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Dahlia's Magic	By : lexiatel Category: Harry Potter AU/AR > General Views: 8802 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: Disclaimer: Harry Potter belongs to Jk Rowling, I do not make any profit in writing this story what so ever, I am just having some fun.

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Starr: In the first book, she was then too. She'll lighten up ina few chapters. The fact that she is getting on your nerves must mean I am writing her correctly, because she drove the boys nuts before the troll attack. And let's not mention the only friends she actually had was Harry and Ron for quite a few books. :) Also, there's a reason Dahlia is doing all this, which will also be short of "revealed" shortly. Sorry about that. You should know how twist I am after When There Is No War *winks*

Chapter 16-
Hermione didn't talk much to any of the others for the next few days. Dahlia guessed it was from the scare more than anything. None of the boys appeared upset by this, since it kept her from her constant lengthy descriptions and explanations of any and all topics that came up.
Ron and Harry talked about the package that Hagrid had picked up from Gringotts. Harry seemed to had come across the idea that that was what the dog was guarding. Dahlia didn't understand Harry's fascination with it, but she let him talk. Neville and Dahlia didn't want to go near that thing ever again, and were disinterested in the topic.
"Silencio, you stupid cricket!" Dahlia seethed. She still couldn't get it to stop chirping.
"How do you get that to make so much noise anyway?" Seamus asked, giving it a poke of his finger. The cricket jumped into Lavender's hair who screeched and flung it back at Dahlia, giving her an evil eye. "Crickets usually go quiet around people."
Dahlia took out a potion from her pocket. "Hermione's idea. A Babbling Serum. One drop and this thing will 'sing' for hours."
Seamus laughed. "Brilliant!" He then tried silencing the cricket himself.
"Ah finally! Someone who knows what they are doing!" Lavender said in relief when he had cast the spell with little issue.
Dahlia bit the inside of her lip. For the life of her, she could not figure out what was wrong with her. Come to think of it... she was failing Transfigurations too. Having been one of the few who had yet to make her match turn over.
"Jude says she can teach another lesson this afternoon." Draco said to Harry after he had approached the table.
"What time?" Harry asked.
"After our Potions lesson. Four. We'll be there." Draco answered, speaking for himself and Gregory and Vincent.
"Say, how are you boys doing on the silencing charm?" Dahlia asked Draco's friends with curiosity.
Vincent, who hardly spoke to anyone besides Gregory, shrugged, but his best friend said, "Okay, I guess. We've been working with Vincent's toad now."
"Yeah, I swelled up Rulla's tongue." Vincent added with a chuckle.
"Is that your toad's name?" Ron asked, earning a nod in answer.
"Why, Miss Dursley, a brilliant witch such as yourself isn't still stuck on the cricket, are you?" Draco asked with a smug grin after noticing the cricket and her drawn wand. "I am still waiting for you to show me that thing you promised me."
"Don't tempt me, Draco." Dahlia said sweetly. Right now, she wanted to turn his hair green and prove to him that she was a real witch. But now was not the time. She'll stuff his foot in his mouth eventually. The image of that sent her into giggles.
Draco rolled his eyes before joining in on Harry and Ron's Quidditch conversation.
At the start of Potions that day, Dahlia set her essay on Professor Snape's desk along with a tip from Grandmother's experiment book. If he continued his part of the bargain, she'd make a copy of the entire work for him, since she wasn't going to need it. Not as much as he, anyway.
"It worked." Professor Snape told her quietly as he handed Dahlia a piece of parchment that would tell her her recent grade.
Dahlia simply nodded, refraining from showing a smug grin. She had known it would work, but if she let him know in anyway that she was jerking him around- playing him like a puppet, everything would be ruined. She had to keep her cool.
Hermione sat in her seat, a wide grin on her face, admiring her top grade. "Ouch." She said after catching an eye at Dahlia's grade.
Dahlia pursed her lips. Sixty-Nine. Well, she wasn't completely flunking, at least. Not like the fifty ('For effort' Professor McGonagoll had wrote below her grade) she got in Transfigurations. Her parents, especially her mother, weren't going to be thrilled with this.
"I bet it was because of your glittering potion!" Hermione said with a know it all tone.
Dahlia smiled. "Oh, yes, that must be it." She said dryly.
"Well, I think it's an unfair grade." Ron whispered when he noticed. "I even scored higher than you!" He showed off his shiny eighty-one score. "And you helped me loads of times!"
"Hey!" Draco exclaimed. "Well done, Mr. Potter!" He smacked Harry in the shoulder playfully. "Look what Harry got!" Draco waved Harry's paper to the Gryffindors.
"Golly! A ninty-five!" Ron breathed. "Nice job, mate!"
Harry grinned proudly. "Thanks." It was his turn to admire his paper.
"It's all in the partner!" Draco sat up taller, showing his off one-hundred.
"Nice job, you guys." Dahlia complimented. Now to find out why she was scoring so horrid in potions. She had known it wouldn't be her best subject, but she had also thought she be around eighty.
"Sir." Dahlia approached the professor after everyone had left.
"Yes?" His attention mostly on the papers he was reading.
"My grade is pretty low."
"If you want to know why it is that low, you should just ask why and not expect me to fish the question out of you."
"Alright, Professor Snape, why is my grade so low?"
"Great Potioneers can not be squeamish, Miss Dursley. You can not keep having your partner do all of the slimy work..." he finally looked up from a stack of papers, a smirk on his face. "Unless of course you wish to go through school with that grade alone."
"I don't think I can touch those... things..."
"That's quite alright, Miss Dursley. You'll still graduate, should your performance stay the same, but you will only just barely pass. It's an issue that only you can deal with. Now, don't you have somewhere else to be?" He raised his eyebrows. "Wouldn't want to keep your friends waiting."
"I only have one friend." Dahlia informed him, stuffing her poorly graded paper into her bag.
The professor gave her a strange look of curiosity, but didn't ask any questions and returned back to his work.
"Good luck with your potion, sir."
"Mmhm." He said with a preoccupied tone.
* / *
"You're still on the cricket?" Jude asked Dahlia as the others were working on the new spell she had just shown them; a stunning spell that worked immensely on trolls because of their lack of using their brains.
"Yeah..." Dahlia said slowly, watching everyone else outperform her.
"You should have learned it by now." Jude told her. "I mean, even Crabbe and Goyle have learned it." She gestured to the bigger boys. "And their brain usage isn't much passed a troll. Their fathers aren't too bright either. I keep thinking it's because they married too close of relatives- first cousins, you see."
Dahlia wrinkled her forehead, and glanced at her own cousin. Harry was special to her, but she could never marry him. She shuddered. "Gross."
"Indeed." Jude agreed. "So, can you do anything at all?"
"Not much... Not with my wand."
Jude tilted her head. "Odd choice in words... What do you mean by that?"
"Well... not many people know this, but I can do all sorts of spells without the use of my wand."
Jude crossed her arms over her chest. "Don't play me now, Dursley! I don't like tricks!"
"I am serious!" Dahlia insisted. She put her wand into her robes and looked at Jude's shoes. "Turn blue." She ordered the shoes.
Jude's eyes widened as the shoes did as Dahlia had instructed. "Come here!" Jude grabbed onto Dahlia's upperarm and escorted her out of the room from the others. "Who else knows this?!" She whispered to Dahlia in the empty corridor.
Dahlia shrugged. "Harry and Hermione. I don't tend to brag about it."
"Well, that's a good thing!" Jude said breathlessly. "Don't tell anyone else either! And I hope you trust them, because if this gets out, you will be in danger!"
"Danger?! Why?"
"Wandless magic at such a young age?! Controlled wandless magic?! Most wizards can't do that until they graduate University, and even then, there are limitations!" Jude started pacing nervously. "No, if the wrong people find this out, Miss Dursley, they will hurt you-do you understand me?!"
"Hurt me?"
"Yes! They will use you as a weapon. You see, without a wand, you can be unstoppable..."
"Unstoppable! That's ridiculous, everyone and everything has a weakness."
Jude nodded. "I suppose your right... But... it's something still to be discovered with you. Keep it a secret! I mean it now!"
"Alright... what do I do about my... ill performances?"
"The other hand of course!"
"My left hand?" Dahlia frowned. She was right handed.
"Yes, it will work better than the other, though not greatly." Jude looked down at Dahlia with pity. "You will probably not get any Os on your OWLs. I am so sorry for you."
"But I'll pass, right?" Dahlia asked with concern.
"If you try very hard, you may get As, but I wouldn't count on it. Your wand is literally a handicap, and not a good one."
"Lovely..." Dahlia muttered. This complicates things big time.
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