By the end of the Third Shinobi War, she gained a spot in most Bingo Books with various monikers attached to her name: "Poison Apple," "Bloody Princess," and "The Mad Butcher." However, a small handful of Leaf ninja had another moniker for her: "The Bloody Oracle of Kiri". (Or: An SI/OC who's already got a screwed up moral compass and fits right in with the Bloody Mist.)

"What do you mean Poppy doesn't know she's Potter! Why didn't you bloody well tell her?" James snarled at his former headmaster. He couldn't believe that no one had explained it to her in five years at Hogwarts. Lily spoke up from his side, "What...what happened to her while we were gone? How did she get those scars?" She whispered. (AU with humour, angst and romance)

Don't you hate it when you wake up and you don't know where you are? Me too, except I woke up in another universe. A semi SI OC story.

He could have told you all about her. All about the things he loved most about her; the way her eyes crinkled when she smiled, the way her hair seemed to move independently to her body, the way her cheeks flushed when he looked at her. He could tell you about their life together, the love that they shared. But he wouldn't. (Cross-Posted on AO3)