A/N: Hey Buddies!
I'm back!
I don't own Harry Potter.
I have no beta unfortunately seeing as having a new set of eyes will find mistakes that could be made and I overlook when checking the story.
I hope you like this one, Bon Appetit!
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I already have an idea of where I want this story to go and it's all about getting there and enjoying the ride. This story is going to be a part of my New Year's Resolution and if everything goes accordingly, there will be a sequel with a crossover surprise.
Sorry if any information is incorrect as I'm American and will be going off of crossing referencing information from the "trusty" internet.
As I'm a girl this will be a girl Potter. Bella Rose Potter will be her name because even if it is used often I find this better than Harriet or still calling her a version of Harry but this is my story so tough nuggets.
As much as I love writing boy points of view, without an actual boy to reference from (As I'm socially awkward) I feel I make them seem too meek or girly and they have none of the masculinity or boyishness that most young men do so that's something to work on.
Based on where and who I want her endgame romance to be which is in the second book because of love the characters in the crossover, she will have flings and maybe a relationship or two but they are not staying so please don't get upset if you OTP ship is sailing and crashes out of nowhere.
I still don't feel like I have gotten to a secure place in my writing of regular life so don't expect any lemons or limes out of me yet as I feel those are the hardest to portray and I have never personally had those experiences yet.
Due to when I want my lovers to meet the timeline of this story will be set up a little so it matches the crossovers when the time comes.
I hope you enjoy!
Read on!
On July 31st 1989, a baby girl was born. She had wisps of hair that held the resemblance of fire and eyes so green they were almost too mesmerizing to look at. Bella Rose Potter was the baby who was born and Bella's name really did her justice as she was the most beautiful thing in her parent's world and the light of their life.
So when Dumbledore came to them about the prophecy a couple of months after her birth that supposedly involved her, they most certainly weren't please.
"What do you mean you can't bloody tell us what the prophecy is! It involves my daughter sir!" said James as Lily held Bella even closer to her chest.
"What I mean my boy is precisely what I said. This prophecy even though the entirety of wasn't heard will surely get to Voldemort's ranks and the less people who knows its contents the better and safer it is for your child." placated Albus with a reassuring twinkle in his eyes.
Lily who saw her husband about to submit to the whims of the once professor narrowed her eyes.
"This is my child Albus. Mine and if some maniac is after her life then I would like to know how and why! So yes it may be true that the less people who know would be better but I think me and James should be an exception." she said and seeing as her once teacher was about to try and interrupt she kept going.
"No." she said handing Bella who was now sleeping to her father. "How do we even know if this prophecy is even about us? Are you even sure that Bella is the key to all this or are you trying to find an easy way out? If the prophecy is true then it will come about sooner or later and I want my daughter to be prepared. I want for me and James to be prepared to protect her to the best of our abilities so I ask again, what. Is. The. Damn. Prophecy." Insinuating her last words with a poke in Dumbledore's chest.
James who was amazed at his wife's bravery was also a little worried as he never seen anyone treat Dumbledore like that. Least of all them as his favorites and he was hoping that this time her fiery temper didn't take things too far.
But the worry was all for naught as all Dumbledore did was calmly shake his head sighing. "I'm sorry but all I can tell you my dear is that a prophecy was spoken and it involves Voldemort and a child as the seventh month dies. You and one other mother have kids placed at that time but as young Bella's birthday is the thirty-first, it only makes since for it to be her." He said in resignation as if he was truly sorry for what they were going through.
Lily took a deep breath and let it out slowly. She nodded her head and went back towards her husband embracing both him and their child. After they bid Albus adieu, they left to the apparition point to their home.
A year and five months had passed after their discussion in the Headmaster's office and so much has happened since then. Even though Dumbledore wouldn't tell the Potters the exact wording of the prophecy, they still wanted to be prepared for anything to protect their little girl and as so they also enlisted the help of their friends Sirius, Remus, and Peter.
The war was getting even more intense and with them now being even more important to be found and killed on the order of Voldemort, they heeded Albus' advice and moved to a less noticeable cottage in Godric's Hollow instilled with the Fidelius charm so only their secret keeper could ever know the location.
"My dear, don't you think that it would be best to have someone else as the secret keeper. Peter is a good friend yes, but if it's alright to say, the boy… isn't all courage and bravery."
James who was beside his wife in living room of their cottage said, "That may be Albus but he is still our friend and we trust him. Originally we had deemed Sirius to the position but after a long discussion we realized it would be too obvious as he is my best friend."
"If you say so lad, if you say so." And that was that. Everything was going just as Albus had planned.
Lily was all worry as they went into this hiding business. It was too dangerous for them to be in any other location for long periods of time and they couldn't even see their friends besides Sirius who occasionally stopped by to see his goddaughter.
She looked into any and every way to find a spell, rune, or even a curse that would somehow protect her precious Bella and so far she had found nothing except one ritual that wasn't even guaranteed to work.
So here she was with James and their 18-month year old baby on Halloween trying to make her feel as if she wasn't cooped up in an essential cage after being used to the grand halls of the Potter castle.
It wasn't hard though really. It wasn't really something that could be explained but Bella seemed to be extremely intelligent. Someone far ahead of the development for her age. It was as if she knew on some level that they were in danger so she never cried or hassled like a normal baby would and while at stressing times it was appreciated, she was worried about the mentality her daughter would have in the future.
Muggles.
Although he couldn't stand any association with the filth, Lord Voldemort couldn't deny that they were interesting.
They literally had a holiday where they dressed up as the monsters they feared the most and glorified everything with candies and sweets.
Godric's Hollow which housed many wizards was also filled with muggles some who have actually had the nerve to dare speak to him and question him about his supposed costume.
Yes. Interesting indeed.
A certain rat dubbed Wormtail finally tipped him off about the whereabouts of his friends and was rewarded with a well-placed Crucio for the delay of his efforts.
The Cottage that the Potter family resided in finally came into view and their wards were surprising easy to get through as if they counted on the Fidelius to be their only protection.
Idiots.
But it only made the process quicker in his mind however dull it made be.
As he blasted in the door he heard a voice curse and say, "Lily! He's here! Take Bella and run. I'll hold him off!" and as he made his way further into the house he saw a witch who was said to be exceptionally bright run up the stairs of all places. The stairs.
Bloody idiots.
His fight with the Lord of the Most Ancient and Most Noble house of Potter wasn't really a duel but more of a nuisance. James against the death eaters might have been on even ground and even a force to be reckoned with but by himself against the "Darkest lord of all time" he really didn't stand a chance.
As he went down with a loud thud, Lord Voldemort who was once called Tom Riddle had already proceeded to climb the stairs after the Lady Potter and the child who was prophesized to defeat him.
A door that was slightly ajar caught his attention at the end of the hallway and once again he had to wonder at the utter stupidity that even smart people had spurts of.
Where was the challenge? The thrill of finally taking down the people who were supposed to be the ruin of him.
He stepped into what seemed to be a nursery and when Lily turned around to face him he saw what he has seen in all his victims, even in most of his death eaters, fear.
"Please! Please! Not Bella. Not my Bella. Take me instead! Take me!" she begged seemingly on the verge of hyperventilation. He really didn't need her to die even if it would have been all too easy seeing as she didn't even have her wand on her, once again having himself questioning her intelligence. He wouldn't do it though, after all he did promise Severus to at least try and spare her life even if he was punished for daring to ask him anything.
"Move aside you silly girl. You are not who I came for. You can live." He thought that would settle it. Everyone wanted to live and he didn't think that she would sacrifice her life for someone else if she had the chance to. He certainly wouldn't have.
"No. Please take me. Don't kill her! Kill me instead!" She was crying now and he couldn't believe that she didn't step aside although the shock didn't show on his face.
'Sorry Severus. Seems I don't have a choice.' Lord Voldemort thought wryly.
He raised his wand and silently sent an Avada Kedevra her way. While Voldemort didn't see it now having his sole focus on the girl who was supposed to defeat him, Lily right before the light hit her had a content look on her face. Most people when faced with death would fear it but because of the love for her child, Lily Potter nee Evans went with a smile and hope that her child would survive what the world would throw at her.
Voldemort looked at a girl who couldn't be no more than two years old. She was as silent as a mouse. Most children would cry at the smallest of inconveniences but this child who just saw her mother die in front of her was silent.
Bella looked from her mother who didn't seem to look like she was going to get back up to the snake faced man who's light may have made her that way. She looked at the man with curiosity but to Voldemort it almost seemed as if it had an underlying tone. Of what though? It couldn't be, she was only what, two? How could she know and be content with the fact that she was about to die?
It didn't matter though because content or not she would still die. Right here, right now and with a confidence only he could pull off while saying such a spell, Voldemort this time aloud with smug finality said, "Avada Kedevra" and watched as the green light hit the girl on her right collarbone, but instead of dying, something never heard of happened.
It bounced back. Literally. It was as if the spell was about to be absorbed into her body but then hugged all around her instead, and snapped back just as fast to blow his body to ashes, sending his soul to abandon the now destroyed nursery in the aftereffect. All of his soul didn't leave though. All the rituals to better his power and obtain immortality damaged him beyond belief and left his soul in ruins. A little piece was left behind and went to the only other being in the room. All that showed that Bella had an encounter with the darkest wizard of all time was that her eyes now glowed an eerie green, a cursed scar on her collarbone, and a black cloak filled with the ashes of the "deceased" Dark Lord.
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So what do you think?
Happy New Year's Eve everyone!
I wanted to start at fresh after the breakdown I had over my other story and I hope that all the critiques I got from that story translates over here.
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