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A/N: Hello all my readers, I am so thrilled with all the follows I am getting for this story and I really appreciate it, I hope I don't let you all down. I wanted to ask you a Q: What do you think if I wrote a crossover Harry Potter/Grey's Anatomy story? It would be wrong BWL, Fem!Potter, and she would either be the adopted sister of Derek Shepherd, or the adopted daughter of Derek & Addison – Not sure which one … but what do you think? Would you like to read something like that? The idea just popped into my head this morning, and I hadn't been able to get it out of my mind. –Looking forward for your input! =)

Chapter 14:

"Wow. You are so bipolar Dee," Lexi rolled her eyes, shaking her head in amusement as she leaned into Lee's arms.

"What? Moi? Why would you say that?" Odette pouted.

Currently, Lee, Lexi and Odette were having lunch in a small diner on their way to Georgia, Atlanta. Lee and Lexi wanted to pay their witchy friend, Bree who owned a bar there, a visit, and Lexi wouldn't stop nagging Odette to accompany them, telling her that she would be really interested in meeting a servant of nature and that she was in desperate need of meeting new people that didn't pay her to murder anyone.

It took only a day to persuade her. Lexi was a real soft spot to Odette, and she found it hard to deny her best friend slash only friend, anything.

"You were so perky and sweet, laughing and all with us and then the waitress comes to our table and you're all blank and impassive," explained Lexi.

Lee chuckled, "Her icy façade you mean."

Odette shrugged, "It's not a façade. It's who I am. You guys don't see it because I actually like and trust you … which that in itself is rare. But Lexi you have seen how I really am; you know, back then when you were pestering me to be your friend," her voice took in a teasing tone at the end.

"Nu-uh, I refuse to believe the two General Douchebags managed to change you," said Lexi in denial.

Odette sucked in a breath, fixing her friend with a somewhat stern look, "Lexi, I don't like showing emotions, I find them pointless and I don't trust easily either. After everything that's happened to me, I'm a changed girl and you know what. I embrace it."

"She's going to make you her latest challenge now," said Lee, looking at his girlfriend with a knowing look.

"Hush you," Lexi smiled, staring at Lee fondly before snapping her gaze to Odette, "He's right. You, my little friend, are my latest project. I already managed to get Stefan back on track from his many ripper binges. I am going to make you mellower and have you smiling more often."

"I smile," grumbled Odette.

"Smile to strangers," Lee corrected her. Odette stuck her tongue out at the two vampires as they paid the check and went back to the car.

Lee and Lexi have been alternating driving to Georgia from New York and have currently been on the road for ten hours, making it three hours till they arrived at their destination.

Odette was still peeved that they denied shadow traveling over there, ignoring her when she informed them that it would take them a few seconds to reach. Lexi was adamant that they make it into a fun, bonding road trip and that it would be more enjoyable driving to Georgia and back.

Lee agreed with his girlfriend of course, but Odette swore that he preferred shadow traveling by the disappointed look on his face that appeared when Lexi had told her no.

You do not just say no to Lexi Branson unless you want to enter into a long argument, where she would still win at the end. And so, the six year old witch just spent her time grumbling in the backseat of the car for two hours.

"Finally," Odette cheered, jumping out of the car when Lee shouted out their arrival. She raised an eyebrow and looked at the two vampires in cynically, "Bree's Bar? Not very original is she?"

"Oh stop it," Lexi laughed placing a hand on her little friend's shoulder, "I guarantee that you are going to like Bree. She's very down to earth."

"Yeah, you two can bond over witch business," Lee smirked as he walked into the bar confidently.

Looking around, the bar wasn't completely packed with people, but there were a few laughing, drinking shots, smoking cigarettes and playing pool. Odette grudgingly admit to herself that the bar wasn't so bad, it looked … cozy.

"Well, well, well, look what the wind blew in," Odette turned to see a woman jump over the bar, smiling widely at Lee and Lexi as she engulfed them both into tight hugs. "I didn't know you two were coming."

Odette knew her to be Bree; she looked to be in her early to mid-twenties, with frizzy black hair that fell to her shoulder blades, hazel eyes and mocha-colored skin; she was pretty and had a natural beauty.

"And who is this?" asked Bree, going over to stand in front of Odette and smile down at her. "She's beautiful! I didn't know you two adopted a kid," she looked at Lee and Lexi in confusion, who was both trying to stifle their laughter.

"Odette," said Odette in an icy tone, staring blankly at Bree, making her flinch at the deadened look in the six-year old child's eye.

"She's our friend. We met her in New York," explained Lexi as they made their way to the bar. "She is very mature for her age."

"And does she know about-"Bree was cut off my Odette who stared impassively at her and drawled out in a bored voice, "You're a witch and those two are vampires … duh!"

"Come on Dee, open up to Bree, I promise you she's cool," Lexi then looked at Bree's confused face and said in a matter-of-fact tone, "She's not really good with opening up to new people, but she's a real hoot once you get to know her."

Bree studied the girl closely; she had ruby hair and eyes the color of emeralds with pale white sheen skin that looked to be getting darker from the sun. She looked to be six, but Bree could tell that she was very mature for her age, there was this air about her and the way she walked … Bree gasped, clutching a hand to her chest.

"What is it?" asked Lee, the beer in his pausing in midair halfway to his mouth as he looked at his witch-friend in concern.

Bree never took her eyes away from the cold, emerald one that stared blankly at her, "You're very powerful. You hold such power in such a small body … I could, I could feel it, almost taste it in the air radiating around you. You will be a power to be reckoned with once you have matured in age."

There was a small crack in Odette's cold exterior after Bree's words. No one ever informed her anything about her magic. James and Lily believed her to be a squib because of the old fool, Dumbledore.

She spent all her time reading books from the Potter Library and when she turned four she was abused and maltreated constantly for two years. Ivan Vanko and the Generals Petrovich never knew about her magic since it had all but disappeared until her last month at the Red Room.

The only witches Lee and Lexi knew, where the servants of nature and so they couldn't share anything to her.

Loki and the Asgardians called her a seidhr and they informed her that dream-walking was not a common gift, but that was all she knew, since they believed her to be too young. Loki was teaching her Asgardian magic but she accidentally apparated to Russia before she could learn anymore from him.

But Bree …Bree was the first person in all her nearly seven years of living that could tell she was a witch without her informing them, and Odette's curiosity was peaked. She was desperate to know more about herself; she always knew that she was different from James, Lily and Charlus, as well as Sirius and Angela.

"What do you mean?" snapped Odette; she sounded a bit rude, but Lexi smiled, she had faith that Bree and Odette would get closer in time.

"You don't practice witchcraft like I do … and you're not a servant of nature, that much is obvious," Bree pondered how to put what she had sensed in the little girl into words so that Lexi, Lee and Odette could understand. "I can sense a great power in you. It is dark, not light, but you are not per say one practicing black magic."

"I'm a witch," said Odette bluntly. She was not one to dole out her secrets freely; it took a month of trusting Lexi until she told her, and by extension Lee. But she knew her two vampire friends trusted this servant of nature, and she was the only one that could give her any answers since she was not about to ask James and Lily or the old codger. "I come from a large community of witches and wizards where we practice magic with wands; some powerful ones can do wandless magic, but limited of course. I, on the other hand, can practice wandless magic perfectly without any limits."

"Wizards? You don't mean Warlocks, do you?" Bree was enraptured with the six year old and her words and wanted to learn more.

"No, wizards. Of course, this information doesn't reach any ears, am I correct?" Odette smiled sweetly, a threat underlying her words.

Bree shook her head, "You don't have to worry about that doll. Any friends of Lee and Lexi are a friend of mine. Without your permission, I ain't gonna speak a word of this to anyone."

Odette studied the witch closely, releasing her magic to feel out for any lie in her words, and nodded, satisfied when she turned out to be honest, "I'll trust you then. So, what more can you tell about me?"

"Like I said; power. It is intoxicating. You must be careful, there are many more witches like me out there, you could run into them anytime and they would be able to sense you and try and use you," said Bree warningly.

Lee and Lexi burst out laughing at that, while Odette sent Bree a small evil smirk, "They can definitely try. But it might be the last thing they do."

Lee, Lexi and Odette ended up staying in Georgia for two weeks, and during their time there, Odette and Bree grew closer.

Odette had to admit that Lexi had been right, and that Bree wasn't bad. In fact, Odette enjoyed her company and was glad that she could call the witch her friend. She once asked how come she didn't make Lee and Lexi a daylight ring, and she informed her that she was a few years new to the craft and she hadn't seen the two vampires in two years.

Bree, on the other hand found Odette to be interesting. She even began to enjoy her dark sense of humor and never got disturbed by her coldness and harshness to strangers.

During their last week in Georgia, the subject of the infamous Shadow Swan was brought up. The newspaper had a side report stating that it had been three weeks since Shadow Swan was on the move, and they were wondering about her disappearance if it was a good thing for New York.

Odette could sense that Bree was one to be trusted and Lexi and Lee couldn't help but burst out into gales of laughter at the stumped look on Bree's face when she found out that the notorious Shadow Swan was in fact sitting in front of her, and had been in her bar for nearly two weeks.

Bree found it to be hilarious that a six year old girl had New York City running like chickens with their heads chopped off. Nobody would ever expect a six year old girl to be an assassin and expert cat burglar, and she found it to be ingenious, even though she was put off with the killing part; Bree accepted Odette for who she was.

Lee and Lexi were the only ones that knew about Ivan Vanko and her time in the Red Room. Even though she trusted Bree, she didn't like speaking much of those two years with anyone, and she told herself that in the following years she would relay that information to Bree.

When their two weeks were over, Lexi was feeling incredibly smug and happy with herself for helping Odette add another friend to her small list, and open up to someone else.

***THE FORGOTTEN POTTER***

It was nearing the end of May, and there remained to be nearly two months for Odette's seventh birthday when she deemed it was time to get herself a wand.

She knew there to be a really good wand maker in Italy. Antonio Mancini was known for using a large variety of wand cores instead of Ollivander who used only Dragon Heartstrings, Phoenix Feathers and Unicorn Hairs.

She was already skilled in wandless magic, and she wanted to start training with a wand. In her research, she found out that Antonio Mancini would remove the trace on his wands for a price, and Odette found it to be worth it; she also had a lot of money to spare from being Shadow Swan so she could afford it.

Another reason why she wanted a Mancini wand was because it was to be her spare wand where she would perform all her spells in. Once she turned eleven, she would have to buy an Ollivander wand so that she wouldn't attract suspicion from the old codger, and she wouldn't be able to use some of the illegal and dark spells she had in her repertoire.

Lexi agreed to go with her and was very excited to see how the wizarding district in Italy varied from Liberty Lane.

The two wandered around for a while at Piazza Place, and Odette added more books to her already vast collection before they entered Mancini.

There was a middle aged man standing by the counter; he had salt and pepper hair, turquoise eyes and olive-toned skin. He stared at Lexi and Odette curiously and Odette felt him brush lightly in her mind.

Odette smirked at him, "I would appreciate it greatly if you would cease your intrusion into our minds."

"What? He was reading my mind?" Lexi looked at the man scandalized.

Antonio Mancini looked at them in shock, surprise written all over his features, and his curiosity only increased. How could a young girl notice his soft scouring of her mind when most experience adults never felt him, "Mi scusi, I do apologize for the intrusion. It was merely a soft brush of Legilimency, I usually use it to know my customers better and have a perfect wand fit for them."

"Hmm, if you say so," Odette glared coldly at him. "I would like a wand. A custom-made one and I want you to remove the trace from it. Also, I would like you to perform all the security charms on them so that it could never be removed from my person and no one could ever cast any charms on it. And, I would like an invisible wand holder."

Antonio Marcini gaped unattractively at the little girl who held so much confidence and power in her words; his jaw dropped even more when said little girl walked over to the counter and dropped a huge bag of galleons in front of him.

"500 galleons; I think that is more than enough for our business with you today and your discretion, am I correct?" said Odette in an icy tone. Lexi smirked at how badass her little friend was.

Marcini was finally able to put himself together and lift his jaw from the ground as he grabbed the bag of galleons, "Of course, of course. Now, both of you come with me to the back for privacy so that I can have your wand custom-made."

Odette and Lexi made their way to the back and saw themselves in a room filled with containers and wood.

Mancini looked at Odette; curiosity sparked in his eyes and asked, "Now, what is your wand arm?"

"I'm ambidextrous," replied Odette coolly, ignoring the surprise on his face. Mancini merely nodded without a word, and flicked his hand over to the measuring tapes, which danced around her and began measuring both hands.

"Now that is cool," Lexi laughed.

"Now, let us start with the wood for your wand. If you please, hold out your hand and walk along this shelf. If you feel warm sensations then grab the wood."

Odette nodded and began walking past the shelf. After she had passed five wood types, she felt a warm spark inside of her and picked the wood, but she felt a beckoning feeling, like a call telling her to continue onwards with her search and five minutes later, she had two more blocks of wood in her hand when she went back to a surprised Mancini.

"Three woods, that is unheard of … never in my life or my ancestors-"Mancini stared at Odette with an unreadable look, but didn't continue what he was originally about to say. "Never mind, never mind. Let us see what you have here. Hmmm, interesting."

"Can you explain what each of these woods mean?" asked Odette, she too was curious as to why she had picked out three instead of the usual one like everybody else would.

"You have picked out Acacia, Elder and Aspen … curious. Hmm, well, the Acacia is a very unusual wood; it creates tricky wands and often refuses to produce magic for any but their owner. If someone has taken your wand, it might never be able to work for them. It also withhold their best effects from all but those most gifted, which proved my point that you are to be or already are a very talented witch," here, Mancini gave her another inquisitive look. "When the Acacia wand is well-matched, it matches any for power."

Mancini placed the wood on the table reverently and picked up a white wood. "This, this is the Aspen wood and it is highly-prized by wand-makers and it produces outstanding charmwork and martial magic. The proper owner of an Aspen wand is an accomplished duelist, or destined to be so. It is a wand for the generally-strong minded and determined."

Lexi stared at Odette in awe and pride, and Odette was glad that she had such fine woods for her wand, that only left the Elder wood.

"This is the Elder wood, and it is the rarest wand wood of all," Mancini's voice developed a mysterious and revered quality as his eyes flitted from the Elder wood to Odette. "It is reputed to be deeply unlucky but only because it is trickier to master than any other. However, since it has chosen you and mixed with the Acacia and Aspen wood, it will be a powerful wand and not to be trifled with if any were to hold your wand. When paired with an Elder wand, it is said the person is marked out for a special destiny."

Antonio Mancini was now the second person to speak of her and her magic as powerful, and when looking at the three powerful and highly rare woods that called out to her, it only cemented the idea. Odette wondered what exactly she was destined for and why was she so powerful in the first place? Was Charlus as powerful as her? She doubted it though, the idiot hadn't performed any accidental magic in all her four years of living under the roof of Potter Manor, it was always her, and he took the praise away from her.

"Now it is time to see what your magical core is. Pass along these containers and if you feel the same warm sensation as you did with the woods, then grab it."

Odette nodded once more and made her way forwards. To Mancini's shock, she came back holding five containers; but then on second thought, he shouldn't have been so surprised, her wand would be needing many powerful wand cores for the three woods of the wand to have balance.

"Let us see; you have basilisk venom, oh my … this has been in my family for three centuries unable to find a match, yes, yes, most powerful indeed." Odette and Lexi watched in amusement as he got even more excited with every container he opened, his rambling increasing tenfold.

"Now this," he held up three strands of dark brown hair, "This is hair from a manticore. My great-great uncle nearly lost his head trying to obtain them during his travels in Iran. Hmmm, hair of a griffin, powerful, yes-"

Odette hid her uneasiness under her cold, impassive mask; she knew why the griffin hair called out to her. It was the signature and crest of the Potter family, and while she knew that three years ago she would have been thrilled at having a connection to the Potter line, the Odette today was dismayed.

"– Griffin hair from its wing, to be precise. Oh my, incredible," he showed the witch and vampire a pure, glittering golden horn that shone gloriously, "This my ladies, is the horn of a Romanian Longhorn."

"Romanian Longhorn?" asked a perplexed Lexi, looking down at her friend for elaboration.

"A dragon," Odette shrugged nonchalantly, enjoying the look of surprise and horror that flitted on her best friend's face.

Lexi gaped wide eyed from her friend to the wand maker, "Dragon, of-of course, how silly of me. I should have known that," she scoffed sarcastically.

"Yes, yes," Mancini smiled benignly at the blonde vampire, "When powdered, their horns are highly valued for potion-making, and the numbers of Romanian Longhorn's have decreased terribly in recent years, mostly due to the trade in its horn. It is now actually classed as Class B Tradeable Material."

Mancini picked up the second to last container, "Ah, my child. This, oh my, dio mio. This is the venom sac of a Lobalug," at the inquiring looks he was on the receiving end of; he smiled and embellished, "It is a creature, ten-feet long found at the bottom of the North Sea. When threatened, the Lobalug contracts its venom sac, which is in fact how my grandfather achieved it."

"I really need to brush up on Magical Creatures," muttered Odette to Lexi, who nodded.

"Yeah, teach me as well. I'd like to know what else exists in the world … I can't believe you didn't tell me of dragons."

"Promise I will later," Odette chuckled, "And the last core, Mister Mancini?" Odette placed her impassive mask back on when looking at the Italian wand-maker.

He held up a bottle of pure transparent liquid, "This signora, is tears from an ice phoenix, which is quite incredulous and curious. You see, your wand is comprised of two poisonous venoms, one of which is the basilisk venom and very deadly."

"Yes, I already know about basilisks. Its venom can kill you in less than a minute," interrupted Odette in a drawl.

"Correct, and can only be counteracted by phoenix tears; which has healing powers. Two opposites lay in your wand. Your wand has deadly and healing properties and can be used as such," Mancini looked excited as he glanced at all the ingredients on the table. "It will take me a week to have it done for you with all the charms you so required and the wand holder when you come to pick it up."

"Very well Monsieur Mancini, I do hope I won't regret doing business with you and that you will be very discrete," said Odette sternly with a cold gaze.

Mancini spluttered, "Why of course, of course, I hope to do many more business with you in the future signora." There was no way Antonio Mancini would be betraying this rich, powerful, entrancing and cold little witch. She would make a deadly enemy.

***THE FORGOTTEN POTTER***

Two weeks before Odette's seventh birthday, she decided it was time to move back into Potter Manor. Now that she could Shadow Travel, she could visit Lee and Lexi and go anywhere whenever she wanted, instead of staying stuck in the Potter Library.

Odette was curious to see how everyone back in Potter Manor was, and besides, Odette felt a pull, she had a feeling that it was important to go back. She decided that she would save money and only sleep at Potter Manor.

Also, Odette wanted Shadow Swan to be world-known, and she couldn't wait to cause chaos in Britain.

Lee and Lexi supported her going back, and Lexi actually entertained the idea of moving to Britain for a few years, since she had spent twenty years in New York and was getting bored.

Odette shrunk all her possessions and Shadow Travelled into her room at Potter Manor, and just like she thought, her gift was so rare that there was no wards against someone shadow traveling into their home.

Odette smirked, that could prove to be very useful to her in the future.

Looking around at the room she slept in for three years, she sneered. It still looked the same as the night she turned four, nothing was out of place, and nothing new was added to it. In fact, she was sure that only the house elves had entered the room to clean it and keep the dust away.

Odette was walking around the room when she heard a pop, followed by a loud squeaky voice, "Little Mistress Oddie came back!" and then something bony was hugging her.

She looked to see her house elf Daisy staring awestruck at her with giant tears leaking down her giant eyes. "Daisy?"

"Mistress Oddie, where have you been? You disappeared for three years … you, you are different Mistress," Daisy squeaked, looking her little Mistress over.

"It's a long story Daisy, one I don't want to go over at the current time," said Oddie dismissively, an impassive mask on her face. She was happy to see Daisy, but she was a changed girl now and emotions were for fools. She was only comfortable around Lee and Lexi.

"Tell me Daisy, what has been going around in Potter Manor for the past three years? And don't sugar coat anything, I want details, warts and all," she snapped. Daisy flinched at how cold her Mistress had become, but she hastened to obey.

"I searched the Manor for you, but once I noticed you had gone poof, I informed Lord and Lady Potter. They, they ordered me not to speak of you anymore. They thought you were being stubborn and hiding for attention," she looked sympathetically at her Little Mistress but was surprised to see her staring back impassively and uncaring with cold, dead eyes.

"And? What else happened?"

"A month ago Lady Potter gave birth to a boy, Harold Potter … they don't pay him much attention because little Master begins tantrums if they do."

Odette was shocked at finding out she had a younger brother, and scoffed at the news of Charlus. Of course the spoilt brat would cry for attention. "Show me Harold's room."

Odette nodded obediently and led her onwards to the room five doors down from her. She entered to find a little baby boy with black hair and emerald green eyes like hers; the difference between their eyes was that Harold's held innocence, while hers was long gone, filled with horror and evil.

When Harold saw her he began giggling and lifting his tiny chubby arms up. Odette hesitated for a moment before cautiously reaching down for him and carrying him into her arms. Harold began giggling more and his tiny fingers patted her cheek.

Odette now knew that Harold was the pull that had her returning to the Potter Manor.

"Hello Harold, I'm your big sister," she sat by the rocking chair with Harold in her arms. "I'm going to call you Harry for short, what do you say?" Harold giggled again as a response which she took to mean yes. "Don't worry, you're not alone. You have me to take care of you. I won't abandon you like James and Lily. I promise."

Odette Arielle Potter always kept her word and never broke any promises; Yasmine was a fine example of that.

A/N: How did you like this chapter? Next chapter we might be seeing Loki, and there is only a few more chapters before reaching Hogwarts. What did you think of Lee and Lexi? What about Bree?