Hyacinth\'s story

Hyacinth's story

Summary- Hyacinth Potter (femHarry) after the defeat of certain snake face bastard that dared call himself a dark lord and after finding her friends aren't really her friends.. Decides to give herself just what she needs… After all of this she know just what she needs…. a fresh start.

I Do Not Own Harry Potter or any other Story that might go in to this such as anything from the One Piece word

CHAPTER FIVE

The very second after she jumped into the portal Hyacinth found herself almost immediately wishing that she hadn't jumped through it to begin with; almost but not quite. Because the very second her entire body had entered the swirling ocean blue portal before her pain unlike anything she had ever felt tore through her body; and Hyacinth was no light weight when it came to pain seeing as she could easily throw off the average crucio spell without even wincing.

This pain felt as if someone had poured molten lava in her veins; replaced all of her blood with it in fact. Not only this but at the same time if felt as if someone was also slowly breaking every single one of her while they skinned her alive with a dull rusty spoon. Hyacinth felt all of this, and more, as wave after wave of pure magic tore through her. Changing her to what it wanted her to be; to what the portal wanted her to change into.

Finally after what seemed of hours of this torture Hyacinth began to dare think it was over as the pain she was feeling started to dim down a bit. Only to wince and bit through her lips in an attempt to stop screaming as a whole new, yet still excruciating, pain began. This time it felt as if her eyes were slowly being gorged out with something made out of sandpaper and as if all her teeth were slowly being forced to sink back into her gums while newer baby teeth grew in over them. This pain didn't last nearly as long as the previous pain had but by the time it was finished Hyacinth found herself barley hanging on to consciousness.

A battle she nearly lost when she once again found herself in an all new type of pain; which given how sensitive her nerves were at the moment was pure agony. Fortunately, this pain was no were near as painful as the two previous pains had been, so she was able to keep a hold of her already very lose hold of her consciousness as it started. After all after putting up with all the other pain she had been through feeling as if her hair was being pulled out of her scalp was really nothing to her.

Barley cling to the last drags of her consciousness Hyacinth watched with wide but unfocused eyes as the portal around her began to change in to a slightly cloudy sky. Confused about this Hyacinth tiredly, with pain filed jerky movements, looked around her.

What she saw had her eyes widening in disbelief and a swear word working its way onto her lips. Sadly, she didn't get to say this word, or any words really, as she suddenly found herself freefalling from about fifty feet in the air; right into the ocean. Just as she hit the water Hyacinth lost her battle with consciousness; though not before getting one last thought out. Which was a very enthusiastic 'oh shit!'

Groaning in pain and with a throbbing headache on top of that Hyacinth found herself slowly waking up. Slowly and with very stiff movements Hyacinth began to move around a bit only to instantly jerk open her eyes and shoot up into a sitting position when she recalled just what she had seen before she had passed out. Or to be more precise just what she had been falling face first into before the pain she had been feeling caused her to lose consciousness. After all it isn't often one finds themselves heading directly face first in to ocean and waking up after blacking out upon hitting said ocean know was it.

Unfortunately Hyacinth didn't get a chance to question how it had happened, or even why it had happened, because she found herself finding out rather quickly why you should just shoot up after your body has experienced both a serious amount of pain, as well as some very unknown changes.

One of which Hyacinth quickly found out as she fell back to the ground with a small thump. Winching slightly and wondering just what could of cause her to fall to the ground Hyacinth reach up to rub her head, which was strangely feeling more sore then the rest of her body, only to freeze once her hand reached her hair; or to more precise once she realized the length of said hair.

Feeling this rather small change Hyacinth felt her eyes widen a bit before she pulled at her hair to look at it. Only to freeze once again when she caught sight of her hand, her much smaller than normal hand; a hand that was holding long lengths of blood red hair in it.

Seeing this Hyacinth swallowed a bit before beginning to looking frantically around for some sort of reflective surface. It was doing this that caused Hyacinth to realize that she had washed up on some beach and that the ocean was right behind her. Normal she would of scolded herself for being so unobservant and tripled her training to make sure it didn't happen again but at the moment Hyacinth couldn't being herself to care. She was too curious, and worried, about what the ritual had changed about her to care; at least at the moment.

Seeing the ocean and seeing the large amount of pools nearby it Hyacinth rushed over to one; knowing she could use it like a mirror. Once she reached the pool of ocean water Hyacinth wasted no time looking into it and what she saw left her falling to her rear in complete and utter shock. Because there staring at her in a stun fashions wasn't the tall, athletic form she was used to. Gone was he short neck length red hair, gone was her long limbed nicely tone arms and legs, gone was the stunning figure that she once had.

Instead there stood a pale short six year old looking girl with long waist length hair. Seeing this, and ignoring the fact she was deaged for right now, Hyacinth couldn't hold back a grimace as she ran her fingers though said hair she really hate her hair when it was long; hence why she never let it get longer the neck length when she was older. Mainly because while her hair looked soft, silky and fine if she didn't brush it every day it turned into the worst rats nest you can imagine; as it gets tangled very easily.

Thinking on this and thinking of the hassle taking care of said long hair would be Hyacinth reached up and grabbed her hair up by the base of her neck and reached down for one of her dagger. Which were still thankfully there along with her cloth, which had shrunken down to fit her; something she was extremely thankful for. She then pulled the blade up to just over her fist ready to cut away the rest of her hair only to stop as a loud voice shouted out at her.

"WHAT DO YOU THINK YO ARE DOING?" Later Hyacinth would swear it was because she had just been deaged and really stressed that she did what she did next. Which was drop the dagger and spin around to face who ever had screamed with a slightly startled sounding yelp. What she saw when she saw when she turned around had her swearing inwardly and promising to not only triple her training but quadruple that so she would notice things more. Because there standing behind her were two people. One was large, obviously strong, old looking, slightly silly looking in Hyacinth opinion, man; who Hyacinth was positive had done the shouting earlier. The second one was a much, much younger little boy who looked younger then Hyacinth new deaged self; probably around four or close to it. He had dark black hair that looked messy and even more wild then even her father's had. Not only that but from what Hyacinth could see about him he had dark eyes and a large cheerful smile; not to mention it looked like he already had some type of muscle developing on him.

Seeing these two and the look the older on was giving her Hyacinth blinked and before she could stop herself her old defense mechanism kicked in. Because in an all too familiar tone she found herself sarcastically asking the older man in front of her; while rising and eyebrow in a questioning way.

"I'm attempting to use my dagger to cut the nuisance that calls itself my hair. Why does that matter to you anyway?" But apparently the older man didn't get the sarcasm Hyacinth words where dipping with, or he did but he simply didn't care, because it was in the same booming voice from before that he replied to her question.

"Why do want to cut you hair anyway? Girls need to have long hair! It is the symbol of their feminity! Plus you will never marry a good marine if you cut you hair like that!" Hearing this Hyacinth felt her eye began to twitch and before she could even think about what she was doing she jerked another dagger from her pouch and quickly slashed it through her hair; bringing it back to neck length like it had been before. As soon as she did this Hyacinth stepped on the hair that had fallen to the ground and snarled out to the slightly stunned old ma in front of her.

"Who the hell says I want to marry a Marine!" But then to Hyacinth shock instead of getting angry the older man began to laugh, full belly laughs, before telling Hyacinth in a much too cheerful tone.

"I like you girl! Forget being a marine wife. With an attitude like yours you'll make an excellent Marine yourself! Oh I want you to meet my grandson Luffy he's going to be a future Marine himself…Oh and my name Garp a Marine!" Hyacinth hearing this felt her eye twitch get worse, though her lip did twitch a bit in a smile when she heard Luffy shout that he wouldn't be a marine, before she walked up to Garp with a smile on her face. Once she got there she turned toward Luffy, who was fight furiously against Garp's hold while protesting the best he could about not being a marine, and held her hand out to him.

"Well Luffy My name is Hyacinth and I like you am NOT going to be a Marine. No matter how much someone else pushes for just that!" This was said with a glare to Garp. Which got her a similar one in return. For some reason Hyacinth got the feeling this was start of a simply beautiful friendship between Garp and her.