Surviving Times

MIA'S POV:

There are few things worse than death. For example, boredom.

Which I was never able to get rid of completely even after many reincarnations.

I need to do nothing but wait. Wait and wait. Till I'm able to sense myself again.

With plenty of experience, I can tell I'm currently a fetus. And nothing sucks more than it.

After some time when my conscious was completely restored, I was finally able to do something.

First, I started checking the data through AI. One of very few things useful given by God as a consolation to me after he toyed with my life.

I summoned the menu, and it appeared in my mind.

'Show me my current data.'

[Name: Mia Nicolette Morgan

Strength:0

Agility: 0

Vitality: 0.2

Status: three months old fetus.

Further stats would be soon available.]

I almost forgot how useless this thing can be sometimes. I decided to check the other stuff.

'Open the inventory.'

My consciousness was immediately s.u.c.k.e.d into a space which I call the inventory.

The inventory was nothing much. It just offered me the space to store the things I collect from the worlds I previously reincarnated in. I reincarnated three times, into three various worlds. Hence the inventory too, was divided accordingly.

The three sections were 'FULLMETAL ALCHEMIST', 'FAIRY TAIL', and 'HUNGER GAMES'.

Yes, the worlds I reincarnated are based on fictions. Which sometimes makes me wonder whether I'm really me or merely a character. Well, it doesn't matter anymore now. I'm over it.

Some worlds I knew, like the Hunger Games. Some I didn't know, like Fullmetal Alchemist and Fairy Tail. The God was sensible enough to give me the details or synopsis of all the worlds I reincarnate in. That was quite productive in completing the missions.

There's also a temporary inventory to store the things I will be leaving behind. I call this section PLUS. PLUS doesn't rely on the soul energy to store things. The only drawback is that the things stored in PLUS are lost each time after I die.

The other sections hold all my 'collections' and require soul energy to sustain.

I selected the 'HUNGER GAMES'. All the things I collected in Panem appeared in front of me or rather in front of my consciousness.

I gathered a book with a red cover. It is my diary. All my life is recorded in its endless pages as I enchanted it to be.

I started writing everything that has happened till now into it once again, like I always do.

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Time passes and finally, it's time for me to be born again.

And it isn't pleasant at all.

Like many times, I felt suffocated and compressed.

I hear screams, must be my future mother's. I wonder if she will also leave me in an orphanage or die early.

After the discomfort went away, I was finally able to breathe. The pain of umbilical cord being cut made me cry. my newborn body has no pain tolerance.

Soon, I was enveloped in a warm embrace. It must be my mother. I try to look at her face but it was all blurred, due to my vision being underdeveloped as a baby.

I mentally sighed. I hope I will have a chance to properly see her. With that, I give in to the sleepiness. But I was mentally awake - Perks of strong soul, tempered through reincarnations.

The data must be available now that I'm born so, let's check it.

'Menu'

[Name: Mia Nicolette Morgan

Strength: 1.0

Agility: 1.0

Vitality: 2.0

Status: Healthy infant. 1hr old.]

I was satisfied. The stats were good for a baby, but the vitality is relatively high. It makes me suspicious if the current world I'm in is not a normal one. Hm…

'Show the Missions.'

[Missions:-

Primary: Prevent Aurora Charlotte Morgan's death.

Secondary: Stop the extinction of Wizarding world.]

Oh the missions. I never really understood these mission right away.

'Show the Mission summary.'

[Mission details:-

Primary: Prevent Aurora Charlotte Morgan's death.

Summary: Five years from now stop your mother, Miss Morgan's death. Cause: currently unknown.

Secondary: Stop the extinction of Wizarding world.

Summary: Currently unavailable.]

Huh. As expected, somehow all my 'parents' tend to die 'early.'

I like the primary mission this time. Simply because of its nature. I really wish to know what it feels to have parents...

The secondary mission is a huge headache, though… It proves that this world is not an ordinary one. The Wizarding world...hope this one's not as rowdy as Fairy Tail. I'm not in for an action packed adventure. Seriously, I need a break, but I guess that's impossible.

'Current World Summary.'

[Current World Summary:-

Potterverse.

Adaptation of the first of J.K. Rowling's popular children's novels about Harry Potter, a boy who learns on his eleventh birthday that he is the orphaned son of two powerful wizards and possesses unique magical powers of his own. He is summoned from his life as an unwanted child to become a student at Hogwarts, an English boarding school for wizards. There, he meets several friends who become his closest allies and help him discover the truth about his parents' mysterious deaths.

More information on 'Wiki' section.]

As soon as I read the first line in the summary, I could only utter the four-letter word. Then I recite it again and again.

I stare at the hologram like a fool.

It took some time for me to recover from the shock. Should I feel happy that I'm reborn in my favourite book series or should I continue the four-letter-word-chant?

I decided to continue the chant.

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Calming down was hard this time. All the previous worlds are one thing and the Harry Potter world is one thing. Completely different.

This is going to be tough. It's both like a dream and nightmare come true together.

What the heck am I supposed to do?

I know from my experiences that my interference would definitely change the plot. What should I do? I'm perplexed but deep down, I know what I'm going to do. Whether I like it or not. I've got no choice after all or so I always think.

***

I wake up due to discomfort. Fussing a bit was my automatic reflex as an infant.

I open my eyes to see the cause of my disturbance.

The face of man filled with awe is the first thing I saw. I stared at him. He stared at me as well, but I think he's staring stupidly, like I'm an alien. I don't like this...so I fuss more and started squirming.

That was enough to bring back some sense into the man holding me...but he's still gaping at me.

I seriously want to cry.

"Give her back to me. She's feeling uncomfortable." I heard a woman's voice. It was nice to hear. I like it. It even managed to snap the man holding me out of daze.

"No, Aurora, let me hold her. For a bit more.'

He then held me in his arms properly. His gaze isn't leaving me again…

"...She's perfect. And she's got my eyes." After observing me for a long time, the man said, the last part smugly.

"What? She's awake? Give her to me!"

Someone else received me. This time the arms were more tender and comfortable.

It must be Aurora, my mother…she's also staring at me…

I never get used to how people like to gape at my face when I'm 'born'.

"Mia may have got your eyes, but she looks completely like me."

"Mia? That's her name?"

"Yes. Mia Nicolette Morgan."

"Morgan?" The man asked with a doubt.

"Yeah. Remember, you haven't married me yet dear. So she's having my surname." Mother stated as a matter of factly, clearly enjoying the uncomfortable look on the man's face.

Wow...I'm a bastard.

"I'm sorry...just wait for a little while longer." the man said sheepishly, scratching his neck. I want to facepalm.

"Hmph, it's okay. I bet you didn't even tell your family about me. You don't have to. I'm very capable of raising my daughter on my own."

"Don't get me wrong Aurora. I love you and our daughter. It's just that...let's wait until the war is done and announce it. I want both of you to be safe from war, no matter who wins..."

"Regas, what do you mean? The Dark Lord is succeeding in the war."

"The war's not over yet, Aurora."

"Is there something you're hiding from me Regas?"

"Sigh...Now is not the time for you to know, Aurora. Just give me some more time, then everything will be alright."

"Well not that I care and you wouldn't listen to me anyway."

"Dear, believe in me it's not like that-"

"Stop it. Don't even try denying it. You never listen to me. You became a death eater against my will and now you're hiding something from me. Regas, I'm getting tired of all of this…"

"I'm sorry, Aurora. Please wait a little longer. I will make everything fine. For you and for my princess." He pleaded, and I knew my mother believed that.

You've got to be kidding me! I'm the daughter of a death eater. I can practically see all the troubles ahead of me. I try to glare at my 'supposed' father. And I regret it.

He started staring foolishly again.

"She's so cute. Look Aurora, she's staring at me." He started showing off to mum.

Sigh...I hate the 'new dad.' One thing I know about my father, he is thoroughly capable of being ridiculous.

Woes of an a.d.u.l.t inside an infant...Feeling bored, I also stared at him because my mother is sleeping. I didn't have the heart to disturb her.

So I try glaring at my father. How would I know that the man clearly enjoyed it?

***

REGAS'S POV:

I was on my way to attend the Dark Lord's meeting when saw an owl flying towards me. It was Cora. Aurora's owl. Curiously, I opened the letter she sent. It contained a brief note saying:

"Come to my house quickly. It's urgent. - Aurora."

Without another thought, I flew towards her house on my broomstick. Dark Lord's meeting and wrath could wait.

When I reached inside, I saw Aurora weakly lying on the bed. The sight frightened me. She was pale. Utterly pale and sick.

"Aurora?"

I nearly shouted. She woke up and looked at me. I was surprised to see the unbridled joy in her eyes.

"Shh. You don't want to wake her up." She whispered gently.

"Her?" I was puzzled. I came closer and looked at her. I saw a tiny, little bundle of clothes beside her. I felt all my rationality forsake me when I realised what it was.

My dear Aurora, really loved to toy with me.

I could only stare at the tiny, little one in awe. I heard Aurora's giggles, but that didn't annoy me at all. She took the bundle and placed it into my arms. The bundle was light, but I felt like it weighed a mountain.

Then I was clearly able to see 'her.'

She was almost engulfed in her baby blankets. I was only able to see her tiny fists clenched under her chin. Her tiny head was filled with raven hair, just like mine. No words could describe what I'm experiencing currently. I'm giddy with joy for sure. But I feel so, so overwhelmed.

I could care less about my beloved taking photos.

The infant in my arms consumed all my attention.

She...was my daughter and I am her father. She's like a baby Aurora, but with black hair. She's just so tiny, fragile. I feel I could just stare at her all my life.

"Look at you! Gaping at her like a fool!"

"...How?"

I barely managed to ask. It was a foolish question.

"The little one was too eager to come out. That's why I sent you an owl as soon as possible." It meant a prem.a.t.u.r.e birth.

"Is everything well then?" I was concerned about both of their health.

"Don't worry. We both are fine. She's strong, just like me." She said with a warm smile. A smile cracked on my face too. And as I look at the little lady in my arms, I had to suppress so many emotions.

There was a frown on the little one's face. I watched her intently as she revealed her eyes. They were black pools, like my own but they were so large and watery.

The little one started to fuss and I instinctively knew what she demanded.

Aurora wanted to take her back, but I have no intention of doing so.

I want to cradle her more. She was so perfect. As I stared into her eyes, I knew I made a vow to protect her till the day I die.

I talked with Aurora a little while longer. I felt a little ashamed about whole 'hiding' my daughter from everyone. But I knew I had to. For their safety, I need to.

After my wife had slept, I took my little princess, Mia, back to my arms.

I had to suppress the urge to jump in joy. Aurora would kick me out, even if she was utterly exhausted.

I was content with watching her as she stared back at me.

She is so, so cute.