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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 4-

"How's Harry?"
"He looks just like his father." Severus muttered.
"I wasn't asking if you thought he was cute." Albus said.
The dark wizard narrowed his eyes. "Saying that he resembles a homeless orphan would be an understatement. I doubt they spend even one percent of the support they get for that boy on him."
Albus clenched his jaw at the news. "This is not what I wanted to hear." He said very quietly, no shine at all in his normally twinkling eyes.
"And you expected differently?! That woman is a hag! Always has been. Her pig of a husband and son are no different. I told you that it was a mistake sending him there."
Albus looked at him for a long moment before asking, "I take it that your day with Miss Dursley went well then?"
"What makes you think that?"
"You didn't insult her."
Severus shifted his eyes uncomfortably. "She is an annoying little girl who asks far too many questions."
"She sounds like your usual opinion of a typical young witch."
Severus crossed his arms. "She called me 'Shadow Man'."
"That doesn't sound like an insult to me, Severus." Albus said gently.
Severus eyes glazed over for a moment, staring off in space. He then blinked them back into focus. "I didn't take it as one."
Albus waited for him to explain, but he said no more. "You have thoroughly prepared Miss Dursley?"
"I did as you ordered." Severus sent him a pointed look. "And then some. Minerva will have a decently informed addition to her house."
"You are positive that she will be a Gryffindor?"
"Anyone who is willing to bring a snake into the house of Petunia Dursley is just asking for a death wish. Our estimated student body will probably decrease by one tonight." Sever said dryly. "Or, perhaps, it may have had already."
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Dahlia frowned at her parents and brother who were still sitting on the sofa.
"They have been like that all day." Harry informed. "I think they are stuck."
"They are going to hate me now." She told him sadly.
Harry put his arm around her in comfort. "You could have lied to that man and told him that you didn't want to go." he said reasonably.
"How long do you think I could have hidden it from Mum and Dad though?"
"Lia, you can control it, you may have been able to hide it forever."
"It's too late now." She turned away from her family. She was sure they were going to treat her like a freak after today. Like they treated Harry.
Harry helped her with her trunk that stored all her school supplies. Professor Snape had charmed it so it could carry an endless amount of items, while also being very light weighted. The trunk was bigger than her though, and very bulky, so she couldn't carry it on her own.
In her room, she told Harry about her day, explaining all the shops and spells she had seen.
"He's not so bad." She shrugged, speaking about Professor Snape. "It doesn't seem like he's a very patient man, though. He gets annoyed all too easily. He teaches Potions. He reminds me of Mrs. Lottin, remember her?"
Harry nodded. "Once we found that stray kitten and secretly dumped it off on her doorstep, she was less grumpy."
"Get this, Harry, we are going to make potions that have insects and creature parts in them; like butterfly wings."
"Just like the brews in the books." Harry grinned. "I wonder if there's vampire breath. That would be wicked."
"There's fingernails from an ogre." She opened her trunk to show him. "It's really gross. I am afraid to open the jar." She wrinkled her nose, eyeing the disgusting pieces through the glass.
"Oh, Lia!" He exclaimed, lifting her wand out of the trunk carefully with admiration. "Is this yours?"
"Yep! I made the tip light up and everything! It was really exciting!"
"Can you show me?" He asked eagerly.
"Professor Snape said I can't cast magic until school starts." She told him.
"Oh." He said disappointingly, handing her the wand back.
"Don't worry Harry! When that man comes here to assist you, you'll get a wand too! Oh, make sure you buy this-" she lifted up her cauldron, showing it to him. "You have to check if it is real though."
Harry took the cauldron and rolled it around in his hands, looking it over. "How do you tell either way?"
Dahlia scrunched up her face in thought. "Well, I don't know. Professor Snape was performing magic. He said it was hard to tell the difference between a fake and a real one."
"Let's hope I get lucky then." Harry grumbled with doubt.
"Look what else I got." She took Stivus' case out, showing off her new companion.
Harry grinned and opened the case. He hissed a hello before Stivus turned to him, attracted by the boy who had a rare gift. Harry laughed. "He says your jar of crickets look very tasty."
Dahlia fetched one from the jar and placed it in the snake's cage. Stivus snapped at it immediately, swallowing it quickly. He flicked out his tongue happily.
"He's pretty neat." Harry said. "I am sure Aunt Petunia will adore him. Can't wait to see her reaction."
Dahlia laughed at his comment. She closed up her trunk. "Shall we start dinner?"
Harry nodded reluctantly before following her down to the kitchen. Together they prepared spaghetti bolognese and a green salad. By the time they were finished, their family had been released from whatever magic the professor had cast upon them.
Mum and Dad said nothing as they sat down, dishing their dinner, avoiding from looking at both Harry and Dahlia. Dudley stared at his plate, shuffling his food around. For once, his appetite was missing. "Why can't I do... tricks?" He finally spoke, without looking up.
Everyone looked at Dudley like he had lost his mind. He didn't notice this since his eyes were focused on his poking around the carrots of his salad.
"You want to become a freak too?" Dad demanded.
Dudley looked at him, a scowl appearing on his face. "You really are going to hate Dahlia because of something she can't help?"
"Well." Mum huffed. "I won't have a freak for a daughter; what will the neighbors think?!"
"They haven't thought anything weird in the past four years, why would they think any differently now?" Harry asked, glaring at his aunt. "Lia has hidden it pretty well until today."
"No one was speaking to you, Potter, shut your mouth!" Dad spat.
Dudley got up abruptly from the table, knocking his chair backward in the process. "Go and hate her then!" He shouted at Mum and Dad. "But she's my sister, and I love her! Even if... she's..." he looked at Dahlia, trying to find a word not to insult her with.. "...different." He snatched his plate from the table and stalked off.
They all couldn't believe Dudley had just said something like that. He had never stood up for anyone before.
"Diddlykins!" Mum called after him, gathering her senses back up. She hurried to catch him as he thundered up the stairs.
"My dinner is ruined!" Dad muttered, standing from the table. "Thanks a lot!" He said to both Harry and Dahlia before he, too, thundered off.
Harry's mouth was still stuck open from Dudley's episode. Dahlia pressed his jaw up to close it. "I am not dreaming, am I?" Harry asked.
"No, Dudley just did something nice!" She clasped her hands together. "Maybe he's not such a toad after all."
"I guess not." Harry said quietly. "But, if he doesn't mind your powers, why does he hate me so much? I was never really mean to him..."
Dahlia frowned. "I don't know..."
Later, when Mum had given up on trying to persuade Dudley's mind, Dahlia went over to Dudley's room, and knocked on his door. "Dud, it's me. May I come in?"
Dudley's door opened soon after. His dinner sat untouched at his nightstand. "Mum thinks I hate her now." He said devastatingly. "All because I won't discard you away."
Dahlia smiled and hugged her brother. She wrapped her arms around his neck and gave him a kiss on his cheek.
"Ugh!" He shuddered from her grasp. "Well, you don't have to kiss me!"
"Thanks, Dud." She said meaningfully.
"They are being rather ridiculous!" He grumbled. "If Harry is right about it being four years since you have been able to do tricks, why should they care all of a sudden? You haven't really changed at all."
"What's your issue with Harry then?"
Dudley heaved himself onto his bed. His eyes widen for a moment as a loud snap happened upon his impact, making the bed collapse. Dahlia watched him grin when his shock wore off. He burst out laughing. "I am such a fat bloke!"
"Dudley...!" Dahlia scolded. "Don't call yourself fat."
"I am, aren't I?" He then frowned in thought. "Lia... why do you play with Harry more than me?"
Dahlia sat next to Dudley. "Is that why you hate Harry so much? You think I like him better?"
"Don't you?"
"Harry is a nice boy, and he gets mistreated, Dudley. You have everything; friends, toys, and parents who love you. Harry lives in a closet. He doesn't even have his own clothes. He deserves something. Harry does a lot for us and he's under appreciated."
"They aren't really my friends." Dudley said sadly. "They only like me cause they are scared of me."
"Do you want to play with Harry and I?" Dahlia asked gently.
"Harry wouldn't want to play with me... I have been too mean to him."
Dahlia set a hand onto her brother's arm. "Maybe, if you start being nice to him, he will play with you."
Dudley's eyes flashed with a bit of hope. "Do you think so?"
Dahlia nodded.
"Hey, do you think you can show me how to cook too? Like you and Harry do?"
"You really want to learn how?" She asked in disbelief.
"If you and Harry go off to that school, I'd still like to eat a decent breakfast." He said. "You must teach me how to make those scones, Lia! They are the best ones in the world!"
Dahlia laughed. "You could have just asked me to show you how before, Dud, I would have shown you anytime!"
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