he makes us both smile as he growls: "I'm here, because two of the four chosen are my equals when it comes to how protective they are over my precious mate. They woke up earlier than you lot, met with me and had me read the chapter you lot did last night before telling me everything Jess did. Needless to say, I'm here to settle certain scores."

And the way that he growls at the end as his body is tense with possessive anger makes my friends and me shiver and feel glad that his anger is aimed at those sick bastards and not us, yet it also makes me feel very confident about the rest of the day as well as Jessica's future with this man by her side. And so I ask: "Would you mind waiting downstairs, Lea? We'll be down as soon as we're changed." At this the guy nods and then phases out.
"How did he do that?" Hailey asks in astonishment and I answer: "The same way he came in here. A special form of magic that Jess' brother calls phasing. Apparently it's a power some of Sora's friends have gained during their adventures. Oh, by the way, this is Sora and that is Riku. Now let's get changed." And while we all move into the bathroom to get a quick wash, does Hailey ask: "He sure is protective, isn't he?" To which I happily ask:

"With someone as constantly loved and hated as Jessica and with her having her looks, wouldn't you want someone that protective to be hers?" And my dorm mate hums before she says: "Yeah, you got a good point there. Still, Jessica sure is lucky. If that guy had just come up to meet us and not been taken, I would have asked him out."
At this I laugh and say: "I thought you had your eye out on George." To which the girl shrugs and says: "Maybe, but that doesn't mean I can't appreciate a good-looking redhead when I see one." Making the rest of us laugh, all of us knowing how obsessed our brunette friend has been with redheads her entire life.
Then we all finish up putting on our uniforms for the day and putting our bookbags together for our different classes and move down to the common room. And once we get in, we get a new reason to giggle as Lea seems to draw the attention of everyone already there and many of them are asking the slightly older teen all kinds of questions. Yet Lea seems hard of hearing with some of them and I don't blame him for those.

"Is it true that you have some hottie for a girlfriend?""Can you really turn us dudes into sluts?""Is that Potter whore expecting your kid yet?""When can I have a turn with her?""Do you share, by chance?" "How big in the chest size are we talking here?""How big is her hoop?""Can you get it stretched enough to fit two brooms?""How hot are we talking here?""Are her skills any good?""Does she ride brooms as well as she used to before the ban?"

These are all questions asked to the lad, yet he seems to ignore them, only humming and either nodding or shaking his head at the questions that are actually respective of Jessica, which I find incredibly admirable as it's obviously infuriating the Weasleys who are all slowly approaching the bastards that are uttering these disgusting questions. And after sharing a nod with Alicia, do I join my fellow Beaters in marching over.
"Care to repeat those questions during practice, Kirke? What about you, Sloper? Care to put your talent where your mouth is?" I ask in raging fury and instantly the two turn greatly white, while the Weasley twins look at me horrified, their eyes conveying the silent message of: "You replaced us with the likes of them?"
And while I had tried making Jessica and the twins feel bad when I told them of this, do I now feel as if I am being punished for that decision. Yet I send them a look back that angrily says: "Not now. Later. Keep your focus." And while the twins are obviously furious over my decision, do they then turn their focus back on the group.

"Hey, what've you got there, Spinnet?" A Sixth year then suddenly asks and before Alicia can pull her hand back, do my eyes widen as Cormac McLaggen actually pulls the picture Lady Destiny gave me out of her hands. But before the lad can take a good look, does Lea snap his fingers and the lad yelps as the picture burns to a crisp.
"Oh, how sad, your selfish impatience took you the only fair chance you had to learn what my mate by Kitsune Blood looks like. Maybe next time, you'll keep it memorized that patience is a virtue. And for the record, my mate is virtuous, end of story." Lea tells the room at large and everyone looks at him shocked for his calm tone. Yet I also notice that some of those around me, like Hermione and the twins, spot the warning tone hidden underneath.
"You could have burned me! I will –." McLaggen snaps at him, but then Lea reaches a hand out to the fireplace, where embers are smoldering in the grate and as he simply flicks his hand up, do the embers ignite, causing for a very comforting fire to burn in the grate. And while many look shocked does Lea then continue his movement.

He waves his hand up and down and every time he moves it up, a single small ember separates itself from the fire and after he has done this with four embers, does the man then use both of his hands to move them high above us, but not anywhere close to the ceiling. And then with another snap of the fingers he ignites them.
Four huge circles made of fire with a cross and an X crossing each other in the center shows in each of the circles and as quickly as they appear, as quickly do they burn out, vanishing into nothing but a few ashes. "Fire is my specialty, my element, my greatest power. It is the one element mostly powered by the love, loyalty and respect – not to mention need to protect – that I feel for my mate. Keep that memorized." Lea says and many students nod.

"So, is that why you're here? To show off and gloat that you're bonded to some slut who has been lying to us for years?" McLaggen then asks, apparently not yet ready to throw in the towel, but before either Lea or the Weasleys can retort, do I think: "Wonder if he's willing to repeat that disgusting statement to the girl's actual parents." And so I snap: "No, he's here to join me into welcoming some new guests that are coming to Hogwarts."
And while this makes Lea turn to me bemused and the others turn to me shocked, do I say: "Come on, Lea, they're probably waiting for us in the Entrance Hall. Oh, and Kirke, Sloper, consider yourselves off the team.""WAIT, WHAT?" The two chorus and Kirke shouts: "But you'll never be able to get a new team trained up in time for the next match! You'll lose." To which I retort: "I'd rather lose than play with rapists." Making the lad cringe back in guilt.

"Come on, guys. It's rude to ignore the orders of Lady Destiny. She told me to go do this in the letter she sent me earlier this morning alongside the picture Lea just burned, before he arrived. You coming, Lea?" And the lad, who is smirking at me as if he thinks this all one big game, shrugs before easily making his way through the students that tried to crowd him and we leave, me whispering: "Trust me, leave those bastards to them."
And the way I say them has all those that are following me, my fellow Chasers, former Beaters, the other two Weasleys, Hermione and Lea nod and smirk. And as we leave the common room behind, do I notice that no one else is following us and do I hear their voices be silenced by the portrait before the last of the group asks: "So, you two, have you told your friends of what Lily helped you find out yet?" But the two Weasleys look startled before Ron says:
"Actually, we have been so busy relaying the story of Sirius' innocence and the bond between him, Harry and the Potters being alive, that we didn't even think of it.""What? What did you find out?" Hermione asks and Ginny answers: "Ron and I actually have latent talents. We found out when Lea took us to London because of what Destiny and Jessica noticed could cause problems in our family. Mr. Potter even called Ron an Ollivander Junior."

This really shocks and awes me as my dad taught me about how and why Wand creators like Ollivander are as rare as they are and the boy shrugs as he says: "He spotted my latent ability and then threw me his wand and startled me into defining it. It just – came out of nowhere." He then turns to face Lea and smirks: "A little like how you appear out of nowhere all the time, really." And the taller ginger smiles at the lanky fifth year.
"What about you two?" Katie then asks, but to my shock, do the twins turn somber and Lea rubs the back of his head in embarrassment as he says: "I accidentally touched upon a sore subject between them and their mum and they needed some time alone. The less said about that the better." And the twins both nod, their eyes silently begging us not to question them any further.

And while I know that Hermione is always very curious, does she seem to accept the request silently send her way and she just says: "Well, I'm sure you can find out next time you see the Potters, right?" Which makes the twins gratefully smile at her, but then I say: "Which is apparently right now." And I stop as I say this.
Everyone turns to where I am looking and my eyes are wide when I see a man that looks like a perfect example of what Harry would have looked like in 20 years from now and a woman that looks quite gorgeous, but who has a pair of fierce green eyes that are just like Harry's and that can be seen even from where I am standing.
And with them is a whole squad of people, existing of three men, a woman and an actual centaur. Yet while I can actually sense a strong sense of magic coming from two of the men and the woman is the most shocking of it all the fact that the centaur is actually clothed in tailored robes and clothes and has his long brown hair braided up in a traditional bun at the nape of his neck. All in all, only the legs set him apart as a non-human being.

"Lily, James. Albus told us you'd be visiting, but – I – I didn't expect it so soon." Professor McGonagall, who comes out of a Great Hall that, from where I am standing, I can see is almost completely empty, says in shock as she approaches the group and James shrugs as he says: "What can I say, Minerva? Lady Destiny's latest gift motivated us into taking action sooner rather than later. Also, can we talk, sometime soon?"
And while the woman actually drops a bit of her usual mask to show her excitement over this, can I not help but gaze at the twins as the man's tone of voice reminds me of the few times they want to trick someone they don't like into thinking the opposite is true. I then turn back to the others and just in time too as James spots us. His entire face starts to shine with genuine happiness and he turns away from the group as he asks:

"Ah Lea, there you are. How's my little girl doing?" And the ginger happily walks over, accepting the actual hug that the man – who I now realize is his mother-by-bond – offers him as he says: "You know that as well as I do, James. Lady Destiny send us back from that dimension at the same time, after all." To this the man nods and smiles: "Good, then she's doing well." But at this I say: "Actually, that's – not entirely true."
And both men turn to me as I say: "I was allowed a visit of my own to her last night. We went over a pretty hard chapter and Jess got reminded of a few things that – really, really frightened her. You got a taste of why just earlier, Lea." And instantly Lea turns angrier than Smith looked earlier as he growls: "Are you telling me those bastards took from my precious Firefly what is only for her to decide on who to gift it to and when?"
But I shake my head, once again glad that this furious rage is aimed at the idiots I sadly share a House with and say: "Only that she wouldn't have been – had she been a girl all along." Which really angers the ginger something furious and his voice actually does scare me this time as he growls: "Correct me if I didn't get this rightfully memorized, but – aren't my Firefly and her family reading of the time she was eleven years old?"

And while some of the students from the other Houses have now come down to see what's going on and those that have come to gather around us are in shock over hearing what is going on at the Dimension, do I nod and Lea hisses: "Those filthy, no-good Heartless were planning to rape my Firefly – AT AGE ELEVEN?" He roars at the end, the calm patience he showed earlier on completely gone from his visage.
And while I know that it won't do him any good, do I nod, at which Lea proves that he is valiantly trying to keep his temper from hurting by digging his finger nails into his own skin while small swirls of embers and fire start to whisp around his feet, does James Potter then say: "Lea, please.""Please what?" Lea hisses, his fury sounding utterly terrifying and James says: "Please keep it memorized that they won't get that chance.
Please keep my decision memorized." Yet at this Lea fells those standing with the man with a furious glare and he snaps: "And they can vouch that dirty scumbags like that will not get a chance like that with my Firefly? Can they?" To which, while I can hear some of my fellow students whisper with each other about all this, some of them actually insulting Lea, does one of them says: "We can, we have various protocols to deal with scum like that.
Either, if it's a mental or magical disease that affects them in ways they can't fight, we have them in quarantined parts of the school or they are send to a special part of the town that resides around the school where they get punished until willingly signing a contract that has them swear never to behave like that again in their lives. And we also have a whole section of the school dedicated to the victims – or potential victims – where they can live and study."

And while I suddenly remember that James offered my friends and me the chance to transfer to Campbrina, does Lea seem to take assurance from the man's words and he nods, his anger obviously still close to the surface, but his strength of character now having a much firmer grip over it, which is proven by the fact that the embers die out around his feet, actually not even leaving any marks on the ground and his calm persona back in place.
"I knew Lady Destiny chose perfectly when she made you my daughter's mate." James then says, a smirk on his face as he slaps Lea on the shoulder and at this all my friends and I nod, part of me just waiting for some of these idiots to try anything. But then I feel like groaning as the most annoying sound of the century rings through the Entrance Hall and Umbridge makes her appearance, actually pushing past my friends and I as she walks.
And the fact that the woman makes Hermione trip and almost fall over the banister of the stairs we are standing on only makes it worse, especially with how careless the woman does it and then ignores the consequences as she sweetly asks: "I'm sorry, but can you please drop these ridiculous Glamours. You are confusing these poor students."

But James seems not willing to take her word for granted and instead asks: "You mean the student you almost caused a serious injury with when you nearly pushed her over the staircase barrister?" And to my shock do I notice that some kind of blade is now between Hermione and the banister, allowing her to regain her balance.
Yet the edge of the blade seems to also keep her in place long enough for Umbridge to see the damage she almost caused, yet before she can mention the blade, does Lea stretch out his arm and does the blade make Hermione regain her footing before it floats back to him, landing in his hand with obviously practiced ease.
"Such a wonderful thing, isn't it? To have someone chosen by Lady Destiny here to make up for the grievous mistake you almost made." James Potter then goes on, not using the same childish tone that Umbridge has made herself known for but actually sounding even more condescending and Umbridge glares at him as she says: "I don't know why you think supporting that –." But then James Potter throws in the winning shot, silencing her in one move.

The man goes to stand right in front of her, a look on his face that proves he believes he has already won any potential fight that might come as he swipes open his robe and an official mark insignia is shown to be sown on the inside of the fabric. A stag with a wand pointing one way and a cloak folded in a triangle to the other, while all three are surrounded by a ring that has a most peculiar stone at the top. And in the bottom of the ring a single phrase is shown.
"Maledictio cordis pereunt. Curses are destroyed by the Heart. A motto that can only be engraved on the robes of the Potter Lord. So, what were you saying about my child, Ms. Umbridge?""That is Professor Umbridge to you!" The woman screeches, but I can easily see that the woman feels as if she has been thrown off her game and James Potter calmly says: "No, you're not equal to my status, so I won't call you that."
"What is that supposed to mean! You're not a teacher! You're not even supposed to be alive!" Yet here James Potter smirks and then feigns shock as he gazes around and looks several students in the eyes, my friends and me included, before he asks: "Ms. Umbridge, did you just admit in front of all these poor, impressionable minds, that you'd rather see the Head of a Most Noble and Most Ancient House and parent of the national hero – dead?"
And while the twins instantly dive for each other, while Ron gains a coughing fit and while Katie runs off to make sure she's not heard, do I have to bite my tongue to keep from laughing at how incredibly brilliant this man is playing the horrid woman. The same horrid woman who is now left spluttering in front of him like a fish on dry land while many of the students that were gazed at are now looking at her with several levels of horror and disgust.

James Potter then actually moves around the crowd, silently giving them reassurances before he moves over to Professor Dumbledore and with a wink, he says: "And that, Albus, is how you deal with annoying nuances." Making me bite even harder, even as I let a snort out through my nose. "I'LL HAVE YOU ARRESTED FOR THAT!" Umbridge screams, but then James Potter proves himself the better man once again.
Without even turning around to give her the honor of his attention, does the man produce a scroll of parchment from his robe and does he throw it in such a way it actually hits the woman in the face. The woman herself stumbles and mumbles incorrigibly before she furiously takes the scroll off her face and glares at the man before she reads it, only to scream in fury:
"WHAT DOES IT MEAN, IMMUNITY! There is no one in England who is –." But James Potter, who has come to stand with my friends and me, just coolly says: "Read on and find out." And the bored way he says this makes me chortle before Umbridge mutters as she reads: "The Mother … by the degree of … Campbrina High for the Wicked and the - CAMPBRINA HIGH!"

And the smirk that James Potter sends the flabbergasted woman makes me feel like he just bested her in everything she's done wrong this past year. And then, as if knowing of her aversion to everything not-human, does the Centaur move forward and proudly state: "That's right, we are all faculty of Campbrina High."
"EVEN A BEAST LIKE YOU!" The woman screeches, but the centaur seems unfazed and says: "I beg your pardon, Madam, but I can trace my lineage back all the way to the Legendary Chiron, trainer of Lord Hercules. How far can you trace back yours, I might ask?" And yet again the woman is left a blubbering mess.
"I thought as much. James, if it's alright with you, I'm going to check out that Heir you mentioned and have words with that disgrace to my kind." The Centaur says and I wonder what he could be on about before I remember: "Firenze. That's right, Sirius made sure that James read about Harry's detention as well. And he must be talking about Ronan when talking about the disgrace." And I happily gaze at the Centaur as he turns around and trots off.

"Wait, Heir? What Heir?" Umbridge asks shocked and one of the other adults steps up as he says: "Well, Lowan considers any centaur who thinks they can insult humans just because they consider themselves above us a disgrace. And he might be able to trace his back to the Legendary Trainer, but unfortunately Magical England and Campbrina lost out on its last Centaur mare during the war against Grindelwald. So Lowan searches out worthy Heirs."
"You actually think a beast like that should breed?" The woman asks shocked, yet I notice that, the more she speaks, the more students actually start to glare and snort in disgust with her and the man asks: "Is it not the goal of the Ministry to preserve as many ancient lines as magically possible?" And the woman splutters for a few seconds before she growls and storms off, yet this time we are ready for her and get out of the way in time.

"James, I do hope you know what you're doing. If you push Dolores too far, she will surely lash it out against the rest of us." Professor Dumbledore says and yet at this James Potter glares at him and says: "If she does so, Albus, then it's up to the Leader of Hogwarts to protect those under his care. Or am I wrong in that belief?"
And the Headmaster seems genuinely flustered as I think: "Lost cause." And this makes me decide to finally do what I have been wanting to do since the team and I read of Harry's first Quidditch game. I take a deep breath and bring out the young Lady my father has been training me to be these last few summers as I say: "Lord Potter, thanks for coming. Now I can make the offer you made me official, if that offer of yours still counts, that is."
And while Hermione, Neville, Ron and Ginny seem confused, do the twins and my Chaser friends smile as we all approach the man, who smirks back and asks: "That depends. How fast can you get your stuff packed?" To which the twins chorus: "What are summoning spells for?" Making the man laugh before Hermione asks:
"What are you all talking about? Angelina, guys, you have exams this year, remember?" And I happily tell the girl: "And I will feel much more confident passing them – as a student to Campbrina High for the Gifted and the Wicked." And the younger two Weasleys and Hermione look at me flabbergasted, even while both my former and current team mates nod in agreement with me before McGonagall storms over and snaps:

"Ms. Johnson, you can't honestly think that you will be allowed to –." But here I send her a furious glare and snarl: "You may be my Head of House, but you do not decide where I go to school, mother." And the last word I snarl with sarcasm as I remember exactly what happened in the Headmaster's office and how the woman was just left speechless, even several minutes after Hermione stormed out of the office in a raging fury.
The woman herself cringes at hearing that title, proving that she, at least, feels guilty over how bad of a guardian she's been to us and I turn to Hermione as I just know that Jessica won't feel right going to Campbrina without her and so I gently tell the smart, younger girl: "Hermione, I get what you're getting at and that you're worried, especially because of how often we meet, but there is something important you need to know."
Yet while the girl turns white and her eyes fleetingly rush over everyone else as I talk, does she also prove her genius as she asks: "Jess is going too, isn't she? She's going to transfer as well, isn't she?" At this I nod and James turns to Minerva, who seems horrified at the idea and with a strong note of finality, does he tell her: "And she has the support of both of her parents and has had such since she told us she wanted this."

And this makes the woman sigh in defeat as she asks: "I – I've really been letting my Lions down, haven't I?" At which James, obviously still caring for the woman regardless of her faults, drops his angered look and just gently tells the woman: "Yes, both the current ones under your care and your Past Lions who used to love the idea that their old Head of House is now the Head of House of their beloved kids."
Here the woman sighs and mutters: "Maybe Hogwarts should be changed, after all." To which I say: "Yes, it should. Just not the way that Fudge and Umbridge want it to be changed. And it can change, as long as those that need help are willing to accept that, regardless of it being friendly or criticizing." And this makes the woman send me a grateful smile before James asks: "So, want to take a look at our first family photo, Minerva? Girls?"

And instantly we all crowd around the man, Jess' friends closest, but others also trying to push us away in order to get closer as he happily pulls a small picture out of his pocket and we all look at it. And instantly my mouth drops as I look at how gorgeous Jessica looks as she is wearing the most sophisticated dress I have ever seen anyone her age wear, even at the annual Heiress soirees and at the Yule Ball.
The dress itself has a wide o-shaped neck and is shaped like a mermaid with the left side actually being transparent, but having black flower appliques covering the entire transparent side and having one sleeve made of the white material, while the other is made of only the flowers and the dress has only one shoulder made of the appliques.
The girl also has her hair done up in a bun with a few hairs trailing alongside her face and bringing out how happy and loved she feels as her clear brown eyes shine with these two emotions while she looks up at her parents, Sora on the other side of the picture and doing the same and their parents standing behind and between the two.

"Is that – Jessica? She – she – she looks – ethereal." Hermione whispers shocked and James happily says: "I know, right. It's going to be her bride's maid's dress.""HER WHAT?" The girls and I scream shocked and this screaming makes those that have been trying to push and pull us away halt in their tracks as James practically beams as he says: "Siri proposed while we read of Harry going through his first Christmas here."
And while that makes Ron and Hermione share a strangely shocked look, does James then ask: "Albus, would it be wrong if, unless Lady Destiny declares otherwise, we use the Great Hall for the ceremony? I'm pretty sure Siri would love for us to be wed in the one place we grew closer as friends than anywhere else."
And the man himself looks almost as radiant as the girl in the picture as he says: "James, unless Lady Destiny decrees otherwise, I will clear the entire Great Hall in a heartbeat to have you and Sirius officially tie the knot here." And the two men smile at each other, proving themselves comrades despite their differences. Only then the voice of Lady Destiny playfully asks: "Would a recreation of the Great Hall suit as well?" Causing their grins to widen.

Yet just like what happened in the Gryffindor common room, does a bastard from the Great Hall prove himself too impatient and arrogant to wait his turn as, to the confusion of the proud father, the picture gets summoned out of his hand and over to someone I have been hating to see joining in on all of our meetings these last few months.
Smith happily catches the picture and instantly gets hoarded by everyone who has come to stand around us as he looks before he laughs and says: "That's Potter as a girl? Good grief, what a –." But while I expected Lea to respond, do I get shocked when suddenly the boy has a dual-circular shaped weapon under his chin.
"What exactly were you going to say about my daughter?" James Potter asks as he glares at the boy, who has turned white and starts to mumble, the bravado that he shows at almost every meeting finally gone from his form. Others slowly start to inch away, fear and pity shining in their own eyes as James pulls his weapon away, yet also glares at the boy as if he thinks him lower than a First year breaking the rules and starts to snarl:

"What? Did you think that me being Jessica's mother was just a title? That I don't take my role as her guardian seriously? That I will do nothing when others mock or socially abuse her? That I will let brats like you belittle her without consequence? That I won't go on where Lady Destiny left off? That I won't prove that my return was, first and foremost, to make up for the mistakes of those who just let her get verbally abused? Was that what you thought?"
The man emphasizes several points during his questions and while he had not raised his voice even once during the questioning, does Smith still whimper and shiver in fright, proving that he really is all bark and no bite. James then huffs at the boy and turns his back on him, running his gaze over everyone here once again as he says: "The time of my daughter being this world's scapegoat is over. Keep that memorized."

And while this makes me look at Lea, who is just smirking and has his arms crossed in pride over the man's actions, do most of the students nod as a sign that they have learned their lesson. "As arrogant as always. I knew you –." Snape then tries to sneer, but James growls: "Any parent would defend their child to this level and you know it."
Which actually seems to make the man falter and I hear Lily Potter approach as she whispers: "And again, the fact he doesn't compare Severus to himself makes him win the battle. Now, it's my turn." And this makes me think: "Do I even want to know what the fiercest witch of the seventies could have planned? No, not really." But then Lea tells her: "Not quite yet. I need to prove myself." And Lily looks at him for a minute before she nods.

The man then moves himself away from us, yet he also actually conjures not his Keyblade but two circular weapons, one in each hand and this draws everyone's attention. The teenager makes sure he is on the other side of the crowds and heads into the cold and snow-covered Entrance Courtyard and there he instantly takes action.
He raises his left arm and causes for embers to ignite on each of the four spear points that are on the ends of the circular weapon and then throws it. And without using his arm to direct the disc, does it actually cross the entire Entrance Courtyard, the fires melting the snow and causing for the water to evaporate before it can flood the field.
Lea easily twists on the spot and catches the disc – or Chakram as Alicia whispers at me – that was flying at his back after finishing its trip across the Courtyard before he starts to move his body. And the smooth way that he almost dances on the spot, the way that he twists his Chakrams in his hands and the way his eyes scour the field prove his experience.

Then suddenly, to even the apparent shock of the man himself, do white creatures with leather wrapped all over their bodies, from their bald heads down to their tipped feet, appear around him. Lea actually frowns at this, but then he and Alicia seem to spot the symbol on top of their heads at the same time. A triangle created out of a single line that seems to cross over itself each time it reaches on of the three tips. "That's the Celtic sign of Destiny." Alicia whispers.
Lea seems to have heard her as he smirks and says: "Why thank you, milady. Time for a bit of practice." And he moves through, past and around each of the attacking white husks as they twist and turn and seem to go through all kinds of athletic movements just to get an attack off on him. Yet each of them is swiftly and expertly avoided, dodged and then taken out by Lea and his Chakrams, him throwing and catching them without any problem.
The fluid way of his movement, expertise of his actions and the way that he seems to have memorized the entirety of the courtyard in only a few minutes amazes and awes me and for once do I not hear any of my fellow students mutter any comments to each other as they too are too in awe to say anything. And the most impressive of it all is that, while he throws, Lea constantly makes sure that his Chakrams get nowhere near any of us.
He calls them back by the smallest movement of his hands every time his throw makes the Chakram cleave through one of the husks and head for where some of the students are standing and the weapons instantly return to him. Yet a few times do they not just turn around and head in the opposite direction, they ignite and return to his grip in a blaze of flames.

All in all the entirety of the show is extraordinary and I cannot even begin to express how awed I am at what I am able to see here. And yet at the same time do I feel a small part of amusement seep into me as this one man is able to awe, inspire and amaze the entire Hogwarts student body better than the entire Tournament and Quidditch World Cup did together, even counting the way that the other two school delegations arrived on our premises.
Then Lea cuts through the last of the white husks and stops, standing stock still and only showing a small amount of sweat before he turns to McLaggen, who steps back in fright as Lea smirks as he says: "Well, that was a good warming up. Didn't get my usual practice run, though, but it'll have to do." Making several mouths drop and a few girls screech: "WHAT?" As the man just calmly rolls his shoulders to release some potential stress.

The teen then turns to smirk at Lily and asks: "Think you can top that?" And Lily laughs as she says: "Lea, that was impressive. But I only need to remind everyone of my reputation and prove that I am still worthy of it and I'll have your little warning resonate with all of those foolish enough to let their egos get the better of them."
The two smirk, yet there is no mistaking the determined and even challenging look that is shared between these two red heads. And so, for the first time since the group has arrived, do I feel as if I am going to do more than just enjoy watching as this lot tears everyone who deserves it a new one. I also feel I am going to be impressed to levels that even Jessica's new looks or the way her mate just proved his skill as a warrior and a defender did and I think:
"Hogwarts, meet Campbrina." Yet while I want to continue that thought, do I know from a single glance shared by those around me that I don't need to as they are all thinking the same. Hogwarts isn't just going to meet Campbrina, it's going to meet a form of destruction that can only lead to it being reformed – like a Phoenix from the ashes. And just by looking at all those who probably thought they could turn Jessica into a slut do I know they know it too – and fear it.


Only better.
DAMN, DID I LOVE THIS CHAPTER! I loved the few small bits I got to add at the start – such as fleshing out who Angelina shares a dorm with and editing Lady Destiny's letter as well as the reason Lea arrived at Hogwarts, but I especially loved the bit where I got to show off what Lea could do – and I didn't even use the Keyblade.
Now I know that, in this story, Axel and Lea are two separate entities, but Lea was able to use the Chakrams in Dream Drop Distance and I am basing his ability to do that now on that. Does that mean that Axel has the ability to use the Keyblade? Not quite sure yet. To me, the Chakrams connect them, but the Keyblade sets them apart.
Does that make sense,

Venquine1990