Daughter of Flame by sakurademonalchemist

Chapter 1

Hey everyone!  Normal warnings. I don't own this, none of it. If I did I would be rich and not eat cups of soup every day.

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It was the single most important letter of her life, easily trumping her Hogwarts letter.

Her mother informed her that her father might not be her father, and that she had to undergo a very specific ritual in order to bypass whatever it was keeping the two worlds apart.

Lily, having been an Unspeakable before her pregnancy (chosen among the group for the dubious fact that she was muggleborn and therefor expendable in the eyes of the Ministry) had met a man on the last day of the assignment and woken up without her clothes and with the worst hangover you could imagine.

Naturally, she immediately assumed she had gotten rather drunk and slept with the man she had been chatting with. A captain in the military force in a place called "Central" which was in what the Ministry believed to be an alternate world.

There, alchemy (a long forgotten and not very popular branch of magic) not magic, was prevalent.

The man she had been chatting with, a Roy Mustang, was a bit of a flirt but still a better conversationalist than her husband.

After realizing what must have happened, Lily had known better than to inform her husband. Instead she made it look like their 'reunion' upon her return had produced the child, since what little she remembered of the Mustang was that he had black hair about the same shade as James. In fact he looked quite a bit like her husband, only without the Potter's penchant for having a bird's nest for hair.

Since James had no idea that there was a chance the child wasn't his, he registered his 'son'...let it be said that at the time he had gotten very, very high on pain potions from the way Lily had broken his hand five times, which meant he couldn't just vanish it since she had an iron grip on him since "he" got her in that state to begin with)... with the goblins, thus making her the Potter heir even if James wasn't the father.

Now, even if she didn't know the specifics of pure blood society, she did know one thing about the Ministry.

If they found out there was a chance James Potter wasn't her father, they wouldn't hesitate to try and use that as an excuse to take her inheritance away from her and make her life harder than it needed to be in the long run.

So she kept her silence, however she did one thing that most of her supporters would have looked askance at.

She moved anything she might feel an iota of anger or pain losing into a shoulder bag that she kept on her at all times. And when it wasn't with her (like say, when she was in the shower), she kept it hidden under her invisibility cloak.

Inside the bag was enough gold to give her a nice chunk of whatever currency was used, the photo album, books she often used for reference material (both mundane and magical), any potion she thought might be useful in any given situation (namely of the healing variety), a sharp knife, food, water, and whatever clothes she found 'acceptable' to wear.

Needless to say Dudley's cast-offs did not make that short list.

Shortly after the end of her fourth year, Angel "Harry" Potter had enough of magic and never wanted to see Hogwarts again.