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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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Chapter 21-
On the way home in the car, Dudley went on and on about his new school and how much he was enjoying it. He also had two new friends; Wallace, who was in weight loss training with him, and Derek, who was originally from upstate New York. Dudley said Derek and him were always making fun of each others accents.
When Mum had her chance, she started in on Dahlia's grades. Even though she didn't want to be considered the mother of a freak, she was very upset that Dahlia wasn't scoring the top grade like she had done in 'normal' school.
"It's not like I haven't been trying, Mum." Dahlia said. "By the second month, my scores went up by sixty percent. Well... most of them."
"Mum, it must be hard if Dahlia is struggling." Dudley said reasonably.
"Why is Harry out scoring her then?" Mum said stiffly.
Because Harry is a powerful, brilliant wizard who killed a dark powerful wizard when he was just a baby. Dahlia thought to herself.
"The stuff is icky, Mummy!" Dahlia wailed dramatically. "They expect me to touch slugs and eye crusties, and that sort of thing! It's really all disgusting!"
Mum's face turned green then. "Do not say anymore, Dahlia!" She ordered. "Mummy will be sick!" She covered her mouth with sickness.
Dudley and Dahlia exchanged grins.
"You put up the Christmas tree without us?!" Dudley wailed unhappily when they got home. "How could you, Mum?!"
"Doodlikins! Mummy's sorry!" Mum wailed. "I didn't give it much thought. The Berlons had their tree up already, I didn't want ours to be the last!"
Dudley put on his famous pout before stalking up the stairs. Dahlia couldn't blame him, every other year the family had done it together. Even Harry helped, although, he was mostly assigned the jobs no one else wanted to do; applying hooks on the ornaments and untangling the lights.
"I warned you that the kids would be upset." Dad told Mum with a shake of his of his head.
Mum pursed her lips in annoyance and turned on Dahlia. "Take your freakish stuff up to your room!" She ordered impatiently. Dahlia obeyed without a word, and started up the stairs.
"Here, let me." Dad offered, gently pushing her out of the way. Thanks to Professor Snape's charm, he was able to move it with no problem.
Once closed up inside the bedroom, Dahlia took out Stivus from her trunk and placed his habitation crate onto her nightstand. Mum still didn't know about Stivus. She hardly came into her room unless Dahlia called her for something. Now that Dahlia's magic was out in the open, Mum distanced herself from Dahlia.
"How was Hogwarts?" Dad asked her.
"It's interesting." She answered with a giggle. "Harry saved me two times."
"Did he?" He was heavily surprised by that. "From what?"
"First from a troll, and then a broom that someone had jinxed."
"A troll!" Dad's eyes grew wide. "What the bloody hell was a troll doing in the school?!"
"Keep it down!" Dahlia said gently. "Mum would not want to hear this."
Dad nodded in understanding.
Dahlia opened up the door to her companion's cage so he could wander and stretch out. She then gave him a cricket for a treat, that being his most favourite food.
"The troll got in somehow." She began with a shrug. "Some of us students believe it was done on purpose to get access to a certain item that belongs to the Headmaster. Thankfully, we had been practicing the stunning charm for nearly three weeks before though, and Harry and his friends saved me and another girl from it."
"Thank God he was there then." Dad sighed. "I didn't know that that school was so dangerous."
"It's usually not. They have the best teachers there who are better than most people in each of their skill. And it happened during our Halloween feast. Like I said, we think it was done as a distraction."
"None the less, I'll have to somehow thank my nephew for saving my baby girl..." Dad said with a twinkle to his eyes.
"Without also letting him know that you appreciate it." Dahlia reminded him.
Dad sighed. "This is all getting too complicated for my taste..." he grumbled before leaving the room, announcing that he was going to watch his favourite telly program.
Dudley came in shortly, looking depressed. "I was looking forward to my video games when I came back. I wanted to play them with Harry. I've lost in them interest now..." he informed her glumly.
"Aww, Dudders! It's okay, I'll play with you."
"Thanks, but you're not as good as him..."
Dahlia searched her trunk for something that would cheer him up. Thanks to all of Harry's friends and her friendly house mates, she had been given some things to borrow to show her brother, after Harry's request, knowing Dudley would be upset with Harry staying behind.
"Check this out." She said, pulling out a deck of playing cards. "These are themed with fairies." She told him, pointing out the animated females that were dressed very skimpily, revealing more cleavage and leg than necessary. Dahlia learned that the Weasley twins admired this particular deck of cards, but lent her them since they already had several decks hidden away somewhere for when their current one got confiscated.
Dudley chuckled. "You know, some of the boys at my school have some more revealing treasures than this."
"Yeah... but I wasn't showing these for that." She said rolling her eyes. "Watch." She sat on the floor of her room and motioned for him to join her. Dahlia touched the deck of cards with a finger, causing them to start shuffling.
"I thought you're not allowed to cast magic outside of the school?"
"I am not actually casting any magic. These cards have been specially programmed -charmed- to sense the touch of a human. They will even work with a non magical person. Try it."
Dudley's eyes grew wide with anticipating. He eagerly tapped the cards that were still magically shuffling themselves. At his touch, the deck of cards were cut, and then went still, awaiting for the next command. "Wicked! What's the game?"
"Blind Bat is a favourite amoung the Gryffindors." She informed Dudley and showed him how to play the trumping game. The two of them only needing to touch a card to have it do exactly what they wanted it to.
"How does it do that?" Dudley asked in awe, watching his card flutter to the spot between them.
"It's magic." Dahlia said with a grin, tapping her card that she had just played, letting it know that she had won the trick. The two cards flew up and piled themselves onto her pile of winnings.
"Brilliant...!" Her brother breathed, and they played for the next hour before their mum called them down for dinner.
They had a fairly quiet dinner, awkward because Mum wouldn't say anything but quick answers to Dahlia, even with Dudley trying his best to get her to talk.
Dad kept sending looks to Mum, annoyed, yet hopeful when Mum would actually speak. His eyes would go back to his plate of food, when she made no effort to treat Dahlia as her own kin.
"Mum, I could had made dinner, you know." Dahlia said softly, pressing her rice down with her fork, her appetite lost.
"Your mother has actually found out she enjoys cooking." Dad said gently. "She even watches cooking shows. Like you used to." he looked at Mum. "The very same ones." He added pointedly.
Mum stiffened with a huff. "The other chefs do not spend the time with explaining certain details like the ones I watch."
"Mmhm." Dad hummed with a doubtful tone. "Heaven forbid it be for another reason." He mumbled.
All through the next few days, Mum's awful mood clung on. She was able to put a fake happy face for her party though, cheerily welcoming their guests as they came into the house.
"Great." Dahlia groaned to Dudley. They stood out of the way of the flow of visitors, waiting for their mother to call them over to brag about their recent accomplishments. "Craig's here. I was hoping he wouldn't come." she said talking about the snobby neighborhood boy. Craig's family were much more snobby than the Dursleys, and Mum tried her hardest to impress them, especially since the boy fancied Dahlia.
Craig looked like the typical snobbish geek; big framed glasses, a checkered sweater vest, and his brunette hair was neatly combed, parted at the center.
As soon as he seen the perfect looking, red headed eleven year old girl that he so adored, he made his move, reminding Dahlia very much of Draco when he caught site of his unsuspecting prey.
"Miss Dursley." He gave a slight bow before holding out his hand for hers.
Inwardly, Dahlia cringed at his arrogance. Unlike Draco, she couldn't toy with him. She didn't have free range with him like she did with her family and wizards.
Without even looking, Dahlia could feel the holes that her mother bore into her. Mum couldn't stand the thought of her being a freak, but she expected the freak of a witch to act like the lady that she had raised.
One that sucked up to Craig Morgan.
Dahlia flashed her smile that only she knew was fake. "Craig!" She gasped in pretend surprise. "How lovely for you to come!" She set her hand on top of his, her smile frozen as he set his lips to it.
"Wouldn't miss it!" He told her.
Dudley rolled his eyes.
"Why don't you fetch me a cup of that wonderful punch your mother has made?" Craig asked Dahlia.
"Sure." Dahlia's teeth clenched as she turned from the boy. She refrained from balling her fists up as she walked to the buffet table. The little brat couldn't get his own punch. No, he expected Dahlia to get it. That wasn't unusual though. She also had learned from Harry once that Craig even bragged about her to his friends.
"He even told them you were his girlfriend." Her cousin's face had scrunched up, and Dahlia had actually thought he would throw up right then.
Dudley had even 'accidentally' tripped Craig one time for his flapping mouth. He knew he couldn't openly express his hatred for the geek, with his mother's insistence on being on good terms with the Morgan family.
"Dahlia, your guest is waiting for you." Mum came up behind her and quietly sneered sweetly. "He's awfully thirsty."
"Yes, Mummy." Dahlia said, taking the cup and a piece of cake to Craig. "Here." Dahlia held out his treats.
"Thank you." Craig took the punch to sip. "I am lactose intolerant." He announced, eyeing the cake in her hands.
"Oh?" Dahlia asked innocently. "I am so terribly sorry! Must have slipped my mind."
Dudley smirked, knowing his sister's 'innocent' tone all too well. "I'll take it, Lia." Dudley offered.
"You eat that cake and you'll put the pounds back on." Craig warned him.
"I wasn't going to eat it." Dudley grumbled and he made way to put it into the kitchen.
"Never thought I would see him lose weight." Craig said to Dahlia. "I wonder if he is taking some kind of medication. He's too lazy to do any workouts."
"He has a trainer now." Dahlia informed. "Dudley lifts weights and everything. He's going to be on his school's Rugby team by next term." She said proudly.
He snorted. "That'll be the day."
"He will." Dahlia insisted.
"He'll not be small enough. Wouldn't be able to keep up with the other players."
"Have you forgotten that he creamed you like butter in school?" She asked. "Or were you just that afraid of him?"
Craig suddenly looked uncomfortable. "He did have a way with his fists."
Dahlia stepped up closer to the boy. How she wanted to put him in his place, but she had to act like a lady right now. She gave him a toothy smile, showing her perfectly shaped white teeth. "How about you show me how much of a good young gentleman you are, and escort me to the dinner table?"
He returned the smile and offered his arm for her to take, and did as she requested. He even pushed her chair in after she had seated.
After the party guests had left, Dahlia helped her mother clean up. "I have no idea what that boy sees in you." Mum said.
"My charm." Dahlia answered with a sigh.
"You probably set some spell on him."
Oh, yes, that's exactly what I did! I forced him to order me around like an underpaid servant and then to insult my brother!
"That spell is a very complicated spell, Mum, and besides that, it's illegal and would get my wand broken." But you would know that if you paid any attention at all. "Craig liked me before you knew I was a witch, you can't deny that. I did as you wanted. I was nice to him. He's still a stuck up, rich snobby boy that I despise."
"Mrs. Morgan invited me over for their New Year's Celebration!" Mum said happily, apparently ignoring everything Dahlia had said.
"No need to thank me, Mummy." Dahlia mumbled before retiring up to her room.
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