36Summary:
Belladonna didn't know how she ended up waking up as a child in the middle of a muggle lab. She should have been dead but somehow she wasn't. Instead she was de-aged. Her magic helped her to escape where she was locked away. She remembers the doctors speaking of her being cloned from a dead infant, the only clone of dozens to survive. Finding no trace of magic anywhere else, she is sure she must be in a new world. Her magic being all that kept her alive in the labs.
Determined to ensure her survival, she creates a new identity for herself by creating documents of her existence and placing memories within the mind of a man who had lost hope after his wife died delivering their stillborn daughter, her 'twin'. What happens when after 13 years her father calls her from work, warning her to stay out of the rain? Worse yet she was to stay with the Andersen's only for her friend Simone's father to refuse.
Martin/Fem!Harry/Rasmus
Pre-Apocalypse Established Relationship Martin/Fem!Harry
Character Descriptions
Name: Belladonna Jamie Potter; Bella-Donna Winther
Nick-Name/ Alias: Donna, Belle
D.O.B: July 31, 2002 (Pre-Apocalypse Age: 15 (couple months from 16); Canon Age: 22)
Face-Claim: Maggie Elizabeth Jones as child; Holland Roden as teen and adult
-Abilities: Magic (Hogwarts Education along with studying Potter + Black family magics and tomes); Immune to virus due to it being the 'baseline' it was created from
Lover(s): Martin Kirk & Rasmus Andersen
Education/Occupation:
-Previously: Gringotts Runes/Warding Apprentice; Basic Healer (able to heal non-fatal wounds and complete basic first aid such as disinfecting, wrappings, and )
-Currently: Dual-Enrollment High School Senior & College Student (Bio-engineering); Taught engineering and mechanics by father
Family:
-Philip Winther (father; played by Sean Bean), Dahlia Winther (mother/ ✞ July 31, 2003 Childbirth; Appearance would be Jessica Chastain) Aster Winther (sister/ ✞ July 31, 2003 Stillborn), Sergio Vitelli (maternal grandfather/ ✞ February, 2016 Age; played by R. Jack Foley), Olivia Dalin (paternal aunt), Peter Dalin (uncle), Jakob Dalin (paternal cousin; played by Anders Juul), Sarah Dalin (paternal cousin; played by Clara Rosager)
Name: Martin Kirk
D.O.B: January 28, 1999 (Pre-Apocalypse Age: 19; Canon Age: 25)
Face-Claim: Mikkel Boe Følsgaard
-Abilities: Resistant to virus (Has unknowingly developed immunity through long-term contact with Bella-Donna and exposure to magic); Military Training; Vehicle Mechanic (Self-Taught)
Lover: Bella-Donna Winther
Education/Occupation: Secondary School
Occupation: Soldier (Pre-Apocalypse)
Family: None
Name: Rasmus Andersen
D.O.B: February 6, 2007 (Pre-Apocalypse Age: 11; Canon Age: 17)
Face-Claim: Bertil De Lorenzi as child; Lucas Lynggaard Tønnesen as teen/adult
-Abilities: Artist; Immunity to Virus; Symbiotic with Virus; Connected with Infected (Semi-Control over Infected); Can release a Black viral smoke
Lover: Bella-Donna Winther
Education/Occupation: Upper Primary School; Taught by sister after apocalypse
Family:
-Dr. Frederick Andersen (father), Ellen Andersen (mother/ ✞ May 4, 2018) Simone Andersen (sister)
It was hard to breathe. She moved her hands to find some sort of tube entering her mouth. There were needles in her body. Opening her eyes she saw she was in some sort of chamber and surrounded by fluid. She could somewhat see through the thick liquid that was blurring her vision that she was in some sort of muggle lab. She was so tired. Her eyes closed for just a moment.
The needles provided nutrients but also sedatives automatically. It took awhile before she realized why it was she was getting so tired only moments after waking, having thought her body and magic was simply healing itself. While not wrong it just wasn't injuries she was healing from, no it was the constant abuse the doctors put her through. They were doing something with her blood. Trying to replicate something within it. She could think of only one thing that might be, her magic.
She could hear them occasionally when her magic managed to clear enough of the sedatives from her body. Fortunately they simply thought her brainwaves becoming more active was a good thing and a result of their own success. She didn't know what they intended to do if they managed to isolate and replicate the genetic structure that had to do with her magic or why. What she did know was that it wouldn't be good.
She remembered that just a couple years after the war ended a muggle-born who had chosen to return to the mundane world had begun experimenting with her own blood. The results had been horrifying. The small but concentrated sample she had extracted and somehow weaponized, whether he knew it or not, had killed dozens when he released it in a small neighborhood park. Apparently he had been attempting to give magic to muggles, hoping that they would be so thankful they would join him in destroying the wizarding world. Instead his creation was poison to muggles killing them within an instant and saw him executed by the very ones he sought to destroy.
It had taken time for her magic to become strong enough to cleanse her body of the drugs the doctors were giving her and ensure the new ones did not make it within her by vanishing them. Fortunately her magic had always been strong and this ordeal had only made it that much stronger. Though admittedly she was surprised at how quickly her magic seemed to respond to her now.
Her time learning with the goblins would certainly come in use now. Many did not know but the goblins did not simply manage Gringotts Banks across the globe and train teams for pillaging ancient tombs. No, the goblins held access to magics long forgotten by wizards. Magic that could erase all trace and memory of a person and all involving them. Magic that could create an entirely new existence with memories and documents wherever necessary. Magic that could recreate genuine money from a single currency and not just duplicates like the gemino charm.
It was exactly those spells she had learned from secretly watching the Goblins that would aid her now. As it turned out magic could work around and with technology so long as one believed it would and as such it would wipe her from not only the minds of all those involved but their cameras and computers.
She might have a child's body but her magic was just as strong as it was when Ron Weasley cast the Sectumsempra that killed her in a fit of anger after she had yet again rejected him. At least she had changed her will so that Teddy was the one who inherited everything aside from a small bit that would go to her goddaughter Pandora, Luna and Neville's girl.
She searched for any trace of magic for weeks but found nothing. The only magic to be found was what existed in the Earth itself. She needed to make a new life for herself and as she searched for a place to do so she found a man who was lost. Using the limited skill she had in legilimency she looked into his mind and found that he had lost his wife to childbirth only for their daughter to be stillborn. He wanted so much to continue on for them but couldn't find it in him. He'd forced himself to live on the last 3 years but was at his end. He was ready to give up.
A funny thing about the identity creation spell was that when used to create not only a background but an actual family, a member of said family had to willingly accept the one entering it. It would have been considered dark magic mostly because it involved blood and would truly make one part of the family. It would only need the blood of the willing and the one who was being given the new identity would become their blood and the blood of those involved without ever needing theirs. It wouldn't matter if the others had involved had passed on or not their blood would be called and join together. Magical and even muggle testing would find her to be his daughter.
"Papa! What will our new home be like?"
"Just hold on, we're almost there darling. I think we will like it here in Naestved."
"Why did you need a new job anyways, Papa?"
"Well this one would let us have more money so we'll be more comfortable and it will let me be home with you more often." He looked just past me and smiled. "We're here. What do you think?"
She turned to find a cute little red brick cottage, grey brick made various decorative designs across the home while cream toned ones framed the windows. It was smaller then the other homes in the neighborhood but clearly had far more greenspace. It was clear that those who had built on the property cared more for the outdoors then the inside.
"So?" He looked down at her expectantly and she smiled up at him.
"I like it!"
The front door opened to a narrow but long room that was used for a living and dining area. An open wooden staircase leading to the attic and basement. To the left of the staircase was 2 doors, one the bathroom and the other to my father's room. To the right of it was the most colorful part of the cottage. The kitchen had light mint green lower cabinets with dark granite counters, just slightly brighter uppers, steel appliances, and a powder blue island with a wooden counter that two could sit and eat at. The rest of the cottage was mostly white walls and neutral toned furniture on a pegged dark wooden floor.
