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Welcome to my new story. I know I shouldn't start one at the moment, but this idea hasn't left me for about a month and is driving me crazy. Welcome newbies to my story and please tell me what you think!
Summary: Winter Rosa Potter has always been diffrent from people. Being a witch hadn't changed that due to her near death experiences. After nearly dying of hunger due to being forced home during the christmas holidays in second year, she finds an odd fruit and eats it. She doesn't care if it could kill her, the school hating her and always being alone was already doing that. She was rather surprised to see the results of doing that, but she can't help it if she's happy with it. After all, it gave her what she wanted most in the end and that was enough for her. Fem!Harry. Ministry/Dumbledore/selective!Weasley!Bash!
Pairing: Fem! Harry, Winter/Trafalgar Law
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Chapter Two
I felt strangely light headed as I slowly came to. It was like a cloud had descended over my mind, but that shouldn't be possible. The mind couldn't have clouds in it, but it felt like it. It was oddly comforting and something in me wanted to stay there, but I knew I needed to up. Petunia would be yelling at me to get up soon. Vernon would be down soon after if I didn't get up. Wait! Why did think about Vernon bring me a sense of satisfaction and horror? Light filled my mind before memories of when I was last awake hit me...
Memoryscape
I tripped and the large bowls of soup went flying. I watched in horror as the liquid flew over head like planes and used Vernon as their landing platform. He cried out in pain as the hot bowls of soup shattered against the table while the liquid sprayed all over the walrus-like man. With horror and fear filling me, I backed up even as Aunt Petunia stood up with a shout of, "Vernon!"
She tried to clean him up as I reached the counter only for him to push her away. He stood up with a gleam in his eye and a too wide grin. The sight of it made me flinch badly and the haunting sound of someone laughing maniacally rang in my ears. Vernon glared down at me, "That is it you little shit! I'm done having you in my house!" He grabbed one of the stake knives on the table and stalked towards me, "Now, I'm going to get rid of you. Once and for all."
Aunt Petunia stared at her husband in shock, "Vernon no! You know-"
"I know very bloody well what I'm doing pet," The fat man hissed as he waved the knife towards me, "I'm getting rid of our problem. She's been nothing, but trouble since we took her in. I don't care about the damn payments that freak of a headmaster was giving us for keeping her subservient. I don't care about the protection the freak offers since we wouldn't even need it if she wasn't here. I am tired of her influencing our son and those freaky powers of hers!"
"W-what?!" I gasped causing him to turn back to me.
"That's right Freak," He growled with glee in his eyes, "We only took you in because of that damned Headmaster offering us that payment to make you his tool. It worked so damn well that you never figured it out. He even gave us some damn protection as well,"
I wanted to protest and to say something to deny it, but couldn't since it made so much sense. Hagrid bringing my letter and taking me with him to that vault. Mrs. Weasley talking about the platform when she had almost all of her children in Hogwarts. Ron ending up in my compartment when the train would have expanded to fit everyone if they desired a compartment to themselves. The troll being able to get in when there would have been wards to prevent it. The obstacles that any first year could have gotten past. The Weasley's coming to rescue and Mrs. Weasley almost putting me in Ron's room. The whole Fiasco at the bookstore. Ron and I arriving using that damn car. It all made sense now and my dawning horror must have appeared on my face because Vernon looked at me in glee, "I-It a-all m-makes sense n-now."
Tears burned at my eyes as Vernon grinned, "Now to get rid of you, you little brat!"
He charged towards me with knife in hand and I felt my instincts kick in. I couldn't die! I had to get revenge on that old man. I had to get rid of that Voldemort wrath and find out who betrayed my parents. I had to makes Mom and Dad proud by graduating. I need to find my place in this world and fulfill my promise to my brother! I raised my hand on instinct and pushed my will into it. I didn't wanna die! I wanna live! Please help me!
In a burst of blue light and white flashes, Vernon cried out as glass shattered causing me to close my eyes. A moment of silence as the light disappeared and I slowly opened my eyes. Vernon stood frozen solid with the knife raised towards me. His face was frozen in horror as Petunia screamed. Light flashed as a lightning bolt flared to life from my still extended hand and slammed into Vernon. A loud crack echoed as he shattered into multiple pieces of ice and charred flesh.I felt my mouth dry as I stared at my hands in shock before looking up at the scene before my eyes dimly and everything seemed muted. My uncle was in a million pieces of shattered ice and blackened flesh. I dimly heard my aunt screaming in horror as snow and electricity swirled around me like whirlpool. I don't know how long I stood there staring at the mess before snapping out of my shock when I felt something wrap around my body. I let out a low whine as low murmured whispers filled my mind and I blacked out.
End of memoryscape
I felt like puking and laughing at the same time. I had killed Vernon! I killed Vernon! I killed Vernon! I killed that damned bastard that made my life hell! I...I killed someone. I had blood on my hands even if there wasn't any. I can't believe I killed someone. Okay Winter calm down. You didn't physically kill him. He probably didn't die in pain either, so that's okay. I tried to convince myself of that even as I returned to the black space of dreams.
Some time later
The clouded feeling was gone as I slowly came to again. The feeling that I did something wrong had diminished until it was barely there as I was forced to remember everything that fat bastard did to me. I still felt sick over the fact I had killed something, but I reasoned that he was going to kill me. I had to kill him to defend myself, so it shouldn't be considered too bad. For a moment, I paused and wondered where this apathy towards killing came from. Does it come from my new abilities? Or perhaps I've always been this way. Does it truly matter anyway? I killed someone, but he was going to kill me. It can't be a truly bad thing though Vernon couldn't have been human due to his animal like qualities, so I'll settle on it. Again, I find myself being dragged into the abyss of dreams and almost sigh in relief. Perhaps the dreams from before, the ones the fruit gave me will appear once more.
Some time later
When I left the state of dreams, I knew what I wanted to do. It was time to wake up and with that in mind, I moved towards the light behind my eyelids. It was almost too bright to bare, but I pushed through it. My eyelids felt heavy and I wanted to curse before deciding to find out what I could without opening them. I was on something incredibly soft and felt something silky on my skin. It was warm and almost made me want to stay asleep forever if it meant staying in this position. I scented the air lightly and picked up the harsh scent of antiseptic that always made me feel safe for some reason. I tried to go deeper and found a honey-like scent, the scent of wood smoke that I usually smelt when I sat by the fire in the Gryffindor common room, the scent of snow that I had grown used to, and finally the scent of stone though what kind it was, I do not know. The next thing I noticed was the sounds of the area around me. The soft sound of birds singing in the distant, the hum of someone singing, a distant clang of metal on metal, the scratching of a quill closeby, the soft breathing of someone in the same room, the tapping of a hand against a desk, and the rustle of clothes. I wonder where I am since it doesn't seem like I'm in my relatives house. I suddenly wanted to open my eyes even more, so I struggled with myself until they opened. I regretted it because of the light and let out a small groan causing a soft, baritone chuckle sounded with the scrap of a chair against stone. I heard a rustle of cloth before the lights dimmed and I could open my eyes. I blink blearily for a moment before catching sight of a large white ceiling with beautiful dragon designs on it. I tried to sit up only to fail causing the chuckle to sound again before I felt something helping me. Before I could speak or see my new view, I was given some water. I drank it greedily causing the chuckle to sound again as a deep baritone voice said, "You should drink it slowly Frostling. You will get more if you need it."
Something in that voice prompted me to listen, so I slowed down. I soon finished the cup and it was taken away from me. I looked around and almost smiled. It looked like the hospital wing, but darker. I spotted a few odd symbols glowing on the wall and wondered what they were. I looked away after a few minutes and turned towards the soft rustle of clothes to my right. I almost froze upon seeing the massive man. He had mocha colored skin and odd cat-like purple eyes. He wore a white vest with red scale-like designs on it. The vest was open and showed off his heavily muscled front. He wore cream colored pants with the same red scale designs as the vest. I could see the tops of black boots as well. A pair of gauntlets sat on his wrists and went up all the way to his shoulders, but it did nothing to hid his heavily muscled arms. Long fingers adorned with sharp claws caught my attention next. The right hand was heavily scarred while the left showed minimal scarring. It looked like a blade had been used on both of them. I return my gaze to the man and caught sight of a pair of red wings sitting on his back. They were a deep, almost brown color with white tipping them. They looked like a hawks wings. I turn my eyes towards the man and asked, "Who are you?"
"My name is Hector, Frostling," He answered in that same deep baritone voice, "Hector of the Windseeker clan," The name felt familiar, but I don't know why, "I am the healer charged to look after you,"
"Mr. Hector?" I ask softly while trying to figure out why the name felt familiar, "I feel like I've heard of the Windseeker clan, but I don't know why,"
He chuckled and walked over to me, "I would be surprised if we are spoken of nowadays, but you should know of us Frostling."
"Why?" I ask causing him to reach for me.
I flinch back causing him to pause. I watched as his eyes narrowed in anger before he seemed to take a deep breath. He stiffened slightly before growling under his breath. He stood up suddenly and walked over to one of the cabinets lining the walls. I frowned softly as I heard him mutter, "Of all the-" He opened the cabinet, "Of course that meddling old bastard would-" I couldn't here the next part as he slammed the door shut and stalked towards me, "When I get my hands on him-"
"Mr. Hector," I gulp as those odd eyes glared towards me only to soften for some reason, "Is something wrong?"
"Yes," He said as he walked over and held out his hand, "Something is terribly wrong my dear. Take this," I reached out towards his cupped hand and he used his other to grab mine causing me to stiffen, "You see Frostling. You should know me. You should know of my clan,"
"Why?" I ask almost hesitantly as he turned my hand until it was palm up, "What are you doing?"
"I'm returning something to you," He answered as his hand hovered over mine, "You should know of my clan because your mother was an honorary member. She saved one of our children from sure death at the risk of her own life. In exchange, we made her a member and allowed her to call upon us whenever she needed it,"
"So I should know you?" I ask in confusion.
"Has your mother never spoken of us?" He demanded as his hand clenched and something seemed to ooze out between his fingers.
"She was murdered when I was 5 months old," I answered (Yes I changed it, but remember this is a crossover and an AU) as I watched the ooze turn from white to a deep bluish color, "I never got the chance to talk with her or my dad,"
He growled under his breath, "That meddling old man must have done something. If she was in any sort of trouble, she would have contacted us immediately."
"How do you know me?" I ask causing him to sigh as the ooze slowly dripped onto my hand and coated it with warmth.
"I was there when you were born," I gave him a shocked look causing him to chuckle, "Your mother was a dear friend of mine and I was one of the healers chosen to help you. I was sent to that hospital the wizards used to help her through your birth," His eyes grew soft, "It was a good thing I did. Your mother would have surely died," I felt my eyes widen as I stared at him, "Even back then, you were so closely tied with ice. You damn near froze the hospital room when you were halfway out of her. It was a good thing I'm good at fire magic or you would have killed everyone," He chuckled causing me to pout at him, "No pouts Frostling. Now, Your Mother made me the healer for you. If you got hurt, she came to me," He shook his head, "The things you used to do were amazing Frostling. You once turned your father into snow hare when he tried to take away your favorite stuffed snow leopard toy,"
"Why weren't you there when Mom and Dad were murdered?" I demand as the heat in my hand increased.
"Because, I didn't know," He answered with sadness in his eyes, "Had I known, I would have taken you in myself. A month before your parents death, we lost contact. I tried everything I could to contact them, but it didn't work. I would have done more if I had known,"
"Who do you think caused you to be unable to contact them?" I demand as the heat seemed to spread over my body, "And what the hell is going on?"
"Albus Dumbledore," He answered my first question as pain seemed to explode from all over my body, "The gel I'm using will remove any blocks on your powers. By the way you're acting, I'm betting there are many,"
I tried to speak again only to stop as no words came out. Pain slammed into my chest as bright light burst from my form. I heard a loud curse and glass shattering, but couldn't see it as I curled in on myself. The hand that had been on my wrist was gone now and dimly I wondered if it had been there at all. A loud earth shattering boom echoed through the room along with a musical roaring sound that seemed to radiate from somewhere to my left. I wanted to move or do something, but the pain was so very bad that I couldn't do anything. I blacked out as I felt something pulling me from the bed.
Sometime later...Again
I woke up again and it was easier to open my eyes. Everything felt lighter for some reason and it made me smile. I saw that I was in the hospital wing-like place only to gasp at the sight of the large fissures and cracks. I heard a soft sigh and turned to see Hector standing not far away, "Mr. Hector! What happened?"
"You happened Frostling," He answered causing me to stiffen.
"H-how did I d-do t-that?!" I ask as I point towards the damage only to stop and stare at my hand, "What the hell happened to my hand?"
It was the same as before only now it was decorated with pale grey snowflake designs. I looked at my other and found that the same thing had happened to it only the mark was of a grey lightning bolt. Both were surrounded by swirls of grey wisps, I stared at the marks as Hector sighed again causing me to look at him, "You're powers were so deeply blocked that you could only have been using a tenth of that power. The blocks took away many of the abilities you had naturally which forced them to only be active when you were in grave danger. I'm curious about one of them though," He pinned me with a harsh gaze, "Did you eat an odd fruit that appeared out of no where?"
"Yes," I answer as fear gripped my heart, "I was just so hungry that I nee-"
"I am not mad," He said as joy seemed to fill him, "I am very, very happy. For you see Frostling, it was that fruit which allowed us to pick you up on our radar,"
"What kind of fruit was it?" I ask while feeling like I was forgetting something.
"A devil fruit," He answered and I felt something within me seem to shiver at the word causing longing to fill me, "A fruit that give the user a specific power that only they can use. The power is immense with some, but so too are the weaknesses it brings. You can no longer swim unless the water is moving. You can no longer swim within the sea nor touch a stone called sea stone," I felt my eyes widen as my heart ached at that, "But you can however travel the sea so long as you never touch the water," A fierce joy seemed to fill me at those words and I wondered if it had anything to do with the connection I felt back during the letter chase last summer, "I could tell you more, but there will be time for it later," I felt like pouting and did so causing him to laugh, "Do you have any questions Frostling?"
"How long was I out?" I ask before adding my other questions, "Where am I? Can I please eat something? Can I take a shower? Ca-"
"Slow down Frostling," He chuckled as he held up a hand to silence me causing me to blush, "In order, You've been asleep for three days," I nodded while wondering about how I would get to school since I only had two days until the train would leave for Hogwarts, "You are in the infirmary of Windseeker castle on the island of Piracia," I gave him a raised eyebrow, "In the language of the Gryffins, it means pirates," My jaw dropped causing him to chuckle, "Pirates built this place long ago to have a safe place to live on. We are all descendants of those that settled here,"
"You're a Gryffin?!" I nearly shriek causing him to wince.
"Yes," He glared at me causing me to blush, "Everyone here is something or another. All magical creatures except for those that are bound to wizards like House Elves are able to become human. Goblins and Dwarves do not have the luxury either due to their creation by the gods," He chuckled at the wide eye look I gave him, "Yes they were created by the gods. The Goblins and Dwarves share a common god, Hephaestus. Goblins however are the spawn of Ares. Dwarves are the children of Metis,"
"You don't like Goblins do you?" I ask causing him to chuckle.
"It's more of a love hate relationship," He answered with a slight shrug, "We both adore shiny things and it has caused some rather large disputes between our kinds," I gave him a raised eyebrow, "Let's just say we only get along in war," I nodded though I shot him an amused look, "You can eat after you bathe and change your clothes," I look down at myself and found that I was in a hospital gown, "Those 'rags' of yours were burned since no child in my care will wear such things,"
"Thank you," I murmur softly causing him to smile kindly down at me.
"It is no problem Frostling," He said as he helped me out of bed, "You are mine to look after and I will do what I should have done when Lily died. I promise you that I will never allow you to go back to those abominations again,"
"Will I be able to go back to Hogwarts?" I ask causing him to look down at me in surprise and I blush lightly, "I want to return to my friends,"
He looked down at me for a while before nodding silently, "I will allow it, but you will be getting new supplies for school and be taking a protector with you."
"Is that allowed?" I asked causing him to give me a crooked grin.
"If your protector is in the form of an animal," He answered causing me to give him a raised eyebrow, "Hogwarts charter allows for familiars to be brought to school so long as they're bonded to you. We will be finding your familiar after you get cleaned up," We stopped in front of a door, "Take as long as you would like. A bundle of clothes will be here when you're finished. I will have someone waiting for you outside to lead you to me,"
I nodded and went inside as warmth filled me. I for some reason knew I could trust him and until he broke that trust, I would listen to him. With that in mind, I took a shower and relished in the warmth of the water.
End of second chapter. How much did you like it? The next chapter of The Frosted Wolf and Her Doctor will be up within the next three days. Streaks of the moon within the next 6 days will be updated as well.