Country Road

Summary: Learning that she wasn't a Potter by blood won't have happened if she hadn't taken Divination. And in the end, Harry ended finding more than her biological family. FemHarry-is-FemTsuna.

Just a warning: FemHarry, FemHarry-is-FemTsuna, SkyFlames!FemHarry, AU, Good!Dumbledore, SkyFlames!Dumbledore, RainFlames!Neville, LightningFlames!Hermione, CloudFlames!Luna, MistFlames!Twins, StormFlames!Sirius, SunFlames!Unknown (Guess! XD)

I don't own Harry Potter and KHR, J.K Rowling and Amano Akira does!

Chapter Three

Whatever Minerva expected to find after she received the frantic Otter Patronus from Miss Granger it certainly wasn't her students in panic and a house bathed with what few muggles called Dying Will Flames and that the few Magicals that knew about it called Soul Magic.

"Soul what?" Mr. and Mr. Weasley blinked as she informed the group of her findings.

They were all sitting in the living room. Mrs. Sawada had been placed under a heavy Sleeping spell and was now laying in what they guessed to be her bed upstairs.

Mr. Longbottom perked up, "You mean like SunflowerCore and Lavender Core?" He blushed when his friends stared, "Don't look at me like that. I didn't name it."

Minerva chuckled.

She wasn't surprised that Mr. Longbottom knew about Soul Magic. Madam Longbottom tried to forget it, but the boy's Great-Grandfather, a Squib, was able to use it and must have left information about the subject in the library at the family Manor before the woman kicked her father-in-law out of the place.

"Indeed, Mr. Longbottom. That's correct."

The boy smiled.

Miss. Granger looked troubled and a little irritated, "I never heard about Soul Magic."

Minerva looked at one of the smartest witches of this generation. Miss. Granger's biggest problem was that she thought that she had to know everything. Thankfully, her friendship with Miss. Potter and the others showed her that there would always someone better than her in a subject or another and that she couldn't be the first in everything and maybe, with time, they could also help her with her exaggerated desire of knowledge before it brought her problems.

"I'm not surprised with that Miss. Granger," Minerva said before the girl could start ranting, "In Britain, the only ones alive that know about it are Dumbledore, the Zabinis, the Longbottoms, Mr. Black, the Olivanders and my own Family."

Before she could continue, Miss. Potter leaned in her seat, "Mr. Black? You mean Sirius?"

"Yes." Minerva nodded with a smile, "Now, not much it's known about it aside of the fact that Muggles and Squibs have more chances to use it." She raised one of her hands to stop the teens from shouting out their questions, "Soul Magic is the physical representation of one soul, it is present in all sentient and living beings but magical cores like Light and Dark block it from manifesting in witches and wizards. That's why only Muggles, Squibs and those with Grey Cores, like Dumbledore, can use it without any consequence."

The twins stared at her as if she was insane, "Dumbledore's Light." They informed her, "Everyone knows that."

Miss. Granger and Mr. Longbottom nodded while Miss. Lovegood shook her head with an amused smile and Miss. Potter snorted.

The green eyed girl crossed her arms, "He is Grey alright. Someone like Dumbledore, who has lived for so long and saw so much, couldn't possible be the straight Light Wizard people like to see him as."

"Very well said, Miss. Potter." Minerva smiled at the girl who shrugged with a grin, "Now… What I was going to say? – Ah, yes. Every big Magical Community has their own names to call the seven different cores of Soul Magic. The European Communities, as Mr. Longbottom gave the examples early, uses Flowers. Muggles like to use names related to Weather."

Her sharp eyes scanned the house, narrowing at the pictures on the wall.

"I can't know for certain since I can't use Soul Magic but this house and Mrs. Sawada seems to have been tempered with by a user of Lavender Core. Its power is more focused in Illusions and mind tricks." She pursued her lips.

Miss. Lovegood looked sad as she rested her head against Miss. Potter's shoulder, "Poor Sawada Nana… She has lived in a Illusion for the last thirteen years."

"Who would do something like this?" Miss. Granger rubbed her arms, her eyes a little moisty at the thought of what had been done to the biological mother of one of her best friends, "This is sick."

Miss. Potter narrowed her eyes in thought, "What I want to know is why. The who is already a little obvious."

The twins took a sharp breath, "You can't possibly mean –"

"You think her husband did it." Mr. Longbottom's voice was nothing but a whisper.

Minerva's eyes widened in alarm, "Miss. Potter! You can't just throw accusations around like that!"

"Where has he been then? You said so yourself, Professor, he hasn't showed up in more than a decade and the woman laying unconscious upstairs has been living a lie."

"We need poof before starting to point fingers around." Miss Lovegood said.

Miss Potter snarled and stood up. Minerva looked into those intense green eyes changed and flashed amber orange, "Very well then – Professor. Tells us all you know about this Soul Magic. We need to understand it before going to look for answers."

Minerva sighed when her other students sat straight and nodded, ready to follow any orders Miss Potter gave them. The Transfiguration Professor wasn't even surprised at the girl decision. Lily and James Potter's daughter wasn't one to let others suffer and no one would stop her until she got what she wanted. There was nothing she could do about it but be there for her students and ask Dumbledore for guidance.

She just hoped everything would end well.

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After altering Nana's memory of their visit. The group walked back to the hotel. Professor McGonagall immediately contacted Headmaster Dumbledore and while they spoke, the teens tried to do their homework as they thought about everything that had happened so far.

The atmosphere between them felt a little dark and heavy and not even the twins had the strength to come up with a joke. None of them could believe or accept what happened to Sawada Nana.

They didn't know the woman but no one deserved to live in a lie for so long.

"What we are going to do now?" Hermione muttered.

"We will find my sperm donor and demand answers." Harry said as if it was obvious. The twins nodded while the others looked at her.

"Don't joke like that, Harry." Neville said to his sister in all but blood, "We couldn't simply find the man and shake the answers of what happened to Mrs. Sawada from him."

Harry looked away. That wasn't a joke. She was seriously.

Sawada Nana wasn't her mother but the woman was still an innocent being used and manipulated. She felt that she needed to do something to help somehow.

"Albus will ask for a group of Healers to see Mrs. Sawada tomorrow. They will explain the situation to her and then warn us when Miss. Potter can go to see her."

"What we are going to do until then?" Fred asked.

George frowned, "We will have to go back to Hogwarts?"

McGonagall shook her head, "No, no. Why don't you all train while we wait from any news from the healers? Weren't you planning to participate from the International Dueling Championship?"

"How we're going to train?" Hermione frowned. The others muttered their agreement.

The Transfiguration Professor smirked,

"Leave that to me."

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Dumbledore watched sadly from the little window at the door as the Healers talked to the inconsolable Sawada Nana; explaining about magic, what had been done to her and how they learned about her situation.

She took the discovery of Magic well. Apparently, her grandmother had always talked about a hidden world of magic, she had just never believed in the woman. But learning that she had lost thirteen years of her life and that her daughter had to see her act the way she had been acting was just too much for her.

The Healer patted her shoulder and walked out of the room, nodding to Dumbledore as he passed by him.

The old Headmaster took a moment to breath before he opened the door and stepped into the room.

"Are you the psychologist they said would be sent to see me?" Nana whispered, looking down at her hands.

Dumbledore smiled gently,

"No, dear. I'm the Headmaster of Hogwarts." He said, "It's a magical school."

"My daughter is student there…" She held back a sob, tears streaming from her eyes, "The docto – healers said so."

"Ah yes… Miss. Potter is a brilliant student. One of the best that we have."

"Potter." Nana looked up at him, "Is that the name she is using?"

Dumbledore paused before answering.

He truly didn't want to upset the young woman more than she already was. But Potter was Harry name and the Potters were her parents. There was no other way to see it or tell her in kind terms that she neither knew nor did she want to know her original name.

Nana smiled sadly, "What's her first name?"

"Harmony."

"It's a beautiful name. Did her adoptive parents pick it up?" She stopped, her eyes widening and she looked more worried than sad, "Do her adoptive parents know she is in Japan?"

Dumbledore blinked before he smiled.

He could see where Miss Potter got her kindness from.

"Unfortunately, the Potters died long ago… They were also old students of mine." He smiled, recalling the happy and arrogant James and the fierce and gentle Lily.

"Oh…" She started crying again, "That's horrible. W-Would you tell me more them? A-And my daughter?"

Dumbledore patted her hands.

"What would you like to hear dear?"

Nana smiled a little.

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