294A/n: Hii everyone! I hope you like this new story of mine. I didn't know I had this story in my drafts, and decided to publish it. I don't think it's much likable, coz I have a feeling fem!Harry may turn out a bit OOC, but well, hey, I tried. So, read at your own cost!
SUMMARY: AU/Fem!Harry: Why was she the unlucky one to once again be dumped into a world full of utter morons? What did she do in her previous life to deserve this –wait, don't answer that. Fem!Harry-as-Master-Of-Death, Warring-Clans Era, Fem!Harry-born-as-youngest-sister-of-Madara-and-Izuna
DISCLAIMER: Yeah, yeah I don't own Naruto and Harry Potter.
WARNING: Language, fem!Harry's sarcasm, Weasleys and Dumbledore Bashing, Death-is-a-moron, plot holes.
Don't like, Don't Read.
"It was not, after all, so easy to die."
― J.K. Rowling, Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows
Lilliana Potter's life wasn't exactly all sunshine and daisies, as one would believe. The first Seventeen Years of her life had been nothing but a series of traumatic incidents one after the other. Sure, some great things happened during that time –like when she learned that she was a witch, and then she got to Hogwarts and made friends, meeting Sirius and Remus, blah, blah, blah. But you can't deny the fact that nothing in this world can compare to all the shit she had been through. One would believe that after going through all this, she'd be used to it. But no, she wasn't. There were still some things that can startle her. But those things have been lessening day by day.
She was fed up with everything. Even after ten years since she had defeated Voldemort, the damn Media won't leave her alone. And apparently, there are still some dark wizards who have a grudge against her for killing their Dark Lord, and hence she has to endure their puny ass attempts at murdering her. And not only that, but she also has to endure conversations with utter morons who she once dubbed as her 'friends'. Sure, her Godson Teddy is quite different from those idiots, but lately Ron's stupidity is rubbing off him, and that can be amusing for only sometime.
Merlin, what she won't do to visit some place where people are at least remotely interesting and not retarded like the people in Magical Britain.
She knew that everyone thought her to be stupid enough to play in their hands. It wasn't until in her early twenties that she realized that she had been manipulated by the old coot Dumbledore the whole time during her Hogwarts Years, because what kind of Moron would appoint dangerous and unstable teachers every year who had an obsession with killing her or harming her in the most possible way? She had a feeling that Dumbledore had been trying to get her killed, though he never succeeded. She had been a scapegoat for him, whom he had been taking care of only to butcher her at the right time. She also came to know later on in her life that Hermione and Ron had their own ulterior motives to become her friends. Ron's was so obvious- he wanted to be famous and what's better than to be known as the best friend of the girl-who-lived? And Hermione, well, she still can't understand what her motives could've been, but she had a feeling it was to somehow have a control on her so as she could do everything Hermione asked her on a whim, or something of that sort.
It was sad, really, that the people she thought like her family thought of her as nothing but a prized possession that they could use at their time of need. But still, a family is a family. In a twisted sense, she had come to accept their short-comings. Even though most of them were utter morons whose only goal in their lives were to manipulate her for their own needs, she had come to like them –how twisted that made her be. She had turned out to be so desperate for familial love that she had to accept these people as her precious ones.
How sad…
But even though she accepted these morons as her family, she can't deny the fact that she was getting bored and fed up with them. She was getting fed up with fake praises, backstabbing friends and not-so-amusing attempts of murder. She wanted to have an adventure of some sort, if only to get over her boredom.
So when her dearest servant Death offered her a chance at the 'Next Great Adventure', she only said "Yes Please."
But when she opened her emerald green eyes the next moment with a pair onyx eyes staring lovingly at her, with her motor control turned to mush and a primary instinct to scream the hell out, it took her a few seconds to realize that she had been reborn as a baby and the first thought she had was-
Death, you lazy moron! Would it have killed you wipe out my previous memories?
And later when she realized that she had been born in a Ninja world in a clan filled with stuck-up bastards that took pride in their funky red eyes she was cursing up a certain spirit of Death in the confines of her mind.
If I ever get my hands on you, then you're so dead.
Sayuri Uchiha- this is what her name is in this life. Figures. Whatever world she ends up in, she can't get rid of her Flowery name. Not like she wants to get rid of it or something. She's glad she got to keep her name bestowed to her by her parents. However many times she gets reborn in or to whomever she gets born to, for her, James Potter and Lily Evans Potter would always be her parents.
Compared to James Potter who was known to be quite a warm and jovial person by his peers, her new Father was a douche bag –through and through. Tajima Uchiha, the Uchiha Clan Head –who, unfortunatey, also happens to be her father- is quite a stern man who apparently hates her guts. Well, it's not like she likes him too. She heard rumors that he didn't want her to be born, but her new mother –Bless her soul- fought tooth and nail against him and conceived her- though the poor woman didn't live much more than a few minutes after the child birth and could only hold her daughter and name her in her last moments. Akira Uchiha had been a kind and loving woman, quite opposite to her douche of a father. Too bad she didn't get the chance to meet her. She had a feeling that Akira was quite like her Mom Lily Evans Potter. It would've been great to get to know her.
Her looks were quite similar to how she looked in her previous life. She got black hair, pale skin and a round face with wide eyes. She had to admit, she was a cute baby. Though her emerald green eyes, which had once been her pride and joy, this time around turned out to be her bane of existence as people started speculating her as a Bastard Uchiha child of Tajima, which sadly did nothing to satiate that man's anger.
In her previous life, she had been an only child, without any parents or a sibling, with just a moronic Uncle Vernon and Aunt Petunia and their dumb son Dudley as relatives. But in this life, she had five brothers, who were all older than her. The oldest was Madara Uchiha, eight years older than her, known to be a prodigy among the clan. He is quite strict, but he loves his siblings dearly. The second one was Daisuke Uchiha, who was a year younger than Madara, and a total jack-ass. His 'holier-than-thou' attitude pisses her off to no end. That bastard even pinched her ass when she didn't react to his glares. Who the heck abuses a six months old baby like that?
Jerk.
The next were the Terrific twins- Ren and Ken Uchiha, who were five years older than her. They were her absolute favorites, and the most funny people she had ever met. They actually reminded her of the Weasley twins, what with their beaming smiles and knack for pranks. They always got into trouble with her new father, but no amount of punishment and death glares can make them stop their antics. They would make her laugh by making funny faces, and would even smuggle sweets to her. She had a feeling Madara knew of their antics, but didn't rat them out since he was weak under the power of her 'puppy-dog eyes'. Out of all her siblings, she loved the twins the best. They were the most normal of the bunch.
The last, but not the least was Izuna Uchiha, who was three years older than her. Izuna adored Madara and followed him around the Uchiha compound like a puppy. He was such a brat, really. He would get jealous whenever Madara spent any time with her. He didn't care about his other brothers. It was like his world revolves around Madara. Honesty, she had never seen such a stuck up brat before. Compared to him, even Draco looks like a saint!
Even if Izuna acted like a brat most of the times, it was an undeniable fact that he loved her too.
If she was being truthful, than she would believe that every single one of her brothers loved her in their own twisted way. Madara showed it by subtly diverting their father's anger away from her –because honestly that man got angry at her for even littlest of things, he really hates her that much. Daisuke –her jerk of a brother- death glared at two gossiping maids when they once accidently insulted her to be a bastard child of their Clan Head.
Ren and Ken were her basically like a nanny. They would feed her, play with her, get her to sleep, teach her how to speak and walk. They were the ones who practically raised her.
Izuna, however bratty he may be, would always visit her the first thing in the morning when he woke up, and would kiss her forehead and would greet her 'Good Morning' and would always visit her before going to sleep at night.
She was really glad to have such wonderful brothers in this life. They were a bunch of idiots, yes, but they were her idiots, and she won't have it any other way.
And the look at their faces when she had uttered her first words had been priceless! She had waited for the time when all the five of them were in the same room as her, and when that one rare occasion when the five of them had been assembled in a room for something, she had uttered her first words- "Big Brother!"
Sure it wasn't clear, and sounded like a dying frog's croak rather than a baby's first words hence, was quite an embarrassing incident for her, but it was still something.
And the argument among the five of them about whom she had called Big Brother had been worth it.
Really.
The first clue that made her realize that she wasn't in her own world was at the time she was born. The air was very clean and was pollution free, and her first thought was that she must've been somewhere in Amazon Forest in South America. But when she couldn't sense magic around her, she panicked. She could feel some sort of energy in her surroundings, but it was definitely not magic. In her panic, she started wailing out hysterically, and since her new mother had died just moments after her birth, no one knew how to calm her down. When she was handed to the midwives, her wails only grew louder. In the end, she cried herself to sleep.
She got the second clue when she was about three months old. There was an itching under her skin, and she so wanted to itch it badly. However, her uncoordinated motor skills didn't help her at all. So she had been restless for the three weeks after which her itching subsided, which she later found out had been the time when her chakra system was developing. During those three weeks, she had given hell to Ren and Ken, who had been worried for her.
The last and the final clue that made her confirm that yes, she was reborn in another world, was thanks to that jerk Daisuke. Apparently, that moron thought that bringing an eight months old baby to his training session was quite a good idea. That jerk dumped her under a tree –with blankets and all- and joined up other children –ranging from ages five to eleven- some distance away in the Training Yard. She watched with wide eyes as she saw those children train to create their clones, hit targets with pointy and sharp weapons, climb up trees, and breathe fire.
And then her mind had snapped. What kind of freaking world was she in where people could breathe fire, literally? And they weren't even using a wand! Heck, even in her previous world, wizards and witches weren't powerful enough to conjure even a flicker of fire without a wand! Even she had to practice like hell for nine years to learn wandless magic, and that was only by channeling magic through her hands. But spouting fire through your mouth? Well, fuck.
That's awesome!
Death may have once again dumped her in a world full of idiots, but at least she had this new type of magic she could learn to pass her time.
Guess what? Even her birthday was on the same date as her previous life. 31 July. Go figure. It was supposed to be a joyful occasion, since it was going to be her first birthday, but a tragedy hit the Uchiha Clan Head's family on that day. Tajima –the moron he is- sent out his fucking six year old sons to that battlefield, even though Madara had argued against it. Ren lost his life on the battlefield, and Ken was missing a limb when he had been brought home, and caught an infection, which became the reason he died on the very day she had been born a year ago. Needless to say, no one was in a festive mood.
That was the first time she realized that this world is not as safe as it seems. There was a war going on for petty reasons in the Outside world, about which she had known nothing at all till now. How could she after all? She was just a baby, who had just learned to speak and walk. She hadn't known anything about the gruesome war that raged in this world she was born in- July 31st.
As she watched her sweet, sweet brother Ken take his final breaths, she felt a seething fury that wanted to overtake her and burn everything. This was not fair! Why did her favorite brothers had to die? Ren and Ken had been the ones to raise her. They were the only ones who acted normally in this stuck-up clan. They were the ones who weren't ashamed to say "I love you, little sis." to her every night before she slept. Why? Why them?
She was no new to Death. After watching so many people die for her in the Second Wizarding War, she and grown immune to death. Besides, she was the Mistress of Death. Dealing with Deaths and things like that was a part of her daily job. But even if she was supposed to be used to it, it didn't make it easier for her to see her dear brother die as he dealt with the pain of the illness that slowly was eating away at his body. It hurt her to see him suffering so much. She wished to ease his pain, or so something for him, but she couldn't. Since she was just a year old baby, she didn't have any power to revive her dead brother Ren, or heal Ken of his illness. She guess she could've summoned Death and made him do her dirty little jobs for her, but then he would bitch about it for the rest of her life and honestly the paperwork regarding reviving a dead person was so not worth all the trouble she would go through with it.
She knew her new father Tajima was stupid, and that he would always choose his clan before his family. But she didn't know he would be stupid enough to send his six year old sons to war. What was he thinking would happen? That they would somehow miraculously defeat all their enemies and bring glory to the Uchiha clan? That they would awaken those funky red eyes of which everyone in the clan was proud of?
She had thought that the people of the Magical Britain in her previous life had been retarded. Turns out, compared to them, the people in this world are utter morons.
Damn her Potter Luck, she was thrust out from one war to the other. Looks like she can't get a break, can she? Why can't she just get a break from all this shit and enjoy the company of some smart people for a change? Was that too much to ask?
That was the first and the last time Sayuri Uchiha, formerly known as Lilliana Potter, cried in this new life.
When some months later another of her brother Daisuke Uchiha –the one who always acted like a jerk towards her- died, she barely even reacted. Her eyes turned colder as she scanned her brother's chest, which had a gaping hole at the center. She ignored Tajima's rants about the Damn Senjus who had killed another of his sons, as she squeezed her brother's cold hand.
After that, she toddled out of the room without even glancing back at the cold body lying at the center of the shrine.
A/n: Well, how was it? Did you like it or not? Please review!
