So I was just notified by the Real Grace that she wanted to be best friends with Levi but I don't know, leave a review if I should edit the last chapter or leave and continue shipping Gravi (Grace and Levi). Sorry if my fights are lame, I'm doing my best. Anyways, extra credit to Sofia.

Anyways the way that Natsu arrived at Devon was the Jump, now you're probably wondering what the Jump is? Well it's like a teleportation spell, a large crack will consume you as you go down the tunnel. If you don't have permission to use the Jump then you will be eaten by Abbot before you could arrive at your destination, but in Natsu's case Abbot is on holiday. In Evergood, there are several Jump stations students could use without getting eaten.

I forgot two characters appearances so I'm going to say it know:

Reese has dark chocolate coloured hair with matching milk chocolate eyes, her skin is mocha brown that complements her skin. She usually keeps her hair straight or in a French plait, she wears a charm bracelet that has different charms on it that represent different forms and powers for example:

A phoenix charm for her elemental phoenix slayer magic;

GP representing the magic she trained from the gods and pillars (for her elemental phoenix magic she has to train with all the elements, she has control of all of the elements except Chaos which she will learn to use from a special someone and that is not Acnologia);

A sword to represent the one of the swords of the season which is the Katana of Spring;

A star to represent her pillar powers which are stars (including the suns and moons), truths, lies, memories, secrets, wishes and love;

A purple jewel to represent her Heaven and Hell's magic.

She is usually seen wearing a black top with multi coloured beads sewed onto it with a sapphire, skinny denim jeans with Superstars. She had an hourglass figure and for the dragon slayers she smelt like chocolate fudge and cookie dough

Grace has caramel frizzy hair, she had one part of her hair covering her right eye and the rest of it was flat and her back, she had vibrant violet eyes and had milk chocolate shake colour skin. She is Raphael's little sister, she can summon any mythical animal or creature to her aid, she is half demon since her father is an Animcrastic (an animal demon who can shape shift into any living creature) and her mother is Jarica who is the pillar of imagination, she mainly uses air magic and healing magic, ironically most accidents are caused by her, she is the Earth version of Wendy Marvel. She smells like milk chocolate and fresh roses.

I am so sorry if I got Eren's appearance wrong, in the picture's his eyes looked green.

Disclaimer: I own nothing except most of the Ocs.

Can nothing get any worse? Chapter 17

Not for the first time, an argument had broken out over breakfast at number four, Privet Drive. Mr. Vernon Dursley had been woken in the early hours of the morning by a loud, hooting noise from his nephew Harry's room.

"Third time this week!" he roared across the table. "If you can't control that bloody owl, it'll have to go!"

Harry tried, yet again, to explain. "She's bored," he said. "She's used to flying around outside. If I could just let her out at night —"

"Do I look stupid?" snarled Uncle Vernon, a bit of fried egg dangling from his bushy mustache. "I know what'll happen if that owl's let out."

He exchanged dark looks with his wife, Petunia.

Harry tried to argue back but his words were drowned by a long, loud belch from the Dursleys' son, Dudley.

"I want more bacon."

"There's more in the frying pan, sweetums," said Aunt Petunia, turning misty eyes on her massive son. "We must build you up while we've got the chance… I don't like the sound of that school food…"

"Nonsense, Petunia, I never went hungry when I was at Smeltings," said Uncle Vernon heartily. "Dudley gets enough, don't you, son?"

Dudley, who was so large his bottom drooped over either side of the kitchen chair, grinned and turned to Harry.

"Pass the frying pan."

"You've forgotten the magic word," said Harry irritably.

The effect of this simple sentence on the rest of the family was absolutely incredible: Dudley gasped and fell off his chair with a crash that shook the whole kitchen; Mrs. Dursley gave a small scream and clapped her hands to her mouth; Mr. Dursley jumped to his feet, veins throbbing in his temples.

"I meant 'please'!" said Harry quickly. "I didn't mean —"

"WHAT HAVE I TOLD YOU," thundered his uncle, spraying spit over the table, "ABOUT SAYING THE 'M' WORD IN OUR HOUSE?"

"But I —"

"HOW DARE YOU THREATEN DUDLEY!" roared Uncle Vernon, pounding the table with his fist.

"I just —"

"I WARNED YOU! I WILL NOT TOLERATE MENTION OF YOUR ABNORMALITY UNDER THIS ROOF!"

Harry stared from his purple-faced uncle to his pale aunt, who was trying to heave Dudley to his feet.

"All right," said Harry, "all right…"

Uncle Vernon sat back down, breathing like a winded rhinoceros and watching Harry closely out of the corners of his small, sharp eyes.

Ever since Harry had come home for the summer holidays, Uncle Vernon had been treating him like a bomb that might go off at any moment, because Harry Potter wasn't a normal boy. As a matter of fact, he was as not normal as it is possible to be.

Harry Potter was a wizard — a wizard fresh from his first year at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. And if the Dursleys were unhappy to have him back for the holidays, it was nothing to how Harry felt.

He missed Hogwarts so much it was like having a constant stomach ache. He missed the castle, with its secret passageways and ghosts, the petty fights that would break out from Natsu and Gray (except the part where he gets dragged in), his classes (though perhaps not Snape, the Potions master), the mail arriving by owl, eating delicious banquets in the Great Hall, sleeping in his four-poster bed in the tower dormitory with his funny roommates, visiting the gamekeeper, Hagrid, in his cabin next to the Forbidden Forest in the grounds, and, especially, Quidditch, the most popular sport in the wizarding world (six tall goal posts, four flying balls, and fourteen players on broomsticks).

All Harry's spell books, his wand, robes, cauldron, and top-of-the-line Nimbus Two Thousand broomstick had been locked in a cupboard under the stairs by Uncle Vernon the instant Harry had come home. What did the Dursleys care if Harry lost his place on the House Quidditch team because he hadn't practiced all summer? What was it to the Dursleys if Harry went back to school without any of his homework done? The Dursleys were what wizards called Muggles (not a single drop of magical blood in their veins), and as far as they were concerned, having a wizard in the family was a matter of deepest shame. Uncle Vernon had even padlocked Harry's owl, Hedwig, inside her cage, to stop her from carrying messages to anyone in the wizarding world.

Harry looked nothing like the rest of the family. Uncle Vernon was large and neckless, with an enormous black mustache; Aunt Petunia was horse-faced and bony; Dudley was blond, pink, and porky. Harry, on the other hand, was small and skinny, with brilliant green eyes and jet-black hair that was always untidy. He wore round glasses, and on his forehead was a thin, lightning-shaped scar.

It was this scar that made Harry so particularly unusual, even for a wizard. This scar was the only hint of Harry's very mysterious past, of the reason he had been left on the Dursleys' doorstep eleven years before.

At the age of one year old, Harry had somehow survived a curse from the greatest Dark sorcerer of all time, Lord Voldemort, whose name most witches and wizards still feared to speak. Harry's parents had died in Voldemort's attack, but Harry had escaped with his lightning scar, and somehow — nobody understood why — Voldemort's powers had been destroyed the instant he had failed to kill Harry.

So Harry had been brought up by his dead mother's sister and her husband. He had spent ten years with the Dursleys, never understanding why he kept making odd things happen without meaning to, believing the Dursleys' story that he had got his scar in the car crash that had killed his parents.

And then, exactly a year ago, Hogwarts had written to Harry, and the whole story had come out. Harry had taken up his place at wizard school, where he and his scar were famous… but now the school year was over, and he was back with the Dursleys for the summer, back to being treated like a dog that had rolled in something smelly.

The Dursleys hadn't even remembered that today happened to be Harry's twelfth birthday. Of course, his hopes hadn't been high; they'd never given him a real present, let alone a cake — but to ignore it completely…

At that moment, Uncle Vernon cleared his throat importantly and said, "Now, as we all know, today is a very important day."

Harry looked up, hardly daring to believe that they even had the slightest memory of what happened to be this special event.

"This could well be the day I make the biggest deal of my career," said Uncle Vernon.

Harry went back to his toast. Of course, he thought bitterly, Uncle Vernon was talking about the stupid dinner party. He'd been talking of nothing else for two weeks. Some rich builder and his wife were coming to dinner and Uncle Vernon was hoping to get a huge order from him (Uncle Vernon's company made drills).

"I think we should run through the schedule one more time," said Uncle Vernon. "We should all be in position at eight o'clock. Petunia, you will be — ?"

"In the lounge," said Aunt Petunia promptly, "waiting to welcome them graciously to our home."

"Good, good. And Dudley?"

"I'll be waiting to open the door." Dudley put on a foul, simpering smile. "May I take your coats, Mr. and Mrs. Mason?"

"They'll love him!" cried Aunt Petunia rapturously.

"Excellent, Dudley," said Uncle Vernon. Then he rounded on Harry. "And you?"

"I'll be in my bedroom, making no noise and pretending I'm not there," said Harry tonelessly.

"Exactly," said Uncle Vernon nastily. "I will lead them into the lounge, introduce you, Petunia, and pour them drinks. At eight-fifteen —"

"I'll announce dinner," said Aunt Petunia. "And, Dudley, you'll say —"

"May I take you through to the dining room, Mrs. Mason?" said Dudley, offering his fat arm to an invisible woman.

"My perfect little gentleman!" sniffed Aunt Petunia.

"And you?" said Uncle Vernon viciously to Harry.

"I'll be in my room, making no noise and pretending I'm not there," said Harry dully.

"Precisely. Now, we should aim to get in a few good compliments at dinner. Petunia, any ideas?"

"Vernon tells me you're a wonderful golfer, Mr. Mason… Do tell me where you bought your dress, Mrs. Mason… "

"Perfect… Dudley?"

"How about — 'We had to write an essay about our hero at school, Mr. Mason, and I wrote about you.'" This was too much for both Aunt Petunia and Harry. Aunt Petunia burst into tears and hugged her son, while Harry ducked under the table so they wouldn't see him laughing at Dudley's corny speech.

"And you, boy?" Harry fought to keep his face straight as he emerged from under the table. "I'll be in my room, making no noise and pretending I'm not there," he said.

"Too right, you will," said Uncle Vernon forcefully. "The Masons don't know anything about you and it's going to stay that way. When dinner's over, you take Mrs. Mason back to the lounge for coffee, Petunia, and I'll bring the subject around to drills. With any luck, I'll have the deal signed and sealed before the news at ten. We'll be shopping for a vacation home in Majorca this time tomorrow."

Harry couldn't feel too excited about this. He didn't think the Dursleys would like him any better in Majorca than they did on Privet Drive.

"Right — I'm off into town to pick up the dinner jackets for Dudley and me. And you," he snarled at Harry. "You stay out of your aunt's way while she's cleaning."

Harry left through the back door. It was a brilliant, sunny day. He crossed the lawn, slumped down on the garden bench, and sang under his breath:

"Happy birthday to me… happy birthday to me…"

No cards, no presents, and he would be spending the evening pretending not to exist. He gazed miserably into the hedge. He had never felt so lonely. More than anything else at Hogwarts, more even than playing Quidditch, Harry missed all of his friends but most of all his best friends, Ron Weasley and Hermione Granger. He missed Reese and her lecturing attitude, Natsu and his humongous appetite with Happy, his talking blue cat. He even missed Saphira and her tsundere attitude towards her classmates, heck he even crazy enough to missed Professor Scarlett and her crazy punishments and lessons (okay that's a bit too far). They, however, didn't seem to be missing him at all. None of them had written to him all summer, even though Ron had said he was going to ask Harry to come and stay.

Countless times, Harry had been on the point of unlocking Hedwig's cage by magic and sending her to Ron and Hermione with a letter, but it wasn't worth the risk. Underage wizards weren't allowed to use magic outside of school. Harry hadn't told the Dursleys this; he knew it was only their terror that he might turn them all into dung beetles that stopped them from locking him in the cupboard under the stairs with his wand and broomstick. For the first couple of weeks back, Harry had enjoyed muttering nonsense words under his breath and watching Dudley tearing out of the room as fast as his fat legs would carry him. But the long silence from his wizarding friends had made Harry feel so cut off from the magical world that even taunting Dudley had lost its appeal — and now all of them had forgotten his birthday.

What wouldn't he give now for a message from Hogwarts? From any witch or wizard? He'd almost be glad of a sight of his archenemy, Draco Malfoy, just to be sure it hadn't all been a dream…

Not that his whole year at Hogwarts had been fun. At the very end of last term, Harry had come face-to-face with none other than Lord Voldemort himself and these mysterious group of people called Saber Tail. Voldemort might be a ruin of his former self, but he was still terrifying, still cunning, still determined to regain power. Harry had slipped through Voldemort's clutches for a second time, but it had been a narrow escape, and even now, weeks later, Harry kept waking in the night, drenched in cold sweat, wondering where Voldemort was now, remembering his livid face, his wide, mad eyes —

Harry suddenly sat bolt upright on the garden bench. He had been staring absent-mindlessly into the hedge — and the hedge was staring back. Two enormous green eyes had appeared among the leaves.

Harry jumped to his feet just as a jeering voice floated across the lawn.

"I know what day it is," sang Dudley, waddling toward him.

The huge eyes blinked and vanished.

"What?" said Harry, not taking his eyes off the spot where they had been.

"I know what day it is," Dudley repeated, coming right up to him.

"Well done," said Harry. "So you've finally learned the days of the week, huh I never thought the day would come."

"Today's your birthday," sneered Dudley, ignoring Harry's comment. "How come you haven't got any cards? Haven't you even got friends at that freak place?"

"Better not let your mum hear you talking about my school," said Harry coolly.

Dudley hitched up his trousers, which were slipping down his fat bottom.

"Why're you staring at the hedge?" he said suspiciously.

"I'm trying to decide what would be the best spell to set it on fire," said Harry.

Dudley stumbled backward at once, a look of panic on his fat face.

"You c-can't — Dad told you you're not to do m-magic — he said he'll chuck you out of the house — and you haven't got anywhere else to go — you haven't got any friends to take you —"

"Jiggery pokery!" said Harry in a fierce voice. "Hocus pocus — squiggly wiggly —"

"MUUUUUUM!" howled Dudley, tripping over his feet as he dashed back toward the house. "MUUUUM! He's doing you know what!"

Harry paid dearly for his moment of fun. As neither Dudley nor the hedge was in any way hurt, Aunt Petunia knew he hadn't really done magic, but he still had to duck as she aimed a heavy blow at his head with the soapy frying pan. Then she gave him work to do, with the promise he wouldn't eat anything again until he'd finished his punishment.

While Dudley lolled around watching and eating ice cream, Harry cleaned the windows, washed the car, mowed the lawn, trimmed the flowerbeds, pruned and watered the roses, and repainted the garden bench. The sun blazed overhead, burning the back of his neck. Harry knew he shouldn't have risen to Dudley's bait, but Dudley had said the very thing Harry had been thinking himself… maybe he didn't have any friends at Hogwarts…

Wish they could see famous Harry Potter now, he thought savagely as he spread manure on the flower beds, his back aching, sweat running down his face.

It was half past seven in the evening when at last, exhausted, he heard Aunt Petunia calling him.

"Get in here! And walk on the newspaper!"

Harry moved gladly into the shade of the gleaming kitchen. On top of the fridge stood tonight's pudding: a huge mound of whipped cream and sugared violets. A loin of roast pork was sizzling in the oven.

"Eat quickly! The Masons will be here soon!" snapped Aunt Petunia, pointing to two slices of bread and a lump of cheese on the kitchen table. She was already wearing a salmon-pink cocktail dress.

Harry washed his hands and gobbled down his pitiful supper. The moment he had finished, Aunt Petunia whisked away his plate. "Upstairs! Hurry!"

As he passed the door to the living room, Harry caught a glimpse of Uncle Vernon and Dudley in bow ties and dinner jackets. He had only just reached the upstairs landing when the doorbell rang and Uncle Vernon's furious face appeared at the foot of the stairs.

"Remember, boy — one sound —"

Harry crossed to his bedroom on tiptoe, slipped inside, closed the door, and turned to collapse on his bed.

The trouble was, there was already someone sitting on it.

Meanwhile in Evergood…

Everyone was practicing their fights with each other, Reese was against Loke, Lucy and Mira, Sofia was paired with Gajeel and Levy, Grace and Raphael with Wendy and Gray and the finally group was Erza and Saphira.

As they got into their battle stance, Levi had the honor of being the referee along with his apprentice Eren, who was watching with fascination very closely.

He was a 13 year old who had short wavy brown hair, he had emerald green eyes which was filled with determination. He was slightly tanned and was quite tall, whenever someone saw him he would near him he would shoot them a glare. It's no wonder why Levi chose him to be his apprentice. He wore a white tank top that said 'sup?' with black trousers and jaguar trainers, to cover himself he wore a black leather jacket.

He had fired the shot meaning the fights would begin. While everyone started their fights, Reese was the only one who stayed stationary. Her philosophy was who went first in the fight would be the one to lose. Unfortunately for her opponents, they did not remember this and charged straight at her.

She smirked and dodged the attack with ease, not yet attacking but dodging she planned her counterattack.

Lucy was in her Draco Stardress Form (she had brick red wings on her back, her body was covered with scales which were imprinted with the ancient celestial language, the edges were trimmed with gold and rubies which dazzled in the daylight, her tail was thick and scaly but smooth and elegant at the same time. They hugged her skin making her hourglass figure stand out), Loke was in his demon form (his hair was still ginger but a bit darker with golden horns curling out of his head, his eyes would turn animistic, his fingers would turn into talons and dark symbols would appear on his arms in black, his wings and tails would remain golden but look a little more menacing. Sorry I'm just really bad at describing transformations, just try to imagine it in your imaginations) and Mira was in her Sitri demon form. They were not underestimating her that easily. She grinned wildly.

"Let's see what you got!"

As she said that, another group were fighting ahead, this was Sofia vs Levy and Gajeel. Levy hair was messed up and had scratches while Gajeel was in his Steel Dragon form but bruises were visible.

"Solid Script: Earthquake!"

Large rumbling was heard until it broke out, unleashing all its fury on Sofia. Sofia stayed calm and planned her way out, then she got an idea.

"Mind Pillar Sacred Art: Split Soul!"

This spell allowed the user to share a soul with one of their enemies, this was especially useful with enemy teammates, and while Sofia could control her enemy's body their soul would rest, unable to control their actions. One of Levy's eyes turned green, the same shade as Sofia's eyes.

"Solid Script: Hurricane!"

Both teammates expected the spell to shoot towards Sofia but the hurricane had other plans, as it dashed for Gajeel he exclaimed in surprise.

"What the hell Shrimp? I'm not the enemy she is!" He said as he turned to Sofia who was currently enjoying the show that was in front of her, then he finally realized what she was doing, "Stop playing dirty and get over here!"

She smirked as she clicked her fingers, Levy was suddenly on the ground breathing heavily. He ran over to her, clutching her close to his chest listening to her heavy breathing. He looked up at Sofia, his eyes shadowed by Gajeel's hair.

"You will pay…"

"I'm didn't hear you say that, could you repeat that again please?" Sofia said in a mocking tone.

He finally lifted his head to reveal eyes that had no emotion except anger.

"YOU'LL PAY!"

As he charged towards Sofia, another pair charged. This was Grace and Raphael vs Gray and Wendy.

"Sky Dragon Sarced Art: Shattering Light Drill!"

"Ice-Make Unlimited: One Side Chaotic Dance!"

"Animcrastic Transformation: WigerSlif (this is part fire serpent and hellish skycrows)!"

"Creature I summon thy, Hralink!"

I think you can guess what attack belonged to, I should really stop breaking the fourth wall...nah.

As attack landed on each other two others were having a very interesting fight of their own, wanna see?

"Requip: Sea Empress Armour! Emplatic Slash"

"Water Dragon Crash Dive!"

As Erza experienced a tsunami crashed down on her, Saphira cringed at the attack that was landed on her. Most of the time Water attacks wouldn't affect her but Erza's armour seem to have an exception. She shook off the feeling and went for her next attack, not underestimating the Great Titania.

"Water Dragon's Aquatic Bullets!"

Shots of water dashed towards Erza as she braced for impact with her next move.

"Requip: Adamantine Armour!"

She clashed the two shields together as she heard the attack landing on her with a loud boom, she then requipped into her Morning Star armour. Attack after attack they were finally worn out but the didn't give up just yet.

"Requip: Nakagami Armour, Nakagami Starlight!"

"Raging Sea: Leviathan's Rampage!"

A large BOOM could be heard from the other side of the training grounds as they all saw Saphira and Erza on the ground, panting. Saphira's plait was undone and sprawled all over her face while she was decorated with serve injures while Erza was in the same condition as her. Erza pushed herself up and put her hand out.

"That was a good match Saphira, you are a worthy opponent. I am glad you are on our side."

Saphira took her hand and pulled herself off the ground, she scratched the back of her neck.

"I'm glad that Sofia and Reese are on our side."

As she said that they looked in the other direction, Sofia was mediating (obviously bored) without a single scratch on her while an injured Levy and Gajeel laid down on the floor, their chests going up and down. Reese smiled in triumph as she stared down at the losing trio who not surprisingly lost against her. Looks like she showed no mercy to them, not even Loke. Erza shook her head in amusement but then realized something, Natsu and Happy did not show up at any of the fights today…

"Reese?"

"Yes Titania?"

"Do you know where—"

"Someone has used an unauthorized Jump Station!"

They all looked at Alexi whose hair was running behind her. Reese had a surprised expression on her face that was quickly replaced with anger, "Where did they go?"

Alexi put her hand on her chin then remembered, "Devon."

Slowly everyone, started backing away from Reese who was emitting a deadly aura that could bring the most fearsome warriors down to their knees and beg for mercy.

"Let me guess, it was a pink haired pyromaniac and a blue furball."

Alexi slowly nodded, if you were there you could see the reactions of each Evergood student.

Alexi looked calm, Grace had her head in her palms thinking, just a normal day in Evergood, Raphael just felt hungry while Sofia had a sadistic smile on her face that crept everybody out.

"Are you okay Sofia?" Levy asked with concern.

"No i'm perfectly fine while wanting to die at the same time..." Then she giggled creepily, sending shivers down everyone's spines. Reese sighed.

"She forgot to take her pills, didn't she?" Reese stated while Raphael nodded solemnly.

Everyone in Saber Tail was confused, was this a normal routine for them, do they nopt get creep out by her behavior!? Sofia pouted at them.

"Aw, why you got be so rude? Now I'm sad!" She exclaimed as she ran off into the distance. She could read minds remember?

While Saber Tail was sweat dropping, Reese and the other started to panic.

"If we don't catch her soon then the rest of the students will be doomed from her mental breakdown killing spree!" Reese exclaimed, shocking their guests, "Well, whose gonna catch her!"

Every Evergood student pointed at Raphael who just sighed, Saber Tail pitied him for catching the dangerous sociopath that was on the lose.

"Its alright, I'm her boyfriend plus I've done this before. Now if you excuse me, i'm going to be adding another scar to my collection."

As he walked off to find his girlfriend, in the distance two certain exceeds sat on a counter top with the currently fourth master watching what was played in front of them. Lily was drinking kiwi juice while Carla was licking blue bubble gum ice cream (I added something that in includes Cappy *cackles from behind the computer*) in her human form. Master sighed in exasperation putting his pen down, massaging his temples in a circular motion.

"Those two will be the death of me someday." Master moaned as Carla gave out a tsk.

"You mean the death of all of us, before we all die from their craziness Erza and Reese will surely kill them first. Someone needs to sort out that tomcat and his reckless owner, I just hope Wendy and Grace don't get influenced by them." She said, crossing her arms with a raised eyebrow.

Pantherlily gave out a chuckle, putting down his kiwi juice, "I somehow sense that Gray, Gajeel and Loke will be there to laugh at Natsu when it comes to that."

Makarov shook his head and dived right back into the paperwork that was given by the headmaster, due to Team Natsu and Gajeel's antics they received many complaints from the Five and they all decided it was Makarov's fault. They all said that he needed to put a leash on them or else then left the threat hanging, if he did put them on a leash then he would be dragged into the mess (like that's not already happening).

Looks like Harry will have some unexpected visitors today.

Bonus!

When Raphael finally found her, she was sipping tea by the Lake of Eternal Punishment. When she sipped it she spat out.

"Blergh! This tea is cold! Hey Raphael, do me a favor and get me a hot cup of tea!"

He silently moaned to himself why does he always volunteer.

For those who are confused they recuse Harry on the same day as this chapter, which is on Harry's birthday. Please review people, oh and I also forgot to mention that I had writer's block for a while so I hope I can make it up to you guys with this chapter.

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