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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 Three

I walked out of the shower and dried myself on one of the towels. I relished in the softness of it and the fact it readily absorbed the water clinging to my skin. The bathroom was a basic one with a toilet, shower stall, bathtub, sink, and towel railings. It was the same pristine white as the rest of the infirmary and held the same scent. I found the clothes Hector had mentioned on the sink and grabbed them. I was greeted with the sight of a simple white shirt, a simple pair of white pants, and white underthings. I didn't see any socks or shoes, but I didn't think I needed them. The floor actually felt warm, so I didn't mind not having shoes. I pulled on the clothes and smiled only to frown into the mirror. The same marks on my hands were on my cheeks. I noticed a fang mark under each eye as well. I spotted the markings on my forehead last. A snowflake crossed with a lightning bolt and surrounded by a ring of wisps. It was then that I noticed that my lightning bolt scar was gone. I felt like screaming from joy. The damn thing that caused me so much trouble was now gone! I grinned like a loon before pausing as my stomach growled. Upon hearing that, I realized that I still hadn't eaten. I walked over to the door and opened it before walking outside. I saw a woman standing there. She wore segmented black armour and a black headband. She had a pair of horns, a whip-like tail with segmented scaled plates, and a pair of black wings with blood red spots. Her eyes were a deep black with a slitted crimson colored pupil. She looked at me and smiled at me as she spoke in a soft, musical voice with a raspy undertone, "You look much better than when they brought you in. My name is Leena Starlight."

"Thank you Ms. Starlight," I say while blushing lightly, "Who brought me in?"

"Healer Hector and Lady Brigid brought you in," She answered causing me to nod, "And please call me Leena. I'm going to be one of those that are going to teach you,"

"You're going to teach me?" I asked with wide eyes causing her to giggle.

"Yes," She answered, "I will be teaching you the art of runes,"

"Like the symbols on the walls of the infirmary?" I ask causing her to shake her head.

"Those were seals not runes," She giggled at the look on my face, "Runes are stricter than seals, but no less dangerous. I will admit that there are more seals than there are runes, but many seals are just improved versions of some other seal. Runes can only be activated with magic and blood while seals can be activated with any kind of energy other,"

"What about electricity?" I ask causing her to hum.

"The seal would need to be adjusted, but yes," She smiled at me, "You ask good questions little Storm. It will be fun teaching you,"

"Why did you call me little Storm?" I ask causing her smile to brighten.

"Because your scent sings of storms and I can see the touch of the stormbringer on you," I blink up at her and she chuckled, "You look so much like a puppy little Storm," I give her a pout causing her to laugh and felt my lips twitch at the sound, "I am what is known as a high level darkness drake. I achieved my high level by living over eight hundred years,"

"Wow," I breathed, "You must know a lot of stories,"

"That I do little Storm," She smiled softly, "Due to my age, I can see, hear, smell, and feel things on a diffrent level than most. My best senses are sight, smell, and touch. You smell like lightning does in the middle of a truly devastating storm and ice in the deepest level of frost,"

"Who is the Stormbringer?" Her smile darkened slightly.

"The Stormbringer is what many call the son of the great sea spirit and a reaper," The windowed area we were walking in seemed to darken, "He is called many things by many people, but the name we know him best by is Davey. Lord of death and heir to the sea Davey Jones. He walks a thin line by how close he is to lady Luna. It is said that the two sired a child together, but it was never proven,"

"What would you do to the child if you found it?" I asked while feeling dread fill me for some reason.

"We would do nothing to harm them," Relief filled me at that moment, "Because the sins of the parents should never fall upon the shoulders of the child," She brightened as the shadows around us disappeared, "Come we are almost to the dining hall where Hector awaits you,"

We soon reached a large brass bound rowan door with the words Dining Hall over top of it written in cursive script. A large shield sat on the door with a bowl of some kind sitting under a fork crossed with a spoon. Two people stood on either side of the great door. The first I was was a man much smaller than even I. He had a curly red beard and curly red hair from what I could see under his viking style helmet. He wore chainmail armour and had a hammer large than him strapped to his back. A tall woman stood on the other side. Her features were sharp and aristocratic like the Malfoys only better. She had pointed ears and her hair was a deep green color with gold bands holding many braids in place. She had a pair of curved blades on either hip and a large brown bow. Her eyes were the color of the ocean and gazed at me with a softness only Professor Mcgonagall gave me when I did something well in her class. It made me blush and wonder what I did to earn it. She chuckled softly and murmured, "You deserve nothing else for everything you've been through. You are your mothers child."

I smiled a goofy smile at the thought, "Thank you Ms..."

"My name is Marici Greensong," She answered, "Please call me Marici or Mari,"

I nod as the male on the left side of the door spoke, "I am Hither Gone, son of Griff and Miro."

"It is nice to meet you Mr. Hither," I say causing him to nod with slightly distrustful eyes, "I believe you are a Dwarf," He nodded with slight surprise in his eyes, "I have met goblins before and I can already see the difference. I would love to spend time learning about both cultures and perhaps learn under a master of some type of craft,"

Leena laughed and shook her head, "We will have more time later. For now, we should get you fed."

I nodded and the doors opened to reveal a large dining hall. It looked larger than the Hogwarts great hall and was filled with many circular tables. A large dias sat in the middle with a roaring fire that bathed the area with heat. I spotted banners on each of the walls between large stained glass windows. The stained glass windows depicted battles, goddesses, warriors, and various scenes in beautiful set ups. I noticed that each banner was diffrent, but one banner stood out from the rest. It was of a red Gryffin on a golden field. The rest of the banner was a deep black and embroidered in silver. A feminine voice from the left spoke, "The red Gryffin. The sigil of the house of Windseeker. In battle, it brings great fear to our enemies due to our battle prowess," I swung around to stare at a beautiful blue haired woman, "I am lady Brigid of the Windseeker clan."

I looked over the woman with surprise. Her eyes just like her hair were a deep sapphire blue with a slitted pupil. Soft white feathers arched out of her head in random, yet beautiful patterns. She wore a deep blue dress with silky ribbons on at her arms. My eyes widen at the sight of the wingless dragon wrapped around her shoulders and waist. It was a deep snowy white with blue and black accents. It had a mane of feathers and dark grey eyes. My eyes locked with it's and I breathed out, "Arashi no kōri no fīrudo. Kōri no takai doragon. Kōri to arashi no gādian. Tōketsu sa reta kita no ō."

I heard gasps as I shook my head. I felt slim fingers under my chin and found my eyes locked with lady Brigid's. The deep sapphire blue gave way to gold as she stared at me. I couldn't look away from her as images flew into my mind. I couldn't make sense of them, but I often saw the boy from my dreams. She soon ripped her hand away from me and spoke softly, "You are her."

"Who?" I demand causing her to shake her head.

"You will find out at a later time," She shook her head at me.

She moved away from me and Leena looked at me with a raised eyebrow, "How did you know Arashi's name and status?"

"What?" I look at her in confusion.

"You said Icy field of storms. Higher dragon of ice. Guardian of ice and storms. King of the north," She answered, "Well that's the closest translation of the japanese phrases you said,"

"I spoke japanese?"

"Yup. You didn't notice did you?"

I gave her a look and she shrugged before Hector called out to us, "Ah there you are."

We walked over to him and I ask, "What was all that about?"

"Nothing you should be too worried about," He patted my head causing me to flinch back, "Now why don't you eat, we will be going to get you some new clothes and those supplies,"

I nodded and decided to deal with it later.

An hour and thirty minutes later

I sat on the back of a dapple grey mare with Hector. I watched as cart pulled away from the last store we had gone to and headed up to the castle. The city on Piracia was larger than Diagon alley and all the surrounding alleys. The buildings were all either made of stone or wood. They looked new, but they all gave off the feeling of ancientness that Hogwarts gave off. I looked around as we started off again and asked, "Hector? Where are we going now?"

"We're going to find you a familiar," He answered as we passed a store with mirrors in the window.

"How do I find one?" I ask as we moved further down the street.

"We will head to the store and walk around," He answered, "We'll see if anything calls out to you,"

"Call out to me?" I ask causing him to chuckle.

"You'll see when we get there," He answered, "And we're here,"

He got off before helping me off. The store was reminiscent of a greek temple with it's columns and cloth drapes with various mythological figures. Hector led me inside and a black haired woman welcomed us with a smile. She had caramel colored skin and cat-like green eyes. Her voice had a light accent to it that I didn't recognize, "Hello again Hector. What can I do for you?" She looked at me with a kind smile, "And who is this cutie?"

My cheeks flame up and she giggled as Hector answered, "Her name is Winter and she is here to find her familiar."

"Ah," She smiled brightly and waved a hand towards the store, "Then go and find your familiar,"

Hector smiled down at me and pushed me forward, "Go and I'll be here when you get back."

I nodded and walked deeper into the store. Animals of all shapes, sizes, colors, and species were scattered around the room. I saw small fairy-like animals to large panthers and wolves. I looked around and approached a few. They all took one look at me and flinched away. I felt like crying when they did since animals were the only ones that never shunned me before. I stiffen when I felt something brush across my cheek and let out a gasp as silver eyes stared into my own. A soft humming sound filled the air. A soft, whispery voice echoed in my head, "Do not cry little one. They are merely put off by the amount of frost magic you're giving off."

"Who are you?" I ask causing the whispery voice to chuckle.

"I am right in front of you," It answered.

The silver eyes moved away and I spotted the form they belonged to. It was an almost pure white ermine with brownish grey spotts decorating it's back. It floated above the ground on a pair of clouds. I breathed out softly as I felt something tugging at the core of my being, "Beautiful."

The whispery voice chuckled again, "My name is Boreas."

"Isn't that the god of the northern wind?" I ask causing the ermine to nod.

"Do you feel the pull?" It asked causing me to nod.

"Yeah," I murmur causing the ermine to move towards me and brush it's face against mine, "Does that mean you're my familiar?"

"Yes," It answered and I reached up to brush my hand against it's cheek.

I gasp as warmth filled my hand and traveled down my arm until it reached my chest. I felt my magic responding and flowing towards the Ermine's body. A neon blue and silver glow surrounded me as an icy blue and grey glow surrounding him. The two glowing auras brushed against each other until two brightly colored cords appeared. They slowly curled around each other until they were touching both of us. With a great hum, they shone brightly before disappearing in a bust of sparks. I felt a well of emotions that I knew weren't mine swell up inside of me causing me to ask, "Are your emotions effecting mine?"

"Yes," It, no, He murmured softly, "It is a side effect. Just push them back and they will move away from you,"

I tried and to my surprise it worked, "It worked!"

"Yes little one," He murmured and curled himself around my shoulders, "Let us go meet with your guide,"

"My name is Winter Potter," I say as I walked towards where Hector would be waiting, "I'm in my second year of Hogwarts and I'm 12 years old. I like Transfiguration, Charms, and Potions for subjects. I'm good at Astronomy, but not so good at history of magic," I felt incredibly warm around my neck, "You're warm,"

"I should be considering I'm a being of the frost," He answered, "If you want, I can teach you of what it means to wield your powers,"

"I would like that," I smiled softly as we soon reached Hector, "Hector! I found my familiar!"

"An Ermine," He murmured and gave Boreas a once over, "And something else,"

"What?" I ask as Boreas gave Hector a nod.

"The form you see me in is my base form, but if you are in trouble, I can obtain a second form known as a battle form(Like Kirara from Inuyasha)," He answered as I looked at him, "I will show you that form at another time,"

"What is it's name?" Hector asked causing me to direct my attention to him again.

"His name is Boreas," I answered causing Hector to chuckle, "Is that funny?"

"No, but your mother had the same luck of gaining a familiar with the name of a greek god," He answered causing me to look at him with wide eyes, "Her familiar was a large puffball of a cat named Artemis. She nearly clawed your dad's face off when he pissed your mother off by pulling a prank on one of her old friends,"

I snicker at that as the owner of the shop spoke, "I have everything you'll need to take care of Boreas, so don't worry about forgetting anything."

Hector payed her and we left. He got on the horse and helped me up after him. We quickly pass through the city and I ask, "What now Hector?"

"We're going to get you a new wand," He answered as his eyes scanned the various shops.

"What's wrong with my old one?" I ask before trying to remember where I put it, "And where is it?"

"We found the remains of it on the floor of your trunk," My eyes widen in shock, "Only the core remained intact and is currently being turned into a necklace for you,"

I felt my mouth dry and choke out, "How did that happen?"

"We found residue of blood magic inside the wand," Boreas stiffened and hissed, "It was probably the only reason the wand chose you,"

I felt like cursing at the loss of my wand. I also felt like cheering for losing another sign that I was somehow linked to the snake bastard. I spoke softly as I asked Boreas, "What's wrong Boreas?"

"Blood magic in many forms is very dark. The fact a wand of all things was blood bound to you is very dark magic," The Ermine answered as his eyes flash silver and I felt the warmth on my neck increase, "If I find the one that did that, I will tear him to shreds!"

I felt both scared and relieved at that statement. Scared of the anger my familiar held and relieved that he cared for me. He must have felt my emotions because he nuzzled my cheek. I spoke softly, "I'm glad you feel the need to do that for me Boreas. Not many have ever shown that they would stick with me like that."

"You are the person I'm bound to, so I would never leave you like that," He answered causing me to feel slightly sad that it's probably the only reason why, "Even if I was not your familiar, I would have still talked to you and helped you find your familiar. I can sense the kinship between us and wish to get to know you," He moved slightly until he was staring into my eyes, "I am your familiar and will be proud of it. If you even think for one moment that I won't, I will hit you with my tail or create a snowball and hit you with it," I snicker at the the very thought of that, "Now stop doubting me,"

"I'll try," I promise causing a pleased feeling to radiate from his side of the bond.

"Good," He returned to his former place.

Hector was smiling as he stopped the horse, "We're here Frostling."

I felt extremely nervous as we approached a dimly lit shop. Hector held open the door for me before walking inside himself. I gasped at the sights and smells of the place. It smelled of ancient magic and ever shifting power. I saw cases filled to the brim with wands of all kinds and designs. I giggled slightly at the pink wand with a star on top. Boreas was now sitting on my head as he said, "Look over there,"

He directed my gaze with a paw and I spotted a large amount of what looked like holsters. I walked over to them and looked them over, "I wonder what they're made from."

"Various types of animals," Came from behind causing me to jump and spin around, "Ah Lily's child!"

I felt my eyes widen at the short woman standing there. She looked like a child and had bright purple hair that went up in spikes reminiscent of flames. Her eyes were a dark amber color that flickered occasionally causing the fire like theme of the woman to increase. She wore a traditional style greek dress and wore nothing to cover her feet much like I'm not. She smelt like flames and warm home cooked meals. Hector came up behind her with a smile, "Isadora how are you doing?"

"I'm well, but I'm guessing you brought this little frosted rose to me for a wand," She looked at Hector with a smirk.

"You are the best wandmaker here and the only one I trust," Hector answered causing her to smile.

"Alright let's get started," She said and with that grabbed my hand to drag me to a back room, "Reach out with your magic,"

I gave her a confused look before Boreas spoke, "I will guide you through the process."

With Boreas's help, I managed to get my magic to the surface along with two other energies. I began to walk around the room before finding a wand under a pair of dusty books. It was a deep grey color with snowflakes, lightning bolts, wisps, and a wolf carved into the wood. It was longer than my old wand by an inch if my guess was correct. Isadora grinned and said, "An amazing wand for an amazing child."

"What are it's properties?" Hector asked causing Isadora to huff.

"The wood is of an ancient blackthorn tree and an ancient oak that grew in the valley of Galaya," Hector gasped causing me to look at him in confusion.

"Galaya is known as the valley of ever living winter," He answered my unasked question, "It has never known the feeling of summer or spring since it was blessed by the gods and goddesses' of winter themselves. It is home to all things ice and snow,"

"Correct Hector," Isadora glared at him causing him to flinch back, "Now, the wand is twelves inches long. The core is a rather unique one using three elements," I nodded causing her to smile, "The first is the tail hair of a frostwolf long gone from this world. My great grandmother met her when the seas were still parted and the great age of pirates still existed. The frostwolf walked around with a dark man and helped defeat the man that had my Grandmother imprisoned in his castle," I must have made an gasping sound because she giggled, "Impressive no?" I nodded, "Now the second is fang of a japanese storm dragon that traveled here on her way home from a trip around the world. She brought many stories from the places she lived in and the battles she fought. She was an advisor to many a king," I stared down at the wand in my hand and felt a wave of something wash over me, "The last element is not a solid, but a liquid. It is a rather interesting mixture of snow and sea water from the coast of the island where the valley of Galaya rests. I didn't really understand at the time, but the water the two have made bathed in the light of the full moon for many moons, yet never touched the sun," She looked down at the wand, "This wand," She shook her head, "It will be great at ice magic, storm magic, and battle magic. It will do well with all types of spells. The one who wields it is meant to be a fierce protector of those who win your loyalty, a wise woman who will judge after both sides of the story are told, a powerful mage that will look for the best in every situation while preparing for the worst, and a person who has been hurt, but is willing to look past the pain in order to start anew,"

I stared down at the wand in my hand as admiration filled me. Boreas made the same sound as before and rubbed his cheek against mine. I reached up to brush my hand against his body as I murmured, "I guess I have a lot that I need to do in order to use this wand correctly."

Boreas nodded, "And I'll be right beside you. We'll do it together."

I grinned and smiled at that. Yeah together!

End of chapter three. Tell me what you think! 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.