Disclaimer: I do not Own D. Grey Man or Harry Potter

Summary: The Bookman clan has never been truly sure how it happened, but the war ended on one single day. The winner was not clear for both sides had walked away that day. Akuma had faded into memory as the Earl's actions slowed to a stopped. The Exorcists disappeared like shadows with the last Akuma's death. The world as it always did forgot about the war after the Akuma disappeared completely. Unknown to the world, it would soon learn what happened that day as a new war dawned on the horizon. The war this time would not be between Exorcist and Noah...Fem!Harry AU! Select!WeasleyBash! Ministrybash! DumbledoreBash!

Chapter Thirteen

I wrapped my arms around myself as I listened to the faint sounds of the forest. My eyes closed as I allowed myself to relax against the cooled stone. The day had been far hotter than it should have been for an October day causing the castle to become particularly stifling. I opened my eyes when I heard the door open and offered my companion a small smile, "Hello Earl."

He chuckled as he reverted to his human form, "Hello Frost. You seem lighter."

"The night calms the day's stresses," I murmured before looking out at the forest, "What brings you to the astronomy tower?"

"I came to speak with you about yesterday," He answered causing me to sigh, "You made it hard for us to find you,"

I shook my head slightly upon hearing that and frowned, "Perhaps I wished for some solitude to think."

"Perhaps, but it would be best for you to talk about it," He insisted causing me to let out a dry laugh.

"Who knew the most feared enemy of humanity has a soft side," I instantly regretted saying that as I saw a flash of hurt cross his face, "Sorry it's just-"

"You maybe losing some of your hard won friends," He replied with an easy smile, "You have a right to lash out even if your words do cause a bit of pain," I looked away from him, "It's alright Frost. You wouldn't be the first nor the last to lash out at me like that?"

"Really?" Interest peaked, I looked back at him.

He chuckled and walked over to wall that usually kept students from falling off, "Yes Nea often reacted like that when I pushed him too far especially when it came to Maria," He sighed and closed his eyes, "He could be a total drama queen about it, but that's how I knew when he was hurt badly," A heavy air surrounded him, "You take after him in that aspect. It's part of the reason I stay so far away from you back then and didn't try to really bond with you," He turned towards me and I was surprised to see regret on his face, "I shouldn't have pushed you away."

I raised my hand and moved towards him only to stop. I bit my lip and tried to think of what to do. When my mind came up blank, I sighed and looked away from him at the grounds, "You aren't the only one who pushed people away. I..." My hand clenched into a fist, "For the longest time, I hated you for hurting Allen and turning Mana into an Akuma...I wanted to use my innocence to kill you and watch you die in agony," I admitted before sighing, "But as I kept running into you, I started to see parts of Allen in you and it drove me insane," I shook my head, "I...I tried to keep myself away from you. Tried to keep myself from seeing my little brother in you; the man I hated and wanted to kill, so I pushed you away and avoided you at every turn. Even when I was working on golems and knew you could help, I just ignored you," A bitter smile rose upon my lips, "Funny how we both pushed each other away because we saw the other acting like someone we loved so dearly."

I turned towards him when he chuckled and saw him holding a hand out to me, "Then let's start anew. I know it will be hard, but perhaps we can move past everything and gain the parental relationship we should have."

My lips twitched into a smile and I nodded, "Alright," I reached out and took his hand, "Name's Frost Potter-Evans formerly Polarise Walker."

"Adam Millennium," He replied with a chuckle, "It's a pleasure to finally meet you,"

"Same,"

~Line~Break~

I wrote down the last of my transfiguration notes for the second time and set my quill down. I messaged my hand and muttered, "Why the hell do we have to use these ancient things?"

"Because Wizards in England are behind on the times," Came the smart ass answer from behind me.

"And you would know," I turned towards the redhead, "Whatcha doing Lavi?"

"What I can come by to see my best friends sister?" The green eyed redhead asked causing me to give him a deadpan look.

"Lavi the minute I believe that is the minute I agree to let Road play dress up with me and put me in a bright pink dress," My dry statement caused him to groan in misery and flop down on the couch behind me, "What is actually going on?"

"I'm bored," He said and gained a snort from me.

"Why did you come see me?" I picked my quill up again and grabbed another piece of parchment to break down my transfiguration notes.

"Because you used to always have good ideas for pranks and stuff," My lips twitch, "Do you have any ideas about what I can do?"

"Nope," I felt his pout and snicked softly.

"C'mon you must have something!" I shook my head and continued my work, "What are you doing?"

"Breaking down my transfiguration notes to make the lesson we had easier to understand," He moved over to where I was sitting, "One of my friends struggles with Transfiguration, Potions, and Charms, so I do stuff like this to make it easier for her. In exchange, she gets me stuff I can't get,"

"How?" The redhead looked intrigued making me smirk, "And why?"

I turned my head to offer him the smirk as I gave my answer, "Simple she is a half-blood whose family is in the shipping industry. She can get items from all over the world without any trouble or any big cost since her family is already getting those items. The items are then used by me for various things such as potions, drawing, and other such things."

"So it's something that benefits both of you?" He asked and gained a nod.

"It's what started our friendship actually," I turned back to my notes.

~Line~Break~

I leaned against the low wall and breathed in the crisp autumn air. A small smile spread across my face as I heard the flick of a lighter and smelt the familiar smoke of cigarettes. I didn't even turn as I murmured, "Hello Tyki."

"Frost," He replied as he walked up beside me, "You're up early,"

"Quidditch practice," I answer as I gestured to the broom next to me, "I was about to go enjoy a small flight before my team makes an appearance,"

"You're still playing while everything is going on?" He asked causing me to nod.

"A stress relief," I explained as I turned towards him and was graced with a smile, "What about you?"

He chuckled and ran a hand through his hair, "Morning walk."

"Old habits die hard," I smirk teasingly at him as I gesture towards the cigarette in his mouth.

"Of course they do," His eyes went to my hair or rather the feathers braided into it, "Where did you get those?" I sighed softly and looked towards the sky as my good mood took a small dip, "Frost?"

I spoke softly as I tracked the path of a hawk across the sky, "They were given to me by someone I consider a teacher."

"They died?" I nodded softly, "What do they mean? The feathers,"

My neck creaked warningly at the speed my head turned and my eyes locked on his. Confusion coursed through me as I squeaked, "How did you-"

"It's obvious from the way you acted and the fact they were given by a teacher you were close to," He answered with a somber smile, "With how you are, or at least how you were, it would be something you'd do,"

A small pang of happiness hit me upon hearing how well he knew me. With my confusion gone, I sighed and turned my eyes back to the sky as I answered his question, "They mean that I've come to a halfway point in a friendly relationship. It means that I may lose that friendship or it will become far stronger. The brown color means it's an old friendship while the green symbolizes growth. The black symbolizes endings."

"Do you have more?" I nodded prompting him to ask, "Why did your teacher give them to you?"

"In his words," My eyes closed as I recalled the memory of that grumpy old man...

~Flashback~

"Sensei?" I called softly towards the old man with faded red hair and red eyes, "Is something wrong?"

"No brat," He growled even as my instincts screamed that he was a liar, "Come over here,"

"Are we learning something new?" I made my way over to him in that old kitchen that smelled faintly of ramen.

The beginnings of a grin on his face made me tense before he chuckled and shook his head, "No Kit. I have something to give to you for being such a good student."

I looked at him in shock as I shouted, "WHAT?!"

He glared at me for the outburst. I flinched and noticed his eyes soften a bit. He settled his large hand on my head and looked out of the window, "I am not good with words, you know that. I can't praise someone worth a damn, so take it or leave it," I nodded to him, "You've been my student since you were four years old and you're still the mouthy little brat that I found digging in my pantry," I blushed causing him to chuckle, "But you've grown into a fine young kit that I'm," He paused before growling and spitting out, "Proud," My eyes widen at him, "To call my student. Because of this, I'm going to give you some things that I know you'll actually use," He gestured to the box on the table in front of him, "These feathers are known as Seichō no hane(1) and are given to kits once they either reach a certain age or a certain level of maturity."

"Sensei?" He picked up the box and held it out to me.

I took it from him and opened it to see a wide array of feathers. Each feather was part of a set of nine and each set was a diffrent color. They were diffrent shapes and sizes, but all of them radiated a feeling that I knew to be magic. I looked up at the old man in shock and saw him grinning. He patted me on the head and took the box from me. He closed it and then flicked his wrist causing the box to become engulfed in reddish orange flames. The box seemed to melt and change it's form until it became a set of prayer beads. Once the flames faded, he placed the beads upon my neck. The beads glowed faintly in the light as he murmured, "Only those you allow will be able to see these beads, but you will be the only one able to make them transform back into their actual form."

"Sensei why?" I asked and to my shock gained a sober smile.

"For many reasons kit," He turned towards the window with a deep sigh, "While you still have a long way to go before you deserve those feathers, I have chosen to give you these," I stared at the man that was my teacher, "Many years I have lived and see so much. I've lived through the destruction of my village. I've lived through the near extinction of my race and seen it rise from the ashes. I've seen human kings rise and fall. I've seen great wars that spanned generations, yet were only known to a special few," He turned his eyes towards me, "Kit you have something inside of you that makes me believe that you could be one of those special few, but I do not know how," He turned back towards the window, "In all this time, I have never found one that I believed could make me care after watching my family die, but you made me care," He chuckled softly, "My mate was right. Humans can be as confusing as kitsunes," He shook his head, "Kit the reason I give you those feathers is because I believe you can carry on my clan's legacy far better than I ever did," He turned towards me, "I give you these feathers as a symbol of trust and knowledge that you will carry on the legacy of the greatest illusionistic clan that has walked this earth," He grinned at me with his usually baleful red eyes, "You kit are going to carry on the legacy of the Kyuubi, the greatest of the five clans of illusion using Kitsune thieves,"

~End ~ of ~ flashback~

"...And since then, I've worked on my illusions as well as my skills as a thief," I finished with a bitter smile, "That old fox, he died not even two hours after that,"

I felt a hand on my arm and opened my eyes as Tyki murmured, "It still hurts."

"Yeah," I nodded and shook my head lightly, "But in the end, I'm still alive. I've got a life to live and he would kick my ass if I didn't come through for him,"

Tyki chuckled in reply and tugged me towards him after stubbing out his cigarette, "I think all of us would be happy to hear that."

I giggled and leaned into him, "I wouldn't have it any other way."

"FROST!" The shout of Ginny caused me to sigh softly.

"And that's my cue to get ready for three hours of drills," I moved away from Tyki and offered him a small smile, "Talk later?"

He nodded to me, "Later."

~Line~Break~

"...And that has got to hurt," The announcer, Dennis Creevey, called out, "Slytherin's really out to win this game,"

I winced as I looked at the injured third year chaser and muttered a curse as I caught sight of the snitch only for a time out to be called. I flew down and grimaced as my boots were sucked into the mud. I trudged over to where my teammates were standing and asked, "Are all of you alright?"

"Yeah though that Harvey's arm looked bad," One of the new chasers, Jessica briggs, sighed, "What are we going to do?"

"We'll continue, but if Harvey's arm is bad, we need to use one of the backups," I answered, "I won't risk further damage to that arm of his,"

"A wise call Miss Potter," The hawk-eyed Madam Hooch said as she walked up, "The boy's arm can't be used anymore today. Call in your substitute,"

I gestured to Ginny and she ran towards the locker room as Madam Hooch zoomed off towards the Slytherin team. I tugged at my rain slick hair and grimaced as I found a large matted tangle, "This is shitty weather."

"Don't suppose you have spells in that head of yours to make it stop?" Helen Fox, a short and stocky fourth year, asked.

"Nope," I received a round of groans and turned to the twins, "You two have my permission to give those bastards a hell of a time," Both offered me strained smiles causing me to sigh, "Boys even if you're siding with 'Mione, I still care about all of you. Trust me on that at least,"

"Alright," George nodded to me.

"Good," I offered the two a smile before grimacing as another harsh blast of wind struck me and covered me in even more water, "This reminds me of third year only there ain't any dementors around ta make us call off this shitty game. How they can expect us to function properly in this Doineann(2), I will never know,"

My teammates looked at me with confused expression, but it was ignored as Ginny showed up with a brown haired boy named Nick. Nick grimaced as he saw our states and muttered, "This is going to suck balls man."

"Yup," I shook my head to disperse some of the water, "Guys we're ahead by 20 points, but that won't last long if we don't step up our game. With Nick, we have a fresh player, so there's a small advantage. I don't care about what you have to do, but we need to end this fast. Keep the ball away from the snakes and I'll do my damndest to find that cacach ordha beag bala(3),"

With that said, the timeout was over. We got into the air and started to play. I flew around trying to find the golden ball and finally caught a glimpse of it flying around near the ground. I shot towards it and almost reached it when something slammed into my back. I felt my fingers close around the smooth metal of the snitch as my body hit the ground. Darkness flood my vision as pain blared through my mind.

~Line~Break~

Tyki Mikk and the other Noah had always been amused by what the magicals had created to make their lives better. They had been more than amused when the magicals created the game of quidditch. The amount of fighting caused by the game alone was more than enough to occupy their time when bored. The amusement was always at it's height when one team managed to hit someone with a bludger whether it was meant for that person or not. The combined amusement of it all was dissolved as they watched one of their own was driven into the ground with a bludger to the back. The amusement was further pushed form their minds at the fact that it was one that they had just regained. They all knew how bad the damage a bludger to the back could cause and the impact with the ground would only add to it because Frost wasn't going slow when she approached it. It was because of all this that they left the stands as the still form of their family member was removed from the stadium even as the crowd cheered over the fact she had caught the snitch. Road's eyes narrowed into slits as the normally happy girl hissed, "They don't care about Pol-Frost!"

"They deserve to be punished," Toraido muttered with darkness in his eyes.

"We'll kill them," Devit growled.

"Yeah," Jasdero agreed.

"In time," The Earl assured them, "For now, we must focus on Frost. Nea go to the Ark and gather some of my potions,"

Nea nodded to him and headed towards the gates. Most followed him save for the Earl, Tyki, Allen, and Lulu Bell. Allen's fingers clenched into a fist as Tyki growled and struggled to keep Joido from rising. Lulu Bell spoke as they walked, "I assume we'll be making a statement?"

"Yes," The Earl smiled as he transformed into his Noah form, "We will make it known that she is one of ours. Allen, Tyki you two will stay with her while she recovers. Lulu you will gather her things and bring them to the tower. She will be staying in Allen's room when she recovers,"

Lulu Bell nodded as they reached the castle and immediately split off from the others as she went to follow the Earl's orders. They soon reached the hospital wing and the Earl stopped causing the two remaining Noah to look at him. Allen looked at him, "Dad?"

"You two need to stay out here until you calm down or I call you in," He held up a hand when the two went to protest, "I know you want to be there for her, but I can't concentrate on healing her with you two in those states,"

Grimacing, they reluctantly nodded and watched the Earl sweep into the hospital wing. Tyki growled darkly as he glared at the door, "Damn it."

"I know," Allen slammed his clenched fist into the wall next to the door, "I hate being useless," He glared at the stone, "I knew I should have listened to Mana when it came to healing spells, but no I didn't because Polarise was always better at healing then I was,"

Tyki sighed in acknowledgement, "You're not the only one to do that," Allen looked at the Portuguese Noah, "I've been offered the chance, but I only learned some of the basics and only because Frost needed someone to take care the wounds she couldn't reach,"

"She got hurt a lot?" The white haired boy was slightly surprised.

"Yes because those Crows never stopped chasing her," Tyki growled darkly at the memory, "She never got proper rest unless she was with me. Even then, she barely ever let her guard down unless she was either in her shop, in a crowded town, or on the Ark,"

"I never knew," Allen murmured and finally took a good look at the man that had been so close to his sister, "Thank you for taking care of her,"

Tyki shook his head with a small smile, "Don't thank me. I wanted to do it."

Allen shook his head, "I guess I had you all wrong when it came to 'Arise. You really did love her."

"I still do," Tyki's fingers wrapped around the kitsune necklace in his pocket that he had yet to give her, "I doubt I'll ever not love her,"

Allen eyed the man before sighing, "Considering everything, you're probably the only one I would ever let near her let alone be with her."

Tyki chuckled causing Allen to give him a raised eyebrow, "We're having that brother talk again."

Allen cracked a smile just as a low growl was heard from Allen's left side. They found Winter stalking out of the shadows and looking at them with baleful eyes. Both were reminded of the reason they stood outside, Winter looked at the door and growled again. Allen reached out and set a hand on the leopards shoulder, "She'll be alright Winter. Dad's taking care of her and Papa's going to be around soon too."

The leopard merely dropped to the floor with another growl and oddly enough seemed like he was somber. The familiar ignored the two that his mistress cared for. He knew that both were worried for her as well, but their words wouldn't help. The odd smelling human with that disturbing form was in the room arguing with the matron while trying to help his mistress. It made the shadow user angry for more reason then one, but he would have to stay out here until the door was opened as there were no shadows in that damned stinky room that were big or stable enough to hold him. If only those beds didn't have magic in and around them, he could have just traveled into them. With another growl, he closed his eyes and sent his energy towards his mistress to help her heal.

End of another chapter and I somewhat hate myself for what I did, but oh well.

(1) Seichō no hane- Feathers of Growth

(2) Doineann-storm, tempest

(3) Cacach Ordha Beag Bala- Shitty golden little ball