51AN: Little time skip here, because i want to get things moving :p
Sorry for not updating in such a long time, but things were/are very hectic, I had exams coming up, then I went on vacation with the family for two months, I had a lovely time but almost no access to internet and wonderful fanfiction (woe me, imagine my mailbox after two months not checking, why my inbox was overflowing with review alerts and updated fics that I wanted to read so badly) but now, now everything is wrong. Cops took my (step)dad, can you believe it? He has a blank record and they took him cuz they caught someone with drugs in a cab and my dad knows him from 20 frigging years ago! And now, even though they have no proof, they have been holding him already for one week, frozen all our accounts, would have likely kept my mum too if she didn't need to take care of her children. The racist prejudice, he's a Moroccan and that's why they're trying to pin him as a mafia boss, the leader of a Filipino group that smuggles drugs! Wth? He has a squeaky clean record and doesn't even smoke or drink!
Well, so I'm holding up, and taking over some more responsibilities in the household and praying daily for him to be let go. But even then, I'm worried, for this will leave marks..
But enough with my ranting, due do this, I feel so frigging responsible for everything and my sole escape from this mess is art, and I made a bunch of drawings and poetry that I'll post soon on my sheezyart account maybe some here if they fit my fic) and also update a lot of my fiction! Tada!
I would like to stress all ideas and requests are gladly welcomed, it will speed the updating process a lot *hint, hint*
Now on with the story ^^
AN2 I just noticed had I had types another chapter for this story, burt it was totally wrong and would have made thing go sooooooooooo slowly. So it's a bit different and I did try to improve my writing a bit, I hope you will like it.
Ashes in the Wind
Chapter 4: winds of change
LYLA POV
It has been nearly 6 months since she turned her little one. She still remembers it well
She closed her eyes and took his small hands in hers. She called upon her magic, faery magic, tricky and mischievous - but innocent, playful and loving. The soft flowing energy that was emitted from her body reached out with it's tendrils to the child before her and encompassed his body. Though hesitantly at first, the current of magic eagerly enveloped the child, went IN him and make him a part of her own.
After assimilating to his magic, the tendrils swayed and turned thicker until they developed a bright green bubble like shield. She couldn't stare straight in it, but after the glow recede a bit she say HER child.
He was floating in foetus pose in the middle of the bubble. His hair grew out, becoming long and silky like hers. She wondered is he would get her green colouring and suddenly smiled as she saw his hair develop green streaks through his now ebony black hair.
She saw his once small but nimble hands from long expertise of drawing grow out longer and elegant like hers. Perhaps she would teach him how to play an instrument or two, probably even more. It would be nice to play duets with her sun, when dancing through the flower petals on warm spring day. Of course, that could only happen if –
Ah! She saw he arched his back and stubs forming under the skin in his back. Delicate butterfly wings sprouted from his back, swirling with many different colours, the main one the same mesmerizing green from his eyes, that put emeralds to shame.
The process was almost finished. After a while the bubble simply burst in a thousand sparkles and she laughed, her chiming laughter filling the air as HER child emerged from his cocoon. She opened her arms and smiled as he floated towards her. She noticed his eyes were the same enchanting eyes as before, just a bit more and surrounded by long lashes.
A lighter laugh, as though of crystal wind chimes disturbed by a faint summer breeze joined hers as her child laid his head on her bosom.
As she hugged her new child close, she felt tears of happiness trail her cheeks 'my child, my precious aisoku².'
Ever since that day he would come her often and she took him to her village Inde-es a few times. Those insufferable humans never did noticed her Ai leaving for long periods.
Even though she was quite happy with him and the time they spent together. Soon it would be winter and she need to hibernate in her village. Ai is still half-human so he did not need to, but she would hate to see him alone in this house with them.
So she spoke with those house elves who used to help her Ai before had met him and asked about other options. She was almost considering to resort to desperate options when she saw something in the mind of that despicable woman that had birthed him. She wanted her Ai gone, fearing that he would disturb their loving relationship with his twin, become envious and jealous of his fame and power. She snorted at that, the brother merely had a weak affinity for fire and just above average magical power.
But this worked well with her plans, apparently that woman was planning to leave her Ai with her non-magical sister and her family.
She would go with her Ai, there was still some time before the winter would start. She had all the right to go with him, she must make sure that the sister would treat her right.
And teach her son a glamour spell, no need for fanboys/girls yet..
² aisoku is Japanese for beloved child this will be her nickname for him, she may also call him Ai of Soku-chan in the future.
I will make him live with the Dursley's later and he may get a new name.
Suggestions are welcomed!