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I don't own tmnt or Harry Potter

I don't own tmnt or Harry Potter

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Jasmines outfit in pic. Yes she has tattoos. Deal with it.

Jasmine
HAPPY BIRTHDAY SIS. Mikey yells from behind my causing me to go on defense mode.

Good one. He groans.

I brush my scarlet hair out of my face. Sorry Mike. I apologize. It's fine Dudette. He cheers. Happy birthday my child. I hear Master Splinter say calmly. Thank you Sensei. I reply.

I was gonna say happy birthday but I don't think that's a good idea anymore. Donnie says. Smart idea. I agree. Someone's here. April says suddenly. I hear 'em to. I add. We all put our hands on our weapons.

There is a man with greasy black hair in a cloak.  Uncle Severus. I sigh smiling. The look on his face is pure shock. How do you remember me. He manages to get out. Perfect Memory. I shrug. I turn my head to see the last people I would ever want to see. My birth family. Ā shu. I mutter. Hello my daughter. James says. I am not your daughter. Your daughter died a LONG time ago. I snarl. He looks taken aback for sure. Don't disrespect me little girl. He growls. Don't. Call. Me. Little. Girl. I yell. Master Splinter puts a hand on my shoulder so I don't murder James. Oh kuso Dumb-as-a-door-nail is here. I mutter. We wish for you to return to the Dursley's Miss Potter. Dumb-as-a-door-nail says. They left me here to die. After they abandoned me. I growl pointing towards the Potters. And it's Miss HAMATO. I yell. Whoop, there it is. Casey mutters. Mikey and Raph start to snigger. I give them my Medusa glare. That shuts them up. You are so useless Muggles can't even stand you. My 'Brother' says. Really. Have you seen yourself lately. I growl. Don't insult my son. Lily hisses. WHAT IS THAT!!!! Lily screeches pointing at my tattoo. A tattoo. I say innocently. You got a tattoo. James growls. Yep. I chirp. I have more than one. I add as an afterthought. Freak. Harry mutters. Your so ugly a DEMENTOR wouldn't kiss you. I fire right back. He goes to punch me in the face. I intercept his hand and break it. I am thrown into a wall. Then I see nothing.

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