I wake up to find myself in the infirmary with professor quirrel sitting on the bed next to me. I try to sit up and Loki shoots up in excitement ~ hatchling is awake! big people have been visiting lots and the weird smelling one has been bringing me rats! he can speak too!~ I stare in shock for a moment before asking ~Loki have you seen my bag~~ ooh ooh yes, your bag is by the nest~ 'nest? oh, the bed. ' I grab my bag from the table and place it in my lap but as I look down I notice something... "WHAT THE FUCK" madam Pomfrey comes running into the room in a panic "what is going on?!?" I start freaking out "WHERE ARE MY CLOTHES?!? AND WHY THE FUCK DO I HAVE TITS!?!" madam Pomfrey and professor quirrel who has just woken up both stare at me momentarily before bending over with laughter. as I look I notice that quirrels eyes are red meaning tom are in control. between bouts of laughter he wheezes " of all things, you ask why you have tits!?!" I also begin laughing after realizing what I said " oh my god"
once we have all calmed down, after about twenty minutes. madam Pomfrey speaks up "how are you feeling dear?" " who put firewhiskey in my coffee 'cause I have one hell of a hangover" tom chuckles " well you can rest assured that nobody spiked your coffee, though I do wonder how you know what a hangover feels like. you were poisoned with aconite and that mixed with being stabbed in the kidney with a diffindo, caused you to go through an early creature inheritance" "well that why do I have tits and why am I wearing clothes fit for a goddamned stripper?" they both seem shocked for a moment before madam Pomfrey answers me " you are a succubus dear that is why you look like that" " I know I am a succubus, I took a test at Gringotts. but why do I have a bigger chest than most seventh years and why can't I change that as a metamorphagus? and that does not explain my clothes, or should I say my lack of" tom answers me this time " well that makes this a lot easier to explain. I have no idea why you can't change it but your clothes probably came from your magic desire to preserve your modesty and the reason your clothes cover so little is due, once again, to your magic as a succubus as they typically wear less clothing due to being sexual creatures." I blink owlishly at him for a moment before I snap out of it " can someone summon my trunk, I need new clothes, a mirror, my plushie, and I need my training dummy to beat up before I attack something" I say matter of factly. Madam Pomfrey seemed shocked for a moment before summoning it and tom howls with laughter. thirty seconds later my trunk comes flying into the room and settles on the bed ~ open up bitch~ I hiss the password and tom starts struggling to contain his laughter " I will be back in an hour, please nobody call the headmaster, I will explain later" and I disappear into my trunk,
I rush straight to the mirror and am shocked I use my abilities to shorten my hair to hip length and take another look my eyes still look the same but that's about it. I stand at about 5"3" and have a d cup chest. I have plump, red, lips and my face has slimmed down. I have an hourglass figure and long legs. I also have pointed ears, black claw-like nails, fangs, and long lashes. I have two small horns hidden in my hair as well. " I look fifteen again...I LOOK FIFTEEN AGAIN!!! HAHAH" I yell in excitement before running to take a shown. after I dry my hair, I grab some clothes and they automatically resize.
she also has these markings
I step out of my trunk back into the infirmary to see that it is just me and tom in the room. I take a seat on the bed and turn to look at him ~ I know who you are tom and I know you understand me. I am on your side~ he looks up shocked and takes a seat on the bed across from me ~ why should I trust you~ I look him dead in the eyes ~enter my mind~ he smirks and does as I said
tom enters my mind alone leaving quirrel in control of the body. he looks to be about nineteen years old. my mindscape looks like my hut. I walk over to the bookshelf where all my memories are stored in books labeled in parseltongue and pick up a small gold one and give it to him " look through these" he does. I watch as he looks at the memory of my Gringotts test, the Dursleys, the court meetings, and my memories of dark magic and ways to help him. once he finishes he looks at me with shock, love, and... hope? before putting the book back and pulling me into an embrace. we stay like that for a few minutes before he speaks " got help from the Malfoys and Severus, try to get black on board. there is a ritual we can do over yule, we just need the diary, diadem, ring, and locket. I should be able to get my body back." I look up at him " we will do it at yule but is there a way for you to leave the professor now and join the locket, it is in my bag" he looks thoughtful for a moment before nodding and we both leave the mindscape.
back in the infirmary I grab the locket and watch in awe as the soul-shard possessing the teacher transfers to the locket and quirrel alls onto the bed. I run over to check his pulse, dead. I position him so that he is laying down before grabbing my pen and paper to start writing a letter to the Malfoys
dear Lucius Malfoy
I need your assistance over yule break at the black townhouse. please bring the book frow 'Him' we are bringing him back. I also need you to go to the gaunt shack and retrieve the ring hidden under the floorboard whatever you do DO NOT PUT IT ON it will kill you if you do. bring snape with you when you go to the black home, we need his help for the ritual.
it is about time the king returns
Azalea potter black
as soon as madam Pomfrey returns and sees quirrel she lets me leave so they can investigate what happened and I go to the owlery and send the message
now, how do I get Padfoot on board?
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Rise Of The Dark Lady
FanfictionA 16-year-old girl is reincarnated as Azalea Potter and decides to do things her way.( and maybe fall in love along the way.