Wishes

Wishes

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Deep in the heart of Meim (a desert city) there lives a young girl named Lily, an emerald in the dirt. This HP/Aladdin crossover is my twist on the beloved book series and the popular Disney classic!
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Summary

Deep in the heart of Meim (a desert city) there lives a young girl named Lily, an emerald in the dirt. This HP/Aladdin crossover is my twist on the beloved book series and the popular Disney classic!

Chapter1 (v.1) - 1: One Jump Ahead

Chapter Content - ver.1

Submitted: April 16, 2017

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Chapter Content - ver.1

Submitted: April 16, 2017

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Deep in the heart of the Meim Central Bazaar, a young girl with long, bright red hair and sparkling green eyes leaped across the rooftops, holding a freshly baked, warm loaf of bread. Five burly guards thundered after her as she sprang nimbly between the low sandstone buildings, cursing and waving their swords.

"Stop, thief! I'll have your hands for a trophy this time," rumbled the guard.

"All this for a loaf of bread?" the girl asked in mock surprise. She whirled around, tossed the bread into a small satchel on her back, and leaped onto the long clothesline that spanned the wide gap between two buildings. She yelled in defiance at the guards, who promptly began shaking the line.

"Hey! Bad sportsmanship!" the girl shouted, then grabbed a scarf off the line and slid across the long gap, leaving the frustrated guards behind. She smirked over her shoulder, then - 

BAM. She slammed into a closed window and toppled down, down, down...

Landing skillfully on an awning, the redheaded girl sprinted down the street and settled down in an alley. Grabbing the bread out of her satchel, she opened her mouth - 

"There she is! Get her!" Crabbe, the infamous head of the guards, leaped down from a ladder. The girl yelped, then glared.

"Can't an innocent orphan enjoy her day's meal in peace?!" she shrieked. 

"You're not getting away so easy this time," Goyle grunted from behind Crabbe. 

The girl squinted at the rooftop, where the clothes were tangled pell-mell around the line. "You think that was easy?"

"Well," the guards muttered, looking amongst themselves. 

"You idiots!" Crabbe yelled in fury. "She's gone!" The guards scattered, looking through the bazaar, going insane all for a little redheaded street mouse. She peeked out from behind a pillar once the guards were gone, then yanked a scarf off of another clothesline, tied it into a turban, and strolled into a little corner where a group of boys were standing around, arguing about brooms.

"Getting into trouble a little early, aren't we, Lily?" asked one of them with a scolding voice.

"Oh, come off it, Lupin, you're only in trouble if you get-"

"Caught! Got you now, little street mouse," snarled Goyle, dragging Lily, kicking and screaming, away to Crabbe. 

"I'm in trouble!" Lupin's foot appeared out of nowhere and tripped Crabbe, and Lily shot off into an alleyway. 

She sprinted up a ladder and sprang through a window into a dance class, then ran through it, jumped onto another clothesline, and finally onto the roof. Grabbing a large sheet, she parachuted down, down into a huge, shabby, abandoned church. 

Climbing through the walls, she finally reached the top of the tallest spire, where she then finished off the bread. Gazing at the palace, she murmured to herself, "Someday..."

She was interrupted by shouts from below. Snapping her gaze down to the streets, Lily saw two young orphans being kicked out of the way by a man riding on a tall horse.

"What! That's unacceptable!" Lily yelled as she leaped out of her window and swung on ropes and windowsills down to the street. She grabbed the orphans out of the way and exclaimed, "What right do you have to pick on the poor?" 

The sheer golden curtains on the litter that the horse was carrying from the front parted. Princess Izla, princess of the Lands of Turkey, slipped her delicate head out from between them and stared Lily down.

"You are nothing but a street mouse. You were born a street mouse, and you will die a street mouse. And nobody will mourn you but your fleas." She shoved Lily down into a mud puddle, where the civillians laughed at her. Her face burned red as her hair, her eyes green chips of fury.

Picking herself out of the mud, she muttered, "If I was as rich as her, I could afford some manners." Marching back to her little home, she gazed once again at the palace.

"Someday, things are going to change."


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