In the World of Harry Potter as a Metamorphmagus and my own House inputted into the Harry Potter world. Unique magic to my House not originally in Harry Potter, And some powers from other places.

When Erick arrived at the Stitch Food Joint, Amber was already inside. She was sitting at the booth, far away from the entrance. Erick sniffed and looked around. His eyes landed on a blonde girl who was munching away at the french fries in front of her, with her eyes on her notebook.

A grin blossomed in his face as he went straight towards her, his stride fast and excited. 

When Erick stood beside the table, Amber still did not realize that he had arrived, her attention still fixated by something written on the notebook. Leaning closer at the notebook, he realized that it was a notebook filled with scribbles and doodles.

Erick then sat down beside her, bumping her hips with his.

Startled, Amber turned around and saw Erick smiling cheekily at her. "Deng. You surprised me!" she exclaimed.

He cocked an eyebrow. "You seriously did not notice that I was here?" he teased, as he leaned closer to her.

"Since when?" she demanded, her eyes narrowed in suspicion. 

"Since an hour ago," he lied smoothly, wearing a poker face.

Amber pouted. "Lies!" she reputed. 

"I've never lied."

"You just did!" she counterback, poking him on the shoulder with her pointer finger.

Erick quickly grabbed her finger and bit it.

Amber's eyes widened as she turned beet red. She pulled her hand away and glared at him. "What do you think you're doing?" she demanded.

'Yeah, idiot,' growled Dane in his mind. 'What the hell do you think you're doing? You should have bit her… No, mate her!' 

Erick just ignored Dane and smiled innocently at Amber, without answering her question. 

Amber rolled her eyes and then gestured at him to come closer, thinking that he might probably not be able to see anything in her notebook. She pointed at some texts in the notebook and said, "So, the topic that was given to us for the assignment is kind of vague. Something like how Harry Potter has an impact on modern literature." She then turned to Erick and asked, "By the way, have you watched the movies?" 

Erick nodded. God, he loved how she smells. Being in close proximity like this is like a blessing. He did not think that he would ever want to move from this position. 

"What about the test? Did you do it too?" 

Erick nodded again. "Yeah, I got Gryffindor as my house." 

Amber raised her eyebrows in surprise. "Oh really? You did not cheat your way into getting that house?" she asked teasingly.

"What do you mean?" he asked, confused. Why would he cheat into getting that house? Other than the main character being in that house, he did not know what else was so special about the house.

"Like, you did not redo the quiz over and over again, just to get the house, did you?" she asked again, smiling cheekily. 

Erick rolled his eyes. "Now why would I want to waste my time doing the quiz all over again? Even if I did redo the quiz, I'd pick Slytherin." 

Amber looked at him in surprise. "Oh, Slytherin? Why Slytherin, though?" 

Erick shrugged. "They looked like a cool house, even if many Potterheads do not like them. And yeah, I like green and the fact that I think they are just being viewed in a bad image.." 

She narrowed her eyes at him. "What do you mean?" 

"Nothing. Like I said, Slytherin is being undervalued in the movies when in fact, they are the coolest," he replied. "What about you? What house did you get?" 

She smiled smugly at him. "I got Ravenclaw!" she said proudly. "Now that's a smart house!"

"Oh, that doesn't seem like a popular one," he commented. 

Amber glared. "What do you mean by that?" She then poked him on the shoulder again, each word with each poke. "Just you wait. You have not watched the other movie where you will see one of the great characters from Ravenclaw."

Wincing, not because it hurts too much but rather, it does hurt a bit especially when she poked with her nail. "Right, right," he reassured her, wanting her to stop poking him.

After three milkshakes, four burgers and three fries later, the two of them had finally rectified all the notes that they had gathered and taken down into an essay. Erick compiled all the notes and corrected some grammar mistakes made by Amber. At the same time, he explained to her why they had to use this grammar rule and so forth.

They saved the document both in their pendrive as well as in Amber's laptop, just in case. 

Erick, at first, wanted to go to Amber's house right after the 'date' but Amber told him 'no' since she probably would be sleeping early that night, feeling mentally tired. She probably would not be able to 'entertain' him so it's better for him to just stay home, much to Erick and Dane's displeasure. 

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The due date of the Harry Potter assignment.

It was noisy and lively inside the classroom. Amber was already inside, with her backpack on the floor and her books neatly arranged on her table. Erick had just walked into the class with the class teacher, Mrs. Evan, walking in front of him.

He smoothly went to Amber's side and stared hard at the guy who was sitting behind her. 

Mrs. Evan was about to start her lesson when she noticed Erick was still standing around. "What are you doing, Mr. Kendall? Go to your seat right now."

"My seat is right here. I'm waiting for him to get out of the seat," he answered, gesturing at the seat where a blonde and lanky guy was sitting. The guy stared at Erick in bafflement. 'But I was here first,' the guy thought, frowning.

Classes usually do not have a fixed seating arrangement so even though Erick had sat behind Amber before, it does not mean he would be able to sit behind her once again.

Mrs. Evan frowned. "Mr. Kendall, there are other seats available here. Why do you insist on taking that seat when you can see that Mr. Garcia is currently occupying that seat?" she asked patiently.

Erick turned to the blonde guy, who Mrs. Evan refers to as Mr. Garcia and narrowed his eyes. He then gestured at him to move out, not saying a word. His posture was telling everyone that he would not be moving unless Mr. Garcia moved.

The blonde guy immediately packed his things and moved to the back of the class. 

Satisfied, Erick dumped his backpack on the floor and leaned against his seat with a grin, his hands inside his pockets.

Amber turned around, just in time to see a grin on his face and rolled her eyes. "How childish can you get?" she mumbled before turning back around.

Erick leaned closer to her and blew softly at her neck, making her shriek in surprise. "As long as I'm near you, it doesn't matter how childish I can be," he said cheekily.

"Miss Keene, is there something you'd like to share with the class?" Mrs. Evan asked, frowning.

"No, no, there's nothing," Amber stammered. Once the teacher turned around to prepare her lesson, Amber quickly turned around to glare at him. "Stop messing around!" she hissed.

Erick just grinned, showing off a smile worthy of a toothpaste commercial with dimples that popped in his cheeks.

Erick Kendall, the strongest Alpha in his generation but also a player, who loved to date any female.

Amber, a typical girl who loves to eat and dreams of a normal life. Oblivious to the history of Burkendall town, she did not know that shifters exist in this world.

These two unlikely people were mates to each other but before they can have a happily ever after, unforeseen circumstances have torn the two mates apart.

Will these two mates ever be happy and lived happily ever after?

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Watching her eyebrows furrowed in concentration as she tried to solve a problem, Erick brushed a strand of her hair and tucked them behind her ears.

Amber jumped, startled by the sudden touch. She whirled around and glared at him. “What the heck are you doing?” 

“Nothing,” he said. He really liked her scent. It smells of fresh flowers and the woods in the summer. Refreshing and wholesome. His wolf, Dane, always felt at ease whenever they were close to her.

Ignoring his strange behavior, Amber continued to work on her homework. “What about this one? How do you get this number?” she asked, pointing at a question in her notebook.

Erick leaned closer to her and at the same time, sniffed her scent.

Amber jumped back, her eyes widened at Erick. “Did you just sniff me?!?”

Erick pretend to look confused and frowned at her. “Did I? Are you sure you were not imagining it? You must be hearing things. I suggest you go and clean your ears next time.”

Amber flushed red in embarrassment, or was it in anger. If it weren’t for the fact that she needed his help with her studies, she would not be here. Instead, she could have been at home, eating ice-cream while binge-watching Harry Potter. She just sighed in frustration and continued to ignore him. 

This was not the first time he had been acting strange. Earlier today, a guy was about to sit next to her but had moved away when Erick growled deep at him, like a dog… or a wolf.

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Sickness is a terrible thing. For years, Daniel lived a life of pain and suffering that would have broken a lesser man. Hopelessness, fear, and death surrounded him for as long as he could remember. Despite his tragic circumstances, he strived to live a life filled with hope and freedom, where he could die on his own terms. When one door closes, another one opens.

Legally,  I need to cover myself by mentioning I do not own Harry Potter and all trademarks belong to the author, J. K. Rowling.

Currently undergoing rewrite. 

Cover art does not belong to me.

CHAPTER TWELVE:

The next day Harry had 'Remedial Potions', and as he made his way down to the dungeons he considered the previous evening's happenings. He had barely been able to think of anything else all day, and he felt the only reason why Hermione didn't scold him for his inattention was that she was preoccupied with it, too.

Knocking on the heavy wood door, he waited until the harsh voice called "Enter," before opening it. To his surprise, Professor Dumbledore was there, apparently having a conversation with the Potions Master.

"Ah, Harry," he said benevolently, and Harry gave a wan smile.

"How are you, Professor?" he asked civilly, noting that the Headmaster's eyes were twinkling and looking away to meet dark eyes instead. "Professor Snape," he greeted, jerkily inclining his head to the professor. "Am I early?" He knew full well that he wasn't, and hoped that Snape would take the opening – and he did.

"I doubt that you are even capable of arriving early to an appointment, Potter," the man sneered. "We will begin our lesson as soon as the Headmaster leaves. I suggest you sit and read chapter ten of this book," Snape said curtly, levitating a book onto a chair along the wall. "You were saying, Headmaster?"

Harry set his bag down beside the chair and picked up the book, reading the title as he sat down. It was a book on meditation and mental health. Opening it to chapter ten, Harry pretended to focus on the description of mind palaces while trying to listen in on the professors' conversation. They seemed to be discussing potions for the infirmary, and Harry was surprised to discover that Snape brewed almost the entire stock. His respect for the man went up when he realized that all the potions Madam Pompfrey had given him over the years had been brewed by this surly man. Eventually he decided that the conversation wasn't important and focused fully on the text, fully expecting Snape to quiz him on it afterwards. To his surprise, it turned out to be rather interesting, and Harry was soon immersed in the book, only occasionally listening in to the conversation to make sure that they weren't discussing anything important.

It didn't take much longer for Dumbledore to leave – though not before asking Harry a question or two while holding twinkling eye contact – and then Harry was alone with Snape.

An awkward silence fell while the two sized each other up, each finding that the other seemed different now.

"Can I speak freely, sir?" Harry asked, willfully suppressing the 'uh...' that had wanted to escape in front of his question.

Snape flicked his wrist once, then said, "You may." His expression didn't betray any of his thoughts, and suddenly instead of finding that hateful Harry found it admirable. Here was a man with full control over what he revealed to others.

"Ron, Hermione and I talked to my future self last night," he said promptly, "and he removed the spells from us." Harry hesitated, then ploughed on, "I wanted to apologize for the past few years, sir."

Snape's face remained perfectly expressionless for a full minute, during which Harry forced himself not to fidget – and then he smirked. "I never thought I'd live to see the day when a Potter apologizes to me," he drawled, his eyes intent. "The apology is accepted; although I have been led to believe that it is another who should apologize in your stead."

Harry's face darkened. "He has a lot to answer for," he said as levelly as he could. He had decided to show this man that he was not just the Gryffindor Golden Boy, who let his emotions dominate his actions, but also a Slytherin capable of keeping his emotions in check.

"Indeed." Although the word was spoken mildly, Harry thought he saw a glint of something dangerous in the Potions Master's eyes before the man turned away. "We will start from the beginning. I have here a set of books that I suggest you and the rest of the Golden Trio," he sneered the term, "read thoroughly." Pushing the set of books forward, the Potions Master fixed him with a fathomless look. "I would apologize for my treatment of you, but as in your case, another was responsible for my actions. Besides," he smirked, "you will learn that a Slytherin never apologizes."

"Yes, sir," Harry said, unable to keep a grin from his face. Grabbing his bag and the book Snape had given him to read, he moved forward to the desk. "Ron was wondering whether you'd be interested in a round of Veritaserum with our esteemed Headmaster," he said mildly as he set down his things; when he looked up he saw a satisfied smirk on the Potions Master's face.

"I may be," he replied just as mildly, and Harry smiled mischievously as they settled down for their first real lesson.

Meanwhile, another Harry was considering how to get at the Horcruxes. Hufflepuff's Cup was in the Lestrange vault, and as their closest relatives were the Blacks, the vault would go to the House of Black after their deaths. They would be the first Death Eaters to die when the Order started picking off the Inner Circle, Harry decided.

Then, there was the ring that had sped Dumbledore towards death in the other timeline. The question was whether to let Dumbledore fall for it again or whether to deal with it himself... He'd deal with that when he discussed the Horcruxes with the Headmaster; if he insisted to tag along then Harry wouldn't try hard to persuade him otherwise, and if he ended up putting on the ring again, well, Harry tried to persuade him not to join him... Harry grinned and moved on to the next one.

Nagini. Truth was that Severus would not be able to remain a spy for much longer if they were going to start picking off Death Eaters, and if Harry went back it would be to kill Snake Face, not to play the faithful follower. If he could deal with the remaining Horcruxes and as many Death Eaters as possible before he and Severus were summoned, then they could possibly deal with both Nagini and Snake Face at the same time... It would be an awfully close time frame to get that all done before Friday, though, seeing as it was already Tuesday evening... Harry grimaced. Okay; hold off on Death Eater assassinations until after the next summons. Focus on the Horcruxes; bargain with the goblins to get the Cup if necessary. After next summons, kill as many Death Eaters as possible as quickly as possible, and deal with snake and Snake Face at following summons. He couldn't help but feel that he was missing something, however, and it was with a heavy heart that he admitted to himself what it was that gave him pause.

Standing and walking into his bedroom, Harry crouched to rifle through the suitcase Dobby had brought him from the Black vault. He was sure that the scroll had been there in the other timeline...

A quarter hour later he had found the scroll he needed - the one with a spell that indicated whether an object was a Horcrux or not. Practicing until he was fairly sure that he had it right, Harry took a deep breath. Here goes nothing... Casting the spell at his head, Harry held his breath – and cursed violently when a red light flashed.

Many students were eager to continue yesterday's lesson. People were also still teasing Gavin about the ducks. Honestly, it was hilarious. Isabella even thought she saw Professor Penrose laughing. 
"Never, in my ten years of teaching, have I ever encountered a student afraid of ducks. I understand the chicken fear... those chase you around! The ones at Muggle farms! But ducks...? It must be incredibly traumatic for you, Gavin." She told him at the end of class. More laughter erupted from the class. 
"Alright, Alright class. Everyone is dismissed! I'll let you all go early since you did good today." 
Isabella stayed behind, except this time, Mira was there with her. She had to face the boggart. As much as she didn't want to, she had to. It was about darn time to face this fear. For so long she hid it, never talked about it. It was a mere thought that she kept in the very back of her mind, at the very bottom, ever so deeply hidden. She had never let it resurface. She was glad she had finally talked about it with someone she truly trusted.
"Isabella. I see you have brought a friend." Professor smiled. "Someone once said 'Fear is only as deep as the mind allows'. Are you ready, Isabella?"
"Take deep breaths." Mira put her hand on Isabella's shoulder. The reassurance was enough. 
Inhale 
Exhale
Inhale 
Exhale. 
She was ready this time. She held her wand, steady, no tremble. One last breath. 
"I'm ready." 
And then the wardrobe opened. 
The Boggart shifted. Just like last time, it turned in to a door. The door creaked open, the room trashed. Isabella blocked out the thoughts. 
'I won't let this overcome me.' She repeated it over and over again in her mind. 
"RIDDIKULUS!" She pointed her wand straight at it. She felt relief flow through her body as she saw the boggart shift. It turned into her parents. They were making funny faces, as they had so long ago. She cracked up, it had been years since they had last done that. She heard Mira chuckle behind her. 
"You did it!" She said. 
"Good job, Isabella. That'll be an A. It's a big fear, complicated story I'll bet. I'm proud of you. Now go, enjoy your evening." Professor Penrose shooed them off.
Isabella left the DADA room with a smile. 

"Oh, Mira I'll see you at dinner, I have a study session with Potter." 
"Alrighty." She waved her off. "Go to your boyfriend." 
"Wait a second! He's not my-" But Mira had already ran off. She'd definitely talk with her later. 
Unfortunately, Isabella hadn't noticed that Potter had been standing behind her.
'I'm offended, Bella. Have I, the grandson of The one and only Harry Potter, kin of The Boy Who Lived, been friend zoned?' He thought. Well that's a first. 
"Bella, what's the hold up? We goin to the library or not?" He finally said. 
"Oh, didn't see you there. Yeah let's go." She seemed completely unfazed by what Mira said. 'Maybe she really doesn't like me.... nahhhh impossible!' Nick pondered it the whole walk to the library. 

"Potter! Focus, will you? And stop staring at that Hufflepuff girl." She smacked him with her notebook, trying to get his attention. He'd dozed off, but he hadn't noticed that He'd been staring. 
"Jealous, much, Bella?" he expected to at least get a little blush from her. But noooo. 
"You wish. I just don't want that poor girl to think that a pig is trying to hit on her."
"Hey! I am not a pig!"
"You're right." She said, looking straight into his eyes. For a second he thought she might say something that was actually nice. He opened his mouth but didn't get the chance to say anything. 
"You're more of a stubborn ape." She smirked  and stuck her tongue out at him and then turned back to her notes. 
Nick sat there gaping at her for a while before coming back to his senses. 
'Stubborn ape... he was no stubborn ape...' he thought. He'd get her back somehow. He just wasn't quite sure how to do it yet. 

As they were leaving the library, Isabella almost forgot to tell him something. 
"I won't be able to come study with you tomorrow. But if you can, even though you probably won't, you should try to study on your own. We have a quiz on Friday." 
"Ok. No promises. Oh and what's Blink's name, (a quizzical expression appeared on her face) oh sorry, I mean your owl."
"Wait, you named him?"
"Well I didn't know what to call him, and Blink just seemed to fit...."
"His name is Perseus, occasionally goes by Percy. But I do like the name Blink. Probably one of the only good ideas you've had." She said, smiling. 
"I'm smart, I simply just choose not to be..." 
"Hmmmm... sure" 

And they bickered all the way down to the Great Hall. 








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Isabella Dumont is entering third year at Hogwarts. She was transferring from Beauxbatons (the french magic school) to Hogwarts. It was her mother’s decision. To her mother, Hogwarts is a complete mess. The views are stunning and all, and the Ravenclaw tower is most certainly magnificent with all the books she could possibly read and great friends but there’s only one big issue bothering her. And that’s Nicolas (Nick) Potter. 
50 years ago Harry Potter (Nick’s) grandfather defeated Lord Voldemort, a powerful evil wizard. And now Nick is attending Hogwarts, and according to Isabella he just thinks he’s the greatest, but he’s really just another annoying boy. 
But what will prevail in their relationship as Nick starts to show interest in Isabella?






(Harry Potter Fanfic)

A squib born child will become more than a normal wizard.

Disclaimer : I do not own Harry Potter or its characters from the franchise. That honor belongs to JK Rowling.

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Transfiguration one of the classes that we share with the Gryffindors. As I entered I see a cat sitting on the table and I grin. Leaning over towards it I whisper "Good morning professor" then I walk off of course I took the chance to sit next to my brother. 

Ron barged into the room with a boy, I think his name was Seamus. "We got lucky Looks like McGonagall is late too." said Ron but then the cat jumped from the table and changed to McGonagall mid air and then stepped up to the boys "Maybe Mr. Weasley I should change you both into pocket watches then maybe one of you will be on time."

"W-we got lost" mumbles seamus

"Then perhaps a map. I trust you won't need one to find your seats" You know a map is actually a good idea. A lot of first years, I have noticed, have no idea where they are going in this castle. Maybe I could make a spell that creates a pulse of magic like sonar and then-

"Now today you wil be learning to turn matches into needles" Welp my thought process got cut off. We are all handled a small box of match sticks. I just tap the match with my finger and watch it change. Then I tap the box causing the rest of the matches in the box to change. But I see harry only managed to turn the match into metal with his wand.

"Try to visualize the change in your mind and don't forget what I told you about intent. Will it to change." Harry nods and does as I say and bam new needle. Seeing her has a handle of it I stand up 

"Mr. Prince why are you leaving your seat?"

"I already transfigured my match professor. I thought I could help some others since I am finished." She walks over and sees one perfect needles and a box of needles, as the box was open.

"I see. 5 points to Slytherin and I will award you another 2 points for any you can help make a needle before class ends."

"Ah professor he already helped me with my matches." She looks over at Harry "Very well 2 points to Slytherin and 2 to Gryffindor for being the first to transfigure your match Mr. Potter."

I proceed to help Daphne, Tracey, Blaise, and Theo with theirs earning SLytherin 8 more points. Then I head over to Teddy who is partnered with Ron. I watch the two try and transfigure the match "Are your wands matched to you properly"

"What do you mean" Snapped ron. He is a bit hostile since I am a slytherin

"I mean  your wands don't seem to be working well for you." I think rons has a bit of unicorn hair sticking out

"M-my wand belonged to my dad" says Neville, the big ol teddy bear he is.

"Who told you to use your dads wand?"

"My gran. She says that I should use it to honor him a-and be a great wizard like him"

"Okay did your Gran get her wand at Olivanders?" Teddy nods "Well then she should know that the wand chooses the wizard. I mean Olivander does say that to all his costumers. So just because it is your dads wand doesn't mean it will work for you." Ron grumbles something "Yes Ron?"

"I got my brother Charlies old wand..."

"Well you both need new ones then or else your spells will never be as powerful as they could be but for now" I began to instruct them like I did the others. It took them a while longer but by the end of class, quite literally seconds before the class ended for ron, both of them managed to get a needle thus earning Slytherin 4 more points. The Book Worm also managed to make a needle even without my help.

Herbology was an interesting class, if you like working with dirt. Teddy seems to be in his element in this class even Harry doesn't need my help here, then again he worked on his torturers- I mean aunt's garden for years so he picked up a thing or two I guess. It was kinda cool seeing a Snap Dragon that actually tried to bite you.

Charms was rather boring. We didn't use any spells only learning wand motions instead. I like Flitwick though. He seems very jovial.

Wednesday the Twins managed to remove the papers from their robes. On Thursday they got me back with something that made me only speak in Sonnets but that didn't bother me instead I used my new found poetical prowess to flirt with that Cute Pink Puff. I think she is warming up to me.

Friday I returned a prank to the twins, I keep using muggle pranks on them which makes it funner. I connected their pants with a set of whoopee cushions that would inflate and deflate themselves at random periods. So people would think the twins were passing gas all day, I also hid the whoopee cushions so they can't cancel the magic by destroying them (I stuck them under the Gryffindor table with a sticky charm).

My plan is working too. Because I hang out with Gryffindors at lunch and dinner the Gryffindors have warmed up to me. We even have a puff named Susan Bones sitting at our table now. Her Aunt is the head of the DMLE I am told. Also Lee Jordan, one of Martha- I mean Fred and Georges friends. 

The Slytherins are doing their job as some of them will sneer at me, sometimes lightly bump me, and make remarks about me being friends with Gryffindors is making the other three houses warm up to me quicker. What everyone else sees is a friendly and helpful Slytherin who loves his brother and can take a joke who is also shunned by members of his own house for the very same reasons.

I also noticed that muggle borns know very little of wizarding culture and traditions and likewise purebloods and most half bloods know little of the muggle world. I'm thinking of petitioning a study group to rectify these issues. Also I managed to get my four slytherin friends into muggle music all four told me they want a music player.

After breakfast, and seeing my prank worked, we had double potions with Gryffindor. I switch spots with Harry so he sits with Blaise and I am sitting next to Teddy. I offered this because Teddy seems super nervous and he is also afraid of Snape. I don't want him to get blown up. Blaise doesn't mind since we eat lunches and dinners together. Theo is already good at potions, so he tells us. Daphne and Tracy always work together.

Potions class took place down in one of the dungeons. It is colder here than the rest of the castle and is quite creepy with the pickled animals floating in glass jars all around the walls. Snape started the class by taking the roll call though he paused at Harry's name.
"Ah yes," he said softly "Harry Potter. Our new... celebrity."

Snape finished calling the names and looked up at the class. "You are here to learn the subtle science and exact art of potion making," he began. He spoke in barely more than a whisper, but they caught every word, after all no one wants to get on Snapes bad side by not paying attention. "As there is little foolish wand waving here, many of you will hardly believe this is magic. I don't expect you will really understand the beauty of the softly simmering cauldron with its shimmering fumes, the delicate power of liquids that creep through human veins, bewitching the mind, ensnaring the senses... I can teach you how to bottle fame, brew glory, even stopper death. If you aren't as big a bunch of dunderheads as I usually have to teach."

"Potter! What would I get if I added powdered root of asphodel to an infusion of wormwood?" He says looking at Harry

"A powerful sleeping potion known as Draught of Living Death, sir"

"It seems you opened a book before coming here" I can only roll my eyes. Him and aunt Irma would come over to the house sometimes to teach us about potions so of course he knew Harry knew that.

"Mr. Prince where would you look if I told you to find me a bezoer"

"Probably in your potions cabinet or the Apothecary down in Diagon Alley." Snape glared at me "But a bezoer can also be found in a variety of creatures but the best and most commonly found are ones found in the stomach of a goat as the bezoer is too small to be of use when found in other creatures."

"Very good Mr. Prince. 5 points to slytherin" I can hear some of the Gryffindors mumble about biased treatment.

"That's not fair! Harry answered his question right but didn't get any points" Ron said loudly.

"5 points from Gryffindor for shouting at a teacher. Tell me Weasley what is the difference between monkshood and wolfsbane?"

Ron shifts in his seat "I-i don't know. I think Hermoine knows though" Book worm was practically standing with her hand raised.

"Sit down" Snape tells her sternly "Draco answer the question I gave Mr. Weasley"

"They are the same plant sir. Also known as aconite" He said smugly.

"5 points to Slytherin. Well why aren't you all writing this down" He says to the class who immediately began writing down the questions and answers from the 'pop quiz'

"Today we will be brewing a cure for boils. Instructions are on the board make sure to follow them."

After adding the horn slugs I had to grab Teddy's wrist "Not yet" He was about to add the porcupine quills. I carefully move the cauldron from the fire "Now add them. Good now stir five times clockwise but be gentle about it, not too fast." I nod then I wave my wand over the mixture and pink fumes began to rise from the cauldron.

"Very good Mr. Prince. 5 points for helping another from making a mistake." He has yet to give even a single point to Gryffindor. Then again I don't think he ever gives points to Gryffindors. Other than Ron and Seamus who got a zero for the day, their potion started to fume out purple smoke halfway through, everyone else did well. As we were leaving I heard Snape whisper 5 points to gryffindor. My guess is he is secretly giving them to Harry.

"A-alex." Teddy began as we left potions "Thank you for your help and um the advice on Trevor. He hasn't tried to escape since I mad that habitat for him"

"Now problem teddy bear" Teddy sighs it seems he is resigned to the name now "You can help me out on herbology sometime, you seem to be a prodigy with plants" Teddy's face turns slightly red. "By the way I am having a review in the library tomorrow." I inform Harry and Teddy "I will be discussing some things that happened during the week and we can talk about our classes. So invite your friends or people who may be interested. But make sure to tell Gred and Forge, they are older and can probably help us out." I tap my chin "But let them know the prank war will be on hold during the time."

My group of Slytherin Friends catch up "Break Room?" The four nod

"W-what break room?" Asked Teddy

"Well me and these four took over an empty room and made it into a break room so we didn't have to return to the common room during breaks. Want to join us?" I asked Harry and Teddy

"Sure. We are free til Lunch anyway" Harry immediately agrees and Teddy decides to join along as well since he doesn't have anyone else he talks to in Gryffindor.

Alexander Prince is known as many things. Genius, Prodigy, Fighter, Demon and now one more is added to that list, Wizard. With friends in High Places and more in low how will the Uncrowned Prince change the wizarding world and are they ready? Also why is his new Half Brother so famous in this world?

The writing gets better at chapter 10.

[I DO NOT OWN HARRY POTTER]

Nor do I own the picture. Here is a link to the source that I found the image on all credit to the artist who made it none to me. Alexanders Hair is supposed to be black but I can't find a black haired Vergil anywhere and I can't draw or edit to save my life so yea...

https://www.zerochan.net/1506148

8th day of February-Friday,
2018
Manila, Philippines

Earth


Yael Zed Oria

Everything is in a big Mess. Geez. I was late again and the PM's kept staring at me. Darn it. I didn't do anything to them, well except that I beat them again in a quiz bee. Sheet.

May lumapit sa'king tatlong PM na nagpakaba sa akin ng bigla. Again, my physique issues are becoming very obvious to me again. Ba't ba kasi ang pangit ko? Ang taba ko pa. I tried to diet pero kumakaway sakin ang mga pagkain kaya't diko maiwasan ang kumain. 

''Hey, uhm, your Yael Zed Oria right? We are from the MJC (Master Journalist Club), we would like to have a talk with you regarding the Quiz Bee.'' Muntik na akong mapanganga sa harapan nila ng marinig iyon. I mean, itong mukhang to? I-interview-hin para sa School Newspaper?

''Uhm. Okay.'' I was really delighted inside. Gosh! Pero di ko pwedeng ipahalata. Kunyari kalmado lang ako. Yzo stay calm.

''We're...kidding! Why would we interview you? Mahawa pa kami sa mga...pimples mo. Let's go girls.'' And they walked out leaving me dumbfounded, this is bullshit. Yumuko na lang ako sa pagkapahiya.  Para akong binuhusan ng malamig na tubig. Para akong sinampal ng ilang ulit ng katotohanan na kahit anong talino ang meron ako, everything will stay the same.

Narinig ko naman ang mumunting bulungan at halakhakan ng mga estudyante. Nandito nga pala ako sa Cafeteria, tiyak kakalat na agad ang tsismis na to. Wala si Lauren ngayon may lakad daw siya kaya binubully ako ng kung sino sino. Si Kuya naman wala lang. Matuto daw akong ipagtanggol ang sarili ko. Kailangan ko din daw mag ayos at  mag diet para gumanda naman ako. Sayang ang genes kung di ko daw i-shoshow off tulad nya. 

Gustuhin ko man na umiyak, life must go on. Di ko dapat ito damdamin. Muli ay kumain ako na parang walang nangyari at maya-maya pa ay umalis na ako dun. Puro bulungan ang naririnig ko habang naglalakad ako palabas ng cafeteria. Napadaan naman ako sa table nila kuya. Tumayo lamang ito, patted my head and smiled at me bago ako hayaang umalis.

Naglakad lakad ako sa malilim na parte ng campus, life wasn't that hard on me, school in fact was hell for me. Sa paglalakad ko ay di sinasadyang napunta ako sa library. I found myself there reading again about some mythical creatures and fairies, phoenixes, shape shifters, blood suckers, at kung ano ano pa. Madalas ko 'tong gawin specially kapag down ako.

Nasa kalagitnaan ako ng pag babasa ng mabuklat ko ang isang pahina, the title was written in an elegant way, para pa ngang kumikintab ito, 

''Aelari's'' bigkas ko, it triggered my curiosity and when I was about to read it someone pulled the chair infront  of me. I was startled by the sudden movement kaya napasigaw ako ng bahagya.

''Sweet Sheep! Wth?'' Tumingin naman ako sa harapan ko at nakita ko yung nerd na nakabunggo ko kahapon. 

''Anong ginagawa mo dito?'' Tiningnan ko ito nang may halong pagtataka. Nakakabigla naman kasi ang pagsulpot nya out of nowhere.

''I heard you saying 'Aelari'  kaya lumapit ako.'' His eyes were glittering with excitement. Anong meron sa lalakeng to? Daig nya pa nakadrugs.

''Ugh? So what's with them? I mean sila ang nagtatag ng school na to. Is there anything wrong mentioning their name?'' Kung kanina ay punong puno ng excitement ang kaniyang mata ngayon halatang dismayado ito.

''Yes, the Aelari's are the founder of the school but there's more about being an Aelari. It is said that this school has many secrets. That there is another world than ours. That the fairies, pixies, witches, sorceres, etc. do exist. We just need to figure things out. We need to find the key to get in.'' Naguluhan naman ako sa sinabi nya. Too much information, I guess? I just stared at him and gave him a weird look.

''I know that you think I'm being weird but I've been collecting clues, info's. I've read that book a hundred times pero ngayon ko lang nakita ang pahinang tungkol sa mga Aelari, maybe you can help me. Maybe you are the key.'' Makahulugan nyang wika. Okay... now he's freaking me out.

"Ano bang pinagsasabi mo? Nakadrugs ka ba? Or are you delirious?" I tried checking his temperature baka may sakit lang to at nagdedeliryo na pala kaya kung ano-ano ang sinasabi.

Tiningnan nya na lang ako. Like he was confused. Maya-maya pa ay may dumating na lalake na nagmula sa PM.

''Is it her?'' Tanong nito kay nerdy guy at pinasadahan ako ng bored na tingin.

''No Terrence, I guess nagkamali lang ako. She's not the jmepwg'' Bahagya lang ang pagkakarinig ko sa mga sinasabi nila.

"Then we need to remove all the info's you gave in her mind." Okay now the Terrence guy is being weird too. Tumayo naman ang balahibo ko ng itinaas ni Terrence ang kamay nya.

''Okay.'' Lumapit sila sakin at hinawakan ang kamay ko, nagulat ako sa init ng kamay nila, tila may hinihigop ito sa katawan ko then nanghina ako. Gusto kong sumigaw pero walang lumalabas sa bibig ko. Syempre joke lang yun. Sakyan ko na lang muna ang trip ng dalawang to. Nang tinanggal nila ang kamay nila ay pareho silangtumingin sakin. Nag usap sila ng mahina then tumingin sa'kin.

''Naaalala mo pa ba ako?'' Adik ba to? Pagkatapos nya akong daldalin ng tungkol sa mga Aelari ay akala nya makakalimutan ko sya agad? Umacting naman akong naguguluhan sa mga nangyayari.

''Oo, akala mo sakin makakalimutin?'' Nakita ko kung paanong lumaki ang mata nya at tumingin kay Terrence na medyo gulat din. Pinigilan ko namang matawa at baka sitahin kami ng librarian.

''Kasamahan mo ba siya sa pag gawa ng kabaliwan mo dito? Or nasa gag show ako?'' Lumingong lingon naman ako at baka may hidden camera talaga.

''Huh? Paano?'' Tila gulat at hindi makapaniwalang tanong nito na di ko alam kung para sa akin, kay Terrence, o sakanya.

''Umalis na muna tayo. Kung hindi sya yung Gate Keeper baka isa siya sa mga kailangan ipadala sa City of Larias.'' Sumulyap muli sakin si Terrence bago tumalikod. Tumayo naman si Mr. Nerd at nagpaalam.

''Babalikan kita. But if you already need me, contact me.'' He then handed me a card at umalis na sya.

Sinulyapan ko yung card and a strange name was written in it.
Aice Velmont. Parang pang Harry Potter lang ang pangalan. Natawa naman ako sa naisip.

But as I think about it, they really are acting weird. Gate keeper? Anong akala nila saakin? Gwardya? City of Larias? Where the hell is that?

Zie Aer is a not your ordinary girl. Although she desires to be normal, it is impossible for her to be one until she met Yael Zed Oria popularly known as Yzo. Yzo is a believer of all sorts of magic. She believes therefore she desires to be extraordinary. 

Join their journey as they unlock the secrets of their past, unravel myths, and overcome misfortune as they discover each of who they really are and who they were meant to be.

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