The path not taken
Tension was thick within the air, the professors were nervous about what would happen within the story. They had already been told possibilities of what could happen and they were worried. The potters and their friends were not pleased. Their daughter rose was cuddling into her brother whilst their parents were waiting in a tense anticipation.
Minister fudge was wondering how this would effect him and his station within the ministry. Unseen by the minister was his undersecretary who was making sure that she had notes taken so that she could use them to her advantage. She was sure that she would be able to leverage some sort of situation with the information that she would learn within this event.
The others were either wondering why they had been summoned or even considered on why they were there. This was interrupted when a large flash of light appeared depositing new people. "Neppy, did you curse us with your luck?" Asked a sleepy looking girl, this seemed to get a nervous glance from the others in the group for some reason. The girl looked sleepy and innocent so the people in the room had no idea why they would be nervous of the girl.
The short pink haired girl in a purple jumper frantically waved her hands in denial. "no, no, no. plutey it has nothing to do with me" said the girl frantically. "It could have something to do with them" stated the twin tailed girl in a black dress said in a matter of factly tone whilst pointing around the room at those that already resided their.
"Ara, it would appear so" the blond said in a light and cheery tone, though if one was to look closely they would see her paying close attention to the room that they were in. "Shut it thunder tits." scowled the brunette. " we need to understand what is going on here.
It was at this point what looked like a fairy spoke up "I believe I have the answer" this got their attention. "my tome had received a message not long ago about a 'gathering' to observe the events of another dimension that had gone off in a different direction than our own" stated the fairy. This got, to the shock of the people in the room at their acceptance, nods of understanding as it was not the first time that they had encountered other dimensions. Plutia was evidence of that.
Here Albus stood and addressed the females. "Ladies" for some reason he could not bring himself to call them girls, they all seemed to have an aura of suppressed power about them. " I believe this is why we are here." he said as he lifted the book to show them. Thus it was that they took a table of their own. They were surprisingly accepting of the situation.
"I shall begin then" said the old headmaster.
Chapter 1: Death and rebirth.
An eight year old Harry was thirsty and starving, as well as smelly as he had been locked in his cupboard for the last three days without food or water. He was approaching his limit of time he could last without water, and combined with the severe ammonia small, and the smell of his own faeces, he was loosing the battle with biology.
"What who would do such a thing to a child" roared out Vert in outrage. She was the only one of the CPU's that did not have a candidate thus she had grown to have a soft spot for children and it enraged her when such things occurred. She was not the only one shocked and angered in the room. To hear that such a thing was happening to their supposed saviour was shocking to the people in the room.
This was made worse by the fact that the Dursley's had turned off the AC and a heatwave was hitting the country.
His pounding went unheard, as there was nobody to hear it, so he had stopped after the first day.
He soon reached his limit, and collapsed in his own filth, unconscious. He would never wake.
Nobody saw or heard the black mist come from the boy's scar, the scream before dissipating.
The wards over the house collapsed instantly, as well as spells that were placed over the whole area. Spells that were intended to prevent the boy from being taken from the house.
A series of growls emitted from the griffindor table. Some more animal like than others. Whilst some emitted the growls the one that worried the people in the room the most was the usually peaceful lily potter who was radiating killing intent at this.
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In an old man's office, far away, dozens of instruments stopped working, or malfunctioned. Only two seemed to still work, but were showing such abnormal readings that their owner, when he finally notices, would take years to decipher.
But that is a story for another day.
Albus kept his eyes glued to the book at this. He would deny all accusations of him having such devices till his dying day but it was common knowledge that he owned many strange trinkets that only he seemed to understand so it was not out of the realm of possibility for him to have such monitoring spells in place.
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Five days later the police were busting down the door as people passing by had reported a bad smell the cops searching the house found the source of the smell, a young boy, dead in his own filth, and locked in a cupboard under the stairs with two padlocks three deadbolts, an a latch.
Six days later, the family that lived in the house was arrested for murder upon pulling into the driveway.
Their protestations about the 'freak' deserving it went unheard.
Thus ended Harry Potter's story... or did it?
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Souls are funny things. Some pass on to the afterlife, some are reborn, and some cease to be.
A new person being born/created may receive a fresh, never used before soul, or may receive a reincarnated soul.
Reincarnated souls usually are scrubbed clean, with only faint hints of deja vu accompanying them.
In rare cases, weather it be due to the intervention of fate, destiny, or just bad luck...
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the soul remembers everything.
"What?!" shouted the magic users within the room. True they knew that a branch of magic was soul magic. That branch however had been banned almost immediately due to the damage it can do to ones soul. True it had the potential to do great good for society. The problem was that the people pioneering the research was dark wizards. The most obvious result of this research being dementors, that was enough to put an eternal ban upon the subject.
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In another place, in another world, a world ruled by four goddesses, and their sisters.
Well except for one goddess that didn't have one, until now.
At this Vert perked up, what did it mean by that? Her friends as well were also surprised as they knew the woman had been desperate to have a sister to spoil but had never received one, none of them knew why. Those in the room however were glancing at the table from Gameindustry, Goddesses? They would not have believed it before today. However current events had shaken that belief severely.
A room was spontaneously generated in Leanbox's main basilicom, it was tastefully done in greens and whites, lay the body of a fourteen year old girl, well she looked like one at least, but in reality she had just been 'born'.
The flames changed to show an image of the room and its look, it was a beautiful design that was well done in a regal but classy way. If one looked carefully at the bed they could see that there was someone in it.
She was dressed in a plain green and white nightgown, and had long ankle length blonde hair with a slight curl at the end, a rather well developed figure for her 'age', brilliant green eyes hidden beneath her eyelids, and an almost angelic looking face.
Looking in at the door was a very developed blonde woman, whom was eagerly awaiting her long awaited sister to wake up.
Looking closely, she saw her sister's eyelids start to flutter, and slowly open, but she wasn't ready for the first reaction of hers.
She screamed loudly and scrambled until she fell off the side of her bed. She didn't even whimper as she hit the ground, not only due to her being in a panic fit for a level one novice facing a level nine hundred and ninety-nine boss monster, but due to the very thick and soft carpet. She retreated into a corner, and then her panic, nearly impossibly increased. And she started trying to tear both her clothes, and her skin off.
" An understandable reaction if you consider that the soul had died and if what was said is true, they will remember all of what has happened to them" said Histoire in explanation. She was already used to being neptunes walking exposition, it had become a habit to explain things that most would not understand.
Vert started panicking and hit her new sister with a sleep spell to stop her from hurting herself. She would admit to being slightly hurt that she hadn't been noticed, and if she was she was part of why her sister was panicking. She needed help, and while her own oracle was great, as well as being almost a sister to her, she needed Histoire.
She was the only one that could potentially figure out why her sister was in such a panic upon waking.
Calling for a healer, to not only heal the scratches but to keep her asleep for now.
The girls from the other dimension all nodded at the course of action. It was what they would do as whilst most of the oracles where great at what their role required. Histoire was a tome, the record of everything on the planet, it was a high bar to be measured against. Luckily none of the other oracles held it against the tome, if anything they were glad as it allowed them to mostly avoid the insanity that generally happened.
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Three days later Histoire called back, and she had the answers. Well some of them.
"Vert, I have some answers for you, but I wasn't able to get them all," the oracle of Planatune started out, looking like she always did, a fairy on top of a large book.
This drew a lot of looks to the small woman in the hall causing her to shy away behind the CPU. Whether in speculation or curiosity, it was not something that you saw every day in this world.
"how is that possible? You are the record of everything that happens in Gameindustry!" Vert shouted in shock.
"Some of the answers are beyond my authority, and purview. What I can tell you is that your sisters soul is a reincarnated one, and her reaction is based off her last life, possibly in how she died," Histoire explained.
Vert sighed sadly, but perked up, she had a sister, now she just had to bring her out of her fear. "Any suggestions on how to proceed?"
"Just take it slow, you'll need to overcome her past to help her future, but be careful, she's in a delicate state right now, and will need your support."
Vert nodded, and cut the connection after giving her thanks.
She then moved into her sisters room, and opened the curtains, letting in the late day sun. She sat on the edge of the bed, and after dismissing the healer, removed her spell.
Her sister woke immediately, and started scrambling away again.
Vert didn't move, she just sat there, waiting for her sister to calm down, as long as she didn't start hurting herself again that is.
Vert smile though it was not one that she was normally seen with, It was a sort of mix between happy and sad at the situation that was happening. Pomfrey was nodding at the advice given as it was what she would have advised. True it was a different situation but in general, that was what she would have advised for someone in trauma.
The sister started clawing at her body again in a panic, which caused vert to act. The panic seemed to be slightly less than it was before.
Unknown to Vert, it was the fact that the room was well lit that took part of the edge off the panic.
Enveloping her sister in a hug she whispered, "It's okay, please calm down, I won't hurt you."
The new girl struggled against the soft, but with the strength of steel bands, arms holding her,then something in her snapped, and she returned the hug, sobbing.
Soon the girl fell asleep again, not due to a spell this time, but due to her emotions draining her.
Vert moved her sister onto the bed, and stayed with her, holding her, throughout the night.
Vert woke as the body in her arms started shifting, at dawn.
Then her sisters eyes opened and blue met green, and she let her sister escape this time.
"Who, who are you?" the girl asked nervously, and at the point just before panic.
Vert smiled at the fact that her sister was talking, but was cautious, she could tell that the girl was only a step away from another panic attack, and answered, "My name is Vert, little sister, and what's yours?"
the girl was edging even further towards panic again and she became once again aware of her body, "Sister? but I'm a boy..."
"Ha" snickered malfoy "potter has been turned into a girl" he exclaimed with a smirk at the situation. He found it incredibly funny that his rival and nemesis was now a girl. Others surrounding him were also smirking at the situation well at least until a emerald spear flew past his head and slammed into the wall, buried all the way to the mid way point before disappearing. Those who were sitting their were shocked however as their had never been a credible threat directed at them before. They had always been shielded by their family influence and positions protecting them. Even the teachers did not do anything that could be construed wrong. Vert was sitting there with a scowl on her fac, though if one paid attention to her properly they would feel the aura coming off of her.
Vert wrapped her arms around the other girl again, and held her gently, and with her face hidden she frowned at how the other female stiffened in her arms. "Sorry, I asked somebody to find out why you were panicking, and she informed me that you had died and reincarnated as my sister, I'm so very sorry..."
The girl shuddered, as memories of her last moments hit her again, and she started clutching the older woman like a lifeline.
Then she stiffened again, as her stomach gave an almighty roar, and flinched expecting to get hit for the action.
Vert giggled, she should've expected this, her sister hadn't eaten since she came into existence. "Would you like to eat here? Or in the dining room? And you never did tell me your name."
the girl shrank away, but nor enough to seem to be trying to get out of her new sister's arms, and replied, "Here please, and I was only referred to as Freak, before I... sob... died..."
Vert struggled to keep a pleasant smile on her face, while on the inside she was feeling murderous, "How about Chloe (EN2)?" she asked as she let go of her sister, and then stood up to walk to an intercom. Activating it she contacted the kitchens, "I need two full breakfasts delivered to my sister's room," she paused as she heard the roar again, "Make that three," she finished in amusement.
The newly named Chloe accepted her new name easily, it was much better than freak. And now that she was calming down she looked around, and there were devices that she didn't recognize, but knew what they were anyway. It was an odd experience.
"that would be a very disturbing situation to find yourself in" muttered luna, as if she was thinking to herself. It was however heard by almost everyone in the hall and caused a series of giggles to start to break out within the room.
She was desperately ignoring the feeling of her alien feeling body. The body felt familiar, but at the same time very wrong.
The food soon came, and she tried to only eat a couple slices of toast, like she was allowed in her old life.
Vert frowned, then said, in a commanding voice, "What do you think your doing?" she ignored the flinch her sister gave before continuing, "I know you need more than that, finish your breakfast, and the juice."
Vert was regretting that those that hurt her sister were out of her reach, as she watched her sister slowly eat the rest of her meal, like she was expecting to be punished for doing so.
After the two finished their meal, Vert was actually amused that when she had switched out a few plated full of the third meal for empty ones of her sister's that she had eaten them as well. she must have been really hungry, Vert thought.
Vert while Chloe started to stack the dishes decided to pull out some clothes for her, so she could be shown around. Mindful that her sister used to be a boy, she pulled out some jeans and a modest T-shirt, that was advertising one of Leanbox's newest games.
"Thank you" came the voice of lily. This caused a tilt of the head by vert. "it has already been explained that I, we" here she pointed at both herself and her husband, "did not survive the attack on our home in that dimension, so thank you for being their for him, her?" she half said and half asked. Vert just preened whilst inside she was scowling at the thought of her not doing so. Even harry was grateful not that he would show it as he was still uncomfortable about the being a girl thing.
Setting them with a set of underwear aside she turned toward the girl on the bed and said, "What do you say I show you around your new home? You can come back as soon as you feel overwhelmed."
Chloe looked at her sister with tears in her eyes, and nodded nervously.
With some help from her sister Chloe got dressed, the some help was because of the bra, even though she was embarrassed to be wearing girl's underwear, not so much about being naked, as her aunt didn't really give him privacy to dress when she was a boy.
Here both families, Vert and the potters were raging in thought about the same thing. "damn that woman!" there were others within the room that there was someone who was that cruel. Even voldemort had been kinder than that as he just killed children, he did not torture them. It was his more insane servants that did that.
Almost hiding behind her sister, she stepped outside of her room for the first time.
She made it to the end of the hall before her nerve broke, and she ran back to her room.
Vert sighed, and shook her head, it would take a while before she could be officially introduced to her people.
She could wait though, after all she waited this long to get a sister, so waiting and building up her confidence before showing her off... she could do that.
She just had to remember to keep Neptune far away from her sister until she was ready, for Chloe's sake.