Part 1 A Part 1 B
Title: Forever In A Day
Author: HeeroGrl195
E-Mail: cas _ justins _ grl @ yahoo . com
Rating: Overall T, but will contain MA scences.
Fandom: Harry Potter / Xena
Pairing(s): Ares/Joxer, Cupid/Strife, Ron/Neville/Severus
Disclaimer: I don't own them. Sorry.
Warnings: AU, SLASH, OOC, X-Over, MPREG (past), ANGST, & ABUSE with
more to come.
Summary: Neville finds out a startling secret that will change
everything he knew about himself.
A/N: This is a crossover and very slash oriented. If you don't like
it don't read. I also don't claim to know everything about both
fandoms, so this is very AU. It is also my first venture into the
Xena fandom, though I have read it for awhile now, so any help would
be greatly appreciated.
A/N2: Also, for future refrence I don't like Harry or Hermione, so
they are more of my comic relief than anything else. Sorry all who
may like them, but....
A/N3: Sadly, I don't have a beta so watch out. LOL
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Forever In A Day
-Prologue-
It was an accident. A stupid, bloody, Slytherin induced accident, but
an accident all the same.
He never meant to be so clumsy, or `stupid' as most called him
nowadays. The joking and laughing on his persona really hurt, which
was obviously the point. It especially burned when none of his `so-
called' friends, save one, stepped up to defend him.
He tried to not be so clumsy, so stepped upon, so bullied.
It worked for awhile, but…
He just couldn't help it. There were just something's you couldn't
change, no matter how much you wished to do so. It seemed that he was
destined to trip over his feet and be belittled for the rest of his
life, which at this point in time didn't seem very long of a life
indeed.
Not that that was really a bad thing considering the way his life was
rapidly falling to pieces.
He was so screwed. Completely, utterly, mortally, and sadly
welcomingly doomed.
He was in a temple of some sort. It looked almost like something out
of a history book, but too new. Black and leather seemed to be the
main theme giving the area a certain feeling of power and darkness.
Sculptures and paintings adorned the walls in a homey yet sparse way.
They melded beautifully together, in a weird, dark sort of way.
`Strange' The Gryffindor thought to himself nervously glancing about
for a means of escape and coming up completely empty.
Of course, it could also be the three strange men that were currently
staring at him in wondered astonishment that made him want to flee or
fall to his knees and beg for what he didn't know.
One, obviously the owner of said temple, sat on a `throne' in the
middle of two other men. He was tall, broad, well-muscled, knowing
black eyes, a nicely trimmed beard and mustache and decked out
completely in leather.
On his right there was a much more lithe form. The man was tall with
dark soulful brown eyes, shaggy brown hair that was in perfect
disarray, and a strangely familiar smile upon his lips.
The one on his left made the boy pause in astonishment. The man was
very pale making his dark hair seem to glow in the low light of the
temple. His blue eyes shone with insanity contained. Yet it was his
clothes that made his eyes widen. It was a leather seemingly one-
piece outfit attached with a horrendous amount of what he thought of
as pins.
Sighing in acceptance of his certain demise, Neville Longbottom
glanced at the smirking men before him and waited.
`Stupid Potion…' He thought sourly. "Stupid Hogwarts…'
"Welcome to the Temple of Ares Neville Longbottom." Was the soft,
soothing voice of the man on the right as he gracefully walked down
to the frightened boy with a huge smile upon his lips.
The other two watched on in utter delight as Joxer the Mighty grabbed
the poor, confused boy into a bone-crushing hug and kissed his
forehead.
"Welcome home, my son." Joxer mumbled into his son's hair, tears
streaming down his cheeks as his baby was finally returned to him.
Title: Forever In A Day
Author: HeeroGrl195
E-Mail: cas _ justins _ girl @ yahoo. com
Rating: Overall T, but will contain MA scences
Fandom: Harry Potter / Xena
Pairing(s): Ares/Joxer, Cupid/Strife, Ron/Neville/Severus
Warnings: AU, SLASH, OOC, X-Over, MPREG (past), ANGST, ABUSE, MAJOR
CHARACTER BASHING with more to come.
A/N: This is a crossover and very slash oriented. If you don't like
it don't read. I don't claim to know everything about both fandoms,
so this is very AU.
A/N2: Just for future reference…HP is set during their 3rd year.
I've only seen through the 3rd movie, I'm waiting for the 4th to come
out on DVD, and I really don't feel like reading the books at this
time so it's also in the Movie Verse.
A/N3: I'm not done with the Prologue yet. There will be two more
portions before I finally get to the major plot idea. I don't want
it moving too fast, but I do want to give you a general idea on what
is going on in the minds of some of the characters.
A/N4: Thank you all for the kind words of encouragement, I do
appreciate it. Sorry it took so long to get the next section out.
I'll be quicker in the future.
A/N5: This is not beta-read so all mistakes are mine and mine
alone. If they bother you too much, let me know and I'll fix it.
Disclaimer: I don't own them. Sorry.
Forever In A Day
-Prologue 2-
It took a lot to startle one Severus Snape, but the sight of a once
diligently, and remarkablely the boy was for once following the
directions to a T, working student go up in a sparkly cloud of smoke
and then disappear into thin air did just that. Not that that really
was an uncommon occurrence in the magical world, but the fact that it
had happened so suddenly completely baffled him.
`And the day started out so well too…' The Potions Master groaned to
himself, stood up and glared at his oh so loving `students' who began
to mosey and gossip around the room in their little clicks of theirs
as if nothing dreadful had just taken place.
He had seen what had happened, or at least had pretty good guess as
to what had taken place.
Never in all his years of teaching, which was one too many if he was
completely honest with himself, Professor Severus Snape had never
seen such disregard for human life as he had just a moment ago save
one. Which was truly a feat, being a former Death Eater and all. It
was nothing short of how `He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named' would act, and
that was just the Gryffindor's. The Slytherin's were a whole other
story.
While Potions, in general, was a class full of mishaps, cauldrons
blowing up, let alone the fine art of ruining your enemy's/neighbor's
brew, as the poor boy himself has proved time and time again, the
extent in which this current batch of `students' seemed so hell bent
on getting the poor child that they even joined rivaling houses was
truly frightening. The fact that not a one seemed in the least bit
worried, or in a rush to get any kind of help sent shivers down his
spine.
`Never mind…' Snape happily corrected himself as he finally noticed
a red streak bobbing in and out from between quickly shifting legs
urgently trying to shove some of the spoiled potion into a vial
before it disappeared between the castle's stone floors. He was
having a hell of a time of it too it seemed as his fellow housemates
appeared dead set against his valiant efforts and further hindered
the Weasley boy by kicking and stomping on his grasping hands and
fingers.
"Bloody, ungrateful gits…" Severus growled angrily to himself as the
happy chatter, laughs, jokes, grins, smirks, and applauds continued
to grow in volume easily making his ache with the mother of all
migraines.
Any person with eyes could tell Longbottom was trying this year.
Could easily see the way he desperately wanted to prove to himself
and others that he was able brew a potion correctly, or do magic just
as well as his fellow mates. Of course, he had to have some skill to
make it this far.
`Poor git…' The thought trailed off as the necessity for immediate
action in finding Neville's ware bouts swiftly flooded his system.
"I'm quite amazed really…" Snape purred, his tone even and low, quite
efficiently shutting up all and making several jiggle in nervousness.
He smoothly maneuvered his way through the hoard of now silent
students; wand raised, and cursed them all bar one.
tbc