Hello one and all!~

I am sorry to say... I just don't have the energy to finish this story. No motivation at all!

However... I do have a renewed passion! I am writing an Alternate Version of this tale~ until I have at least 3 chapters written, I will not post anything. Til then, I thought my lovely readers would enjoy the Fragments and half written parts of How Death Defies Well, Death!~

These WILL NOT be in order, and some may not have fit into the story proper XD

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Here's how Death meets Belphegor~

Death was completely and utterly confused. "So you're going to Asia and want to send me back now so that I can get to school on time?" She asked for the third time in as many minutes. Her hood was down and her hair was in sharp spikes from her irritation. Even her diamond eyes were on full display. The only thing that didn't show was her long ears and lack of ears at the sides of her head.

The ringleader nodded prompting her to continue.

"And you want me to ride all the way back on my own?"

Another nod.

Death nearly stomped out of the tent if it hadn't been for Levi squeezed her small frame gently. "HOW DO YOU EVEN EXPECT ME TO GET THERE?" She burst.

The old man sighed from exhaustion and replied, "you are a well trained child. The drive is merely 2 days from here. As long as your pet is there I have nothing to fear little Death. I have full confidence you can get back to England and book an Inn room for a little more than a month, even camp if you want to."

"But why so suddenly! Does it have to do with last nights show?" She nearly demanded. Death almost seemed to deflate as she asked, "isn't my act important?"

A hand was placed on her shoulder as the ring leader replied, "I do appreciate having your act in the show, but you simply can't stay with us during the coming weeks."

"C-can't you tell me why?" She asked with her head lowered.

"Our Sponsors are going to be arriving soon," the ring leader sighed, "you are simply too young to meet them." He looked like he wanted to say more, but couldn't find the words.

Death left the tent soon after, packing for the two day ride home from Italy. Her trunk was the first thing out of the tent. Her clothes and souvenirs were already inside the trunk, she just needed to put away her hammock and tent. Before putting it away she wandered around the camp, saying a "see you next summer" to all the carnies she knew.

While packing up her tent Death kept feeling her magic stirring uncomfortably. She kept examining the area, checking on Levi in her tank, and looking at her mechanical tail to no avail. It wasn't until the tent was packed away that her magic started making any physical affects.

Death slowly became smaller as dark red fur sprouted across her body. A fluffy tail grew just under her mechanical tail, both slipping into one before long. Her hands and feet turned to paws. The black chains around her legs became merely markings on her dark red fur.

When it was all over, an crimson Fennec Fox lay in the grass next to her trunk. Her necklace circled around her tiny form, too large for the Fox kit. She slept from exhaustion in the clearing.

When Death awoke the Cirque Du Mystique was long gone. Only her trunk, necklace, and the amethyst ribbon of her tent remained. She attempted to get up, only to find her body far different from before.

'Wh-What happened?' she thought while looking at her new form. Her tail twitched with panic and irritation at the disorienting feelings of being so tiny.

It took several hours of practice before she was steady on her feet. Hours spent mostly walking and hopping onto her trunk and getting down. She rested frequently and practiced until she could run around.

When she felt confident enough she tapped a rune on the Trunk to make it pocket sized. To her tiny size though, it was still backpack sized. With much difficulty she wound the ribbon around her with the trunk on her back. She wrapped her necklace around it a couple times just Incase.

While she didn't want to leave her circus so soon this year, she knew she had to get moving. Maybe there were some books in a magical district that had information about animal transformations?

She really shouldn't have expected things to go easily though…

After wandering through the forest for a while, she encountered her first sign of life. The rest was disturbingly devoid of any signs of life…

Said life was in the form of a blonde boy about her age. His blond hair covered his eyes and was topped with a silver tiara. He had a stripped red and black shirt on that looked a couple sizes too large for the child and a more form fitting black tank top underneath. He had a pair of lols black jeans and tall boots on to complete the outfit.

Something about this child made Death's instincts SCREAM danger. Being anywhere near the child made her want to run in any other direction. Seeing the child drawing a volley of throwing knives prompted her to run like her life depended on it.

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"You broke your Promise," a thirteen, almost fourteen, year old Death huffed. She was dressed up in one of the many deceptively formal dresses Lusuria made for her. It consisted of a one shoulder ball gown style dress. The skirt was made of fluffy black and white stripped lace to hide her tail and chains. Over the dress she wore an open fur lined wizard robe with the Varia Crest on the back and a small Black Family crest over her heart. At Lusuria's insistence she had amethyst eyeshadow and lipstick to "bring out her beautiful gems." Her hair was done up hours earlier with her crown shaped collar wrapped around the bun her hair was held up into. The rest of her hair came down in beaded braids all the way down to knee length. Out of caution she wore her replica Belt of Deltora.* It was something of a joke for her since Mages classify their Soul Fire with the same acronym as a fantasy book series. Of course it had a use in that she used each gem as a medium for her magic and flames. Death was paranoid on holidays, so if she couldn't have her daggers she could at least have her flames.

Before her stood the one figure in her life Death owed for who she was today. The man that inspired her love of Costumes and was affectionately titled "Big Brother." Byakuran all his blindingly white glory. Dressed in a formal suit with lavender accents the man looked rather stunning. Yet the only thing Death could think of was how long she waited to see him again. How long he kept her waiting on a promise of returning and whisking her away like a prince from a storybook. Sure, there was some gory details between point A and point B* but the prince Always kept their promise to return!

Byakuran turned to the voice in surprise, his lavender eyes focusing on the Varia Cloud Officer. "Do I know you?" He asked, a flash of recognition in his eyes. The people he was talking to watched them in curiosity.

Death gave him her best pout, "woe be me! Am I really that forgettable Byakuran? Haven't you seen one of my shows? I know I've seen you before. Like that wig you gave me? With the pretty white dress and blue jeans?"

Realization lit up his eyes and Byakuran smiled brightly at Death, "ah!~ my dear Imōto! How long has it been?~" he cooed, pulling a ruffled Death into his arms. Death cried out in surprise and Levi let out a strangled hiss from her hiding place in a pocket in the back of the jacket. The serpent rose her head out and hissed in Byakuran's face from Death's shoulder. Said Mafia boss stumbled back in surprise, tripping over someone's foot and landing on his ass.

Several camera flashes later Death helped him to his feet. "Might wanna avoid that, my Familiar is temperamental," Death chuckled, petting Levi until she went back to the pocket.

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So my classmate and friend gave me the idea of shipping Levi and Leon... and I couldn't help but find the idea absolutely hilarious!~

Death had no idea how it happened, but Levi seemed to be in love. It was a subtle difference at first. Levi would be out a bit longer than usual, or she would be hissing up a storm about everything and anything. But after a while Levi would just lay around looking off into space with a dreamy look in her eyes.

The first time Levi came home with a little green companion all Death did was make sure her tent was close to the ground and had an open hole at the bottom. When she came back to her tent; she was watching an odd scene of Levi and the mysterious green reptile sitting in a side pocket with a bowl of fruit slices and a couple mice.

It wasn't a one time thing either. Levi would come home and have a little date with the green lizard every week or so. Finally after the third week of dating Death got a name out of Levi. "Leon," she replied with a happy little hiss before going into her tank.

In the fourth week of dating, Levi finally introduced the two. It was definitely a day full of chaos. Leon seemed to thrive on Chaos, so Death was more than happy to have help pranking their entire Circus. Leon was especially happy to do some sniping with a Paint Ball Gun filled with glitter rounds (with some help holding the gun from Levi).

In the fifth week, Leon said he had to stay in Italy. Not wanting to get an Owl for Levi or leaving behind her partner, Death decided to stay in Italy. So she sent a letter to Gringotts to see if her family had any properties there. After a long list of Italian properties from sanctuaries to near palaces she found the perfect place to stay.

It was a small cottage on a mountain with a strange spring near by. The cottage itself was built where several lay lines crossed to enhance the wards and make it so that wards and runic arrays wouldn't need recharging. It was old and made of stone with a mix of modern and ancient styles. The cottage had a kitchen, dining room, two bedrooms and a bathroom.

The kitchen had cooler with temperature regulating runes. The stove was a large black stone slab held up by a stone base. It had an oven like most, and the slab of stone itself had heating runes. Next to it was a fireplace with a perfect place to hang a caldron. The cabinets were made of Cherry Wood and had preservation charms painted and carved into each shelf and set of doors. The walls were painted crimson.

The bathroom had a waterfall for a shower with cooling and heating runes in the place of a Shower Valve was a red Rune and a blue Rune. The sink was much the same.

The two bedrooms were nearly empty and had lavender walls. The whole house had dark wood floors and hallways with soft mint green walls.

Death turned one of the bedrooms into an ideal room for Levi and Leon. It had a large heated stone in the middle of the room surrounded by water while the rest of the ground was covered in sand. There was a tree growing in through the window that Death didn't bother to get out.

Her own room had the runes from her tent painted onto the walls and a hammock strung across the room.

With her new home sorted out, Death decided to find where Leon was.

Reborn was (for once) confused. The ONE week he let Leon stay home, and he came home with a girlfriend. And by the looks of it, its a permanent one.

'At least it's a Circus animal,' Reborn couldn't help but think. Leon liked to be in town before the Circus, so Reborn always had the chance to check his numerous safe houses.

It honestly amazed Reborn how much Leon liked his Snake-friend. He would come home some days and see the two in some of the oddest sights. From the two looking at his "Victim Wall" to the two eating fruit (Leon) and Eels or rodents (the girlfriend). There was even one day when his entire house was riddled with traps (that the snake made) and the two were dancing through the traps. (Reborn decided to give up on anything logical between those two…)

Sometimes one of the other Arcobaleno companions would be coming by for a visit and the Snake would be having a conversation with them while Leon stood on her head. Although they thoroughly enjoyed tormenting Lichi to the point of him running away on sight. And she seemed to be conspiring with Fantasma whenever the frog visited (And was it just him, or was the snake trading pictures for gold coins?).

He left the two alone mostly after that. No way was he messing with a snake that Leon was dating (especially when it got along with Viper's pet). Reborn did not want his life made more miserable than it already was!

In all honesty, Reborn was glad to get a job training the Chiavarone heir. No more trying to find where that Circus was going next! He was curious how the snake would still visit if its partner is a circus performer. He learned a week later how when a girl with short white hair turned up outside the Chiavarone Manor.

Death stood outside the large building apprehensively, wearing a simple costume to avoid getting stalked by one of her fans again. (Creepy creepy buggers). It was a white hair color with lavender eyes, loose blue jeans, a yellow tank top, and a brown hand knit bolero over the top. Her ears were well hidden in her hair, further covered with a knit cap. Levi was wrapped around her neck, hissing a poem she had been working on for several days.

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So before Viper was written as Lily's Daughter in all but blood, I still felt they had to be close.

Lily was called the brightest witch of her age for a good reason. She was always the type of woman to plan seven steps ahead and think of as many repercussion as she could for those seven steps.

So when she heard that her daughter was going to be targeted by Death Eaters; she made plans.

First and foremost was the list of God parents. This was difficult, but after going through lots of people she had met in the Wizarding World, the Cirque Du Mystique and its sponsors, she had come up with a list of people.

For her Will in Magical Britain, she picked the longbottoms, Madame Pomfret and Sirius Black. If that Will doesn't get sealed by Dumbledore, then her daughter should go to Sirius. He may be immature, but the old dog should be able to nurture both sides of her child. Lily didn't think the Longbottom family would survive much longer with how the Death Eaters seemed to be out for their blood; while Madame Pomfret was too busy at Hogwarts to care for a child.

When she got the chance, Lily added Sedatives to James' food. When he was sleeping, Lily went to the Mundane world to make her real Will. In this Will, she made sure to have all of her money go to the Cirque Du Mystique. After squaring that part away she made a bank account with most of her money in it. The next and most vital part was the Godparents. The first one was the Circus' main sponsor Timoteo Vongola.

After him was Fon. Fon was a Traveling martial artist that would preform at her circus if he was in the area.

The final personon the list was her student Esper Mammon. She had met the androgynous, misunderstood witch when the Circus was traveling through some mountains in Germany. Mammon was running from her home town with people shooting at her. Lily hopped out of the truck she was in and ran over to the young mage. She then Apparated them onto the truck she was riding in. After that incident, Mammon followed Lily around like a duckling. Being around Lily so much, Mammon began picking up bits and pieces of magic until she was Lily's unofficial apprentice.

If there was one word anyone in the Varia had to pick to describe Mammon for the past year and a half, it would be Creepy borderline Scary. Only Mammon's fellow guardians knew why though.

Mammon was looking for their Goddaughter. They suddenly started looking about a week after the last day of July. Their teacher, Lily, promised to introduce them on her daughter's eleventh birthday.

Mammon knew that Fraxinella might have had trouble, but a week is too long for most circumstances. So they began searching for their Goddaughter, Morana.

They began with looking around the Cirque du Mystique, their home for a year. Yet the place still held a place in their heart. It was how they met Fraxinella the fire lily. Fraxinella saved them from being killed by over reacting villagers in their home town.

~~~A little background info~~~

After being saved, Mammon clung to Fraxinella too scared to be left on their own. When Fraxinella noticed their magic, she began teaching Mammon how to use it. Fraxinella took care of them like the parents Mammon never got to have. Even when Lily had to go back to England, she kept sending letters as frequently as she could. When she went into hiding, Fraxinella made sure to keep sending letters until James noticed. After that, Mammon only got one letter. This single letter was a copy of Fraxinella's civilian Will.

Hoping Fraxinella didn't die, Mammon waited until what would have been Morana's eleventh birthday.

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Catching a rat... need I say more?~

Would you like to know one thing both living at a circus and being part fox have in common? Both set in a deep distain for Rats. Rats are always stealing food and trying to get into the tents, while Foxes hate lying little thieves. So it was both to Death's delight and complete and utter Loathe that the one trying to kill her was a Rat.

Said rat was whimpering at her feet, his hands were held by the shackles of Death's chains while his body was wrapped up in a generous length of the chains. Both Death and Bermuda were giving off their "Aura of Doom" to scare the sniveling little rat. Death's metallic tail was swaying behind her glinting in the moonlight. Her eyes promised pain and humiliation to those that dared cross her.

"What happened twelve Years Ago," Death demanded. Her cold tone and stiff menacing demeanor was making Bermuda proud of how well she took to his Interrogation lessons.

"I-I don't know what your t-Talking about!" The rat wailed.

The chains tightened when she asked again, "What happened Halloween 19XX?"

"P-Please Spare me!"the rat wailed once more, "I-I was only doing what he wanted! I- I didn't want to d-die!"

Again the chains tightened, their Anti-Magic properties kept the rat from doing much more than talking, "You should have died then!" Death exclaimed. Bermuda tapped her head a little, warning Death to stay on topic. She just nodded, already having a plan for getting what she wanted. "What do you think Lily and James would think if they knew what you did? Do you think either of them would sell you out if they were in the same place?!"

"N-No!" The rat exclaimed, Guilt flooding him. "J-James w-Would protect me!" He just kept wailing as he confessed. Every bad deed he ever did fell from the Rat's lips as he kept wailing and apologizing to the dead. When he was done he was begging to Lily and James for forgiveness.

Bermuda had the entire confession recorded on his phone.

Death looked to Bermuda, hoping that She could knock the whiny rat out. Given a nod; Death struck the back of The Rat's Head, not caring if he got a concussion or not.

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Year 4, all I've got written~

"I refuse to go back!" Death cried out, her eyes became watery . A parchment letter was clutch in her clawed hands.

Death was outright pissed the second she saw the letter. A parchment letter from the Ministry of Magic.

"Due to unrest caused by the Retirement Of Professor Dumbledore, all students are required to attend their Fourth Year Of Education before going on to Apprenticeships or other Education. Please consider attending the Special Events we have Prepared to help grow bonds with other schools.

Sincerely,

Dolores Umbridge; Head Of Magical Law Enforcement

The second she saw the note she took it to Mammon for a thorough look over (with a bag full of gold as payment). Finding no charms or spells Mammon went to Belphegor, seeing as he was "Kitsune's" "owner."*

After throwing the temper tantrum to end all temper tantrums and destroying the Storm Officer's Office it was decided that Belphegor would attend as a foreign dignitary of Magical Forland (which still exists thanks to the Queen Alita*). Death would begrudgingly have to remain for the School Year, but could, and would, come back to Italy for every break possible to avoid Magical Contamination.

A quick letter to Bermuda confirmed that she had to go, but would have the full support of Azkaban to leave so long as she got good grades in every class this year. Bermuda is her Master for her Apprenticeship, so he had final say. Although they did the bare minimum for the apprenticeship. Bermuda was too busy for much more than a monthly meeting and Letters.

With Death's costumes packed and their crowns in place, Death and Belphegor boarded the plane to England.

Murder Princess~ I found the crown looks A LOT like Belphegor's and thought it a nice little tie in~ after the events of the manga the kingdom of Forland went on to conquer land and officially became "Magical Forland." I really didn't much care for how far the anime escalated…

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"How long must the Prince remain around these Commoners?" Belphegor huffed, looking around in disdain at the others in Kings Crossing station. The one word, Commoners, made them sound like pesky spiders beneath his shoe. To avoid any panic from the Mafia affiliated Students (for now) Belphegor was wearing one of Death's many wigs. His Varia Uniform was packed away in favor of a black suit, red dress shirt, one of Death's Acromantula Silk Musketeer Half Cloaks (with all his daggers hidden in it) and a recently polished crown atop his head.

"Come on milord, I'll carve lock and privacy Runes into our cabin," Death hummed, pulling Belphegor and their luggage along. She wore one of Lussuria's custom made, Flame retardant, Madam Red Costume. To compensate for the too high heels she had her feet half formed into that of a Fox for balance. Her knives were hidden under her bow out of habit and her chains were still wrapped around her legs for support. Death's long braid was hidden under her jacket. The Tiara shaped Collar she had from Belphegor hung around her wrist.

Together they stood out among the bland colors of the English Wizards. Bright red was a norm of Asian Wizards, but their clothes were clearly European in style.

After getting half way through the crowded Platform the duo was approached by Draco Malfoy. "Death? Is that you?" He asked Death, looking nervous and twitchy.

Death looked at Draco and smiled, "My boyfriend here is two minutes away from bursting at the seams, so let's do this in the train." The words spilled out and she hadn't even meant to say that. Both Death and Belphegor lit up like a Christmas Tree as they speed walked to the Train. One speed etching later and the two were seated in a cabin with Draco across from them.

"What… what am I supposed to do?" Draco asked, looking at death with fear and worry in his eyes, "m-my father is gone… my mother is under close examination…"

"And you feel lost?" Death and Belphegor said, having heard it from people far too frequently. Death from her time at the Cirque and Bel from new recruits. Sob stories got old fast.

Draco looked startled before nodding, looking away from the two commanding presences.

"It's called growing up," Belphegor growled, his glare almost physically felt through his blindfold.

Death set a hand on his shoulder as she looked at Draco, "people live, they die. It's LIFE. If you can't accept your parents are Criminals then just shut up. Try accepting life or you'll never move on."

"Your father killed people! People that did nothing Wrong besides being being Muggle. He tortured First Born Magicals! Can you really admit he was someone to become? Someone to look up to?" She asked, shifting just enough for the rattling of Cain's to be heard.

"Narcissa was a Living Trap! She fed information to people and insured their deaths indirectly!" She growled, her amethyst eyes boring into Draco's startled Steel Blue eyes.

Draco looked startled, unable to say a word. He looked down, trying to figure out what was going on. Belphegor gave Death a proud smirk.

Death merely mouthed, 'Sorella.'

Belphegor's smirk grew into a grin.

Death's eyes turned to Draco once more, "Do you know the initiation the Death Eaters Have?"

Draco's head snapped back up and a look of dread filled his entire frame. "You Do Don't You?" she purred, using every technique she knew. Anything beautiful needs to be tempered first. "They take a muggle, normally a Child or a Woman. Then they-"

"STOP!" Draco cried out, fear rattling around in his soul. "Look… I Know Death!"

"Do you really?" Death said, her diamond eyes turning a pale Misty Purple, "They Tortured Them, showing the Less than Pure Blooded Humans their Greatest Fears. Then? When they are at their lowest? They Peel off the Victim's skin."

"No! No! No!" Draco cried out in terror.

"The Petrificus Totalis? Such a Perfect Spell that keep them Alive no matter what happens!~" Death purred, a Deep put of guilt growing in her stomach. She squeezed Belphegor's shoulder. "Hours go by until the spell wears off… only then do they die. Only then does their Pain Fade away!"

Draco ran. Too afraid of the truth to admit it.

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The Train compartment lapsed in silence as Death lay in Belphegor's lap as a Fox.

All until a teacher came a knocking at the door. Bel glared and Death growled as the door opened. Before them was a haggard old man covered in scars and a had a swiveling glass eye. "So these are the tykes I'm supposed to keep an eye on?" He grumbled, examining the two teenagers.

"Keep an eye on?" Belphegor growled, sounding offended at the mere idea. Death's growl grew in volume.

"The Ministry Wants to keep it's Standing among the rest of the world," the man growled, shrugging as if it happens every day.

Death flowed into her more neutral form, sitting next to Belphegor, "we don't need a Minder."

"We've got no bloody Choice," the scared man sighed as he sat on the opposite bench, "so you'd better make due and hope we can "Get along."" The Last two words sounded so mocking neither Child thought the man believed it.

"Are you the newest Sacrifice?" Death asked, looking the man up and down.

The man stilled, his swiveling glass eye focusing on Death as he processed the question. Then without warning he erupted into Laughter, shaking his whole body as he laughed. Soon his working eye began to water and tears streamed down his face.

Death curled into Bel's side, not wanting to catch whatever crazies the man had. "is that contagious?" She muttered to Bel.

"I don't think so?" Bel muttered, scooting toward the window and away from the Crazy man.

After what felt like hours, but was probably minutes, the man stopped and extended a hand, "Alastor "Mad-Eye" Moody~" he said, still coming down from his moment of insanity.

"The Bloody Prince," Belphegor said, nodding at Moody.

"Death," Death hummed, giving a Vulpine grin with far too many teeth.

Moody's hand fell as he looked the two over again. "Forland's missing Heir and the Apprentice Of Azkaban?" He growled, planning at least ten Howlers when he's got a moment.

"If you tell anyone who I am I will kill you," Belphegor hissed, pulling out four of his knives. Which Death promptly put back in his cape.

"You don't want to get kicked out before we even get to school do you?" Death huffed, not wanting to deal with the the Ministry of Magic more than she had to.

The crazy man began laughing once more as Death and Belphegor bantered back and forth for the rest of the ride to Hogwarts.

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The second Hogwarts was within eyesight Death got a chill down her spine. The grip of a bony hand fell upon her shoulders as something shifted within the castle. Something old and dangerous. The phantom of death hung heavy over the land. Something was going to happen at the school and nobody else could feel it.

"Bel…" she muttered, her tail bristled and her ears down, "something bad is going to happen… even Death itself knows it…"

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"Welcome to another year at Hogwarts!" The temporary Headmaster, a miss Dolores Umbridge from the Ministry Of Magic, announced. She was dressed in a hot pink Bodycon dress with a powder pink pea coat. High heel slippers completed the ensemble. "this year I am happy to say I shall be evaluating your education as your Temporary Head Mistress," she said with a sickly sweet voice.

Death glares, her eyes shrouded in a misty purple. The claws of death dig into her shoulders the moment she laid eyes upon the woman. "Five Thousand Galleons the moment someone drives that pig in a wig out," she growled, hoping her tone hides her pain well enough.

The flash of anger in Belphegor said otherwise. His eyes practically screamed ,'we will talk about this later.'

The Twins perked up at the Challenge, talking to one another about all the pranks they would pull.

The rest of the beginning Feast was almost entirely Umbridge talking about all the Theoretical Studies that will replace Practical and how she would be taking away everything that makes Students Florish individually. Especially all the Clubs and Walk In Classes.

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Death's DADA

The DADA students all agreed, Death was an unorthodox (sadistic) teacher. She liked perching in the rafters, and threw colorful golf balls at random around the Room of Requiem. If someone got hit, the color of the golf ball showed what spell practice; expected for the "green ball of doom" which made the one hit have to do physical training.

And to a True Wizard, that really was a "green ball of doom." Wizards are lazy, they used magic for everything they could; from cleaning to knitting sweaters. Those who were raised by Muggles would normally start out active, but were peer pressured into becoming lazy. Death on the other hand refused to be so lazy; it would ruin her career as a Circus Performer.

This amount of physical activity made her fit enough to avoid any spell thrown at her.

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So somebody was asking why Morana didn't trust Hermione and Ron and why she likes cosplaying so much... So I decided to write this Shard of the past! Hope you Enjoy!

During all the memories of his alternate selves, Byakuran had never seen "Little Winging" on the maps.

So he explored the strange new town, excited for a new experience. the best part? There was someone new and different! How many of his alternate selves can say they met an arcobaleno's child? It was especially amazing to meet a child of Skull of all people! In the many worlds Byakuran had seen, most weren't too nice to the Cloud. The few that were, were worlds where he played a large part in the world's fate.

So he decided to go up and meet the little girl.

"Don't forget to pull up every weed, freak!" A woman that closely resembled a bipedal horse yelled.

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When Byakuran visited on her "birthday" (he picked the date) he brought a pairing shopping bags with him. He told her to put on what was inside the larger bag while he was talking to her aunt.

When she came out, Byakuran was clapping at how cute she looked. The clothes her picked out consisted of a pair of blue jeans with a short white dress over it. The dress had string straps and had two layers. The first layer began just below her shoulders and ended with a beautiful rainbow laced edge just above her elbows. The second layer was very loose and ended half way down her thigh with the same beautiful trim. A pair of small black belts wrapped around her wrists. On her feet were a pair of ballerina flats. Both were kept in place with a rainbow ribbon wrapped around her ankles.

Byakuran then pulled the little girl into the bathroom and fit a white wig over her unruly hair. It took a lot longer than he had expected, but the sky finally managed to get the wig to fit over Morana's fluffy red hair.

"Now you really look like my little sister!" Byakuran cooed as he hugged Morana tightly.