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TITLE: Mid Night Desires
PERPETRATOR: SeleneMaeAysel
SUE-O-METER: 
(awful)
FULL NAME: Lily Luna Potter
SPECIES: Witch
HAIR: "long black hair was pulled back in an intricate bun"
EYES: not described
MARKINGS: none described
POSSESSIONS: "special gloves" that keep her powers in control, a room decorated in Slytherin colours, an advanced Charms book, a digital watch, "black high heeled shoes", and "gold hoop earrings".
ORIGIN: Harry Potter did not marry Ginny Weasley. He married Brianne Riddle, Voldemort's daughter. Lily Luna is their daughter, and happens to be in love with a Cullen.
CONNECTIONS TO CANON: Harry's daughter, Voldemort's granddaughter. She is sorted into Slytherin. Voldemort didn't die, he was just "weakened", and his daughter, and granddaughter are Death Eaters. She is Voldemort's "gem" and he relies on her for many missions. She is one of the "most loved and most hated" students in Hogwarts, and she is seeker on the Slytherin Quidditch team. Pansy and Draco's daughter, Daisy, hates her. Harry and his wife break-up, and the same day Voldemort "steps down" as the leader of the Death Eaters. He passes the leadership on to his two daughters, Bellona and Brianne. Lily acts angsty and decides that she does not want to stay in England. Her aunt offers to watch out for her and set up a "mini-headquarters" wherever Lily wants to live. After closing her eyes and pointing at a map, she discovers that she chose Forks, Washington. Obviously she is going to be paired with Edward, or Jasper, or Renesemee.
SPECIAL ABILITIES: She has "some special powers that she had trouble controlling", especially when she is angry.
NOTES: Wow. This is full of lol-worthy drama. I highly recommend everyone read the whole story.
SAMPLE:
You would think that being the daughter to the Boy Who Lived was all fun and games wouldn’t you? Well, no, unfortunately, it wasn’t. You see, Harry never married Ginny Weasley. Instead, he married a woman named Brianne Riddle. Yes, that’s correct…Brianne Riddle. Brianne is Lily’s mother. Lily comes from a family that is both loved and hated in the wizarding world.
It was especially hard for Lily to make any friends at Hogwarts. Not to mention she had some special powers that she had trouble controlling. She wore these special gloves to keep them under control. If not, well, you didn’t want to be in her way when she was angry.
So Lily sat up in her room. It was dressed up in Slytherin colors. It was just as well that she didn’t get sorted into Gryffindor like her dad. She probably would have gone insane. Everyone would have wanted to be friends with her. The fact that she was in Slytherin deterred them from going near her. Rumors flew around school about Lily being related to the world’s most dangerous dark wizard, Lord Voldemort. Lily neither confirmed, nor denied these rumors. She simply let people think what they wanted to.
Summertime was always very quiet for Lily. She didn’t particularly enjoy being home with her parents, who often fought. Harry was always out trying to convince the Ministry of Magic that the Riddles were up to no good. Even after Voldemort’s downfall, Harry still kept a close watch on the Death Eaters. While Voldemort did not die, he was still very weak. As Head Auror, it was Harry’s objective to catch any of the Death Eaters that had escaped Azkaban, and were starting trouble.
This drove Brianne insane. That was mostly due to the fact that she was one of those Death Eaters, as was her daughter, Lily. Lily was seen as Lord Voldemort’s gem, and he often called upon her for assignments and missions. Lily didn’t mind it at first, but Lord Voldemort was calling upon her for too much lately. It was starting to make her uneasy. She didn’t want to follow down the same path as Bellatrix LeStrange and Lucius Malfoy. Look where they ended up…dead and in Azkaban.
It was a cold, dark night in the Potter house. Lily was sitting in her room, reading one of her summer books. She attended Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, and her Charms Professor assigned her to read an advanced charmed book. Seeing as how Lily’s father was Harry Potter, people expected great things from her. She was one of the most loved and hated students in Hogwarts. She excelled in pretty much everything. She made Seeker for the Slytherin Quidditch team. Only one girl truly hated her, and that was Daisy Malfoy, Pansy Parkinson and Draco Malfoy’s daughter.
Lily sat up on her green and black bed reading her Charms book. Her window was open, and it let a nice cool breeze blow into the room. She looked up from her book as her digital watched beeped the time. 11 pm already? Had she really been reading for four hours straight? Lily put down her book and bookmarked where she left off. She was just starting to read about jinxes. Standing up, she yawned and stretched, and as she did so, she nearly fell over back onto her bed. Blinking several times, she looked at a picture of her and her two other siblings, Joseph, Aiden. She smiled as the people in the picture waved to her. Naturally, she waved back. Lily jumped at the sound of a vase breaking downstairs.
“DAMN IT HARRY,” Brianne shouted at him as he walked in several hours later then he had said he would. “I’M SICK OF THIS!”
“But Brianne,” Harry said calmly. “You know it’s my job to watch the Death Eaters. We had a report come in saying there was a suspicious person in Diagon Alley. Did you expect that I was going to let this one slide? I had to stay Brianne. I’m Head Auror.”
“You’re only Head Auror because you weakened my father. You’re only Head Auror because nobody else wanted the job,” Brianne spat in his face.
She was in black lingerie and pacing back and forth furiously downstairs in the living room. Harry sat down calmly on his custom designed leather chair. Brianne brushed a piece of her dirty blond hair out of her face, and folded her arms across her chest. She had finally stopped pacing, and was now glaring at Harry.
“Then what do you propose I do Bree,” Harry argued. “Quit my job?”
“That would be nice,” Bree agreed as she finally sat down on the sofa.
“Bree, you know I can’t just quit,” Harry said defensively.
“I hardly ever get to see you. It’s not easy raising the kids alone.”
“But you aren’t alone Bree. You have me.”
“No, Harry, I really don’t have you. You would rather spend time finding and capturing Death Eaters, then be with your own family.”
“That’s not true.”
“When was the last time we had dinner together?”
“Um, well, um,” Harry stuttered as he tried to remember exactly how long it had been.
“See? You’re never around.”
“Then what do you propose we do Brianne? I can’t just quit work. How else are we going to pay the bills?”
“I know Harry. I just miss you,” Bree said as her face fell.
Bree sat on the edge of the couch and put her face in her hands. She didn’t know what to do, but it killed her every time Harry went out the door to work. She never knew when he would come home. Better yet, she didn’t know if he would come home. Brianne’s dirty blond hair fell in front of her face as she thought about what to say next. Harry stood up, and walked across the wood floor, and knelt beside his wife.
Brianne looked up at Harry as she felt his hand on her shoulder. Her face was a bright red, and her eyes looked as if she were about to cry. Her heart pounded against her throat, and Bree felt as if she was going to choke on air. The words that were about to come out of her mouth burned in her throat.
“M-maybe we should get a divorce,” she said slowly.
The world stopped. Harry nearly fell backwards at Bree’s choice of words. They cut through him like a stake cuts a vampire. His green eyes looked up into brown ones as Harry pushed his glasses up on his face.
“Bree, please tell me you aren’t serious,” Harry begged her.
“Harry, how can you call me your wife when you never see me? It isn’t fair to me or to the kids.”
“I promise I’ll change. I’ll quit work if you really want me to. Just please, don’t leave me.”
“I’m sorry Harry,” Brianne said as she looked away from him.
Tears fell from Brianne’s eyes as she said these words to him. It was the most she had spoken to him on over a month, and though they sent owls to each other, it wasn’t enough. Brianne looked up when she heard one of the stairs creek. Lily had heard the whole thing. Tears fell down Lily’s cheeks as well as she ran up the stairs and into her room. Lily slammed her door shut, and plopped onto her bed. She hugged her pillow tightly, and sobbed into it.
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