I Have Become The Goddess Of Fateoria And Travel The Infinite Worlds. - Volume 8: A Bored Goddess And The Boy Who Lived. Chapter 92 V8 Ch6: Dodge Malfoy Dodge
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Lisa’s POV
“Well I have to go take care of an idiot that wants to use his second chance at life and knowledge of the future to take over the world. I will be back” Sandstorm says
Lisa suddenly kisses her.
“Get back safely okay.” Lisa says with a smile as Sandstorms face goes red.
She shifts to her dragon avatar then quickly teleports away.
“You and her?” Nova asks
“She used to be a guy 20 years ago(to her anyway), I had a crush on her then. And she’s still the same person mostly, only more childish.” Lisa says
“So how did you two get so powerful?” Nova asks
“Well we are from the year 2035.” Lisa begins
“Wait that far in the future!?” Nova asks
“Yep we invented a video game that was basically a second world completely VR you lay down to sleep and rather than sleeping you are in the game world.” Lisa begins
“That sounds awesome.” Nova
“Little did we know we accidentally made a world.” Lisa says
“Then Mike died, her name used to be Mike. And some how she became her game character which she made to be the goddess of the world cause why not.” Lisa says
“Then she shows up to her own funeral after meeting us in the game. As a little red head girl with golden eyes.” Lisa
“Sounds insane, what about you?” Nova
“Ah, since I love her I asked her after we found out she had near omnipotent powers. I asked her to reincarnate me in the game world with her. So now I’m a dragon from that world.” Lisa says
“So how come she is not small with red hair and golden eyes.” Nova
“You see she made her own system, so she can change it at will. She added an avatar function, much to my dismay I am worried about her developing multiple personalities. She said with her eidetic memory it shouldn’t happen.” Lisa says
“What is she a the god of?” Nova asks remembering Greek mythology and how gods have a specific purpose.
“Let’s see, in our world it’s creation and magic, however in other worlds, It’s fate. She is the goddess of fate.” Lisa says
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Sandstorm teleports back in as they arrive at Hogwarts.
“That bastard was so hard to kill! He already had like 150 horcruxes, I had to run around the world an purify them!! His soul was in complete shreds. ” Sandstorm shouts on arrival.
“Welcome back!” Nova says with a smile.
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Sandstorm’s POV
Waiting in the great hall for sorting.
“So I am willing to bet Nova joins us!” Lisa says
The Black family’s reputation is not completely shot thanks to Lisa repairing it as much as she can while at Hogwarts, however Sirius getting out changed a lot.
“She will, I’m willing to bet 150 galleons that Draco Malfoy has a sword thrown at him.” Sandstorm
“It doesn’t count if you” George
“Or your sister throw it!” Fred
“Ronald Weasley”
“Gryffindor!”
“Hermione Granger!”
“Gryffindor!”
“Nova Black!”
“Gryffindor!”
“Gregory Goyle!”
“Hufflepuff!”
Suddenly a handful of people start laughing.
“Draco malfoy!”
Draco walks up and cleans the dusty hat.
as he goes to put it on.
“Dodge Draco!” The hat shouts as a Sword is launched at him.
“You did it?” Fred
“Tell us how?” George
“Nope, that’s the sword of Godric Gryffindor, Draco is a true gryffindor.” Sandstorm says with a a shit eating grin.
“””Pfft”””
Draco puts on the hat after nearly burning it.
“Slytherin!”
“So much for being a true gryffindor.”
“No his father was a death eater, how many people do you think would stab him in the back at our house?” Sandstorm asks
“Fred, George lets make our target Professor Quirrell this year.” Sandstorm says with a bright smile.
Nova, Shirone, and Lisa try really hard not to laugh.
“I’ll go first.” Sandstorm says pulling out her rarely seen wand.
She gives it a flick as Quirrell’s turban catch’s fire.
“Aaahhhh!!!!” He starts screaming patting it to put it out.
‘Have a fun year Tomas riddle.’