Sorry for the long wait, but I dd finally get the chapter done. As I said before I'm trying something new with this version and that is not going straight to the hogwarts express in chapter three. I want to build up this world more especially since this is a region that I created. Worldbuilding you know?

Anyway I hope you all enjoy and may I recommend Harry Potter and the essence of YX by JSCa on ao3 (if you're reading this from my fanfiction account) its a really good fic and made me really think on how I want to write this world. Definitely has good worldbuilding and Harry has friends in Slytherin! Which I love!

Anyway please leave a comment! I enjoy them!

"A Pidgey! Now, many people will say that is such a common Pokemon but the fact that my Ronnie was able to get close enough to one without her flying away! Barty you have no idea how proud I am of him right now!"

Taking a deep breath, dark black eyes twitch, "Arthur… I know how excited you are. And really I'm happy for Ron too… but how many times have we told you not to use the League Lines unless it's an emergency!"

A laugh echoes through the phone, "oh come on Barty! I'm just trying to cheer you up, since I don't doubt they have you working overtime,"

Barty Crouch Jr, sighs as he runs his white glove covered hand through his brownish-blond hair. He looks down as a Boultund places his head on his knee, "oh they have me working overtime alright. We still don't know who cause that explosion at Gringotts and the Julian Family isn't helping us in our investigation,"

"I'm not surprise," Arthur Weasley, Gym Leader of Goosegold City remarks, "they were greatly attacked during the civil war. Alongside the Jenny and Joy Families, all because they couldn't prove that their Family originated from the Grimm Region,"

"I doubt they would even if they knew, Arthur," Barty sighs rubbing Boultund's ears, "Anyway the only thing we did get from them is that nothing was taken…. "

"Nothing?" Arthur replies in confusion.

"Nothing, from what they told us the vault that was blown up was in fact emptied earlier that day," he rubs his head, forcing back the yawn that wanted to escape, "of course they won't tell us what was in the vault. Which is getting the Minister on us. He wants the public to be calm down, that nothing is wrong, especially since it happen so close to the Opening Festival,"

Arthur hums, "and what does our esteemed Champion think of this?"

"Watch yourself Arthur, your hatred of Malfoys are showing," Barty chuckles, "Valmont is thinking the same thing. This is the first sudden attack in ten years… some people are whispering that it may have been caused by those… who paid their way out of Azkaban.." Barty then blinks, pulling his phone away as he hears a commotion outside his office, "I better go Arthur… something is happening,"

"Alright Barty… but be safe alright. Also come by and visit I know the kids would love to see their Uncle Barty before they head off the Hogwarts," Barty chuckles at this, a soft smile on his face before he puts his phone down. Standing up he heads out of his office, Boltund following behind him.

"I'm telling you sir, you need to have an appointment to see Elite Four Madam Bones,"

"And I'm telling you that whenever I actually called to make an appointment I was hung up!" Barty blinks at the rage in the familiar voice, turning the corner to where the secretary worked to see Remus Lupin glaring down at the woman. The woman in fact was glaring, no sneering at the poor man who looked like he had cried his heart out, tears stains marking his eyes. To Barty's bafflement the man also had a blackeye. "I really hope its from the Riolus that are just more fight ready,"

'Dana," Barty calls out, glaring slightly at the woman, "If I have heard that you been ignoring calls…I suggest you find another job…at least before Madam Bones finds out," the woman winces, looking down but Barty ignores her, waving Remus over.

The man sighs, his shoulders slumping as he walks over slightly glaring at the woman before following him down the hall, "so what happened to you?"

Remus sighs, wincing in pain a bit, "Just my own mistakes coming to bite me in the arse," he turns his gaze to Barty, "thanks again,"

Barty nods before they are in front of a door, knocking on it and hearing the go ahead to enter. Sitting behind a desk was a woman with dark blue hair that was cropped. She wore a manacle over her right eye, both gray eyes blink at them, "Barty, Remus… what can I do for you?" Madam Amelia Bones, The Electrifying Interrogator of the Elite asked setting her papers down.

Barty opens his mouth but Remus surges forward placing down a file in front of her. His amber eyes pleading at her, "You need to read this,"

Amelia blinks looking down at the file before she cautiously opens it. Her eyes narrow a bit as she slowly reads what was within, before she gasps, "Remus… if this… if what's written in here true,"

"It is," Remus confirms, "I watch an Accountant Julian pull out those papers, watch him make a copy for me to give it to you. They're real… they even told me that he never had a trial…"

Amelia closes her eyes at this, "Of course…because if there had been a trial then there's no way Lord Black would have kept the Julian Family from revealing this…" she looks up at Remus, "You just made a whole lot of more work for my department you know that?" she sigh, placing down the file, "Ace Trainer Barty," hearing his name, Barty stands at attention, "I'm putting you in charge of this case,"

Barty nods his head, "Of course Elite Four Madam Bones,"

"Wait…Ace Trainer? You're already that high up?" Remus asked turning to him with wide eyes, "I know that Aura Guardians usually rise in the ranks of the League quicker than others but…"

Barty blinks before turning his gaze to Amelia who looks down at the file before nodding her head, "I got promoted after the Potter case,"

He could tell the way Remus froze up the man knew it wasn't the Potter Case that caused the downfall of he-who-must-not-be-named, "How bad was it…" Remus whispers, his hands clenched to his side, "Albus…he told me she was safe…happy…"

"You need to stop listening to that old fool," Barty snarks, sitting down on a chair, "And it was bad Remus…the girl should have never been sent to the Dursleys," his hand twitches, wanting to grab a cigarette but Amelia glares at him, threatening to set her Raichu on him if he even thinks of pulling out one, "She was not safe, she was not happy. Those….things treated her as a slave…if they weren't being watched by the eyes of their neighbors they wouldn't have let her go to primary," he shakes his head, "even then the people of Surry ignore all of it, having been told that she was a delinquent that needed a firm hand,"

"How could they possibly believe that?!" Remus snarls, lips curled up, "Surry is a bit far from most cities and towns but even they would have heard of the Saviors Of Grimm and their daughter," the man rolls his eyes.

"They used Lily's maiden name… none of the people knew that she was the Last Potter… heck she didn't know until her Teacher came into her life at the age of six," Barty grumbles a bit, "lots of people like to forget that Lily Potter wasn't always a Potter…but yes Remus it was bad. And all because of an old fool wouldn't allow child services to actually do their jobs… citing that those who were part or even supporter of Team Oroborus could possibly do harm to her," Barty rolls his eyes, "Fat lot that it did… but luckily after the incident it altered the League and we were finally able to do something about it,"

"Barty is actually very close to Heiress Potter," Barty snorts at this while Amelia gave him a glare, "oh don't lie, you kept on visiting her during the first year she been living with the Logans,"

"The girl is a prodigy in Aura….but I doubt she will ever join the League and get certified as an official Regional Aura Guardian," he smirks softly rubbing his Boultund's ears.

Aria knew that once she was 11 that Grimm would want her back. Knew that many expected her to be some sort of powerful trainer that had been personally trained by Albus Dumbledore. It made her angry when she was younger, that they blindly listens to an old man who from who she has been told was the reason why that she was not only place with the Dursleys in the first reason but was now the reason she had to stumble through politics by herself in hope that she didn't piss off an ally of an Family and create enemies… well more enemies.. but in her honest opinion she had too many enemies for a girl her age. Many who wanted her dead.

Which is why she was grateful and feeling relief as she stood in front Briarspin City's Gym. Unlike many Gyms in other Regions, Grimm Gyms were that of old castles and towers, those who had once belong to the former kings and queens who ruled the Region years ago. Fifteen strong, round towers dominated the sky line of this massive castle and are connected by enormous, narrow walls made of sandstone.

Rough windows are scattered here and there around the walls in seemingly perfect symmetry, along with overhanging crenelations for archers and artillery.

A moderate gate with large wooden doors, a regular bridge and strong defenses guards the only passage into the castle built in the center of the city. Briar thorns are lined up outside of the castle gates, serving as reminders of the past. This castle has clearly stood the test of time and its inhabitants intend on making sure it stays that way for ages to come.

The day after the trip to Nevermore City, her Teacher had gotten a call from Lord Black who had been informed of Aria taking her place as Heiress Apparent to the Most Ancient and Most Noble House of Black. As such she is now expected to meet the Family, which is why she is now here.

Imelda gently squeezes her shoulders as the wooden doors creaked open, Alphonse who was on her shoulder looks up as a Grimmsnarl bows to them as they enter the hallway. Aria scratches the Cyndaquil under the chin, a frown on her face as they follow the Bulk up Pokemon.

She frowned more when they were led to a room filled with people. The first to get her attention was the black hair woman with a blonde streak in her hair, her grey eyes staring at her with such coldness. She was wearing a beautiful dark green dress that covers her shoulders entirely and flows down into a fancy v-neck. A closed fit which helps remove some of the unwanted attention on her breast, but does so by still looking elegant. She wore black gloves that covered her arms just above her elbows. To many she had the perfect combination of grace and style. Beside her was a boy around Aria's age with sleek white-blond hair, the same cold grey eyes as the woman, On his shoulder, with the same sneer on its face, was a Quaxly.

Turning her head, Aria spots another woman, this one with light brown hair that fell to her mid back. Unlike the other woman she wore simple clothing, but still ones that made her look deadly. Wearing a stylish purple top underneath a brown leather jacket, and a pair of black trousers. Next to her, with bluetooth earbuds and playing on her Rotomphone was a girl around the age of 14 or 15. Her hair was a bright pink with the tips being purpled. She wore a black strap shirt, a black hoodie wrapped around her waist and ripped jeans. She was idly petting the head of a Zoroark, a shiny one in fact, Aria notices with its purple mane.

Beside the desk was a man with dark black wavy hair that went to his shoulders. Wearing a dark gray jacket with black fur lining over a grey button shirt and black slacks. The girl next to him was also about Aria's age, with the same black hair as him but with bright blue eyes instead of grey like many others. She was eying Aria, a Sneasle sitting on her shoulders.

"So this is the Family's Apparent Heir," Aria turns her gaze to the last man in the room. He was older than all of them, his once black hair now as grey as his eyes. Even though he was in his eighties the man still made an imposing figure. Aria kept her ground, staring at him before a wide smile appeared on his face. The other three adults shiver at seeing that smile, "Well…aren't you going to be turning heads…looking just like my little Mia. I guess my Heir did well in choosing you to be his Heiress,"

The woman in the gown did a little gasp, something in Aria telling her that she had tried to hold it back. But with the anger in her grey eyes she couldn't fully control it, "Grandfather… you can not be serious. Sirius was disowned, he is not suited to be Heir let alone choose the next Head of the House…" she stops when Lord Black glares at her.

"My Heir was not disowned, no matter how much Walburga bitched about it," Lord Black states, leaning into his chair, "And really the reasons why she wanted me to disown him were ridiculous. For being in Gryffindor? For not bowing that to that brat who loves torturing his followers in a fit? It may surprise you Nacrissa but I never liked that brat. I never approved of you and Bellatrix joining up with Team Oroborus," he gives Narcissa a stern glare as she opens her mouth, "Oh I know that unlike your sister you never fully joined them, but you were their healer. Your husband if I know was in the inner circles…both of you getting out of Azkaban because Lucius. So if you think that I will allow your son, who by the way is looking at me like he wants to have his Quaxly shoot a Water Gun at me, become the next Head of the Family….you have another thing coming…" he grins sharply, folding his hands together, "So please my dear…tell your husband that he will not get any more money than the allowance that I generously allow him to have with your marriage to him,"

Narcissa frowns but gently squeezes her son's shoulder when he goes to open his mouth. Lord Black chuckles before he turns back to Aria, "Sorry about that…the only reason that I keep her around is because she is somewhat Family…and many people don't realize that the Blacks will do anything for Family," Lord Black stood up, walking over from behind his desk, "Heiress Potter allow me to introduce myself, I am Lord Arcturus Neptune of the Most Ancient and Most Noble House of Black," he waves to the woman and boy who were subtly glaring at her. If Aria hadn't had years of practice from the Dursleys to watch out for any sign of anger, she wouldn't have noticed, "This is Narcissa Violette of the House of Malfoy and her son Draco Lucius of the House of Malfoy," he gestures then to the woman and daughter pair, "Her sister, Andromeda Druella Tonks and her daughter Nymphadora Juno Tonks who I will have to tell you before she claws at my face will like to be called Tonks, both Daughters of the House of the Most Ancient and Most Noble Black. And finally, Regulus Pollax and his daughter Daphne Eris of the House of the Most Ancient and Most Noble House of Greengrass and both children of the Most Ancient and Most Noble House of Black,"

Aria had to hold back the urge to raise an eyebrow…he called everyone children of the Black Family but for Narcissa and Draco. Aria didn't know what that meant but by the frown and subtle glare on Lady Malfoy's face meant it was bad, "But you may call me Grandfather," he smiles leaning against the desk.

Aria blinks, looking up at her Teacher who stares at Arcturus before nodding at her, "Alright…Grandfather. Why did you call me here?"

"Too meet the Family…to meet you," Grandfather explains, before he holds out a book to her. Aria blinks at the leather-bound black book, "And to give this to you. My little Mia never liked Dumbledore…never liked how he butted in more than he should have as a Headmaster. The way he run the school, the way he stopped James and his little gang from being punished," Aria could see pain in his grey eyes, "stopped them from learning there were consequences to their actions… he didn't grow up until his sixth year… but he grew up and took his mother's lessons to heart. Though by then it was too late and he was already deep in Dumbledore's web… but there was something he was able to slip by," he holds out the book towards her and Aria stares at it before she gently takes it.

Her breath catches in her throat as her eyes widen. Embalmed in the center a fairly large shield with a symmetrical heart shaped top and a symmetrical downwards curving bottom is supported by two Dragapult . All of which rests on a mound of gems. A simple crown, or coronet, rests atop the shield, it's a crown of gems raised on stalks and rows of various gems decorate the outer sides.

On top of the coronet sits a coventry sallet helm, which itself supports the crest, in this case a glamorous phoenix with closed wings. The coronet and crest are decoratively bound by a roll of fabric, or torse, which carries the main colors used on the shield.

Lastly, tied to the helmet is an average sized drapery, or mantling, in the shape of a small cloak and colored in the main colors, just like the torse. The shield itself has 2 colors which are a dark purple and an ebony black, and an elegant ribbon, reaching from supporter to supporter, carries the motto, which reads: "Spirits guide us, spirits watch over us.

"The Potters had a tradition that when they give the Heir or Heiress that journal, the child will have to study and copy everything in a new one while adding their own section," Grandfather explains as he watches Aria hold it firmly in her hands.

"G-Grandfather," whispering, swallowing the lump in her throat, Aria pulls the book to her chest. Alphonse nuzzles her squeaking at her. She sniffles a bit, "Thank you,"

"Think nothing of it," Grandfather states with a smile, "Now…why don't you get acquainted with your cousins. Tonks here is in her fifth year while Draco and Daphne are going in there first year, the same as you,"

Aria stills at his, eyes widened a fraction. But Teacher gave her a slight nudge, smiling gently at her. Tonks, after her shoulder was shaken by her mother, pulls out her headphones and stood up. She gestures to the three eleven years old and heads out of the office, followed by her Zoroark.

Frowning a bit, Aria follows but not before jumping when loud voices echo from the room they had just exited. Following the older teen into a room with a nice black coffee table and green leather couches, Aria sat down, keeping a firm grip on the journal while she softly scratched at Alphonse's neck.

"Wotcher," Tonks smiles brightly, "You already know my name so please just call me Tonks. I'm a fifth year in Hufflepuff and this," she gestures to the Zoroark, "Is Loki,"

Before Aria could say anything, Draco scoffs, "A Hufflepuff? I knew you were in Hogwarts but I didn't expect you to be in Hufflepuff cousin,": he sneers, his Quaxly jumping off his shoulder and onto the coffee table, "Even Gryffindor would be better…if I was put into Hufflepuff I would leave,"

Tonks glares and to Aria's amazement her hair starts changing from a bright pink and purple to a deep red, "You want to say that again dear Cousin?"

"Really Draco," Daphne rolls her eyes, sitting beside Aria with her Sneasle sitting in her lap, "Are you in the belief that those who are in Hufflepuff only go there because they can't fit anywhere else?" she shakes her head, sighing in annoyance, "Hufflepuffs are the keepers of Grimm. They provide the Region with food and material. During times of famine and harsh winters during the olden days, Hufflepuffs help us survive. If it wasn't for them and Helga Hufflepuff, Grimm would be bad as Orre,"

"Wait?" Aria tilts her head, eyes narrow, "There is meaning for the Houses?"

"Really," Draco scoffs, sitting in a leather chair, eyeing her in disgust, "You don't know? And you're the last Potter,"

"Draco…stop," Tonks gives him a look before turning towards Aria, "What do you know about Hogwarts?"

"Not…much?" Aria admits, shrugging her shoulders, "Remus told me it wasn't always a school,"

"It wasn't," Tonks agrees with a smile, "It use to be an Expedition Team long ago…a safe haven for those who can use Aura. During that time a King…"

"Actually he was a Lord," Daphne states, "He never became King,"

Tonks nods her head, "True but he definitely didn't like Aura…no one knows why…some say it was because he couldn't use Aura himself. But he started having his Guards and Knights to round those who could use Aura…and have them killed…Helga Hufflepuff who had arrived to the Region from Hisui was unprepared for such vile acts, but she stood her ground, giving many people time to escape. Her deeds were spread, and reached the ears to three others,"

"The other three Founders," Aria states and Tonks and Daphne nod their heads while Draco sighs, placing his hand on his chin.

"Yep! Godric Gryffindor, Rowena Ravenclaw and Salazar Slytherin. Many will tell you that the other three all hail from Grimm but the truth is that only Godric and Rowena did. Salazar came from Hoenn. Now…" Tonks smiles, feeling giddy her hair once more turned pink, "Together they created Hogwarts, on the Island that is known as Far, Far Away,"

Aria frowns a bit at this, "The Island…was called Far, Far, Away Island?"

Daphne snorts a bit, hiding her mouth behind her hand, "At the time it was probably far away from the mainland," Sneasel chirps up at her and she smiles, rubbing the short red feather ear.

"Very much true…and they kept the name in honor. Anyway Hogwarts was based on the Galaxy Team in Hisui. Instead of being called Houses, they were called Corps. The Hufflepuff Corp were in charge of the logistics of maintaining the amount of materials and growing the crops for Hogwarts, the Gryffindor Corp focused on defending the Region, leading battles and challenging opposers to the Grimm. Ravenclaw Corp were healers who tended to the wounded and created medicine. Slytherin were those who were tasked with exploring Grimm, the spies who could sneak into the many kingdoms and search for those who could use Aura, snatching the young children away from those who would harm them, even their own families,"

"Even though Hogwarts is a school, and the Corps are now Houses," Aria turns towards Daphne, "They still have that concept. Many Gryffindors after they graduate go battle the Elite four and enter major tournaments, Ravenclaws become doctors or even researchers and Hufflepuffs become famous Connoisseurs, bakers while Slytherins are known to join the Leagues at some point. Of course what house you go to doesn't determine what you will do later in life," she then places her Sneasel down who scurries over to the table sniffs at Quaxly who glares at her and tries to bap at her with a wing.

"So then how are we Sorted?" Aria asked tilting her head, "I read the books but…"

Tonks laughs a bit, "It's a secret!," she places a finger on her lips, "it's a tradition to not tell the Firsties about how they're sorted into the Houses. But don't worry little cousin, whichever House you're sorted into, you will find friends there. Lots of kids with the same likes and thoughts tend to group into the same House. A sort of… flavor if you can call it,"

"A flavor?"

"Ravenclaw students are always neck in neck for the top academic ranks. Hufflepuffs are those who aren't afraid of hard work and lending a helping hand. Slytherins," Tonks scratches at her cheek, "no offense to Mum and Aunt Narcissa but their type of loners…" she holds up her hands when Daphne glared at her, "hey don't get mad at me!"

"And Gryffindors," Draco sneers standing up from his chair, "are for idiots who are into working out and fighting. Charging head first into any danger without thinking," he stares down at Aria with cold grey eyes, "As Heiress Apparent," his face scowls up as if it pained him to say that, "You will find out that you need to ally with families, and there are certain families who are better than others," he holds out his hand towards her to shake, "I can help you there, before you go making friends with the wrong sort,"

Aria stares at hand, before looking down at Alphonse whose little red spots began to emit smoke. She gently picks him up, placing him onto the couch before she stands up. Draco smiles as she takes her hand before his face grimaces in pain as Aria gently squeezes with her hand, her automail hand.

"I think I can tell who is the wrong sort of people myself," Aria remarks, dropping her hand to her side and glaring at him. Tonks wheezes, wrapping her arms around herself as her Zoroark cackles. Daphne giggles but quickly covers her mouth with her hand.

"You think you're funny do you Potter?" Draco snaps, his face a light pink, "Keep going down that path and you will end up just like your parents," Aria' who was about to go back to sitting on the couch freezes, her head snapping up. Draco smirks, "They didn't know what was good for them and if you follow their example of surrounding themselves with riffraff like they did..well you saw how they ended up,"

"You want to say that again Malfoy?" Aria growls, unknowing to her, sparks of green aura dance off her skin.

"Oh no, I wouldn't dare Heiress Potter," Malfoy smiles, "Its just a shame how the The Most Ancient and Most Noble House of Potter has fallen, hopefully Grandfather will realize the truth before you sully The Most Ancient and Most Noble House of Black as well," he said with a sniff.

Before Aria could snap, Imelda came in, followed by Grandfather, "Alright kiddo, its time we get back," Aria glares at Malfoy, her hands curling in fistsbefore she nods her head. Turning around he picked up Alphonse and her journal into her arms and nods goodbye to Daphne and Tonks.

Malfoy sneers thinking he won before he begins to cough and gag as Alphonse puffs a ball of smoke into his face. His face now covered in ash glowers as Aria walked past him.

Aria chuckles, giving Alphonse a kiss on the forehead as she follows her teacher back towards the main entrance. Smiling when she hears a pained yelp coming from the room.

"So how are you feeling kiddo?" Imelada asked, looking at her in concern.

"A bit upset," Aria admits, cradling Alphonse in her arm, "There's a lot I need to know, stuff that I should already know," she grumbles a bit, "But hopefully with this, I can get a head start in learning," she whispers as she holds up the journal a bit, her Family's Crest shining in the middle of her eye.

Yep! I have changed things! Barty Crouch jr is not a bad guy! He's a very high-ranking Aura Guardian in the Grimm League. In this he is in fact a bit older than the Marauders and was sorted in Ravenclaw and was friends with Arthur Weasley and Amelia Bones.

The reason why Remus has a black eye...will be explained later in the story...lets just say he fucked up big time and has to make up for a lot of things.

Yes, Aria's grandmother in this Euphemia Potter was Euphemia Black daughter of Arcturus Black and sister to Orion Black, making James and Sirius cousins.

Regulas is alive, in this both Blacks said fucked it and left! Regulas ran to his boyfriend's house, Dainel 'Danny' Greengrass and later on married and had two beautiful girls, Daphne and Astoria.

So for guests: no Paco sorry I never really liked him...honestly in the show from what I remeber...he was just...there...guest who is asking if Aria would get friends before Hogwarts...you met one! Aria and Daphne will be becoming friends. Right now Draco just kinda ruined it.

Also yes I aged down Tonks and Charlie...in this world, Molly Weasley had two set of twins. Charlie and Percy, and Fred and George. Both are in their fifth years at Hogwarts.