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AN: A shout out to rinningan for their guess. Yes for second one. Very close with the first and last one, but nice!

Portuguese translations:

Minha Raposa: My Fox

Chapter~ Thirteen: A trip through the memory

Past Enya smiled lightly while pointing towards Ena's pedestal, "Ena's represents her love of crafting/Alchemy, her love of learning, and the feathers, which are phoenix feathers, represents her love of healing."

"That makes a lot of sense," Nea looked at the pedestal with a soft smile.

"My pedestal represents my love of music, mostly for the violin, my love for Tyki," Past Enya grinned at Tyki who offered her a warm smile in return, "And my experience as an exorcist,"

"And Enya's?" Adam asked while eyeing the objects in concern.

"The tarnished snitch," Past Enya gestured to it, "Is a mixed representation of her love of flying and her freedom inside the wizarding world," That made them wince and decide to do their best to keep Enya out of the English wizarding world as much as possible, "The journal represents the subjects she truly loves though it mostly focuses on runes," No matter what life she lived, Enya would always love the runic arts, "And lastly, the wand. It represents her love of the magic that rests within her veins as well as her control over it. Even without full access to her magic, she has almost complete control over it,"

Wisley spoke up, "So how exactly are we going to view Enya's memories?"

Past Enya gestured to the pedestal, "You touch it. Her memories, thoughts, feelings, and everything else will flow into you."

They walked to the pedestal and created a loose circle. Looking at one another, they each placed a hand on the pedestal at the same time. Immediately, their minds were flood with images that didn't belong to them.

Parts of Enya's memories (The ones that I have changed and fell like showing)

Enya shivered as she stared into the mirror and saw a group of people that she didn't recognize. She ignored most of them as soon as she saw the two standing on either side behind her. The faded memories she had of her parents were renewed as she stared up at them. They smiled down at her and Enya could just imagine the words they would say. A tear streaked down her cheek as she reached out and touched the mirror's surface. The surface was smooth and cold beneath her finger tips as she murmured, "Mom, Dad, I finally made it back to the wizarding world. I'm a Gryffindor though the hat wanted to put me into either Slytherin or Ravenclaw," She could imagine the pride on their faces, "I-I miss you. I remember some stuff, but not a lot. I-it hurts," She bit her bottom lip, "I know that this mirror is only showing me what my heart wants. I can imagine people wasting away in front of it. I-I'm going to stop coming here after tonight since I'm fairly sure Dumbledore's going to move it soon," She rubbed away the tears on her face, "I made a few friends. A pair of ginger twins from the Weasley family, a muggleborn by the name of Hermione Granger, a Gryffindor boy by the name of Neville Longbottom, and a Slytherin boy by the name of Blaise Zabini. They're the only ones that don't care about my fame," She smiled up at them while carefully picking up her invisibility cloak, "I need to go now. When I find out where your graves are, I'll come for a visit and tell you more. Goodbye."

The air was warm as Enya and Hermione sat by the lake. Enya laid back while exclaiming, "I'm so glad we're done with those stupid exams!"

"I think I missed a few questions," Hermione fretted earning an eye-roll from Enya.

"I doubt that, Granger," Blaise Zabini walked up and sat down next to him, "You're the smartest witch of our year besides Enya,"

Enya nodded in agreement earning a scowl from Hermione. She felt a sharp pain coming from her scar and hissed while reaching up to cup it, "Ouch."

"Enya?" Hermione looked at her in concern, "Another headache?"

"Y-yeah," Enya rubbed at her scar, "I think I should go to Madame Pomfrey,"

"That would be a good idea," Blaise told her as she slowly stood up.

The two followed her and they made their way to the infirmary.

"Dratted Girl," Quirrell hissed at her while clutching his burned hands.

She glared at him as her fingers ignited into flames, "Try that again and I'll burn you to fucking cinders."

The infirmary door burst open and Professor McGonagall entered. She gasped at the sight of Quirrell standing in front of Enya's bed with a deformed head on the back of his own. Enya didn't even look at the Professor as she sent a fireball towards the man. He cried out in pain as it slammed into his chest and caught his clothes on fire. He dropped to the ground in the hopes of putting it out, but Enya's fire only got worse. Professor McGonagall made her way over while asking, "Ms. Potter are you alright?"

"My head fucking hurts and my fucking defense teacher just tried to kill me after revealing that he had my parents murder on the back of his gigantic head," Enya snapped at her while clutching at her bleeding scar, "I'm fan-fucking-tastic," She glared at the teacher, "Does it look like I'm all sunshine and unicorns with rainbows shooting out their asses?"

McGonagall took out her wand and cast a charm that Enya didn't recognize. It created a ghostly tabby cat and McGonagall said, "Albus! Quirrell attempted to assault Ms. Potter in the hospital wing. He's currently on fire and Ms. Potter is bleeding. Come back to Hogwarts immediatly!"

Enya turned back to Quirrell as he shouted, "No master! I can still do my job! Don't leave me!"

The fire intensified as a black wraith shot out of Quirrell's body and disappeared through the windows. Enya fell to her knees as pain shot through her and Quirrell's body exploded into ash. The fire vanished as Enya cried out in pain moments before she blacked out.

Vernon scowled down at his niece as she grinned at him, "I'll be doing as I wish and you will not act like I'm here."

"And if I don't?" Vernon clenched his meaty fists.

"I'll burn down the house and make Hagrid giving Dudley a pig's tail look like child's play," Enya promised him making Vernon pale, "And no, I'm keeping my shit with me. If you don't like it," She let her wand spark making Vernon pale further, "I see you understand. Good,"

With that, Enya made her way up to the crappy bedroom she had in the house carrying her feather light trunk.

Enya hissed softly as she curled up on her crappy bed. Vernon had hit her in the gut after Dobby's little stunt. She was going to strangle that little house elf.

Enya tried not to scowl at the twin's mother. She was a banshee given human form. Rather than pay her any mind, Enya headed upstairs to the room she would be sharing with the twin's little sister, Ginny. The female ginger looked up and squeaked as Enya entered the room. Enya flushed lightly and offered the girl an awkward smile, "Hi. My names Enya and it seems we're going to be sharing a room."

"I-i'm G-ginn-y," The girl squeaked and Enya sighed.

"Ginny," The girl flushed as Enya said her name, "Please treat me like a regular kid. I'm not like any of the stories you've more than likely either read or had read to you," Enya ran a hand through her hair, "I've never fought dragons, I've never found any ancient treasures, I've never been out of England, and I've lived with my muggle relatives all my life save for when I was with my parents," A small lie on her part, but Enya wasn't about to tell a stranger that she ran away from said relatives almost every year of her life, "So please, please, please treat me like a regular girl,"

Ginny's blush faded and she looked at Enya in confusion, "Really?"

"Really," Enya held out her hand, "How about we start over? Hi, I'm Enya Potter, I am twelve, and I'm just a regular witch that just so happens to have an extreme love for fire,"

Ginny giggled softly, "Hi, I'm Ginny Weasley. I am eleven, I'm going to Hogwarts this year, and I hope I'm in Gryffindor."

"A pleasure to meet you, Ginny," Enya offered the girl a warm smile as she took Enya's hand, "How about we become friends and see what happens?"

"Alright," Ginny let go of Enya's hand, "Let's get your part of the room set up,"

Enya took one look at the bookstore and gave the twins her books money, "Get me my books, I'm going to the pet store to get treats for Hedwig and I'm going to Madam Malkin's to get some new clothes."

They saluted her and she left them behind. She didn't want to deal with the chaos and the many fangirls inside the store. She had no wish to see if they were just like what she'd read about in her manga.

Enya held Ginny's hand as the girl looked around the train unsurely. They walked down the corridor with Enya dragging her trunk and Ginny doing the same. Hedwig's empty cage was safely shrunken and inside her pocket. Soon enough, they reached an almost empty compartment. Ginny brightened upon seeing it's occupant, "Luna!"

"Ginny," The dreamy blonde offered her fellow first year a smile, "I need the nargles wouldn't distract you,"

Enya didn't know what the blonde meant, but she could already tell that 'Luna' had some type of magical ability that differed from the norm. Enya could already feel her protective instincts rising in a way they hadn't since she'd met Neville and immediatly decided that she'd look out for Luna. Offering the dreamy blonde a warm smile, Enya asked, "May we share your compartment, Little one?"

"Please do," Luna waved a hand at them and they quickly put their things away, "You are Enya Potter,"

"Indeed, Little one," Enya replied while taking a seat across from the blonde, "If I may ask your name?"

"Luna Lovegood," Luna replied before saying something that made Enya's smile dim, "You've had a hard life,"

"Indeed," Enya looked at her curiously, "How did you know?"

The blonde shrugged, "I just do."

Rather than be bothered by the not answer, Enya spoke to both first years, "Ask me about the school and I tell you. I will not tell you about the sorting as it is tradition to go in blind."

Ginny pouted at her while Luna just continued to smile.

Enya took one look at the teachers table and swore, "Mothering fucking bitch, why in the name of Inari is he here?"

Enya didn't know where 'Inari' came from, but it felt right. Hermione glowered at her and offered her an admonishing look for the swears. Fred and George told her, "He's our new defense teacher."

"I'm self-studying," Enya decided immediatly, "Guys, I will get you whatever potions ingredients you need if you help me get ready for the exams this year,"

"Deal," They stuck out their hands and Enya shook them.

"You don't even know if he's a good teacher," Hermione protested making Enya snort.

She gestured to the blonde idiot, "He's a fraud. Read his books and look at the dates in them, he can't possibly have done some of the things inside them due to the dates matching one book or another's time line."

"I will," Hermione told her, "If I don't find anything wrong, you have to listen to him,"

"Alright, but if I'm right, you have help me with my history homework," Enya retorted.

Once again, a deal was struck and the sorting began as McGonagall led the first years into the room.

Enya smiled smugly as Hermione threw the book she was reading onto the table. The bushy haired second year shouted, "How in the name of Merlin has he not been caught?"

"Money and more than likely, he somehow made the real heroes in the books forget they did it," Enya sat down on the puffy armchair near the fire, "It's the only thing I can think of,"

Enya glared at Lockhart and flat out told him, "I am not spending detention with you."

"W-what?" The fraud stared at her in shock, "I'm your teach-"

"Nope," Enya turned on her heel, "Any detentions with you will be ignored by me. I don't give a shit about the points. You can go fuck yourself,"

Enya offered McGonagall a lazy look as the deputy Headmistress finished scolding her. Professor McGonagall asked, "Do you have anything to say for yourself?"

"Even if it gets me into more trouble, I will not be doing those detentions," Enya informed her, "If it were just a detention with Filtch or Snape, I would go to them. I will not be alone with Lockhart," Enya stared up at the Professor, "He gives me a bad feeling and I listen to my gut. Either switch the teacher I'm with for them or I won't go, it's that simple,"

McGonagall stared at her with thin lips and said, "Ms. Potter, you must respect your teachers-"

"I do, but he isn't one of my teachers," Enya cut her off, "I only went to the first class and that's it. Did you know that he gave us a test on himself rather than what's inside his books or what we knew about defense?" Enya was pleased upon seeing the surprised look on McGonagall's face, "Like I said before, I have no patience for foolish idiots and big headed people,"

Enya shook her head as Hermione said, "It has to be Malfoy."

"Hermione, it isn't him," Enya told her making Hermione open her mouth, "Listen before you argue," She shut her mouth and offered Enya a curious look, "You know Malfoy, he loves bragging about himself. Wouldn't he have bragged about having Slytherin's blood in his veins by now?" Hermione nodded after thinking about it, "Not to mention, he looked pretty shocked to see what had happened and came straight from the feast with everyone else. I'm sure Blaise will tell us if Malfoy was at the feast all night if we ask him,"

Hermione frowned at her, "If it wasn't Malfoy, then who?"

"I don't know," Enya sighed deeply, "But we'll end up finding out soon enough,"

Enya cursed under her breath as that damn bludger seemed to follow her. What made it worse was that the Slytherin team was more than happy to increase the chances of her being hit. With a low growl, Enya pushed her magic into the broom and sped up considerably. She caught sight of the snitch and immediatly took off towards it. She had just closed her hand around it when blinding pain slammed into both her arm and the back of her head. Enya barely held onto her consciousness long enough to land and hand the snitch to a concerned pair of twins.

As she listened to the house elf speak, Enya decided right then and there that she was going to light him on fire the next time he attempted something like this. She did feel bad for the abuse he suffered and would ask Blaise about house elves when she got the chance. If this was normal behavior, Enya would never get a house elf. Even if she somewhat like the craziness brought about by magic, she did not want to deal with this crap.

Enya stared at the water logged journal while backing away from it. It didn't feel right and something told her it would be better to burn the damn thing.

Enya took one look at the Great Hall and turned around to leg it to her dorm. She was not dealing with it. She knew that even with the general opinion of people about her gift of speaking to serpents, the fangirls and fanboys would still attempt to send her valentines. So, she was going to go up to her dorm and take that fever potion she'd managed to sneak from the hospital wing a few days before. She mentally grinned at the thought of not having to suffer the atrocity everyone else was about to deal with, 'I'm a bitch for leaving Blaise and the others to deal with that, but I honestly don't give a crap. Valentines day is meaningless until your older anyway.'

Enya held Ginny and Luna to her sides as the two shivered. The cold air inside the great hall was making it impossible for anyone to really fall asleep. Luna cuddled close to her and sighed softly, "Why are you so warm, Enya?"

Enya shrugged lightly while pulling Ginny a bit closer as the twins set their sleeping bags down next to the three, "I'm always warmer than usual."

"Ain't that the truth," Fred grinned brightly at Enya making her flush slightly.

"Yup," George nodded in agreement, "Your like a warming charm,"

Enya kept Hermione from running off by telling the brunette, "We go together or not at all. I'm not about to let you do some dangerous action just because you won't share your information with the class."

Hermione flushed while Blaise commented, "You know something, Potter, you'll probably make a good mother one of these days."

Enya smirked at Blaise, "That's if I live long enough to have kids not to mention find someone that I love," She then rounded on Hermione, "Spill it, Owl."

"Owl?" Hermione looked at her in confusion.

"Owl's are really smart right?" Enya asked earning a nod, "So you're like an owl. I'd call you a cat or a raven, but I honestly think owl suits you better," Enya then glared at Hermione, "Spill,"

"I think it's a snake," Hermione explained.

"That would explain the hissing in the walls," Enya let go of Hermione and tapped her chin, "Let's see, it can petrify people though I'm going to assume it's only through a reflective surface or a ghost," Enya sighed deeply, "Let's get to the library, we need to do some research,"

Enya decided that she really hated spiders as she burned the gigantic spiders. Hermione kept a tight hold on her hand as they ran towards the castle, "I-I'm going to kill Hagrid when I see him again."

"Enya!" Hermione admonished her.

"These things are his fucking fault," Enya cursed softly while tossing another fireball behind her, "If he hadn't let that fucking spider breed, it wouldn't be bad, but no he had to be a dipshit that doesn't realize the difference between what he can handle and what regular mages can," The scent of burned spider had filled the air and Enya could detect something in the smoke that made her blanch, "For the love of Inari, I hope to hell that their venom can't become airborne once burned or we're fucking screwed,"

Hermione looked at her as they quickened their pace and soon reached the edge of the forest, "What do you mean?"

"The smoke from the fire is diffrent from normal," Enya explained as they hightailed it towards the castle, "Due to my upbringing, I know what smoke from various things being burned smells like. Due to this, I know what burning spiders smell like. Even if they're magical, Acromantula are still spiders,"

"So?" Hermione pressed as they slowed down.

"The smoke they're giving off has certain differences. I'm somewhat hoping that it's just because of their magic," Enya took a deep breath while carefully filtering her magic into her lungs, "With that said, I think it would be best to go to the hospital wing and speak to Madam Pomfrey,"

"But-" Hermione began to protest.

"Our health is more important than a stupid detention and the loss of some points that can be won back fairly easily," Enya cut her off while feeling slightly irritated with the girl, "Now, we need to hurry. Madam Pomfrey is going to be doing her last round in half an hour which is exactly the amount of time it'll take to get up to the hospital wing,"

Enya grabbed Hermione's hand and quickened her pace once more.

Enya felt like she was burning as the venom began to race through her veins from where the fang cut into her arm. With a low growl, Enya tore the fang out and slammed it down on to the diary making the stupid shade screech loudly. Enya looked at Fawkes as the phoenix glided down, "Hey, Pretty boy. It looks like I fucked up," Fawkes approached her and let out a sorrowful trill as the venom continued to race through her veins, "It both hurts, yet feels so numb. I need you to do a favor for me," Enya reached out with her hand as the hole in her arm twanged with pain, "Get Ginny out of here, she has so much to live for. I'm already dying and I doubt you're going to cry on me," She offered the phoenix a mournful grin, "It would probably be for the best. The world out there is a bad place for me. At least this way, I died on my own terms. If I don't die down here, I know that one day those bastard sheepel are going to kill me for doing something they don't like. Better to die free than die a slave that was manipulated," She laid back as her fingers dropped from the warm feathers, "I only have two regrets. I'm hurting my friends, but perhaps they're better off without someone as broken as me," She closed her blurry eyes, "I just wish that I could have figured out who those people in the mirror were. I don't recognize them and I highly doubt they knew my parents."

Enya felt something warm drip onto her arm and thought she heard someone say, "You still have a lot to do, my friend."

She weakly turned her head and tried to scowl at the phoenix even as relief filled her. Even if she was okay with dying, it still scared her a little. Even so, she muttered at the phoenix, "You're a shitty bastard, you know that right?" The look she was given was most likely the phoenix equivalent of 'And your point is?', "I'm going to drop you into a lake at some point, but thanks."

Fawkes nodded and Enya turned her head as Ginny groaned. Enya almost cursed as she realized that she'd have to deal with a distraught Ginny. There was little doubt in her mind that this wasn't going to be fun.

The rest of the memories follow a similar pattern. They all knew that paying Vernon's sister was a must. They'd be doing the same with the pink toad. Sirius Black and Remus Lupin were very important people to meet alongside the friends that Enya had gathered. When they were finished, Past Enya asked, "Whatcha think?"

"She wasn't lying about it being rough," Devit muttered earning a solemn nod from Past Enya.

"I think we can all understand why she'd end up breaking if she had to go through these memories," Adam commented earning nods from everyone, "Would it be a good idea to have her see a mind healer?"

"Yeah, but who will she trust enough to let into her mind to help her?" Past Enya asked in return.

Adam added that to the list of things he needed to do, "I'll look into it."

A loud howl sounded from somewhere close by and Allen asked, "What was that?"

"That," Past Enya grinned at them, "Was Inari's wrath learning about you guys being here. He ain't pleased," Past Enya offered them a mischievous smile, "Now, you need to leave," She raised her foot and said, "Bye! Have a nice fall!"

She slammed her foot down as fire being to fill the room and an earthquake shook them. They were forcibly ejected from Enya's mindscape.

Okay so this chapter is more than likely sucks a bit, but I honestly couldn't write anymore of Enya's memories in. I was getting frustrated with this chapter. This isn't the last time you'll be seeing Enya's memories, so please don't complain!