Story plot: Psylocke (Elizabeth "Betsy" Braddock) traveled to a reality of which she and Mimicry had a daughter, not wanting her only child to be influenced by Lady Mandarin and the horsemen of death she sacrifices herself to her brother Jamie (who has the ability to manipulate Quantum strings that comprise reality) destroying any attempt of resurrection for her. Her powers and abilities are infused within her daughter. Betsy's soul however goes into Limbo the hellish dimension of which Illyana Nikolievna Rasputin; Sorceress Supreme (Magik) is ruler. Psy does not plead nor beg for her soul, but only asks that her former friend take pity on her daughter and train when the time is right, the master of limbo agrees, a deal is made
.X-men/ harry potter challenge
Requirements:
The challenge only applies to either or all: Hermione granger, Luna lovegood, Ginerva weasley.
Character(s) must go to Hogwarts and defeat voldemort, disregarding Harry Potter/ Lord Voldemort prophecy.
Character(s) must be adopted by illyana and trained within the time frame before Hogwarts.
Character(s) must find out about their parentage before defeat of lord voldemort.
Character(s) abilities must include those of Psylocke's it doesn't matter which version of said abilities you use.
Must go through a "transformation" and eventually join the Horsemen of the Apocalypse
Anything else do as you please.
A/N: so this challenge is from erisedelm she's basically given us free rein on how the story goes, I don't know whether I want other mutants showing up in harry potter verse. This will eventually be a slash fic Hermione/? Who I have no idea with but that won't be for along time, I intend for this to be a novel length. I will say this once and one time only; this story is for my own amusement and entertainment, I will not tolerate flames, outrageous/ ridiculous criticisms or pointing out my obvious flaws. I will however accept suggestions, positive critics and any helpful hints. I do not care if you follow or review as I said this is for my own use, do not try and correct me on any "OCC's" or "False inaccurate info" this is fan fiction, and if I want Hermione to be a purple dancing Muumuu than so be it. Also I am an X-men Fanatic I am confident in my knowledge and absolute obsession of such topics so there. Of course I will change, distort, and remove anything I please. P.s illyana will not die, I love her to much
Disclaimer: I don't own anything everything is brought to you by the Marvelous "Marvel" corp. and J.K. Rowling.
Chapter three: attachment, Black Widow's hearts and Birthday surprises
(Two years have gone by in limbo two and half weeks in Hermione's universe)
"Tante storm?" the seven year old princess inquired rubbing her foot into the ground.
Sighing at the interruption ororo set down the medicine vaccine she was working on; an antidote to the red fungus disease threatening the food crops.
"Yes my busy bee?"
"I was wonderin' if maybe you could tell me a story." She fluttered her eyelashes, good goddess and all above this child gets away with everything shouldn't she be in her studies?
"Come here" she gestured to the empty space next to her, she knew that Hermione was suffering from separation anxiety considering illyana was away with Charles the alive one at least, helping rebuild the institute… again.
"Now I'm going to tell you a story, one story and no bashing your head, begging on your knees, or any other gimmicks to get out of your school work you hear?"
Hermione smiled brightly, and nodded her head. Alright tante, I promise"
"good," storm waved her hand vaguely towards the candles, the lights dimmed and the cackling fire roared, a whispering of wind could be heard the willow trees gently scraping the mosaic windows.
Hermione scooted closer to her aunt laying her purple tresses on white haired witch's lap. Slowly storm ran her fingers through those wayward locks.
"Once upon a time…"
"Wait!" shouted an overly excited jubilee, she bounce into storm perfectly mood setting throwing sparks and colors everywhere, "don't start the story without me!" she gracefully, yet somehow still clumsy sat on the floor facing ororo and Hermione.
"Okay you may start now." Hermione giggled while the African queen rolled her eyes.
"Once upon a time, there was a young girl."
"How young tante?"
"Your young plus eight."
"Oh."
"Yes oh, now this young girl lived in the poorest of places, she was an orphan washed away by sea, plucked by the gods for something special.
"Plucked for what tante."
"Mione if we knew why the gods did the things they do we would be gods ourselves."
"But storm you kinda are a god... Just sayin."
"Jubilee…" she scowled, eyes alight with irritation wondering if she could finish this damn story and get back to work without the young mutant's quirks and questions.
'Yes?"
"Shut up, stop giving me a complex and let me tell the damn story." Hermione gasped shooting up out of storms lap shouting and pointing.
"Swear jar! Tante! Swear jar!" Grumbling the blue eyed sorceress conjured a few coins apparating them into the "swear jar, which was mostly filled with illyana and Logan's money.
"There, now can I continue on with the da- with the story please." Hermione laid back down eyes closed her hand moved in the classic royal "carry-on" movement.
"An old couple came by and not knowing quite why adopted the little girl into there home." Storms voice crossed over into a deep hypnotizing tale.
"And Ti Moune loved Daniel with all her heart, she couldn't kill him, he was her light, her hope, her love."
"She waited for two weeks by the iron gates, Daniel and Andréa where married."
"Daniel!" she croaked out, her pale ashen figure lay on the road
Daniel turned around, his face filled with pity, Ti Moune did not want his pity she wanted his love.
"Daniel?" she whispered, he did not speak he only grabbed her hand holding onto it for a moment looking into the peasant girls eyes. He straighten up and walked away without a backwards look, Andréa shot her a smug look.
Ti Moune startled back in horror at the gold coin he had placed in her hand. Her heart broke, the only thing keeping her alive; Ti Moune laid down and passed away.
"And the gods cried tears of compassion for the little orphan... And transformed her into a tree!"
"Wait what! A tree a goddamned tree!" jubilee shouted in outrage tears rolling down her face, little sparks shout out of her finger tips.
Hermione to bust sobbing her eyes out didn't even mention the swear jar. Storm continued on…
"A tree that destroyed the high iron walls, a tree that Daniels children played in-"
"What the actual fuck!?"
"A tree in which a boy saw the most beautiful peasant girl in, a tree in which tells the story of how love conquered death." Ororo trailed off, jubilee still seething with indignation, while Hermione wiped away her tears.
"Thank you tante for the beautiful story." Her niece's eyes shown with new intelligence obviously she was the only one to catch the hidden message in the story
"Yes what a beautiful story indeed." A voce drawled out
Hermione stood up and gasped "Mommy!" she cried running to the tired haggard looking queen. The mother caught her child in her arms, snuggling into her daughter's hair.
"Don't worry mommy, I wont ever leave you fro some boy." Her daughter whispered into her hair patting her back, she turned and face her daughter full on blocking away jubilee's crude comments on the story.
"You say that now my child, but I will hold on to your promise until then." She shifted Hermione to her hip facing the other two
"Come, jubilee lets get some lunch I'm sure ororo has some work to do." Swishing her long blonde hair to the side she strolled out of the lab, thankful that her mission was cut short, oh how she missed her little bug.
"How much did you miss me mommy?" Her little rose questioned
"More than you'll ever know."
"Oh… did you get me anything?"
(One year later, Hermione is eight she is visiting in New York)
Hermione the ever observant child has been stalking her aunt Natasha for over three weeks, and has come to the conclusion that she is in love with Uncle Clint. Usually when she is with her uncle or aunt she just pays attention to the lesson at hand, but now something has changed, unlike her other family members auntie Natasha was a human, an overly flexible, conniving human but nonetheless a human.
As is her Uncle Clint and uncle stark, her auntie however has spent lessons talking more about stubborn men, and many ways to detach a scrotum, then fighting tactics or quantum physics like she usually does. So naturally Hermione started to investigate, her sessions with Tante Storm, Auntie Wanda, and Mommy have left her able to contain her magical abilities, and usually she would just absorb people's powers and use that but auntie rogue makes her actually gain muscle and endurance.
So she cloaked herself with invisibility, a gift she uses to spy on Grandpa Fury all the time. And if anybody caught her well... She absorbed Auntie Emma along time ago and she somehow perfected her memory alternation, in which can just wipe out that whole memory and replace it with a new one, and no matter how hard Emma or uncle Xavier or even jean has tried they couldn't call back the erased memory.
She snuck into the college classes her aunt took, (her mom wonders why she is so filled in on women rights and cracking safes)
The clubs she went into, she even snuck into the thieves' guild (where uncle Remy works). She had nothing; it wasn't until last night when all her hard work had paid off.
It was like some cliché movie moment the one where jubilee gasps and Uncle Logan whispers (loudly) that he called it. Auntie Natasha was kissing Uncle Clint and he said he loved her, she didn't reply but Uncle Clint and I could both see she felt the same way.
It was beautiful to me and I vowed that I would support there secret love, or I would just blackmail them into letting me attend a S.H.E.L.D. meeting. Then it all went to hell when captain America came to visit.
(Hermione's ninth birthday)
She had woken up like any other day, six a.m. sharp she brushed her teeth took a shower got dressed and went down stairs to the DR for training .it had been a hectic week, what with auntie kitty getting murdered by mommy, but it wasn't her vaunt kitty it was a different one who didn't like mommy or aunty Rogue,
it was still hard to witness though, but as auntie Natasha, and uncle Logan, and everyone else who is heartless enough to tell a eight year old the truth about life was that we all die, its inevitable so she had to suck it up.
Uncle Logan was sleeping on the couch for a whole month because of that. She knew that people died she is the daughter of the limbo queen. But actually seeing it was an eye opener, which was weird considering she killed multiple people in the DR. it was a lot to contemplate so she forgot it was her birthday to day,
so naturally when she went down to the kitchen and a million people seemed to pop out of nowhere with bright lights(jubilee and Kurt) and big sounds (bobby and peter) she freaked out…. It wasn't her fault a few people went out the window.
A/N" if you can tell Hermione has been to quite a few decades ranging from the seventies- 2006-2008, she has a lot of family members protecting and looking out for her next chapter; Hermione goes to Hogwarts and meets some new friends.