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AnnaMerteuil chapter 2.

wow so many charges .. do you hate Dumbledore or not

Me: I don't hate him but I also don't like him, I'm in a sort of grey ground when it comes to the bashing of people I don't hate any of the ones in this that are being bashed, but I also don't love them as much as others

ThunderClaw03 chapter 3.

Ron is in for an interesting year at Hogwarts. Yes, I think Hermione would never intended to betray Harry but was tricked into betraying him. Update soon

Me: Yes he is. And it seems like people want Hermione to be redeemed so that might happen but take note that it might not happen as well.

Greer123 chapter 3.

Glad to see that the Goblins respected Miss Potters pain tolerance.

Me: Yeah, they are a warrior race so they would be impressed at that sort of thing.

Now on with the chapter! I hope you all enjoy this one, Please tell me what you think in a review and/or any ideas you have that you think I might like for this story, It's always a good thing to get the readers opinion on what they would like to read in my mind.

'Where were they?'

That thought that kept repeating throughout Harry's head as they looked around the black void that they found themselves in. The last thing they remembered was lying down on a stone slab for the ritual- and next thing they knew; they were in an endless black void.

Sighing, Harry tried to figure out what to do- should they just sit down and wait or walk in a random direction? The former sounded like a bad idea- it seemed that they were the only one there. The latter sounded like a better idea, randomly walking in a direction until they found something. Harry decided and started walking, head turning left and right, scanning for something that could help them get out of the void.

Pretty soon, Harry got tired of their hair always flipping in their face when they turned, grabbing it and pulling it from their face and threw it behind them. Pausing, they realized something: Hair = Long. Looking down, Chest = Big. Harry gave a yelp of surprise at that, they had long hair and breasts!

"Holy shit. . ." Harry mumbled the feeling of surrealism floating around as they realized that the ritual worked. It actually worked! Ignoring that it worked for a moment, Harry focused on more important matters- their name. Now that they were clearly a girl, they couldn't keep going by 'Harry', as that was most definitely a boy's name. Rose was out of the question- they wanted to be in control of what they wanted to name themselves. No offense to their Blood adopted parents, though.

They wanted a name that meant something- something dramatic or beautiful. Either would work for them. Suddenly, a book fell onto their head- causing Harry to yelp in shock and fall over.

Rubbing their head, Harry grumbled as they looked at where the book fell to. It was a simple looking, a light brown cover with the words, '101 Baby Girl Names with Meanings', making Harry frown.

"How did-?" Harry stared confusedly at it, the book had come from literally nowhere. 'Wait', eyes widening, Harry wondered aloud, "Can I have a chair to read?" and with a small bang, a plush, light-sea-green chair held up with sturdy light-brown wood, stood in front of them. Harry stared at it, surprised that it even worked.

Standing up, Harry grabbed the book and moved over to the chair, poking it. Yeah, it was solid. Sitting down, Harry sighed contentedly- this had to be one of the most comfortable chairs that they'd ever sat in. Harry was even counting the super comfy chairs they had sat in the Room of Requirement and the Gryffindor Common Room.

Thinking on it, Harry realized that this room seemed more like the Room of Requirement than not. So maybe they could use it like that until they found a way out.

Opening the book, Harry started looking through it for a name that called out to them, as cheesy as that may seem. After a while, they had narrowed their new name down to around four names- Harry figured that they could possibly use one as a second middle name, as they wanted to keep the name Dive to remember who she was, and to remember her parents, both biological and adopted, even if they didn't know anything about the first two.

The first one they found they liked was 'Khaalida'

Meaning: Deathless, she who is Immortal

Gender: Girl

Religion: None

Origin: Arabic

Khaalida called out to Harry in a way they couldn't identify. They added it to the list because of this.

The second one was 'Kenna'

Meaning: Born from the flames

Gender: Girl

Religion: Christianity

Origin: Scottish

Harry liked this name because if they thought about it, Harry was being reborn from the flames of their old life, like a phoenix. The flames of the Goblet of Fire had paved the way for Harry to discover who they really were.

The third one was 'Acacia'

Meaning: Immortality and resurrection, the name of a flower

Gender: Girl

Religion: -

Origin: Greek (Flower named after a Greek botanist)

The last name called out to them the most, 'Adriane'.

Meaning: Dark in French, German, and English.

Gender: Girl

Religion: -

Origin: German

Harry instantly decided on Adriane after seeing it, but they like the others and decided to use one as a second middle name.

The first name called to them but they didn't think the name 'Adriane Khaalida Dive Potter' had a good ring to it. Something was telling her that she would be using the name 'Khaalida' for something later.

Harry didn't really like the name 'Adriane Acacia Dive Potter'- there was, once again, no good ring to it.

Harry did love the name 'Adriane Kenna Dive Potter' and decided to use that name. Now they just had to get used to being a girl, and thinking of themselves by the name of Adriane.

Now Harry-er Adriane sort-of wanted to know what a Saiyan was, and maybe what a Kryptonian was afterward? Suddenly, a second book fell, hitting her on her head, making her yelp in shock again. Glaring at it, she looked around it and her eyes widened as they landed on the title:

'History of the Saiyan race and the planet Vegeta'

This was a book about her father's race, his species. Adriane ripped open the book and soaked in the words. While before, Adrianne had loved reading, right now she was devouring each word, every page, committing them to memory, so she wouldn't forget the littlest bit of her father's world and people.

Adriane read from the start of the planet, to the first Saiyan to exist- Bardock, to the Super Saiyans and the fighting, to the end of the planet itself and of the very few space pods that escaped the Lord Frieza's wrath that had destroyed their planet.

Adriane stared blankly at the book, a few tears trailed down her cheeks, before the dam on her emotions broke and she started crying. She cried at the fact that thousands of children had been brutally murdered, she yelled at the fact that her birth father was a killer, she sobbed at the fact that out of billions of Sayians, only nine full-blooded Saiyans escaped- Adriane didn't count on herself among them, as she hadn't been on that planet or her other parent's planet or had already been sent to Earth.

These are the names of the Saiyans that had escaped the destruction of planet Vegeta:

Prince Vegeta, the oldest son of King Vegeta.

Prince Tarble, the youngest son of King Vegeta and brother of Prince Vegeta.

Nappa, the partner of Prince Vegeta.

Turles.

Bardock. Turns out that it was the same Saiyan as the first Super Saiyan in existence, time travel was weird.

Paragus the father of Broly.

Broly the son of Paragus, and one of the, if not, most powerful Saiyans out there- luckily for Adriane, she wasn't just a Saiyan.

Raditz the oldest son of Bardock.

Kakarot the youngest son of Bardock and younger brother of Raditz, he was also the only one out of all of the Saiyans that were alive to be sent to earth.

Adriane now knew almost everything about her father's race, and now all she needed to do was find out more about her mother's race. Just as she thought that, another book landed on her head, making Adrianne glare at it, a few tears in her eyes from the hit.

"Will books please stop dropping onto my head?!" Sighing, Adriane reached down and picked up the book and, looking at the cover, she saw that it was the history of her mother's race. She opened it and started reading it with enthusiasm.

This one was longer, but she finished it with tears in her eyes- once again, she started crying for all of the children that would never get to live, she sobbed for the fact that only a few handfuls of Kryptonians had escaped the planet, and she screamed for the fact that the few children out of the handful that escaped would never know their families- that they would only have imprints of them for those who had been lucky to escape with crystals with their parent's last messages on them.

Soon, Adriane got tired- which was weird, as she'd had to have spent at least a day walking then another reading. Why was she only now getting tired? Adriane didn't have time to question it, as her eyes slowly drifted closed and she fell asleep, curling up into a ball, still in the light green chair.

Waking up, Adriane found that she was on a bed, which in and of itself was strange because the last thing she remembered was falling asleep in the most amazing chair she had ever sat on, after crying her eyes out at the fates of her birth parents' home planets.

Opening her eyes, she looked around, seeing that she is in a strange-looking hospital-esque place- must've been where the Goblins took her after she had passed out, Adriane thought, as she slowly sat up, expecting her body to be sore but, to her surprise, she felt as normal as can be.

Adriane heard a cough a moment later, looking towards the source, she saw Grinlast standing there with another Goblin beside him wearing a light-grey robe and had slightly more feminine features than Grinlast, but Adriane didn't want to misgender them, so she decided that she would just call them by the they/them pronouns until otherwise specified.

"Welcome to the waking world, Harry." Grinlast gave her a feral smile, "You impressed the Goblin nation yesterday, going through that ritual. Only falling unconscious when it was finished. Most do so during it, rather after."

Adriane gave them a small smile; she wasn't good dealing with

compliments, even if they were backhanded or misdirect ones.

Grinlast gestured to the Goblin next to him, "This is my sister, Karlast, she was the one to treat you after the ritual." Karlast gave Adriane a nod, she was smiling softer than Adriane had ever seen a Goblin smile before, but to be fair, she hadn't been around that many Goblins, and even then, they

were mostly males, so she wouldn't know if that is how they'd smile or not.

"Have you decided on a new name, young one?" Karlast spoke, her voice softer than Adriane expected, and as a result, she was thrown off-balance a bit before nodding, "Yes, I have." Adriane hesitated, what if they didn't like it? What if they thought it was childish? What if they-? She cut off her traitorous thoughts, they wouldn't think of her any less, they had helped her.

Grinlast gestured for her to continue. Adriane took a deep breath, letting it out slowly- calming her nerves before speaking, "I decided on Adriane for my first name- it means darkness in three different languages that I know of."

Grinlast nodded, "That is a proper name you have chosen."

"I, uh, also picked out two middle names." Seeing the interest on their faces, Adriane continued, "I decided on the name Kenna, it means 'Born from the flames' and I figured that it fit. And I'm keeping the middle name Dive, so my full name will be Adriane Kenna Dive Potter." Adriane smiled a little, she loved her new name already, even just speaking it gave her chills.

"Very good choices, those are fine, strong names for a young lady such as yourself." Adriane beamed at Karlast, happy that they liked it.

"Now, when you escape the treatment of my sister, we shall talk about the state of your estate and whether you wish to gain your titles." Grinlast nodded to Adriane, before walking away out of the room- leaving Adriane to the tender mercies of his sister.