This is a rough draft of a story I started on a while ago, but eventually dropped. I realized after writing the intro that it starts exactly the same as the rest of my writing, so I scrapped it. I do not plan on resuming this. I do not plan on improving this. I do not plan to revise or proofread this. I will publish it for what it is.

Ceddie is new to the Adulting life but she's determined to make it to the top. One day she receives a tragic phone call that changed her life forever. 24 year old Cedrina is now a guardian to two lovely toddlers.

Facing grief, parenthood,and adult responsibilities, will Ceddie be able to make it?

"twinkle, twinkle little stars" she sings.



A/N Be kind. It is a rushed raw unedited work

As I open my eyes in front of me is a average looking male, who seems to be at least 30 to 40 years old, and at that moment I realised that I had died, but I couldn't quite remember how I died until the man across from me spoke,

 (GOD) "hello Josh welcome, I am the one you people call god, you are probably wondering why you are here and the reason is that I may have accidentally killed you with a lightning bolt when I sneezed, but worry not since I will let you reincarnate to a world of your choosing along with infinite wishes which you can use at anytime, so if you'd please hurry this up, otherwise i'll choose them for you".

JOSH POV: "Okay since I don't feel like wasting your time i'll be quick, for the world, I would like to go to the world of Black Clover, and for my First wish I want Instant Mastery and Instant Comprehension, for my Second wish I want to be the most handsome person to have ever existed, my Third wish is that no gods can interfere with my life or my loved ones lives,

my Fourth wish is to have a system that can pretty much do anything I need it to do with infinite system points, my Fifth wish is to have a infinite mana pool, my Sixth wish is that  when I turn 15 I will get my own grimoire which my system can add any skills that i'd like to have regardless
of the type of magic spell it is. 

For my seventh wish i'd like to have affinity to every magic attribute that ever existed, the Eighth wish is to have body that can handle all the power that I will have so that I don't die from having to much power, my Ninth is to have one of my eyes to be able to see every little detail that the naked eye can't and to also have things like insane reaction time, enhanced sight to see further,

 also the eyes colour should be half red and half white with a pitch black pupil, i'd also like to keep my memories from my past life so that should be my tenth wish now, and for my Eleventh and final wish for now i'd like to be able to have basic knowledge on 
stuff like blacksmithing, alchemy, cooking, cleaning and other stuff like that".

(GOD) "Okay child all of that can be done as long as you agree to never harm me or any other gods" (JOSH) "Sure I can promise that" (GOD) "Okay than I will now be reincarnating you into a baby which i'll leave at the door of a church with the MC's of black clover Asta and Yuno, and I hope you have a very fun life goodbye now".

 JOSH POV: As 
I regained my consciousness I was indeed in front of the church along with 2 other toddlers who I presume were Asta and Yuno, As I was thinking about what I wanted to do first suddenly the church door opened and just as in the story the leader of the church was very surprised to see 3 toddlers wrapped in blankets in baskets at the door.

(CHURCH LEADER POV): Just as I was about to go to take care of some stuff surprisingly what met me outside the church was 3 toddlers which i'm guessing were abandoned here, since what I was going to do really wasn't that  important I think i'll take these guys into the church for now and take care of them.

 (JOSH POV) The church leader picked up Yuno and Asta and took them inside, not long after he came to get me as well, but when he got a closer look at me he seemed very surprised, which i'm guessing is the handsomeness I wished for as I just shot him a very cute looking smile, which he gave a little smile back.

All four of us are now in the church living quarters were Asta, Yuno and I were given 3 cribs to sleep in for the night. As day came I decided that I didn't really wanna wait until I was 15 so I asked my system to put me into autopilot until my 15th birthday party (SYSTEM) ("Okay Master I will see you once you turn 15").

 (JOSH POV): And just like that I was starting to lose consciousness, when I regained my consciousness all the memories of the past 15 years flooded into my head, apparently Asta and Yuno just like in the book were very close friends almost like brothers, although I was also very close to the both of them just not as close as those two, through those years it seemed nothing special happend, everything was pretty much the same as the book except that Asta actually has mana in him.

It is now Asta,Yuno and I's 15th birthday which means we will be getting our grimoires today, although I am still unsure what will happen with Asta since he didn't have mana in the story which is also very exciting because although he has mana he surprisingly still worked out as much as he did in the story,

it also seems that his element is darkness. As Asta and Yuno were helping Sister Lily around the church I figured I might as well upgrade my cooking and other stuff like that which took hardly any time at all with my instant mastery and comprehension,

it could be said that my cooking was now completely unrivalled in the whole entire universe, along with pretty much every other profession like blacksmith,alchemy etc.

It was now time for me and the other two to go get our grimoires which Asta was very excited about since he was very curious about what type of grimoire he would get, although Yuno on the other hand was trying to hide his excitement but it didn't escape my special eye, he was just as excited as Asta if not more. 

As we walked into the tower what we saw around us was a bunch of grimoires, and also a lot of people who i'm guessing are also getting their grimoires today, as I was looking around the
ceremony had started as the old man in charge gave a boring speech which everyone was listening to but me.

After the speech ended he said some stuff than the grimoires started to float to the people, just like the original story, Yuno got the 4 leaf clover book which caused a lot of chatter throughout the people that attended, and unlike the story Asta actually got a grimoire which was very ordinary looking to the naked eye but I could see with my special eye that it was just 
as strong if not stronger than Yuno's grimoire.

After a while my grimoire floated down to me and it was medium sized and probably the thickest book here which I am very happy about.

 After the ceremony everyone from the church went home to celebrate with some
fresh potatoes for dinner which I myself don't really mind all that much, once we arrived at the church and starting eating suddenly Asta and Yuno said how they were going to the capital for the entrance exam.

The church leader asked if they were really sure they wanted to go in which they replied yes, he than asked me what I planned to do which I said that i'd also go to the capital for the exam, although reluctant the church leader allowed us to go since it is what we wanted to do,

he also asked when we would be leaving which we replied we would be leaving in 3 days
since the exam didn't start for another week and the journey should only take about 3 days leaving one day for us to see the capital, 3 days later after saying goodbye to everyone we headed off to the capital.

On the way to the capital I told Asta and Yuno that i'd meet them at the capital since I didn't really feel like going at their slow pace which they were okay with, as I lost sight of them I just sat down and decided I would add some magic to my grimoire.

The first magic I decided to add was a defensive type which instantly repairs itself as long as I have mana and it covers my entire body, it is also invisible to the naked eye which could be somewhat useful, the second magic was a support type which basically allows me to heal anything instantly.

I also made 3 other types of magic the first is super thin needles which are made of magic, which I can make into any element I want, and it also has unstoppable penetration power and moves faster than the eye can see, 

the second one I made was speed force which as long I have mana I can run at the speed of sound and or even faster, and the third is flying which is self explanatory and it can also be used with the speed force magic. 

And I of course had to make a magic so that I could teleport which allows me to teleport to anywhere I have been or a place that I know what it looks like, so with these new magic skills I decided that I would just teleport Asta, Yuno and I outside of the capital so I decided to catch up to them which took not long at all with using my eye to find them and than just using teleport,

because I appeared outta nowhere Yuno and Asta were quite shocked, after waiting for them to calm down I told them to grab onto my arm which they were hesitant about until in the next couple seconds we were instantly outside the capital, 

once we got into the capital we realised that we didn't have any money so I decided to secretly make a new skill in my grimoire called creation which basically allows me to create anything I can imagine be it living or non living.

With the new skill, I made 200,000 yul for the two of them which they were confused where I got it from but I refused to tell them so they quickly gave up and thanked me.

"Normal Thought"
'Inside Thought'
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Curiosity killed the cat, but satisfaction brought it back.
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"Children, don't forget to wash your hands first," said one of my favorite nannies in the orphanage, Miranda. "And use your utensil rightly,"

As the usual, the dining room was already full of the orphanage's inhabitant. Some nannies brought the food in while the other was ushering the children to wash their hands first. 

As for a one-year-old like me, I could do it alone without the adult's help, using children stool, a 'godly item' that I depended so much. Moreover, I already finished my potty training with this children stool as my witness. The result, I might be the most independent child in the orphanage - and proud of it.

After washing my hands, I sat on the higher chair along with the other one-year-old in the toddler table. Some nannies helped them having their dinner. On the table laid various kind of mashed-food with different colors. Ew! Mashed-food was the real evil. I glanced at the older children table, was full of regular foods. I envied them. So. Fucking. Much.

"Timun Mas, stop playing with your food," Miranda snatched my spoon and wiped the mashed-food on my left cheek. "Aaahhh… open your mouth wide, honey,"

'There, gone all of my independence,' pouted me.

I opened my mouth, following Miranda instruction to my embarrassment. Why? Because, I was famous for being the most obedient child in the orphanage, never throwing a tantrum and had the heart of an angel. So, I would not give up my good reputation easily for a trivial thing such as being spoon-fed.

Not so long, I finished my dinner so as the other. Miranda and other nannies took the toddler group to the playroom. We usually gathered here to hear storytelling before the bedtime.

Miranda sat in front of us, opening a box contained wood mannequins. 

'Mannequins? These are the first-time Miranda using them,' hummed me.

The first mannequin dressed in a greenish-blue gown made of soft, long and loose, looked-like a noble gown. The second mannequin had a feature of a king with a tiny crown wrapped around its head. Then, Miranda took several other mannequins with undistinguished-featured and started storytelling.

"Once upon a time, lived a beautiful princess-"

Miranda weaved her fingers, making the mannequin dressed in the noble gown moved. The princess-mannequin twirled around us, making all toddlers shrieked excitedly. It jumped according to where Miranda's fingers pointed. Later, the king-mannequin started to move too, walking toward the princess-mannequin.

All of the mannequins would look normal if not for the missing string. They were freaking stringless, but they moved according to Miranda's instructions. How could it be?

My bafflement was visible to the world. I could not focus on the story anymore, my attention fully captured by the strange occurrence that happened in front of myself. Different from me, the others did not find it as an oddity.

'What the hell is happening?' pondered me.

For now, the king-mannequin attacked by the other mannequins, struggling very hard for defending itself. From the other side, the princess-mannequin came for the rescue, its hands pushed out, releasing several white shafts of beams. The beam successfully made the other mannequins dropped down, indicating they were dead. However, before the last-mannequin dropped down, its hands ejected a long shaft of greenish-beam, making the princess-mannequin caught off guard. The beam pierced the center body of the princess-mannequin, restraining its movement. While then, the king-mannequin came to the side of princess-mannequin, holding its body tightly. However, the princess-mannequin life was too late to be saved.

"-and the princess became the hero of Nusantara Kingdom," finished Miranda.

In the blink of eyes, the story had ended, making me out of my reverie. Many questions popped into my head, how, how, and how. 

I looked at my surrounding, one by one, the sleepy toddlers held by the nannies and took them to their rooms, leaving me all alone. I sat there, looking at Miranda who stored back the mannequins to their respective place.

"How?" blurted me. "How did you move those mannequins? How can they shot shafts of a beam?"

After closing the box securely, Miranda silently examined me. The knowing glints flashed through her eyes.

"You are too smart for your age, child," said Miranda. "You realize things that the others by your age do not realize,"

After saying those sentences, Miranda's face looked older by ten years from her real age. Her grey eyes painfully emitted sadness. A minute had passed, we silently looked at each other. When Miranda realized I would not budge from my place if she did not answer my question, she quietly signaled me to come closer. 

I stood three steps away from Miranda. Miranda lifted her hand and began weaving her fingers, making the box flying. Instinctively, I reached out to the air between the box and Miranda's fingers. A foreign feeling spread through my fingers, then to my body. The sensation was similar to being electrocuted by static electricity. 

"Electricity?" asked me a bit surprised.

Miranda only looked at me strangely.

"Elec-tri-city?" repeated Miranda. "What is that?"

Damn. I forgot there was still no such thing in this world. I racked my brain to find an appropriate answer.

"Energy." Okay, that might be not the best answer. "What I mean is the energy,"

Miranda still looked at me strangely, but now there was an amused glint in there.

"Yes, it is an energy," Miranda moved the box up and down. "More precisely, it is magic,"

'Magic? Magic as in pulling a rabbit out of a hat?'

"No, it is not that kind of magic. And it is a hand trick, not magic," mused Miranda.

"H-how? Do you also read minds?" said me alarmed.

"No, honey. You said it aloud," chuckled Miranda. 

Miranda put back the box on the ground and began her explanation.

"Magic is the foundation of all energy in this world. Every living thing has magic inside its body." Miranda pulled my hands out.

"Human is special. We have two kinds of magic in our body. Imagine a jar of water. The malleable water protected by the hardness of the jar. It is the same for us. The magic inside our body called spiritual energy which protected by the magic in the exterior of our body called physical energy,"

Miranda gently pat my head and brought me to her embrace. A frown adorned my delicate forehead. I tried to accept the new logic of this world that how magic did exist here, and as natural as breathing.

Something sparked inside my mind, thinking about all the possibilities of using magic in the future. How I wanted to imitate spells from my favorite novel. Will they even work here? Do I need a wand to do magic in this world?

Magic was a breath of fresh air for me. I was born in the world where magic was only a work of fiction, nothing more nothing less. The budding of excitement toward a new thing shown on my face. Magic could make the impossible possible, like shooting shafts of a beam and controlling objects.

However, my excitement soon dimmed when remembering the mannequin's show of Miranda. While magic could bring excitement, magic also made murdering someone easier. You could call me naive, but for me, murder was never an option. Considering killing - no, hurting - someone would always make my mind unease, and I hate that feeling.

"Timun Mas, what are you thinking so hard about?" Miranda's voice pulled me out of my contemplation.
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The last two years of my life spent in this orphanage. I graduated from medical school and chose to work in the Anala Orphanage. I appointed as one of the medics in the orphanage. However, sometimes I also helped the nannies taking care of the children.

In the third year, I always thought nothing would surprise me anymore. I already used with the peaceful life of the orphanage. And how wrong I was.

I found myself staring at the most beautiful blue eyes I had ever seen. The pureness of the eyes was taking my breath away. The saying that eyes were the window to the soul was something I truly believed now. The feeling of protecting the owner of the eyes seeped into my soul. Preserving gem that already so rare in this rotten world.

"Hello, ma'am. Are you okay?" said the childish voice clearly.

I blinked my eyes repeatedly, focusing myself on the present. Stood before my eyes, a little girl not even reached my hips, her stance emitted politeness and looking at me with those beautiful doe eyes.

"What can I help you with, little one?" I crouched down from my position to even her height.

"I got lost, ma'am. I can not find the to-toddler p-playroom," pronounced the girl. The girl face scrunched up when she heard herself stammering at her sentence. What a cute little girl.

"Let me take you there." I was ready to pick up the girl when she tugged my hand tightly.

The expression of 'I can walk alone' clearly written on the girl's face.

'Well, if you want to walk by yourself, it's fine then,' thought me.

We started walking side by side, following the girl's walking pace. There was a moment of silence, but not the uncomfortable one.

"What is your name, little one?" asked me. "My name is Miranda Jagger,"

The little girl looked at me earnestly, contemplating either giving out her name or not. 

"My name is Timun Mas, ma'am." The little girl introduced herself while glaring me.

"Timun as in the cucumber? That vegetable is your name?" said me without restraint. "And Mas that means golden? Hilarious, so hilarious, child.

How can your parents give you that name? Golden Cucumber, hilarious, so hilarious,"

"My parents were dead, and you can not ask the dead," deadpanned the girl. "However, my name gave by the old matron lady, you can ask her by yourself,"

The girl said in an indifferent tone. Making my heart aching.

"Ah, I'm sorry. I was insensitive. How about we start over?"

The girl looked at me suspiciously and nodded her head.

"Only if you don't mock my name again." The girl pouted her lips. "Timun Mas is not even my real name,"

The girl whispered the last sentence quietly as if it was not mean to be heard by my ears.

"Nah, don't be sad, child. Whatever your name was, there is nothing better than your name now," 

Surprisingly, an approval nod came from the girl. She was not even throwing a tantrum. This girl was such a filial child.
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Since that day, I met Timun Mas more often. The girl only nodded her head politely when seeing me, sometimes asking my health too.

I also got more personal information about the girl from the old matron lady. Timun Mas abandoned on the day she was born at the backyard of the orphanage, without a name tag. Not only abandoned by her parents the girl also left nameless. It was the same as hoping the girl to die. How could such a filial and prodigy child created by those ungrateful parents?

Timun Mas's background made me want to understand her more. Not only as a nanny or a medic but also as a friend. A girl who behaved beyond her age, yet the innocence still there. That kind of girl would let herself broke beyond repair rather than fix it, like me. And I did not want that happen to the girl.

Therefore, I requested the old matron lady to appointed me as one of the nannies who took care Timun Mas's group age. The old matron lady accepted my request without asking. This girl, she must already seize the old matron lady's heart unconsciously.

Months passed by fast, this month was already the last month of the year. I was just finished assisting other nannies, spoon-feeding the toddlers. I knew that Timun Mas did not need my help with it, but I could not resist myself to help her. Her reaction was always cute to see.

This time, I was preparing myself for storytelling time. However, it was not the same as the usual. Today, I was using mannequins to help my story. I opened the box and bringing out all those mannequins. Then, I started my storytelling, using the moving mannequins to capture the toddler's attention. Many of them shrieked in the excitement even Timun Mas's was awestruck with my performance.

Soon, I finished my storytelling and began to store back those mannequins while other nannies took the toddlers to their room.

"How?" a familiar voice interrupted me. "How did you move those mannequins? How can they shot shafts of a beam?"

The curiosity on her eyes painfully reminded me of someone I knew so much in the past.

"You are too smart for your age, child," said me. "You realize things that the others by your age do not realize,"

Timun Mas's curiosity and intelligence better to be unknown. Otherwise, there would be many cunning wolves clawing their ways out to her. Ready to take advantage of the girl's situation. 

Then, I used my magic to float the box, weaving my fingers carefully. The girl even touched my magic bravely. To my amusement, the girl uttered a foreign term for my magic. Electricity. What is that?

I directly asked her, what electricity was. She flusteredly tried to deflect my question, and I let her. I began my explanation about magic. I explained it with the most simplistic definition and using an exemplum.

Various expression flashed through Timun Mas's face. Shock, disbelieve, confused, and excitement alternately. The girl was like an open book, easily conveyed her thought with her expressions.

However, Timun Mas's look suddenly changed into horror and despair. How could a child like you know those kinds of expression? What were you thinking Timun Mas? Were not you excited before?

"Timun Mas, what are you thinking so hard about?" asked me carefully.

Timun Mas seemed to murmur something with a small voice.

"What is it? You can tell me, honey."

"Hurting. It is easier for someone to hurt each other with magic," said the girl louder. "And I don't want to use magic to hurt someone,"

I stopped myself and examined Timun Mas earnestly. Then, I realized something.

"Ah, I'm sorry Timun Mas. Today's bedtime story must be a shock for you. You are more conscious and sensitive than any other child I've ever seen. Always contemplating things beyond your age, and it is not a bad thing to do. 

To not accepting something easily is a good quality that will help you in the future. Sometimes killing is also acceptable to protect someone you love though,"

"No. Killing is never an option." Timun Mas denied my statement. "It is selfish and wrong,"

"When you are older, you will understand it more. And I hope the time won't come anytime soon," said me knowingly.
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[UNDER CONSTRUCTION]

It always rang in my head all the time. Wasn't that just a legend? A legend that was told from generation to generation without knowing the original truth. Then why was I must go through it?

I was not the main character in that legend. Even if well-paid, I didn't fancy it. I wanted to live my teenage life as an average girl who could feel the sweet-bitterness of love, have a decent job and live well. 

In reality, my teenage resolution was falling apart since I fell asleep on that night. Lastly, do not ever trust the information contained in the story you've heard at all. After all, the legend that we heard only full of sweet words that hide the dark tragedy that occurred.

Sabrina Permatasari, a 17-year-old girl, who wanted her normal life back, after The Goddess of Fate snatched it from the girl. Sabrina who had always relied on 'brains over brute' must think again about her motto of life, after seeing the social life in which she placed now. 

The story of a girl who struggled to regain her regular life. By fulfilling the fate that the goddess had prepared for her. Many sacrifices had to be given by Sabrina to fulfill her destiny, but how much sacrifice could she give. Was she able to give up the love she succeeds in gaining? Leaving the people, she started to regard as one of the most valuable things? Would she choose her old family or her new family? 

All decisions were in the hands of a girl who condemned her unreasonable destiny, unconsciously influencing the fate of the world.

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This story  takes place in the fictional Japanese city of Aoi. Within this city lies a mystical orphanage where people are reincarnated into new beings. Whether they be humans, elves, nekos, kitsune, vampires, etc. Just about any humanoid creature that isn't a fursuit. They are here looking for a new proper home, trying to fit in with the rest of the community while learning about their own powers and possibly magic.
However, some people seek to use these powers for evil or possibly harness the power of these mythical beings.


Babies and toddlers begin to show signs of their mythical abilities around 6 months old, however, they aren't able to learn magic or how to properly use these abilities until they're at least one and a half years old. As they grow older and are taught more, they become stronger with these abilities.

Every story, as sad, horrible, terrible or heart wrenching it may be, has at least, its part of happiness as fleeting as it could be.
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Their love had been one like those seen so many times. The friends growing to cultivate feelings for each other without realizing it.

They had been neighbors and had played together since toddlers. They started walking around the same age and once they learned to talk they were most of the time, talking to each other. It wasn't that much of a change, just that the baby language they used now turned into something the adults around them could understand and laughed about when they judged it too cute or funny.

He distanced himself a bit once at school though, wishing to stay with his boy friends company, often arguing with her to stop following him. Quite the stubborn person she was, she wouldn't exactly listen and more often than not, she was surrounded by boys instead of playing with girls her age. A real tomboy she became, more daring than any boy when it comes to mischief.

The situation eased in middle school. She became a bit more feminine while he outgrew his childish temper.

By high school, they were back to being the best friends in the world, analyzing for the other the good and bad points of the person they were crushing on.

The revelation, by the time they were finished with university, was late to come but once she understood, she was fast to try and steal his heart. He mustn't marry, not if the one he chose wasn't her. Persistent, more than ever, he admitted, at last, his own changed feelings. They stopped beating around the bush, finally! The best friends in the world, successfully became lovers, later fiancé, and spouses.

Such a grant wedding it was, a happy occasion that reunited many families. The love story had reached its pinnacle and like most stories do, was now nearing its end.

There is just one step between hatred and love they say. Reason and folly should have about the same difference between them. Just a tiny step, so easy to take.

I just want to let you know that I have permission from the author Flameraiser
go check out the story on
https://www.fanfiction.net/s/11483808/1/Blood-Stained

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Hello everyone and welcome to my story. Few things to get out of the way before I start. This is my first time writing anything of my own free volition so sorry if it sucks. After a few years of roaming this site I have gotten bored of thinking and getting inspired by the stories and doing nothing about it. So this is my try at it. This is a cross over fic between harry potter and the avengers but the Avengers stuff won't come in till later so be patient with me. I'm also changing the Harry Potter universe timeline start so it syncs up with the Avengers timeline more. Also I suck at editing my own work so if anyone wants to help me by editing my work just pm and I will just probably give it to however messages me first. If anyone wants to give me constructive criticism, I would love to read it but no just flaming my work please.
Warning: Harry is going to be kind of a badass in this story. He won't be unbeatable but he will but hard to defeat around the later years. I'm also going to try to make him smarter but I'm not really that smart myself so I'm not sure how that's going to work out. Last but not least, I don't own Harry Potter or Marvel. Now let's continue to the story.
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August 6, 1995
Lily and James Potter could not be happier. It had been a week since Lily gave birth to a pair of twins named Harry and Arthur Potter. Both at the moment looked identical because of the grey eyes and no hair look that most babies had when recently born, however the healer at St. Mungos said that would be changing soon enough as long as soon as they grew a little more. They had already brought them both to Potter Manor since they were released from the hospital 3 days ago as soon as Lily was cleared. At the moment, James was currently trying to feed Harry his milk before he put him to bed for the night. James smiled down out at Harry.
"Drink up Harry, sooner you get bigger the sooner I can teach you to ride a broom." James cooed at the toddler. Harry showed no sign of even hearing what his father his father had even said as he was so intent on trying to gain as much milk down his throat as possible.
"What was that you said James? It almost sounded like you just expressed a desire to have our BABY on a broomstick." Lily said with a sharp edge in her voice as she walked in the room carrying Arthur, who she was also feeding. James paled as he turned around sharply, toddler still in hand.
"Now Lily, of course I meant when he had grown up more and was an appropriate age to ride when." James said hurriedly before he found himself sleeping on the couch. Again. Lily shot him a withering look that promised pain.
"Yes, I'm sure that's exactly what you meant. " Lily said, "It had better have been." She whispered just loud enough for him to hear. James chuckled awkwardly to try to defuse the situation before it got out of hand and Mount Lily erupted. Before the situation could defuse any further, their fireplace roared to life. Albus Dumbledore stepped out in all his glory.
"Good evening Lily, James. I hope I find you well on this summer evening." Dumbledore said with a grandfather smile and patented eye twinkle.
"Professor! It's great to see you. What brings you to our house this late in the evening? Not order business I hope. We did tell you we were taking some time off for our newborns didn't we?" Lily asked while James smiled at him from behind her.
"Calm down lils. I'm sure he just came to see little Arthur and Harry. Right professor?" James questioned. Dumbledore smiled again though this one did not quite reach his eyes.
"Unfortunately I have come here for a little of both and have sadly brought disturbing news wit. Perhaps it would be best to put the children to sleep for the night while I tell you what I came here tonight to say." Dumbledore told them. At this point, Lily and James started to look concerned by the serious tone that Dumbledore had just used. This did not bode well so they nodded before going to put both children down for bed. When they came back James immediately asked, "Alright Dumbledore, what's going on? No one in the order died di they? Has the war taken a turn for the worse?"
"No luckily but it sadly has not taken a turn for the better either." Dumbledore responded solemnly. "But that's not what I came here to talk about. I came to tell you grave news and it concerns your children" Dumbledore said as he looked at both of them to try and gauge their reaction from his statement. James looked concerned and full of worry. Lily had man y emotions flashing over her face at once. The primary ones seemed to be worry and anger.
"What news could possibly concern are children they are both health and out of danger of the war." Lily said with anger clear in her tone.
"I'm afraid a true prophecy has been told that can pertain your children. It states that a baby that was born as the seventh month dies will have the power to kill Voldemort. He will be born from those that have already thrice defied the dark lord. You and the Longbottoms are the only ones that this prophecy can pertain to. I have already informed the Longbottoms and now have informed you as well." Dumbledore said gravely.
"Wait isn't that a good thing. It basically says that one of our children will grow up to be able to kill Voldemort right?' Lily asked confused. Dumbledore sighed.
"Unfortunately no it doesn't. Voldemort has heard the prophecy as well and now has made both your sons and the Longbottoms child his top priority." Dumbledore stated.
Both Potters looked horrified as they finally understood what Dumbledore had been trying to tell them.
"Oh my God Albus. What do we do? We can't survive if Voldemort focuses all his forces on killing us. Will be dead by the end of the week!" James exclaimed loudly.
"Unfortunately were limited on options. The best one however would be to go into hiding." Dumbledore said. "I can perform the fidelus charm which will hide you from all but your secret keeper. Is this agreeable for you both?" Dumbledore questioned at both of them.
"What choice do we have? We have to protect our children at all cost." Lily said in a frightened whisper.
"Excellent. Then I will make all the necessary arrangements while you two decide who you will make your secret keeper. May I suggest one of your three friends James? You all seem as close as brothers and I'm sure all are trustworthy enough for such a position." Dumbledore said with a slightly warmer voice. James nodded silently, still trying to process all this information he had just heard.
"Well I suppose I shall take my leave. I shall come visit you in a week to see on who you've decided. Until then." Dumbledore finished as he threw the powder into the fire and flamed away. Leaving two distraught Potters.
October 31, 1996
It had been more than a year for the Potter family and much had changed. For starters, they no longer lived in Potter manor but in Potter Cottage which was under fidelus in Godrics Hollow. After much discussion. The Potters along with Sirius Black decided it would be best if they made Peter Pettigrew the secret keeper because no one would suspect him. The biggest change however was the growth of Harry and Arthur Potter. Harry had grown hair which was pitch black in color that clashed magnificently with his emerald green eyes. Arthur on the other hand had brown hair that seemed to be tinted with red which most decided was a mix between his father and mother. His eyes were also a goldish-brown in color and spread his child like warmth to whoever gaze in them.
On this particular Halloween night, James and Lily, who had been cooped up in the house since the fidelus was put on it, decided to go out to dinner.
"Now Peter, remember the boys need to be fed and in bed by no later than 7:30." Lily sternly told the slightly frightened looking Peter."
"Of course Lily. I'll make sure there in bed safe and sound by 7:30 on the dot. You two just go and enjoy a nice night out." Peter responded nervously.
"Come on Lily." James exclaimed. "Peter can handle the kids. Tonight is just you and me." James said while smiling at her. Lily smiled back.
"Well I suppose we should go then" Lily said. "Goodbye Harry, bye Arthur. Mommy will be back soon" she said too the two toddlers giggling on the couch. She smiled at them one last time before grabbing James's hand and finally saying goodbye to Peter before apparating away. As soon as they did, Peter dropped his nervous smile and looked at the twins with a slightly sad look.
"Sorry boys but you're in my master's way for immortality." Peter said solemnly. Both toddlers smiled back at him.
"Unca Wormy, Up, Up!" exclaimed both toddlers, clearly not having a clue what Peter was saying and simply wanted to be picked up. Wormtail sighed. He picked both boys up and took them to their rooms. Once he laid them down in their quiz he put them both to sleep. He then walked outside just past the wards were a being cloaked in black was waiting.
"The Potters have left I presume. Let's get this over with quickly Wormtail, I have other places to be." Voldemort hissed at the frightened rat man.
"Of course my lord. They are upstairs in the nursery waiting. Shall I wait outside?" Wormtail asked in fright.
"Yes. Prepare to leave soon. I won't be long." Voldemort hissed before walking into the house. He climbed the stairs before entering the nursery that house both Potter infants. He walked up to both and started to do what any evil villain would does when they meet their enemy. He started to monologue.
"Well if it isn't the twin Potters at last. I've had quite the time finding your location and figuring out how to kill you. But alas, we are at the end of the road." He stated confidently. At some point in his speech, young little Harry had woken up and stood in his crib to look at the funny looking man who seemed to like to talk more than his brother. Voldemort took notice of this.
"Ah has one of you woken to face me. How delightful. I was like to see the light fade from my 'enemies' eyes before they depart from this world." Said Voldemort with a hint of pleasure.
He pulled out his wand as Harry still looked on curiously and said the dreaded killing curse. "Avada Kedavra." He whispered. As the spell raced to Harry a magical barrier of pure white erected in front of him rebounding the spell and causing it to shoot back at the surprised dark lord. Before he could even make a noise of surprise, the spell hit him causing him to explode in what appeared to be a dark cloud. As that cloud spread, a piece seemed to latch onto the still sleeping form of Arthurs head and form a scar in the shape of a lightning bolt. As soon as the smoke disappeared, Wormtail came running in. He looked at both twins who were asleep again and his master's robes on the floor next to his master's wand. He also heard the familiar pop outside that signaled some just apparated to the property, likely feeling the magical disturbance in the wards. He quickly picked up the wand and was about to pop away before Dumbledore came in and yelled, "Stupefy."
Pettigrew was knocked out and Dumbledore assessed the rest of the situation. He looked at both twins and saw the scar on Arthurs head. He immediately knew that this boy was the child of prophecy. He heard more pops but relaxed when he heard Lily and James's voice calling up the stairs. When they ran into the nursery the immediately checked to see if their children were alright after seeing that there was no immediate threat. After checking over both of them the looked at Dumbledore.
"Dumbledore what's going on? What was the magical disturbance in the wards just now?" James yelled barely concealing his panic.
"It appears with Peters help, Voldemort was able to get into the house and attack your children." Dumbledore said as he gestured to the knocked out Peter. He then stroked his long white beard.
"It would also seem that Voldemort's attack failed due to young Arthur here." Said Dumbledore as he gently picked up Arthur and showed the scar on his forehead to his parents. Lily gasped.
"Is that…." She trailed off waiting for Dumbledore to confirm her thought process.
"I'm afraid it is the mark of his equal. I present to you Arthur the Boy-Who-Lived" Dumbledore said.
Meanwhile, Harry remained forgotten in his crib and would remain forgotten for a long time after this.
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Well that was tough. Tell me what you guys think of it. Really curious on what you thought. I know this chapter was pretty predictable because how often this type of story is used but I personally like it and the pain it causes Harry eventually leads to how strong he will get to defy all odds and expectations which I love. So make sure you guys review for me. Till next time. Peace.

Harry has been through a lot yet there are some perks to being as gifted as he is. So he's not going to just sit back and let the world shit on him. He's going to best the absolute best. First few chapters are hard to read. Get past those and I promise it gets better. Also, I know the beginning sounds very cliche. It's explained later so try to stick with it. M for bad stuff


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My redemption came from a place called Rowlett. The summer can be the busiest time for a public library, since many "Summer Reading Programs," generally take place to help encourage kids to read during the time away from school. The Rowlett Public Library was looking for a temporary, part-time library assistant to help ease the burden of all the excess foot traffic. Kids and their parents would come in flocks and droves to pick up books and weekly prizes for reading. The number of patrons per day doubled what it was during the winter. 
I didn't care that the post was only for four months, and that it was 23 miles away down I-30. It was $15 an hour for 25 hours per week, and that was a bounty compared to the previous year of fifty bucks here and there. When I interviewed, I tried to apply the lessons I had learned from some of my more disastrous interviews and tried to appear eager, competent, and intelligent. I didn't just want a job; I wanted one in a physical place, where I had a set schedule and had to get up every morning to be somewhere on time. 
I got it. It was heaven. I would work as a combined reference and circulation assistant. It was a small library, much smaller than Garland had been, but I was ecstatic just to be in a library, with its book smells and tiny noisespeople tapping on keyboards, newspapers rustling, pencils scratching on homework. I threw myself into checking books in and out, sorting, doing the twice hourly "walkabouts," and giving away little prizes for kids who read. I remember doing the same thing when I was a kid. The library is a fun and encouraging place to be. The library is cool. 
I loved getting to know the families who came in regularly, helping the people on computers apply for jobs (I wanted to tell them, "Just keep at it. I know what it's like to cast out a thousand fishing lines, hoping for a single bite."), or even helping someone find a DVD that was misplaced. 
Even the most aggravating days were nothing compared to the stress of stripping or being a nanny. I loved seeing the tiny toddlers look in wonder at the bubbler machine at the end of Story Time; I loved the rhythm of every day: opening the doors, seeing the same guy in the same outfit come in to read the newspaper, then sit at the computer, joking and laughing with my coworkers and learning each person's humor. I loved hearing the children shriek and laugh at the puppets in the corner, and even loved explaining to exasperated patrons that this library was not a "shushing" library. It was so small that quite often the noise of the children's corner or Story Time would offend the people who thought that libraries should be sanctuaries of silence. (I informed them that behind the stacks was much quieter, and indeed it was.) 




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Because Leonard and Zach were not very familiar with Instructor Nell, they did not ask any further questions about the 2 children and only watched the 2 children being spoiled by Anastasia and Tiana.
"Sister Anna, didn't you promise to cook for us today? I'm already hungry, hihi." Dillon cheerfully grabbed Anastasia's hand to start cooking.
"Leo, Zach come on in." Anastasia invited two men who fell behind her. She was a little surprised by what made them speechless, was it because of these two children or because they were surprised that Anastasia was asked to cook?
Anastasia, Tiana and Zach go to the kitchen to cook while Leonard chooses to play with Dillon and Dylan in the living room.
"Zach, why did you come to the kitchen too? Let me and Tiana cook. Don't tell me that you can't get along with children." Anastasia
Since Anastasia wanted to learn to cook, it is a little embarrassing if a man saw her who was going to learn to cook. She did not know since when that establishment emerged, maybe after Anastasia decided to be able to cook.
"It's not that I can't get along with the kids, but I'm avoiding the grandmother of the two kids." Zach said in a low voice, and tried not to call the old woman by her name.
Zach's expression became strange when he was discussing Ma'am Esther. But that didn't make Anastasia give Zach any mercy for bothering her to cook. Dillon and Dylan were already expecting to eat Anastasia's cooking today, she could not break the trust of 2 cute little kids.
"Zach! Ma'am Esther is on the way here." Anastasia saw that Ma'am Esther was walking towards the kitchen.
Zach, without thinking, immediately hid from Ma'am Esther.
"Ah, Miss Anastasia and Miss Tiana. Thank you for bothering to come and play with Dillon and Dylan. I never thought you brought two of your friends too. According to Mr. Leonard, you are with Mr. Zach, where is he?" She really immediately looked for Zach's whereabouts, Ma'am Esther really looked excited while looking for him.
"Why are you looking for Zach, ma'am?" Anastasia is actually a little curious about what happened to Ma'am Esther and Zach. While Ma'am Esther was excited by Zach's presence, on the other hand, Zach was even afraid of Ma'am Esther's presence.
"He knows a lot about the world of cooking and can cook very well at cooking. I want to teach him more." Ma'am Esther looked for Zach in the kitchen.
"Erm ... He's ... on the backyard. You can find him there." Actually she wanted to tell Ma'am Esther that Zach was hiding behind a cupboard, but after seeing how scared Zach was with Ma'am Esther. Anastasia changed her mind not to tell Ma'am Esther.
"Boy Zach ~ where are you!" Ma'am Esther immediately believed Anastasia's words and immediately went to the backyard, calling Zach with a funny call.
Anastasia feels guilty for lying to Ma'am Esther who only wants to learn to cook from Zach. She thought she would bring Zach to Ma'am Esther another time. Getting Zach out of the kitchen was her main goal now.
"Anna! Has Ma'am Esther left?" Zach spoke softly at the back of the cupboard.
"Yes, she's looking for you in the backyard. You can get out of there and find shelter in the living room with Leonard. The kitchen is no longer safe for you." Anastasia makes a gesture that asks Zach to leave immediately.
Zach immediately sneaked and left the kitchen. Tiana who was taking groceries from the cupboard, giggled at Zach who was avoiding Ma'am Esther.
"Hihi, I never thought Zach was so afraid of Ma'am Esther. My expectations about the handsome Zach and a man who has a cold gaze have been broken." Tiana looked happy at Zach and Anastasia's play.
"Hmm, so you looked at Zach with that look, huh?" Anastasia grinned knowing that Tiana thought Zach was cool. Has Tiana put her heart into Zach? It's quite interesting to explore.
"Ah ~, not the look of love as you mean. It's like awe feelings to him, he is good at cooking and gardening. Rarely a prince can do both things." Tiana wagged her hand and bow head with a blushing face.
"... Well, I believe in you." Anastasia spoke mockingly to Tiana. As if her words and thoughts were different.
"I'm telling the truth, come on Anna believe it." Tiana whined.
Because Anastasia has asked to cook, she will be the chef this time and Tiana will be her mentor. Even though it was a little difficult because it was her first experience cooking in the kitchen directly, she managed to make 2 dishes for dinner.
"Dinner for everything is ready." Anastasia and Tiana brought 2 pans that were still billowing onto the dining room table.
"Uwaa, dinner is ready." from behind the wall Dillon and Dylan run after hearing Anastasia's call and smell the delicious aroma of cooking.
"Wow, it's finally over." Zach spoke like an old man.
"Gosh, what happened to you Zach?" Tiana was surprised by Zach's slightly tattered appearance, and his messy hair.
"I never thought that 2 damn brats, really excited while playing." Zach walked unsteadily to the dining table.
"Hey, watch what you're saying, Zach." Anastasia stab finger to Zach's waist.
"Aw, aw. It hurts, Anastasia."
"Zach was totally finished off by Dillon and Dylan." Leonard sits at the dining table across from Dillon.
"You were tottaly finished off by two 3 year old kids? Pfft, that's ridiculous Zach." Anastasia stifled her laughter.
"I just relented, if they weren't toddlers, I might have eaten them." Zach defends himself so as not to damage his honor.
"But how can Leonard be safe with Dillon and Dylan." Anastasia wonders why Leonard is still safe unlike Zach.
"The blonde-haired brother is good, he tells an interesting story." Dillon, who has been sitting in a special chair for his, explains why Leonard was not attacked by Dillon.
"Gray haired brother, he looks evil." Dylan talked about men who look ruffled.
Anastasia smiled a little when she heard Leoanard who could get along with children. Anastasia's smile misunderstands Zach.
"All right, I just have no experience with toddlers. Feel free to laugh at me." Zach blushes and looks away from Anastasia.
"Ah, don't get me wrong, Zach. I'm not laughing at you. Let's eat." Anastasia shakes her head, and invites them all to dinner.
Anastasia cooks soup with meat and vegetables and pasta, Dillon and Dylan take Pasta, and Leonard, Tiana and Zach take soup.
She did not immediately eat the food before all of them had commented on her cooking. Especially the comment from Leonard, Anastasia began to feel restless as they started to take food from the pan, she hunched posture and played with her hair to wait for their comments.
"Um, delicious." Dillon sucked in a long paste.
"That's right, Dillon. Sister Anastasia's was delicious too." Dylan compared Anastasia's cooking with Tiana's yesterday.
Anastasia's restlessness breaks when Dillon and Dylan comment on her cooking while continuing to sip the green paste. But she is still waiting for comments from Leonard who was still researching the food in his spoon. Until finally him ate the thick soup.
"... Is this Anna cooking?" Leonard put the sedok in his bowl, and asked Anastasia who was still playing with her hair.
"Emph, yes. I cook with Tiana's help. Isn't it good?" Anastasia hesitated a little when answering Leonard's question, she could have said that Tiana cooked it. But she is sure that the food she cooks is delicious, because she has followed Tiana's entire recipe.
Leonard didn't give a strange expression after eating her soup, nor did he vomit. She is increasingly convinced of her cooking.
"Not bad. This is delicious, good job Anna." Leonard continued the second and third bites.
"For starters, this includes edible foods." Zach, who is also a chef, also commented. But his comments, including praise or insults?
At least Anastasia was happy that the two men didn't vomit up her first meal. She could breathe a sigh of relief and was delighted. Maybe she would add cooking to her list of hobbies.
"Hmm, I'm full. Thank you for the meal, Sister Anastasia, Sister Tiana." Dillon and Dylan looked down in gratitude.
"You're welcome, Dillon and Dylan." Anastasia and Tiana smiled back cute when the two children thanked them.
After washing and tidying the cutlery, the four of them prepared to return to the dormitory. When they were about to say goodbye to go home, Dillon and Dylan hugged Anastasia's legs.
"Sister Anna, tomorrow you will come here again, right?" With a pained expression Dillon made sure that his new sister would come to his mansion again.
"Of course, I, Sister Tiana, Brother Leonard and Brother Zach will come here again, and cook you delicious dishes." Anastasia put down her bag and hugged two toddlers who looked pitiful.
"Where's Ma'am Esther? We're going home." Tiana is looking for Grandma Dillon and Dylan.
"Eh! Ma'am Esther!" Anastasia forgot about Ma'am Esther because she was too fixated on making good food. Until she forgot to call Ma'am Esther who was still looking for Zach in the backyard.


Anastasia Clarke was the daughter of a wealthy family, unfortunately she was born with a disability.

Her beauty was never revealed because of her routine at home. She couldn't do activities like normal people, because she spent more time on the bed.

On her 16th birthday became her fateful day, she was reincarnated into a world where the impossible was possible while the dreamer's reality. Everything was changed when Anastasia Clarke awakened to a new world.

She was reincarnated as the first princess of the Odeviel Kingdom in her new life. When she was awakened in her new life, a handsome and sweet prince was sleeping on the edge of Anastasia's bed.

Somehow, the Prince decided to get engaged to her all of a sudden, she could only be surprised to hear that because she had just awakened her new life and didn't know anything about the problems that had happened.

Could Anastasia be able to live her new life well? Even though in her previous life she was just a girl who was sick and had no experience as a royal bloodline and the fiancé of a Royal Prince?
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This is my first book ever written. Apologize for the bad writing. I am slowly editing it but it takes time. Once you get to the next chapter, the quality gets much better.

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