Hello again.

A bit of a filler, but it will give both a reason for why Jasmine can officially get away with public magic usage, as well as officially introduce the world beneath the waves to Teresa.

Don't own Harry Potter

Double 0 boy

James, unfortunately, didn't really know what to do.

His...wives (boy was that still a surprise) were comforting Jasmine from her strange dream, though it was mostly to try and see just what it was all about.

Honestly, their girl? A princess? And to an underwater city?

Though the strangeness of it all would partly explain some of Jasmine's more unique powers, especially things like her ability to travel between water surfaces.

Definitely surprised them when she used it to travel to Diagon and a house on the other side of London for a quick shopping trip and job.

While they weren't exactly happy with the fact that Jasmine had a job as a child, let alone the fact that she willing used magic for it, James and Lily were surprised by how nonchalant people were about it.

Especially when the job was a kid concerned about his parents splitting up, but it was actually because his father was struggling to deal with a colleague flirting with him and how to tell his wife.

Said 'flirt' ended up landing in wet cement thanks to an illusion, and subsequently carted off, while the couple were able to fix whatever issue they had as a result.

Of course, this was before the dream, so for the moment, James was nursing a cup of tea when Sirius and Remus joined him with concerned looks on their faces. "Everything okay, Prongs?"

"Just...dealing with a strange dream Jasmine had." James answered after a few moments, then proceeded to explain what Jasmine had told them.

Remus eventually responded with "So Bellatrix and Lily are currently helping her Jasmine move on from it? At least she has support now."

"Still, a princess?" James shook his head.

Sirius, in the meantime, at least tried to joke. "Well, we all saw her as a princess before, so...not a good time?"

James deadpanned as Remus shook his head. "Not this time, as this isn't sounding like a laughing matter. Especially with teresa."

Sirius turned serious. "You think that they might have something to do with her powers?"

"It's certainly a possibility, guys." James said, "Not like anyone has really grasped the true limits of magical potential."

"Not to mention just how exactly the two of you came back." Remus sighed, "We got nothing to begin trying to find answers. At least without having to wait for the next dream."

Just then, the girls came over, though Lily and Bellatrix also started a proper breakfast as Jasmine hugged the men. "Good morning, Daddy, Uncle Sirius, Uncle Remus."

"Good morning, pup." Sirius responded with a smile, "Ready for a new day?"

Jasmine smiled happily. "Yep!"

"Which is best started with a good breakfast." Lily said as she and Bellatrix cooked, only to stop for a moment as tears appeared in her eyes, "...guess it finally hit me."

Bellatrix, Jasmine, and James quickly gave her a comforting hug, in various forms letting the feeling of being a family wash over them.

Sirius and Remus, in the meantime, remained silent, though they found themselves considering if wives were in their future, and who they might be.

The women quickly returned to the meal, though both had some tears in their eyes.

Jasmine wasn't any better, so James had her cuddle with him after she turned their chairs into a sofa, Lily eventually sitting beside Jasmine as Bellatrix took James' other side before they began eating.

They finished when Sirius spoke as Remus handed over some papers. "Amelia managed to pull through with Fudge. You're officially alive again, as well as married to Bellatrix."

Jasmine looked at her parents innocently. "Does it have anything to do with why they asked me to stop noise from leaving their room?"

The two men chuckled at said trio's sudden blushes, embarrassed by their girl's question.

Remus took the moment to lightly ruffle Jasmine's hair. "Let's put it this way. You'll understand when they give you 'The Talk.'"

Jasmine tilted her head. "The Talk? What talk?"

The pair chuckled again as she turned Moony to face her, only to puff her cheeks in cute annoyance that got her parents to join in being amused.

Just then a knock came from the front door, getting their attention.

Jasmine walked over and opened it, eyes widening in recognition with a smile. "Mr. Bond!"

Lily in particular raised an eyebrow as a nicely dressed man with a charismatic smile on his face was let in, her expression getting the man to chuckle. "Upon learning of young Jasmine, Her Majesty was quick to ask for a 'handler.' And 'James Bond' is known enough to keep most people from trying anything ill towards."

Bellatrix smiled as she shook the man's hand. "We had met not too long after I came here, so Amelia knows. Probably here to meet you two officially."

Bond nodded. "I am indeed, though I did encounter a certain doctor on the way here, Jasmine."

Jasmine perked up in remembrance. "Right! Clinic day!"

"Bond prefers the 'M' cabinet, by the way."

Bellatrix walked out with Jasmine before Bond's expression turned serious. "I'm not about to deny any connections you may have, but alongside the fact that girl needs people she can actually trust, coming back from the dead is serious business, especially as Madam Bones had told me about teresa."

"I guess you have an official story, then?" Lily responded as she got a cup of tea from the aforementioned cabinet for the man, "At the very least, I don't think polygamy is legal now."

"Thank you, and you are correct." He accepted the tea graciously before pulling a file from his suit jacket and handing it to them, "A coma in a remote clinic, with Ms. Bellatrix being a family friend that had been asked to care for your daughter, but wasn't able to do so until recently. You just decided to work together instead of contesting custody."

"So officially, Bella would be a Black, while we would be Potters?" James asked, getting a confirmation, "Well, not like magical laws are known to the general public."

Bond gave a soft chuckle as the conversation turned much more casual, not a common occurrence for him.

When it finally came time to leave, though, he had a thought that he should run by his superiors before saying anything to the Potters.

They could use some help.

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"Hermione! Hannah!"

Both girls were pleasantly surprised, but definitely shocked and embarrassed, when they suddenly found themselves being glomped by Jasmine as they were talking about Hermione's parents' job, the magic-raised witch able to spend time with the Grangers that summer.

Bellatrix smiled, amused, as the trio giggled in response to Jasmine's actions.

After separating, Hannah asked Jasmine "What are you doing here?"

"It's my Clinic Day." Jasmine answered, "While at school, I backed down to evenings, but weekly I come over and help out."

Hermione looked at her for a few moments, then sighed in frustration. "How did I not make the connection? Mom and Dad had mentioned this."

Jasmine turned sheepish, remembering when she first met the Grangers while they were working, and never thought to tell Hermione.

Her bad.

Quickly enough, Hermione and Hannah were escorted by Bellatrix around as Jasmine did her work, watching as their friend helped patient after patient where she could.

It gave both a more profound appreciation of both magic and life, seeing it being used to help people.

While a few declined her assistance, those that accepted praised both the doctors and Jasmine.

As she was finishing up, though, Jasmine stiffened and looked towards the front door, where a rather obnoxious man and what looked like a few thugs walked in, the obnoxious one speaking "I thought I said to shut down."

The head doctor stood defiant. "And you were already warned that you have no say in what we do. Not to mention this is illegal."

The man grinned evilly as some papers were passed to the doctor. "Then what, might I ask, are these-huh?!"

He didn't expect Bond to snatch the papers first with an unamused look on his face, peruse them, then look at the man. "You'll find, Mr. Bide, that the law is not on your side."

Jasmine softly clapped, causing Bide and his group to find themselves in handcuffs, the police escorting them away not too long after.

Hermione's father walked over. "What was that about?"

Bond calmly ripped the papers. "Mr. Bide not only didn't like the competition, but also played a part in a number of human trafficking cases. He apparently decided that Ms. Potter was his next target."

That got quite a few angry glares.

"Rest assured that he won't be a probl-!" They all turned towards the outside when a commotion started up.

Bond quickly went outside to check as Jasmine felt...something...on the roof.

He eventually returned with grave news. "Bide's effectively dead, though we do have a summary of his crimes, allegedly."

Jasmine clutched Moony a bit tighter as she answered "Teresa was here, on the roof."

Bellatrix quickly excused the pair back to the warehouse

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Teresa was angry as she returned to her 'home,' angry at Bide.

Sure she was effectively stalking Jasmine, but that was different from the likes of human trafficking!

She at least gave a damn about Jasmine's feelings!

"Well, not like it matters anymore." she said to help calm down, "Ripping it out of his head killed him, so he can't lay his grubby hands on her."

She took a bath as she pondered just who to go after next, not least of which because of Jasmine's friendship with Draco limiting any action against...

An idea just popped into her head. "Just because Black didn't draw Draco and Narcissa from the Malfoys, doesn't mean there isn't anything I can do to dear old Lucy. Got to repay him, after all."

Teresa concentrated for a moment before she started playing with herself, grunting a bit in pleasure.

Unfortunately for her, she found herself interrupted when she felt something come from the ocean depths. Or rather, someone.

Uncaring about her lack of clothing, she went to her lower 'door,' mainly a cavern she set up as a 'secret exit' of sorts, and found a woman in a mask waiting for her.

Teresa crossed her arms under her breasts. "You've got guts to do this, whoever you are, but you seem to be only here to talk. So start talking."

The woman calmly responded with "We of Atlantis merely wish to know more about Princess Jasmine."

Teresa raised an eyebrow in intrigue. "...you have my attention, Atlantean."

Perhaps she could take a break from targeting Death Eaters and the like.

Yeah, for simplistic terms, I went with Atlantis, which, alongside the 'Princess' title, caught Teresa's attention, so she'll be focusing a bit on them in Jasmine's place. See whether they truly can be trusted.

Until next time.