Chapters 6-10

Chapters 6-10

Chapters 6-10:

[-200 Hp]

Holy Fuck! That was scary! I just had to float here and let that killing curse hit me or my entire ruse would have been blown! I read so much fanfiction in my past life that I didn't know what to expect from that spell. I was clenching my teeth and waiting for some tremendous pain to wash over me. Instead I felt nothing at all! I didn't know whether to be thankful or disappointed...

[The killing curse does spiritual damage. Therefore it will not inflict pain.]

'Thanks for not letting me know about that earlier System!' I shouted in my head. A little heads up would have been nice.

[Your welcome ;) ]

'That was sarcasm!'

[I know.]

"The killing curse... It did nothing..."

"What is she!?"

"Lord Voldemort, what do we do!?"

I'm honestly blown away by how well my ruse has been going so far. The Death Eaters around just saw me survive the unsurvivable, and now they're all scared and turning to their dark lord.

Heather Potter, meanwhile, was staring up at me with eyes wide and her mouth open in shock. "Be not afraid Heather." I spoke out again. All the eyes nearby turned to me as I spoke. I really loved my new voice! It had a musical undertone to it that would draw people's ears everytime I spoke up. "You are safe now Heather Potter." I spoke out gently to the girl who now had tears in her eyes before she started crying happily.

I snickered internally as I saw Voldemort gnashing his teeth angrily. My acting was going well. He truly thought I was some immortal being and was too afraid to engage me!

[Acting has leveled up 1→2]

Hell yeah it did! I deserved that after this amazing performance I just put on! I made Voldemort himself feel genuine fear with nothing but a few words!

I floated down and set my feet on the ground. "Come here Heather." I called out to the girl. She didn't even hesitate as she ran over and hugged me. I could feel her shaking in my embrace. I didn't know whether that was the lingering effects of the torture curse on her or whether she was just that upset. It was probably both.

"Thank you. Thank you. Thank you for saving me!" The girl cried out as she hugged me tighter.

"Layla of the Fallen..." Voldemort spoke my name and called out to me. I didn't like my name coming out of his disgusting mouth. I should punish this filthy sinner and offer their remains up to–

'Woah! Where did those thoughts come from!'

[Your personalities between your two lives are in the process of combining. Layla was not a fan of evil men who preyed upon the innocent.]

'Noted. Thank you System.'

"Tell me," Voldemort continued. "Are you an agent of Lady Death? Is that why you're here! It cannot be a coincidence! Mere moments after I return to the living and defeat Death once again, you appear. No, it's obviously not a coincidence!" Voldemort glared at me accusingly.

Wow, his head really went to a strange place. But with my acting skill at level 2 now, I was immediately able to roll with it. "That is correct, Tom." I lied with my musical voice. The Death Eaters nearby gasped in fright. "I am a servant of Death. She might not be able to harm you currently due to your... trinkets. But that won't last forever!"

Voldemort's eyes widened in shock and fear when I mentioned his trinkets. I decided to throw in a mention of his Hocruxes to really give him a good scare.

"She dares threaten me!" He seethed out and started breathing hard in anger.

I may have gone too far with that threat... Voldemort snapped! His initial fright had turned to fury! His eyes were burning with pure hatred as he glared at me. I could feel his menacing magic pour out of him and surround the area. The air literally started vibrating with his power. All the Death Eaters nearby were forced to their knees and started gagging from the power display! It took everything I had to keep a straight face and not flee immediately! 'Why the hell was level 22 this powerful!?' I screamed in my head.

[If Voldemort was a gamer who put all his points into intelligence to raise his magic, level 22 would make him an ultimate class being in strength. He might not be a gamer...but he metaphorically did put all his points into magic...]

Fuck! I'm on the bottom of mid-class with 4 wings and he has a metaphorical 10! He's as magically strong as Kokobiel! I know his health isn't even close, but I doubt I'd actually be able to hit him anyway.

I should have stayed floating in the air where I at least had the psychological height advantage! Now he's right in front of me towering over me physically and magically! Heather was just looking so afraid though that I couldn't help but land and comfort her! She's also once again completely terrified and trembling in fear.

[Warning: Luck check failed!]

What? Luck check failed? Before I could ask the System what that meant I heard a crack sound out behind me! I spun around and Voldemort had appeared right next to Heather and I! My eyes widened in shock as a green spell formed over his wand!

"Avada Kedavra!" Voldemort screamed out and the spell was launched forward point blank... towards Heather. The girl barely had an instant to let out a squeak.

"No!" I screamed out as I watched it connect! Like a puppet with no strings, she dropped to the ground unmoving.

I turned and glared at Voldemort with fury in my eyes! Instinctively a light spear had formed in my hands. I didn't care if I wouldn't win! This monster just murdered the girl under my protection after I promised her she would be ok! I was going to kill him!

...I didn't get a chance to try though.

"You might be unkillable, Angel! But she wasn't!" He shouted out with a laugh. "You can tell your mistress that Lord Voldemort's soul is not hers to take!" With that said he flicked his wand and I felt the massive barrier surrounding the graveyard shatter! "All Death Eaters fall back for now!" Voldemort shouted out.

I hurled my dark purple light spear forward at him but he had already apparated away... His minions followed right behind him as the graveyard echoed with cracks before falling silent.

...

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After Voldemort's killing curse had struck Heather, I took her body with me and broke into a nearby deserted house. A half hour later, I watched as Heather sat up with a violent cough! She had come back to life! She rapidly looked around in fright. It took her a moment to calm down and realized she wasn't in danger anymore. She started hyperventilating and shaking. This wasn't the 17 year old Harry who had willingly walked to his death. This was a 14 year old girl who had just had her worst fears realized upon her!

"Woah, easy there Heather." I said, trying to calm her down. "It's ok, Voldemort is gone."

...

I eventually got her to calm down. Once she stopped looking terribly upset, she surprisingly smiled and told me she met 'her mum.' Heather told me that when the curse struck her, she ended up in the all white train station. From there, the similarities played out almost the same as in the final Harry Potter movie, except in this world it was Heather and instead of Dumbledore, she met her mom. Dumbledore was still alive after all. The horcrux, that she didn't know about, took all the damage from the spell for her and Heather survived.

I guess her surviving was more than I could hope for when voldemort turned out to be way more magically powerful than I had expected. At least he was still insane and relatively easy to fool... If he was smart AND powerful, then I would have been in serious trouble...

[Quest Completed! You have leveled up! Free Stat Points +10!]

[Name: Layla of the Fallen]

[Title: None]

[Level 2:]

[HP: 2000/2000]

[MP: 200/200]

[Vigor: 100]

[Strength: 10]

[Intelligence: 20]

[Luck: 0]

[Skills: Observe 1, Angelic Mastery 2, Acting 2,]

[Perks: None]

[Drawbacks: Sin of Lust]

[Available Free Stat Points: 10]

I ignored the prompt as I focused on the girl in front of me instead.

"I'm sorry I failed to protect you." I apologized to her.

She seemed confused before she gave me a smile. "That's okay. At least you tried. That's more than anyone else has ever done. It's alway been me having to face that guy by myself. It was nice having someone come to my rescue." She said as she smiled at me.

I asked Heather what she wanted to do next. I imagined that it had been hours since the Triwizard Tournament ended. She never made it back to Hogwarts with Cedric's body. Canon was basically screwed for her at this point.

"Before that, I want to ask, are you really an Angel?" Heather looked at me curiously. I nodded and told her I was. "How come no one in the wizarding world ever told me about Angels being real then? I figured they'd be a lot more accepting of the muggle holidays if they knew!" She asked.

I decided to give Heather a quick rundown about my life as Layla so far. I also gave her a run down on the reverse side of the world.

"So the rest of the supernatural world stole a bunch of land and ran away to another dimension leaving all the wizards and witches behind?" Heather asked.

"Yes... pretty much."

"Well that's shitty." She said and I laughed.

"Also, from my perspective, your side is the reverse side." Heather said with a giggle.

"I suppose you make a fair point."

"So what do you want to do now Heather?" I asked her again.

"What do you mean?"

"Well," I started to explain. "Voldemort thinks you're dead, and therefore so will the whole wizarding world soon enough. You could just use this time to slip away. Maybe train yourself up and come back and kick his ass in an epic duel!" I explained enthusiastically but Heather herself didn't seem to be too enthused by the prospect of having to face Voldemort again...

"Why does it have to be me? Why can't someone else kill him!?" She said with an upset look on her face. I guess she had a point.

[Quest Issued: The-girl-who-was-tired → Heather Potter is tired of having to constantly face Voldemort. Someone else should defeat him! And that someone is you! Kill Voldemort permanently! Time limit→ 2 years]

[Reward: 5 free levels→ 1 Million Gold Coins→ Increased reputation with Lady Death]

[Failure: Voldemort destroys the wizarding world before someone else puts him down.]

I was looking over the quest and those rewards looked to be pretty good. I'm not exactly sure what I'm going to do with 1 million gold coins. I guess I could sell them for quite a bit of cash. What really drew my attention though, was the final reward. Voldemort had mentioned Lady Death as well. I don't think this was just the Harry Potter universe I had found myself in... I think I was in marvel as well!

[Your intelligence has increased +1 for uncovering what universe you are in.]

Was that why the gods hid our world away? Were they just scared of all the powerful entities in this universe and fled behind the dimensional gap. If so... my impression of my Father just took a bit of a nose dive.

"I want to learn magic!" Heather declared. "I've barely learned any magic at all in all my years at hogwarts! The students I saw in your courtyard looked way more competent than any student from my school! And furthermore..."

...

The Ancient One just nodded her head along as Heather continued to rant about how dumb Hogwarts was as an educational institution. Heather finished her rant a few minutes later as she took some deep breaths. She had worked herself up a bit...

"Very well. Welcome to our order!" The Ancient One said. "We don't turn away any 'people' here who wish to learn." She specifically put emphasis on the word 'people' as she spoke.

"Am I not people?" I asked. That's not fair! I wanted to learn too!

She just gave me a wry smile. "Not technically. Don't get mad at me, I didn't make the rules. If you wish to learn here, Layla, then I have to give you a task to complete first. That's the rule for all non-humans that wish to join our order.

"Fine," I huffed out. "What's the test?"

"Our London Sorcerers have been struggling with an issue for the past week now. How familiar are you with demons?" She asked. Wait? That guy was serious?

"Are you talking about Demonic Ninjas?" I asked skeptically.

"Oh good, you've heard already..."

...

After getting Heather settled into the Kamar Taj, the Ancient One opened a portal for me to London to take care of the city's demonic ninja problem. She gave me a magic demon detecting compass at least.

[Quest Issued: Destroy the branch of The Hand along with its sub-leader who are trying to make a push into London!]

[Reward: You get to learn magic from the Ancient One herself!]

[Failure: The Ancient One will be disappointed in you and she won't teach an incompetent student.]

The Hand... why am i not surprised. Demonic ninjas indeed. I suppose I better start searching for them soon. Who knows what kind of damage that evil cult could cause if left unchecked.

Before that though, I wanted to make a quick stopover in Little Whinging. I was going to be visiting the Dursley household. After hearing Heather's life story... I wasn't able to let such an injustice go unanswered when the perpetrator was so close by.

"Show me my current stats before I head out, System." I spoke out loud.

[Name: Layla of the Fallen]

[Title: None]

[Level: 2]

[HP: 2000/2000]

[MP: 220/220]

[Vigor: 100]

[Strength: 10]

[Intelligence: 22]

[Luck: 10]

[Skills: Observe 1, Angelic Mastery 2, Acting 2, Light Manipulation 1]

[Perks: None]

[Drawbacks: Sin of Lust]

[Available Free Stat Points: 0]

Those weren't bad stats considering I'd only been in this world less than a day. Yeah, Vernon Dursely was fucked...

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I arrived at Number 4 Privet Drive the next day, early in the morning. It was the weekend, so that meant everyone should be home still. Every single home in the neighborhood looked cookie-cutter identical and frankly it made me want to gag. This whole suburb felt soulless. There was no individuality anywhere to be seen. I knocked on the door.

"Tuni, someone's at the door!" I heard a man shout loudly. I figured that was Vernon Dursley.

"Who is it!?" I heard a woman loudly shout next. Obviously, Petunia Dursley.

"I don't bloody know, I can't see through walls. I'm watching the game. Get the door!"

"I'm cooking breakfast; you get it!"

"I'll get it," a third, young-sounding voice called out. I heard footsteps approach the other side of the door. It swung open, and I had to take a step back to not get smacked. "Yeah!? What is it—woah." Dudley froze for a moment as he stared at me. "Well, hello beautiful—I mean miss. Is there something I can do for you?" He leaned against the doorway and tried to look suave. I just rolled my eyes at the 14 year old boy in his pajamas trying to flirt with me.

"Dudley, who's at the door!?" Vernon called out loudly.

"The most beautiful woman I've ever seen in my life!" Dudley shouted back. A second later he realized that he just shouted that out loud, and he blushed in embarrassment.

"What!?" I heard a shrill shriek. "Whatever hussy is at the door, you better not try to seduce my Duddykins!" Petunia shouted from the kitchen before she rushed towards the door herself.

"Now listen here, you—oh wow." Petunia also froze momentarily upon seeing me. Normally such a reaction would have made me giggle–if I wasn't here to deliver retribution upon the members of this household. Because of that, I was much more serious than usual right now.

"Hello, Mrs. Dursley, may I come in? I'd like to speak with your family for a bit." I asked her but my tone implied that it was in no way a request she could refuse.

Thankfully, there was no need for violence... yet. She hesitantly nodded to me before stepping aside. I followed her inside. She could clearly tell I was supernatural, and was probably hoping I wasn't here to hurt her. That remained to be seen and would depend entirely on whether she was complicit with my target over there. Vernon was sitting on a couch with his back facing us, watching a football game. He was so engrossed he didn't bother turning around to greet his guest.

"Vernon we have...a guest." Petunia announced.

"Tell them to go away. It's the weekend and I'm watching the game!"

"Who's winning?" I asked nonchalantly.

He clicked his tongue–probably annoyed that I wasn't leaving. "England, of course! As is only proper!" He exclaimed.

"What a shame..." I replied, disrespecting his favorite team just to try and rile him up. It worked.

He turned around to glare at me, only pausing momentarily at my appearance. His face went red with anger when he finally saw his 'guest.'

"Purple eyes and beauty like that can't be natural! You must be one of them freaks! What are you doing in my house!? Get out." He shouted and pointed his stubby finger at me.

"Oh, believe me, Mr. Dursley, I won't be staying long. I'm just here for a quick visit before I head out on my own way," I replied. I couldn't waste all day here. I had a demonic cult to destroy after all.

"Then what are you here for, woman!? Out with it!"

Before I answered him, I turned to Dudley and stared him right in the eyes. "Sleep!" I commanded and employed hypnosis on him. His eyes rolled back, and I caught him and set him down on the ground. Hypnosis wasn't a skill I, or most of the Angels or Fallen Angels used often. Mind magic was a borderline desecration of free will. We also hated that the Devils were so liberal in using hypnosis against humans.

"What did you do to my Dudders!?" Petunia jumped in fright. Vernon took a step back in fear as well.

"Don't worry, he's just asleep. Despite being a bully, he's still a child after all. He was just raised incorrectly. I hope whatever home he ends up in will correct his behavior in the future," I explained. The two of them gulped at what I insinuated.

"Are you threatening us?" Vernon angrily glared at me as he found his resolve and took a step towards me. He was far larger and taller than me, but I wasn't feeling remotely threatened. I might only have 10 points in strength currently, but that's still twice as strong as the average man. Also, I had my magic...

"Tell me, Mr. and Mrs. Dursley? Is this a God-fearing household?" I asked.

"Of course it is!" The woman spat out. "That's why we don't like freaks like you coming in here and interfering with our good Christian lives!"

"Good Christian lives, huh?" I laughed at the irony.

WOOSH!

My four wings emerged from my back. Petunia and Vernon's eyes immediately widened in fright.

"You're... you're... but that's not... possible." Petunia started shaking like a leaf.

I held out my hand, and a purple light spear appeared in my hand. "Allow me to introduce myself. I am Layla of the Fallen. I am an angel who cannot stand injustice. And what has occurred to young Heather Potter inside this household has been a great injustice," I declared as I turned and leveled my light spear toward Vernon.

"W-What are you talking about?" Vernon asked, now trembling in fear. Sure, we weren't the most loving household, but we never put our hands on the girl!" Vernon lied directly to my face. He was rather unconvincing. Even if I hadn't heard Heather's life story, I wouldn't believe him.

"Oh, you did more than put your hands on your niece, Vernon Dursley." I said menacingly.

Petunia looked shocked at me and then at her husband.. "Vernon? I-is that true!?" Petunia questioned him. There was accusation–and disgust in her eyes.

"Are you claiming to not know what he's done to your niece over the years, Petunia?" I turned and leveled the spear at her. She yelped and took a step back in fright.

"NO! Absolutely not! Are you insinuating that he—" She couldn't finish her statement as Vernon yelled loudly.

"That's a lie! I did no such thing. I am innocent!" He yelled out. His face was red with rage.

"No, you're not," I said as I threw my light spear... at the area between the man's legs. The scream he let out didn't make me feel better, but knowing that some Justice long overdue was delivered did.

"Make sure he turns himself in for his crimes, or I will be back!" I threatened Petunia, who nodded her head rapidly in fear. Her husband was on the ground wailing in agony at his lost manhood.

I then left their disgusting house, feeling much freer. I had now done everything in my power to save Heather Potter. From here on out, her life was her own...

...

...I suppose I was being a bit melodramatic. It's not like I wouldn't be seeing Heather at the Kamar Taj whenever I went back there. Plus, I had only been looking after her for a few hours at most. It wasn't that big of a deal.

[Hidden Quest Complete! Congratulations! You have delivered upon Heather Potter a new fate! Most other Gamer's would have simply abandoned the poor girl after the first quest. Not you though! You went the extra mile to make sure she was well taken care of after!]

[Hidden Title Granted: Angel of Hope → You will do a 20% bonus damage when fighting for hope or justice.]

Huh? Neat...

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