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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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A/N: Meant to update yesterday but I went and saw a show "It's a Wonderful Life", and when I got back, I was really tired. This chapter should be a little heart warming for some readers. Hope you enjoy.
Review Responses:
loisa: Ha, thanks! I have so much fun with plot twists. There are more coming of course! I am going to start the sequel of When There Is No War soon, you and many of my followers should like it. Nothing funnier than new parents (men especially) struggling with a baby, lol! And when you mix in curious older siblings, what more fun is that, hmm?
staar: More is here! Yay! :)

Chapter 26-
"Severus!" Lily called for his attention. "Severus, watch!"
Severus looked up from his book in time to see Lily send the dandelion seeds into the air. They danced around her, fluttering with the flow of the spring breeze. He smiled. "Do you know how many people are going to hate that you just seeded their lawns with what they consider weeds?" He asked, closing his book.
"Oh dear." A look of alarm went onto her innocent twelve year old face. "I didn't think of that."
He chuckled. "That's why they made weed killer, I suppose."
"Are you with that no good for nothing freak again?!" Petunia asked, running up to her sister. "He's not worth your time, Lily!"
"Mum..." Dahlia whispered. "Don't... please..."
"He never showers, and look!" She pointed. "The cuffs of his trousers don't even cover his ankles!"
"That doesn't matter, Tuney!" Lily said. "Sev's a nice boy! He has been helping me understand Hogwarts! And he's my friend!"
Petunia sneered at Severus. "You shouldn't be friends with such a mongrel. He's like a lost dog. I am surprised he hasn't brought back any fleas!"
Dahlia frowned at the tears forming in Lily's eyes. Severus had stood up and began walking away.
"Why can't you understand, Tuney?" Lily asked. "I am the only one that is nice to Severus, he needs me."
"And what about me?!" Petunia asked. "You're my sister, and you spent the entire school year away from home, and now that you're back all you do is go and play with him!" She pointed to the direction Severus had disappeared off to. "You've had all year to play with him!"
"I'm sorry, Tuney!" Lily said, hugging her sister. "You can join us, you want."
"I don't want to go near him! And you shouldn't either!"
"It's just that... he's so lonely... He has no one." Lily whispered.
"To which he deserves!"
"He does not!" Lily shrieked.
"He's a freak! And he's going to turn you into one!"
"He is not a freak, and I will never be one neither!" Lily shouted and ran off to find Severus.
Petunia watched Lily, angry tears streaming down her face.
"Mum..." Dahlia stepped up to the teenager. "You let your jealousy ruin everything." She said quietly, slightly shaking her head. "You're so bitter... and because of that, you lost the only friend you truly ever had."
Mum couldn't hear her though.
Dahlia was starting to get frustrated with these dreams. They made her feel so helpless, even if she knew that that wasn't true. She had helped Dudley understand, and perhaps even Dad. Mum was getting there, but she was still on the fence about the magic her daughter could do.
"You're going to have understand one way or another." Dahlia whispered into the night, now wide awake. "You'll have an extremely lonely future if you do not..."
* / *
"It's not just because she can cast magic, is it?" Vernon asked his wife one morning while the kids were out enjoying their free days of summer.
"I don't know what you mean." Petunia said, sipping her tea.
"You know bloody hell what I mean, love." He said gently. "Anyone would be an idiot if they couldn't sense your jealousy. Over your own daughter too." He shook his head.
"Jealous!" She shrieked. "I am not jealous!"
"Then what is it?" He asked. "Do you really consider her a freak? I hope not, because if that's the case, you really can not deny being the mother of one, and I can tell you wish to mother her, just as you used to. Your mothering instincts for that girl hasn't changed. You miss having your moments with her." He looked at his wife, who was avoiding eye contact with him.
"Look," he said. "I am not going to say that I prefer Dahlia this way, but she is what she is and she makes the effort to please you like none other. She's given you no valid reason to treat her the way you have been. You're adjusting, yes, I'll give you that, but she's not going to hurt you, dear. There's no need to be afraid of her. For four years we didn't even know she could do magic. She has an unusual control of it-"
"Lily could control it." Petunia interrupted him, putting a hand to her forehead. "I miss her so much!" Petunia had difficulty saying the last, a lump forming into her throat. "We didn't get along. I often felt myself hating her, but it wasn't a real hate, Vernon. She was my sister. It's just..." tears shed from her eyes. "She didn't understand me, I guess. And maybe I didn't understand her..."
"Dahlia understands you though. And she's not like the other wizards we have met. That Potter man was infuriating! Hated that man from the moment I met him. But we know not all wizards are so... arrogant. Harry's not..." he added the last quietly.
Petunia was quiet for a few moments. "No..." she said thoughtfully. "He has an awful temper, but he's very much like Lily." A faint smile spread across her face. "Brilliant like her too. Both him and Dahlia."
"Must be the eyes." Vernon joked mildly.
Petunia nodded distantly. "Must be."
Two days later, she sat both Harry and Dahlia down on the sofa. They waited for her to begin, expecting some pointless lecture on how to behave, thinking she had a neighbor coming by for tea or dinner.
She looked at each of them, as if memorizing their faces before she closed her eyes. "I want to apologize to both of you." She could barely be heard, and neither Dahlia nor Harry thought they had heard her correctly.
"Excuse me, Aunt Petunia?" Harry spoke softly. "You are sorry?" He asked cautiously.
"I am..." she opened her eyes to look at him. "Especially to you, Harry. There are things that I am not too comfortable explaining right now that made me have a resentfulness to you. For that I am sorry. I can only hope that one day you will forgive me for my mistreating of you."
Dahlia could tell her cousin was at a loss of words, he stared at Mum for the longest of time before he wet his lips. "So you... don't hate me anymore?" He asked uncertainly.
Mum gave him a teary smile. "I never hated you..." she whispered. "I just..." she sighed. "The wizards- they took my sister from me..." her voice cracked before she started weeping. "And then they killed her!"
Dahlia wiped her own layer of tears, the death scene of Aunt Lily so vivid in her mind. She stood up and wrapped her arms around her mother. "Mummy, don't cry..."
"Aunt Petunia..." Harry had also stood up. "I am also sorry. It is my fault, after all, that she is gone..."
"Harry!" Dahlia shrieked. "Don't you dare say that!"
"She's right, Harry." Mum said firmly. "You did not make that evil man attack you." She snatched the shoulder of his shirt and yanked him to her into a hug. "I should have done this long ago..." she whispered. "It was never your fault, it was my own bitterness-spitefulness- that made me treat you the way I had. That's over all now. You..." she smoothed his stubborn, messy hair down. "Are my family too, wizard or no wizard."
Harry was dumbfounded by his aunt's sudden change of heart toward him. Though he was stunned, he felt joyful inside, for he had always wished his aunt would treat him better. It wasn't like he had a choice in who he was.
Harry hesitantly hugged his aunt back. "I... forgive you." He said slowly, and truthfully.
"Great!" Uncle Vernon shouted making the boy jump. Harry gasped out in surprise, for the large man wasn't red faced with anger, instead, he wore a huge smile. "Finally!" He said to his wife and walked to her, giving her a kiss on her tear stained cheek. "I so am proud of you, my dear." He whispered.
Harry had backed around from the man, standing; waiting for him to come to his senses, and bark at him in anger.
"Come here, Harry." Uncle Vernon spoke gently. Harry obeyed, fearing the alternative. His uncle set a hand on his shoulder. " Now that your aunt has accepted her blood, I would also like to apologize. I never agreed with her on your treatment toward you, and I am very proud to have you as my nephew."
Now Harry was really dumbfounded. The two people, who he never thought would understand the idea of magic, were actually accepting him, the freak, into their family.
"Um... Thank you, sir."
"No more of that, either. Uncle Vernon is enough of a name."
Harry nodded, a tiny smile forming on the boy's face. "Alright, Uncle Vernon."
* / *
Dahlia, Dudley, and Harry watched Ciard and Hedwig swoop in circles high up in the air, stretching out their wings.
"I often wonder what it feels like to fly." Dudley said.
"It's not as as great as you'd think." Dahlia said at the same time Harry said, "It's the best feeling ever!"
Dudley chuckled. "Well, that was incredibly helpful."
"The wind roaring in your ears, blowing through every crack of your clothing and right back out, whipping through your hair." Harry sighed, desperately missing the time he spent flying.
"Well, the wind is awfully cold, and half the time you can't hear anything." Dahlia gave her opinion on flying. "It's neat though. I mean, it is faster travel than foot, but I can't wait until I learn to apparate."
"What's that?" Dudley asked.
"It's where you can teleport say from here to London in just a split of a second. Professor Snape apparated me outside of London the first day I met him. It makes you woozy and light headed, but he says that the nausea goes away after a while."
"I like my broom." Harry said, discarding the idea of apparation. "I hear that you can get splinched in half if you do that wrong." He shuddered.
"They can put you back together." Dahlia said. "I think..."
Dudley wrinkled his nose. "Can you imagine your arse being somewhere and your head another? Imagine coming across such a sight." He let out a laugh. "It would be pretty funny, really."
"Yes, but I doubt the bottom half of your body is going to walk around with the other half missing like in the cartoons." Harry seriously.
"Ah, true."
"Whoa!" A new voice was heard not far from them. "What's that?"
Harry and the twins exchanged grimacing looks before turning around to see Craig standing at the end of the walk path, gaping up at the flying owls.
"Are those owls?" He asked.
"Yes, one is mine." Dudley said smugly, happy enough to rub in that he had something that Craig didn't. "Ciard!" He called up to his owl. "Come here, buddy!" The owl faithfully soared down to Dudley, landing gently on his outstretched arm.
Craig was at a loss of words. Dahlia never thought it was ever possible.
"You can pet him if you want." Dudley offered.
"What can he do?" Criag asked stroking the ebony feathers softly.
"All sorts of things. He's been trained by the best owl wrangler. Ciard, want to do a trick?" Dudley asked.
Ciard out let out a chirp and extended one of his legs out, understanding Dudle perfectly. In the past year, Dahlia learned that most companions could understand more clearly than non magical animals, owls especially.
"Okay watch." Dudley told Craig, who nodded with his full attention. Dudley took out a piece of dried pork, a treat that he had learned Ciard really enjoyed. "Ready?" He asked the owl who clicked an answer. Dudley threw it straight above him. The hunk of meat flew high passed the height of the roof of the house. Ciard took flight, racing up to it and snatched it from the air with his claws before coming back down to the ground to enjoy his reward.
"Magnificent." Craig said in a whisper. "You have a beauty there, Dudley."
"Thank you." Dudley said.
"Speaking of beauty." Craig finally appeared to notice Dahlia was present. He didn't notice that Dudley and Harry's faces suddenly sported horrid looks of disgust. "I came by to see if you wanted to go to the funfair next week. I'll pay for everything."
Dahlia refrained from laughing at her brother and cousin and with a serious face, she said, "Oh, I am so sorry, Craig, but we're going on vacation next week, and we'll be gone for two weeks." What a bummer. She thought sarcastically.
"That is quite a shame." He said with a frown.
"Such a shame." Harry added quickly, biting back a smirk. "Maybe next time."
"Well, they are playing Into the West tomorrow at the cinemas. I am going to go see it, you can come with me if you want."
"Um..." How could she get out of this one?
"Family game night." Harry blurted.
"That's right!" Dahlia quickly took Harry's improvisation.
"Yes, if we miss it, Mum would be so dearly upset." Dudley told the boy with a serious look.
Craig tilted his head, as if he had doubted in their story. "Next time then." He finally said. He gave Dahlia a smile before saying he should get back before his mother worries about his absence.
Dahlia heaved out a sigh. "Thanks!"
"How you can be so quick minded with Snape, but not that boy." Harry commented amusingly.
"Well, I couldn't think of a valid excuse... I mean, there's so much going on at school- anything can happen there. Here..." she gestured to the house. "It's sort of dull."
Harry nodded in understanding. "I miss Hogwarts." He said with a sigh.
"Let's go play some video games." Dudley said, trying to cheer up Harry.
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