Wings of Destiny
By: Princess of the Moon Kingdom
Disclaimer: Harry Potter doesn´t belong to me…sadly, but true.
VIN: grammar errors may appear in the chapter…other than that, I hope none XD.
This chapter is not that important to the history. I wrote the second chapter in the point of view of Amara…I just change some things like the start of it but mostly, it has small changes. If you want the new chapter (the REAL third chapter), it is the next to this one but, nevertheless…
Enjoy XD
Summary: Lily Evans was not the angel that everybody thinks she was. She, in revenge, stole a child from a powerful pure-blood family and showed him as her son. Years later, an 8 year old Harry will found about his real heritage. The witch, whom Lily took the child, will come to take him back. How can this affect the future and fate of the boy-who-lived? Lily, Dumbledore, almost all the order of the phoenix and Weasley´s family (with the exception of Sirius, Snape, Fred and George) bashing. Dark Harry.
Amara pov:
I was walking toward the ugliest house I have ever seen in my life…muggles and their sense of fashion…ugh! When I was getting to the door, I smelt an aroma that I didn't want to imagine of whom it belong…blood. For their own safety, I hope it doesn't belong to the person I was searching or someone will die. I knocked the door and, in the time I was waiting, I heard as someone dropped something not-to-heavy on the floor. I put my ear close to the door I could listen better.
-You…close…punishment will…thing you feel…myself clear, scum? - Even if I just heard parts of the conversation, I knew what it was: a thread.
-Yes- answered a tiny voice, it sounded hurt…tired. Then I heard a door being locked. Whoever they dropped and thread was being locked. Anger started to boil in my veins. If the person was him, oh…let's just say it won't be pretty. But then, my moment came…the front door opened for me to see the town circus. The fattest man I have ever seen, the horse-looking-woman and the mutation of the two but without any sign of a brain...well, is not like the older two have either. Dumbledore really overdid it…that old dumb goat. The fat man check me head-to-toe…pervert!
-Who you may be, madam?-with respect, the man said. It was good I thought of my story before this.
-My name is Sarah Sweetfield, I just moved to the house beside your home. I thought it will be good for me to meet the nice people that live here- wow, I really was good at lying…or maybe they were to fool to believe me. I preferred to think it was the first.
-Well, thank you, Mrs. Sweetfield…would you like a cup of tea? – The horse asked.
-Please, call me by my name…Mrs.?-
-Petunia Dursley. This is my husband, Vernon; and our son Dudley-
-Nice to meet you. And it would be delightful that cup of tea- with that, I entered the house and went with them to the kitchen. I watch closely the "room" under the stairs…so that's where the person was locked. I quickly made an alohomora. We arrived to the kitchen. I must say…it looked good, for muggles.
-Take a seat, please- the woman offered
-Thank you- as I sat, I could observe a bad hidden bat full of blood. Then I froze. The blood had magic in it. A magical person? The power was too strong to be from a mud-blood…maybe a half? It couldn't be a pure-blood because the only one living in here was…the realization made my blood boil with a rage so powerful that I started seeing red. My child…beaten by unicellular muggles?
-Is everything all right? - The hypocrite woman asked me.
-Yes…I just couldn't remember something but I did just now- I said with a smile. I said the truth, I couldn't remember the killing spell that I need it, but now…oh boy, hell was going to break loose; slowly but sure. I pointed my finger to the tea pot after she served me and started.
- Anguis veneno, liquidae veritatis et mortis, annihilare qui non meretur vitam (1) - a light, very difficult to see, shot from my finger as I whispered the spell. Revenge will be sweet. I couldn't help but to smile as they drank their tea. –excuse me but I need to use your restroom…can I?-
-But of course! It is the second door to the right, upstairs- indicated the slut. I was just reaching to the corridor when I saw someone. The image was so…unbelievable that I felt tears dangerously close to fall from my eyes, but I had to keep an image. There, in front of me, was James as a kid but cover in blood, his own blood, all beaten up. His glasses broke. The only difference was the lightning scar in the forehead of the boy. My child.
-What's wrong, Sarah? - The woman asks me. I saw the fear grow in my king's eyes. He started to walk away from me but I move my head negatively and winked at him.
-Don't worry; you are safe- I started walking to him, when…
- Sarah, is everything all right…? - The head of Petunia appear at one side of the frame of the door. Her face transformed from a happy to a furious one. -I'm…I'm so sorry you had to see him. He is our, I mean, he is a friend of Dudley. He got into a fight but Dudley save him. We are taking care of him…are you feeling all right? - lied the pathetic excuse of a human.
- Oh…how…nice of you. But tell me, why? – I asked in a faked honeyed voice.
-"Why" what? - Petunia said, now with all the reason of the world, scared but the fury was still in her eyes.
-Why you act like the whore of a sister that you had? - All the color from the face of Petunia was gone; - didn't you hate her for being a freak? So, why are you acting like her? - I, again, asked. My voice was going more sadistic as she talked.
-How did you know about…? - Petunia started
-Oh! I know! The problem is not from you or her…the problem born from the mother of the two of you, right? It is like they said: if the bitch has something wrong, the puppies are wrong too! – I couldn't stop the happy feeling…now the horse was furious.
-How dare you talk about my mother, let alone, my sister! Anyway, how did you know about her? You never meet her! ...-she stopped suddenly. Hate rising with each breath, meanwhile, my smile grew bigger,-… unless…unless you…-
- Unless I am what you hate the most? Maybe…a witch, perhaps? – I finished. -Oh yeah, I'm a witch…and not just an ordinary witch, oh no…I am a pure blood. But of course, I can't hope that you understand what I am saying…after all, you are the lowest of muggles. I think the dirt has more honor than you in all your pathetic life…-
-Get…get out of our home, you freak! – The talking whale screamed as his wife was unable.
-don't worry; I will leave…but not alone. You- I pointed at Harry,-are coming with me- a warm smile took place on my lips.
-Me? Why me? - But before I was able of answering him, the man spoke.
-You are not taking him! He will stay!-
-You are wrong…why would I leave a child, less a magic child, alone? – The child look at me confused for what I said, he will learn soon enough…
-Are you blind or dumb? We are here! – The man defended himself.
-Make all the fun you want of me, but it will be the last thing you will do- a deadly look took place in my eyes, - you will pay with your life the damage you did to him…my son- I whispered the last part with all the sorrow I had in my heart. I had waited a long time to have my little king in my arms…his father was taken from me; I will not allow that my child was took away too!
-Wha…? - Then, first the son, then the wife, fell to the floor…cold dead. At last! -Petunia! Dudley! ...what did you do, you monster? - He was accusing me.
-Monster? Me? I am not the one who is using an eight-year-old boy as a punching bag…oh, I see the time for you has arrive…I hope you burn for eternity and be forbidden to rest peacefully for the atrocities you did…bye bye- and with that, Vernon was on the floor. A silence took domain of the house.
-Are they…? – My son began after some minutes.
-Dead? Yes- I answered him directly. I waited for his reaction and I was proud that he showed happiness at the news. I opened the door and he looked at me. –Come here, I will carry you. I don't want you to injure yourself more than you are…plus, - I pointed the coat in my arms, which I had summon and charmed with a warm effect a few seconds ago, -is winter, I don't want you catch a cold either- He walked to me and I took him in my arms.
-Why are you taking so many cares with me? You don't know me- he said with a shy voice. I lifted him and put the coat over him so he stayed warm.
-Because you are important to me…more than you can think of, Athan- I whispered in his ear.-sweet dreams, - and with that, he fell into a peaceful dream.
-I will protect you…I swear it on my life- and with that; I started my long way to our new destiny.
NA: how was it? :D I really think this is the last time I put a chapter like this…or what do you think? :)
(1)Snake's venom, liquid of truth and death, eliminate those who don't deserve life. (A little clumsy but…I liked it XD)
Please, comment XD and thanks for reading.