Hey3 xD! Yea. well. The moment I posted Chap15, I started writing this. To those whom read my Naruko, and Eragon stories, I shall update those aswell soon :D ^-^ I love you all.
Neo: GEO-
Geo(Me): WAIT! I gotta give them an important message!
Neo:-Facepalms.- Please hurry...
Geo:YES MA'AM! Here's the message, beautifuls ;D,
I'm changing the setting for reviewers. You have to be logged in. As much as I hate the thought of losing reviews, I'm sorry, but the reviews I got from one certain "Guest" really hit me hard. Mostly because I had that cat since I was two, and he was family. SO! Once more, I apologize.
Neo: You done?
Geo: Yes. You can yell now! :D
Neo: Finally *Rolls eyes* On with my rant ^-^;... GEO! Stop getting off track!
Geo: O~O! Omg, so sorry. Sorry if I sound a bit childish, I'm hyper so..
Neo: Yes we know. Your intellegence is that of a 10 year old, and when your hyper is lowers to that of a 7 year old.
Geo: NEO! DON'T BE SO MEAN T-T!
Neo:-Sniggers.-
Geo: We love you!
Neo: I admit. I've gotten rather fond of you reviewers. And I may or may not repeat it. I only said it this time because of the high level of reviews that we got within only 15 chapters..
Geo: Your so cruel..;-;.
Neo:.. Fine. I'm rather fond of you all. I apologize if I sound cruel, and mean. But being around her,*Point to Geo*, can do alot to ones patience. I'm betting many of you may agree. Now... Geo..*Smiles sweetly*.. GO WRITE!
Geo: Yes mistress ;~; *Runs away, trying to dodge the whip Neo is trying to hit me with, whilst she cackles evilly.*
Now on to the thing we say in every chapter, the very boring titles and yuck.
_
(Boring stuff time. I apologize. I know. It's annoyingxD! Your allowed to skip it though ;D! Anyway... xD)
Nice Dursley's, evil Dumblewhore, good Voldie
Tom: STOP CALLING ME THAT
Me: SHUT UP RIDDLE! -Coughs.- Anyway. Good Voldie, bashing on the Weasleys, not the twins, I love them . Sexy little bastards... ANYWAY. Bashing on most of Gryffindor, except for some. Some bashing on the poor little Huffpuffs(Poor souls...). OH AND GOOD SLYTHERINS! WHOOP! Bein' the sexy evil bastards they are ;D! Female Potter! WHOOP~! Lol... xD! Oh and bashing on Hermione, bein' the bitchy little bookworm she is. Oh and the Order Of The Glowing Zombie Fried Chicken... Is exactly that. Stupid bastards. All of 'em are EVIL. They will be bashed upon. Except Snape, Sirius, Remus, anddddddd... Whoever the hell I choose xD!... Oh, and Bellatrix Lestrange. She may look(And be) insane, but hey. She was raised by the Blacks. The mother of Sirius is a bitch, we all know that. DUN BLAME BELLATRIX FOR BAD PARENTING!...BUT ANYWAY...*Dodges a rock* Fine fine, I'll shut up now.
Author: Geo And Neo
Disclaimer: I DON'T OWN ANYTHING! IF I DID SNAPE WOULDNT HAVE DIED! Dumblewhore woulda died more gruesomely... - Manipulative bastard! Dx. Anyway... Everything belongs to our lovely J.K Rowling. And the Brits. Gotta love the Brits. What with their accents...Erm. -Coughs.- Thats none of your buisness, though I'm betting many gays, and girls will agree. We all love the brits.(And I espically love gays more.3...)..ANYWAY! xD
Title: Amai Potter And The Sorcerers Stone...With a side of Angry Chickens.
Summary: Amai Potter. The girl who lived. Amai was young. So controllable... What would happen when Dumbledore's toy got a mind of her own? What if our wonderful little savior fell for the wrong guy? What if their savior wasn't who they thought... What if their savior turned to the right side. M for mature. Fem!Harry.
"Speech/Talking/Normal."
"Thoughts/Prophocy(Only Luna Lovegood can do a prophocy.)"
"Pareseltongue."
"Mind Speak."
"Flashback."
Chapter 16.
Views From The Other Side.
Many people believe that the Garden of Heaven, was, well Heaven. Alas, sadly, they are wrong. The Garden of Heaven was were people whose lives were unfairly taken reside till their need in the living realm was ended.
It was a beautiful place, though there was always a tad bit of sadness. Afterall, the inhabitants had their lives ripped from them.
Roses, petunies, lilies, cherry blossoms, flowers and bushes and hedges and trees of all sorts. The sun shone brightly, beating down on the flora that glistened with dew. Soft clouds drifted across the bright blue sky. The sound of a creek rippled through the field, the noises from the surronding forests giving one an idea of how peaceful it was. The sounds of birds and squirrels, all the small adorable animals one could love.
A low groan was heard. In the middle of clearing, one would be able to sight a circle. A glistening foutain, carved from marble, designed like the the French cathadrals, only into a foutain. Blue flowers sat floating in the water, causing the water to ripple. On the second of four levels was a mirror-like oval shape that was incrusted into the marble. It's surface was rippling, like water would, only it seemed to have an etheral feeling to it.
The foutain was surronded by benches, made of wood. They were styled like the benches one would see in a park, though the metal for the rails was silver, incrusted with golden lining. The wood was white, showing the type of tree it was. Berch.
One of the benches was occupied by an platinum haired goddess. Sparkling blonde locks fell straight down the beautiful womans back. High, aristocratic cheekbones adorned the softly tanned face, including full, sinful ruby lips. Saphire hues shone brightly through long lashes, only adding to the goddess-like beauty. The woman wore a white dress that hugged her curves. It flowed down her long legs, the right side having a slit up the side, ending at the half-point of her theigh. The back was curved, and it stopped at the small of her back, showing the tanned skin that normally would have been covered. The straps that held up the dress had golden rings on them, holding the glimmering silken dress in place. Her feet were bare, only covered by white sandels.
She was a goddess, in every aspect of the term.
Of course, though, the beauty was slightly marred by the thunderously angry expression adorning the womans face.
The ruby lips were pulled into a snarl, and the saphire hues were narrowed.
"Damn you, Dumbledore! First you ruin my grandson's life, now you have to try and maniuplate an innocent little girls life as well!" She growled, her lip still curled, revealing the two rows of pure white teeth, though they were sharpened more than a normal persons would.
The woman stood aburptly, as she stormed forward, her hands grasping the thin marble of the foutain. Long, painist fingers, adorned with perfectly clean nails, nearly broke the marble's rim, as they clambed down tighter.
"Darling, please, calm yourself," The baritone voice rang through the clearing, as the murderous expression on the womans face slowly softened slightly.
A soft sigh escaped her throat as she turned to face her love.
The tousled black locks that framed his gorgeous face perfectly sparkled in the sunlight, and the stormy gray hues stood out against the deeply tanned skin of her lover. Tall, broad shoulders were hugged by a white dress shirt, which was untucked from black pants, which had a silver train hanging from the side. Black dress shoes shone brightly under the sun from underneathe the black pants he wore. His bronze biceps rippled as he moved to cross his arms. His strong, square jaw moved slightly, as a care-free, loving smile spread across his lips.
She smiled softly as she noticed the way his sparkling hues shone with amusement at her obviously failed attempt to manage her anger.
"What's wrong?" He asked suddenly, all joking attempts vanishing as his forehead creased, his lips curling into a frown.
The woman stopped slightly, looking down as she sighed. She heard the grass crunch as he approached, his musky scent that bombarded her senses emphasising the fact of his approach.
She felt the warmth of his body heat as the muscled arms circled her waist, turning her so she faced him. His left hand grasper her chin, and he tilted her head so she was forced to look at him.
"Myra. I'm serious. Tell me, what bothers you?" He asked her, the frown still obvious on his handsome face.
She sighed quietly, and she leaned her head against his broad chest, "It's Dumbledore. He is trying to ruin a innocent childs life again, and this time it's so much worse!" She cried, her eyes shining with tears.
Her lover sighed as he hugged her, closing his eyes. Dumbledore. The man who thinks himself above the world. The man who thinked just because he may be slightly above the average wizard's power level, he should be able to rule the world. Bastard, he thought dryly.
His love seemed to have a natural born hate for the old bastard. Not that he blamed her.
He hugged her tighter, closing his eyes as he breathed through his nose in a failed attempt to calm himself. Dumbledore always managed to find a way to upset Myra.
"Myra, please, I need a bit more detail," He uttered dryly, relishing in the soft giggle he recieved.
She let out a soft sniffle before she snuggled into his embrance even more, "He.. he wanted a poor, innocent little girl to be abused, so she would be easy to mold and maniuplate! He even thought about raping her! It's just..." Myra whimpered once more, closing her eyes tightly, "Demetri, he wants her to actually bare his heir! He's older than her own great-great grandparents! Demetri, Dumbledore has finally lost it!"
She was cut off as Demetri pressed his lips against hers, silencing her.
I love you. Your strong enough for this. It doesn't matter. He's a maniuplative bastard, whose going to be taken down. I love you, Myra.
The message was unspoken, but she heard it loud and clear.
As they pulled away, Myra looked down, nodding slightly.
"I understand, Demetri. But, Amai, she's our..."
With Lily & Amai, in Amai's Dreamscape! :D!
"So, this guy, Hiro, you say. He's an exercist?" Amai questioned her mother, her head tilted as she tried to process all the words that had been told to her in a short amount of time.
"Yes. He may seem a bit.." Lily trailed off, frowning slightly, searching for the right term, "Uhm... He may seem a bit unhinged, but he is the best in his field," Lily smiled gently.
Amai nodded, giggling, "But, just out of curiousity, is there anything else I might need to know?" Amai questioned once more.
Lily sighed and moved so she could sit with her legs put off to the side, "Yes actually. Have you heard of the Goddess Myra?" Amai nodded, blinking. She had learned this in her lessons with Draco.
The Goddess Myra was known to hold all the knowledge of everything Magical. Her lover was told to be a handsome man, whom was the most powerful of his time, before Merlin himself!
They were like soul mates, till a man killed Demetri, sending Myra in a rage. She had ripped the man to pieces, her magic lashing out, and it sent Myra's entire essence to the Soul Realm, where the souls of all powerful beings dwelled. Myra's soul had called out to her lover's, summoning him. They were said to still be in love, even after the insane amount of time that had passed.
It was also said that the Fountain Of Knowing resided there. The Foutain Of Knowing allowed the gods and goddesses to see their heirs, and the like, and everything that tried to harm them. It was a magical object that had many books written about it, yet it was all theory.
"Well. You are, for a lack of better term, her only living heir. Along with her lover, Demetri. The Evans line was known for their unbelievable knowledge that revolved around the gods and goddesses. Though, of course, they only knew it because they, themselves were part God.
Amai nodded slightly, feeling giddy at the knowledge. She was part God! This was sooo cool!
Lily Potter seemed to change, brining Amai's attention to her. Her normally tanned skin had paled slightly, and she looked tired.
"Amai," Her mother said, breaking through the young ravenette's thoughts, "I know you wish for me to stay longer, but I cannot. I'm sorry," Lily ran a hand over her daughter's face, her eyes shining with love that caused Amai's heart to skip a beat at the completeness of it, "I shall not be in touch with you any time soon. I have already depleted most of my energy.. But know this. Amai, my daughter, my legacy, my heir... I love you."
With those words, Lily Potter vanished from the Girl-Who-Lived's view.
In the Hospital Wing.
Madame Pomfrey scurried around Amai Potter's unconcious body.
The young First Year's magic had pulsed madly, and the mere force of it nearly knocked out the matron. The power such a young child had inside her nearly caused her to have a heart attack, but luckily, this wasn't the oddest thing she had ever seen.
As Poppy's warm hues looked at the young ravennette, she felt her heart tug, nearly breaking itself in two at the thought of what might of happened to cause this. The girl was so young, and having to face a fully grown moutain troll was just...!
With a sigh, Poppy shook her head, tyring to rid herself of the thoughts as she focused on casting the diagnostic spells.
Amai Potter had been out for about four weeks now, and Draco had been doing her homework for her, and reading the chapters they were assigned, and telling her about his day.
He truely missed her, and it broke her heart to see the young boy in such an emotional wreck. Really, she had seen many things, but she had never seen the absolute hopelessness that shone in his eyes every night when he left.
Draco Malfoy watched with worried silver eyes as she walked about, casting spells, and checking her diagnostics. His normally gelled back platinum hair hung to his shoulders loosely, and he seemed even paler then was turned to minutes, and the young girls power only seemed to grow.
At forty-five minutes exactly, a low groan caused all movement to cease. There was no way...
Her thoughts were broken as the bright emerald hues opened, blinking.
Amai Potter had awoken.
Hey hey hey! You like? I did. It took me really long cuase like, my pc's charging cord was totally dead. So I had to wait FOREVER for a new one and I finally got it. I added ALOT to this so I hope you enjoyed it!
Review!
~Geo & Neo