The Phoenix…has landed into a storm.

While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping,

As of some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door.

"'Tis some visitor," I muttered, "tapping at my chamber door —

Only this and nothing more."

Now that's a good poem and quite relevant because…something was tapping on my window. I opened my eyes and briefly took in my surroundings. The fire had burned down so I twitched my eye and it reignited with some added wood. I looked at the window; it was dark but I could make out an orange shape. I knew what it was…actually it's a who.

"Fawkes! Come in darling!"

I twitched my finger and the window opened. The phoenix fluttered in and landed on the rocking chair. It dropped the letter on the chair.

"Why thank you Fawkes."

I picked the letter up. I'll read it later but for now I wanted to speak to the phoenix. I bent down to look at the Phoenix in the eye. You know the Phoenix has healing tears but you already knew that from the Chamber of Secrets. Something told me that I didn't need to be a phoenix to talk to the bird. I lay my hand on his fragile neck; it closed its eyes languidly. I spoke through my mind

"Welcome to my home Fawkes."

I felt words forming in my mind.

"Well met…strange being."

"I am most flattered that you find me strange. Did you learn some of the human vernacular?"

"The common tongue is easy to learn."

"I am guessing you do not communicate well with humans, muggle or wizarding folk."

"I do not. You are the first. Tell me your business."

"Ah. I am just an interloper with some interests in this world"

"I sense you are much more than an interloper, the magic you have is…different."

"Yes, the source of the magic is different than from what it is in this world."

"That is not strictly true. Once upon a time, in one of my many lives there was a boy who lived on the mountains of the Himalayas where I come from. One day there was lights that rained down from the sky. Stars they looked like. The boy swallowed a star and became something else. The power smells like the power you have. He had less of it."

I listened to his story. Quite amazing.

"Was there a tree before this star shower came?"

"Yes there was a great tree; this was in what we would call the time before history was written. A tree with great sway but it was destroyed."

"I think not, it just changed. These trees are divine beings themselves, they do leave planets sometimes but they leave essences of themselves that sometimes survive in others. The boy quite possibly is a god now, who knows? I am a child of a great tree that was in my universe, it left rather like the one you talk of."

"Interesting. There is also a tree in our grounds. It was planted a few years back but I sense something in it that is close to you."

"I will investigate when I am at Hogwarts."

"You must be careful, it is angry."

"I'm sure by now you've worked out I am a goddess, I think the tree will be soothed hopefully by my presence."

"We will see. Goodbye daughter of the great trees."

Fawkes flapped away from my hand towards the window and disappeared into the inky black night.

I think it's been a productive night. In the morning I shall go to Diagon Alley, perhaps even Knockturn too. We shall have some fun.

Morning came, I stood out in garden as the sunlight filtered through the trees and the valley; the reddish bracken was made all the redder in the morning sunlight. What to wear…it's like the 1970s. I don't have to worry about making myself younger because I've always looked young and short. In fact I am 4ft 7, maybe I should be taller, and maybe that's why I'm always so hormonal in a human body. Anyway I'm dilly dallying.

I dressed in a midlength red dress with long sleeves with a slit that wasn't too high; I'm meant to be posing as a 16 year old after all. I gave myself a thick brown belt encrusted with red rubies and a Celtic design and brown leather boots (which are not from an animal source because I just created them but yet they are real leather, funny the things a goddess can do.)

Now which way should I go? Or better yet, where is Sirius?

I looked down at a puddle and scryed for Sirius. Leaky Cauldron with his mates, brilliant, let the stalking begin. Need my school list; oh this is going to be fun.

I opened a portal outside the Leaky Cauldron. As far as I know it has an enchantment on it so muggles can't see it but I circumvent that. I opened the door to the clanking of glasses and quiet murmurs. I suppose it is in the morning, too early to drink. I want to sample the Firewhisky and Butterbeer so I went to the bar.

"One Butterbeer and one Firewhisky."

"Well I can give you the Butterbeer darlin' but not the Firewhisky as your clearly of school age", said the barmaid.

"Aw thanks for noticing my apparent youth. Let's try this again…"

I looked her in the eye. Her pupils dilated as she drank in my gaze and my words.

"One Butterbeer and one Firewhisky."

"Yes ma'am, right away ma'am."

She handed me the drinks.

"That'll be one galleon, one sickle please."

I magicked the right amount in my hand. I'm sure I won't mess too much with monetary system by adding to it as long as I don't flood the market with fake money. Where to sit. I quickly flicked my eyes to where Sirius was sitting and…oh he's looking at me…darn…I was going to sit near them and eavesdrop but if I go there he might want to talk to me, I'm not too ready for that yet.

I sipped my Butterbeer. Mmm, that's nice; it really is buttery and warm. I might get another one of these. I spotted a table, that wasn't too close to Sirius but not too far away. I sauntered over to it with a smile on my face, I REALLY LIKE THIS BUTTERBEER! I hope my best friend appreciates it for her birthday; I'm going to definitely get some for her. I sat down and pulled out 'Searchlight' a magazine produced by antifascists giving monthly updates of what the ickle fascists are getting up to with their pathetic quest for domination. Sirius had stopped looking at me by that time and went back to talking with his friends. I started to project my hearing to listen to them.

"So where the hell is Wormtail, Prongs?" Sirius asked wearily.

"Ah his mother said he already got all his school stuff."

Sirius grunted. James started to ask, "How's things at home?"

"Shit. As usual."

"Who do you keep glancing at?" Remus asked and turned round, "Who's that? Do you know her?"

"No but she was ordering a butterbeer and firewhisky and somehow got served it even though the barmaid thought she was too young."

"And?" Remus asked.

"And…I wondered maybe I could get her to buy me a drink and then maybe I could press her against a wall…"

"Shut up, Padfoot, I don't want to hear you perverse fantasies."

"It'll become a reality soon."

"You don't even know her…"

"I don't need to know her, to be honest I don't even fancy her…if you discount her tits…"

At this point my teeth sharpened and my nails grew into claws. I waved the claws away but kept the teeth, I like pointed teeth. The sky outside started to darken, I heard thunder overhead and then there were flashes of lightning. I really need to get that under control. When my moods get all angry…a storm comes, if wizards and witches had half a brain they'd work out that I'm the one causing it. Cause and effect. Imagine having an argument and then a storm suddenly comes when it was just blue skies and bright sun 30 seconds before the argument. Coincidence will only explain it the first few times but after that, suspicions will grow.

I eased my mind and the storm passed, literally and metaphorically. I looked up and Sirius was sauntering towards me. Oh balls. He reached the table. I was supposed to stalk him more, not attract him…well I don't attract him, my breasts do? Jesus these humans are worse than I thought, I shouldn't say that I was once one of them, now I speak like I never was.

"Hello pet, Sirius is the name and yours is?..."

I looked up into his grey eyes and bit my lip. Hormones. I'll be right as rain…when I turn into rain.

"Well stranger…my name is Katrine but my nickname is 'G' so you can go with whatever you fancy."

"Hm, and G stands for…"

"Oh that would be telling. Maybe it stands for Godzilla because I stomp when I don't get my own way (truth) or maybe it stands for Goddess because I am that awesome…"

"Hah I think the Goddess is a bit of a stretch love."

Keep calm, don't breathe smoke out your nostrils, not all goddesses have to look like supermodels, only if we want to be worshipped or we need it but other than that I can be anything I want to be. He is human though but there are so many races who seem to not take me seriously and then I turn into a sparkly dragon and then they take me seriously otherwise I eat them.

"I'm sorry did I insult you love?" he smirked, bastard.

"No, I was…being sarcastic about the goddess thing; you know since I don't live up to the preconceived notions of what a goddess is supposed to look like."

I flicked to the next news story on Searchlight ripping part of the page in the process.

"Ah these magazines they're so flimsy."

I put the magazine away into my bag.

"So what are you up to today…Sirius?"

"Well I'm buying supplies for my next trip to my…"

"School?

He looked taken aback and brushed his hair away out of his eyes but it just fell back.

"How did you know?"

"I'm going to school to, new student."

"Mmm a new student, and do you know Diagon Alley very well?"

"No I don't."

"Maybe I could show you around…"

"Now why would you want to do that?"

"Why I'm just being your lovable, friendly, welcoming wizard." He grinned mischievously.

I didn't think that going with his friends was a good idea because there were a few things that might be complicated by his presence. But…this would be a good way to enter into the group or at least make friends. And I knew he had ulterior motives…I mean who just wants to go with a girl because of her breasts? Apparently Sirius…mortals. Chyuh.

"I suppose I don't really know this place very well, it would be nice to have some help…"

"Well that's settled then, drink up your firewhisky and let's go."

I downed the firewhisky fairly quickly, the liquid setting fire to my throat in a good way.

Sirius led me to the group including James and Remus. I heard Remus mutter 'great', Remus you don't know how great you have it with me by your side.

"Prongs, Moony this is Katrine, the lovely lady needs a bit of a hand and we being her friendly neighbourly wizards are to here to help."

I outstretched my hand to Remus and shook his hand and then James; who shook my hand rather reluctantly. This is going to be a hard group to break.

"Well then lads lets be off, we've got some shopping to do", I said.

James sighed and led the way out into the backyard where there was a brick wall; he counted the bricks and tapped on a couple with his wand, the wall soon shifted into an archway. The archway looked out onto a narrow cobbled street with shops lining the street; well I must say this is quite the place, a veritable Aladdin's cave. There were cages with animals, signs for dragons liver (ooh the dragons won't like that in my other universe), bats eyes. Mediaeval shit basically. We passed a shop with broomsticks. I wonder if they'd work with me, it's pretty easy to enchant a piece of wood to fly you about, I'd rather just fly around myself, can't do that obviously in this world. I'm forgetting what it was like to be human.

"Wow", I said, "This is place is pretty...cluttered…suits me down to the ground." I looked at the boys and grinned, "Well then, lead the way." I do like cluttered, neatness…it…doesn't sit right with me. One day I'll tell you the story of heaven and hell and how perfection is usually completely an illusion, truly I've only really come into contact with perfection once or twice.

Sirius asked, "What's first on your list? It will be different from ours if you're a new student."

"Well it's the uniform first, plain work robes, pointy hat, protective gloves, winter cloak…I'm sure I do this myself, I mean it's a lot of stuff." As I read down the list, I really didn't need to buy the clothes, I could easily magic them. It's a shame that these magical people can't even do that. Mageverse witches can totally magick their clothes on, with a little bit of imagination.

"Nonsense", said Sirius

"Well I'll get the uniform last; I don't really want to be carrying around all those robes."

"What's next?" Sirius clicked his fingers impatiently. What a scruffy little nerf-herder…yeah that's right I said it, you know I don't need his help, do I look like a damsel in distress, FOCUS! You know why you are here. Make a good impression. Deep breath and for god sake don't change the weather. I looked up the sky had darkened but the clouds cleared.

James coughed.

"Oh, this year's spell books; they're the same ones as yours."

Lucky I had a quick browse at Sirius' letter earlier on through the portal otherwise I wouldn't know which books to get. I'll probably have a quick swipe at some of the first year books. Do you know? I'm starting to figure out posing as a magical being of limited means could be a bit of a problem.

"I actually need to pick some other books up as well, they got…destroyed in a fire…"

You know I could just make these boys not remember me and…go away.

"Bad memories hmm." Sirius looking at my slightly wary expression.

"Yes bad memories, lost a lot of my stuff, including my wand so I'll need to go get that…"

Oh good excuse, the fire, fantastic.

"Where are your parents?" James asked as we started walking down the bustling street.

"Erm…"

Dead? No too…depressing.

"They're researchers, muggles, researching tribes in the Brazilian Amazon. I'm usually quite independent, but they left me money and food and clothes. They'll be back soon I expect. I was home schooled for a time but then they wanted to do this research. You see we have family previously that were wizards so as soon as I started displaying magic then they sent me to a family tutor."

We turned into the bookstore Flourish and Blotts, the store was bustling with students, books stacked to the rafters. I would like to come back here to peruse the books preferably alone.

Remus said, "Presumably you weren't living in Britain otherwise you would've got the letter…"

"Oh yeah, we travelled a lot over the world, we employed the tutor to come with us but I really wanted to go to school. You know to have…friends. Tutoring can get boring with the same person."

"Well I'm very glad we'll have a new student."

Remus glanced behind me at Sirius who, according to the eyes on the back of my head (goddess can do that), was vulgarly thrusting behind me. I slowly turned around and Sirius quickly picked up a book and started to read while James sniggered.

"Are you not listening to my life story then Sirius? What could be possibly more interesting than that?"

I walked over; he was reading 100 Magical Flori & Funghi. I raised my eyebrows at him.

"Oh very interesting, I take it back."

We picked up our books and the boys' purses were slightly more light, not mine of course. Don't have one, ha!

"I'm going to Florean Fortescue's for some ice cream, one of those peanut butter things." James proclaimed.

Aw, just like Harry, so sweet.

"Remus are you coming." James was shifting his eyes to me and Sirius. Oh great, make it very obvious, he wants to have it off with me, correction…with my breasts. Maybe I should make them flat.

"Oh…yeah…er…see you around Katrine." Remus sounded startled out of a daze.

I said, "You know I'm sure I could get the rest myself…"

"Do you know where the wand shop is?"

"Er no but…"

"Where to get cauldrons, gloves, pets etc."

I'm sure I could find out myself…oh bugger me, be nice, be very nice. This is why I'm hormonal in human form. I wanna be a dragon pirate!

"Ok, Sirius lead the way."

Sirius insisted that we go to Ollivanders wand shop.

"Where did you get your old wand anyways?"

"I was given it."

"It can't have been much use, if it was a hand-me-down."

"Oh it wasn't, it never really worked for me properly, maybe this time I'll get the wand I was supposed to get."

Sirius nodded and looked at me then smiled, oh that's a really nice smile, I started to blush, why am I blushing, even though I'm a goddess I still get flattered by attention, it's pathetic really. I tucked my hair behind my ear. I was about to tuck the other bit of hair behind my ear on my left when Sirius touched it and did it for me. He's really good, I realised, a complete liar, women have absolutely no chance with him. I shivered a little, whens the last time I had sex? Nope not today, not happening, go away human genital feelings.

"You've gone quiet."

I have haven't I.

"Sorry. I'm just really appreciative of your help. It's very selfless of you, I mean most men or boys, they would've tried it on but not you. Very sweet."

I was trying not to be sarcastic, but it was hard, because this is clearly very selfish of him, I really don't want to be pressed against a wall (genitals do not agree with that statement) and er…ravished.

Sirius looked at me he smirked at me, had a little twinkle in his eye.

"It's not my style to take advantage of helpless girls."

"I don't remember doing anything that would scream helpless. I mean I was drinking Firewhisky."

"You looked like you needed help."

No I bloody well didn't.

"You know you're right, I was completely lost, I just don't like to admit it, I'm glad you're here."

His arm brushed my arm and I shivered then looked at him and he was grinning. How can a guy be so aware of how the littlest of touches can make a girl VERY sensitive. It's disconcerting. I need to not be a human right now. I want to eat him, lick his body all over….STOP! Make it rain! I need to cool off. This was not in the plan, he's 16, there it's wrong…actually it's not wrong I'm 144…everyone's a baby really. Look the plan is be friends, stick together for some years so the damn souls when they die recognise me and I can command them. Everything else is an obstacle. Besides his actions are an illusion, he doesn't like you that way, at all, you heard it yourself. The rain clouds came and thunder rumbled, the rain started to pelt down, cold and wet. I looked up to the sky as the droplets landed on me, I felt so much better like I could be rain myself, to be part of the water, I should just shift now. I looked down at my hand it was starting to glow. I glow when I'm happy, kind of like a radiant sheen and this song plays in my head. It's the Laputa: The Castle in the Sky song. If you look you will find it. I should create a castle in the sky, to watch over the humans.

"Katrine!"

I looked over at Sirius; he was sheltering in under a ledge. I smiled at him.

"I love the rain, Sirius; it washes and cleanses the heart. I love storms as well, they make me feel alive"

He shook his head and water flew off his head, he really did look like a dog sometimes.

"Why be so afraid of a little water, we have magic after all."

He ran out to me. I looked around, people had taken shelter, lightning flashed, children squealed with fear. Don't worry dears, nothing will happen to you. By the time I turned back, he was at my toes looking down on me, lightning flashed again, reflected in his grey eyes.

"I have another way to make you feel alive."

I tried to think of other ways… but…he cupped my face with his hands and leant in towards my lips, he licked his lips in anticipation. I wanted to I did, I wanted to lick the water off him, it would taste good but no, not today. I pulled his shirt and briefly kissed his cheek, he tasted good, I won't tell how, he just did. I hugged him and he gingerly patted me on the back.

This was awkward. I broke away from him, he actually looked a bit hurt and rejected, like a puppy that's been told "No Fido, no scraps from the table!" He can't always get what he wants, he'll learn this in time I'm sure. He swallowed, his Adams apple bobbed up and down. The rain went off.

"Let's go and get me a wand."

He looked around with his tongue in his cheek. Then he looked at me with a little annoyance in his eyes. I have to say, he knows when to pick his moments, if I was a human with no knowledge that he didn't fancy me and only liked my tits then, I would've happily kissed him and then felt the sting of rejection after when I tried to start a relationship, I wouldn't understand why, I would wonder what I did wrong. Answer: Nothing. You were doomed before you ever began, you didn't have a chance. Bang, bang! I shot you down. Sorry Sirius. It's always best this way.

I don't hate Sirius, I have to be a little cruel to be kind and I'm not here for fun, as much as it seems a fun world for me, to pretend to be a witch, to fool these people and to inflate my ego, I'm here for Harry and his children. I'm here to mitigate the damage that old Voldy woldy will do in the future.

"I actually have some stuff to do."

Probably another bird.

"So there's the wand shop, good luck!"

And then he stomped away. What a baby. Now I suppose I could've kissed him and then he would want me around but I am not a) prostituting myself and b) he would've conquered then left so it doesn't matter either way. In fact maybe he would actually remember me more this way. I looked at Ollivanders and smiled. I wanted to have a little talk with Ollivander anyways alone.

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