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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: I really like this chapter, and the following one.
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Staar: Well, she had to saave the man Harry would end up caring for, after all. Hehe

Chapter 46-
Harry was in an extremely good mood the rest of the vacation. He and Dahlia had successfully kept Sirius hidden from her parents, and, Dudley, who had always wanted a dog, had been introduced to Padfoot. Dahlia had told Dudley that he belonged to someone and he had been missing for quite a while. This way, he couldn't get the idea in his head to keep Padfoot as a pet.
Whenever Mum and Dad were gone, the three would run outside to let Padfoot out of the shed, and Dudley and Harry would play dog tricks with him.

"That's Ciard." Dudley said, pointing to his owl who swarmed the sky with Hedwig, stretching out their wings from being cooped up inside the home. Dudley often talked to the dog as if he were a person. "I hope you won't get jealous of him." He scratched Padfoot's ears. "You can't eat him."
Dahlia laughed. "Padfoot won't eat your owl, Dudders."
"Well, you can't be sure. Jordan was always bragging that his dog went after his aunt's ducks."
"Padfoot is a different breed." Harry told him, waving a rag at the dog to begin a game of Tug A War. To prove it, Harry let Dudley take over his end of the rag and called out to Hedwig. Padfoot dropped the rag and sat down, panting happily, looking at the snowy white owl. Hedwig didn't show any signs of distress. She nipped at Harry for a treat, to which Harry retrieved from his pocket and gave her. He nuzzled his nose against her soft feathers.
"You are a really a good dog." Dudley praised and pet Padfoot's coat of fur. "Someone sure trained you really well."
* / *
"You are joking?!" Severus demanded. "Tell me this is a horrible prank! A nightmare!" He then uttered a curse after he had realized that he had fouled up his brew. He could count the times he had done that in his lifetime. It wasn't many. "Fuck!" Severus spat, hastily waving his wand to discard the ruined large batch Skel-Gro. Albus had remained where he stood, on the other side of the desk, silently watching Severus through his reaction to the news.
"He is his friend!" Severus told him. "If Black is going to come here, Lupin will only harbour him, and, for all we know, assist him in finishing the job!" His black eyes were flaring and his breathing was hard and laboured.
"Remus is not a Death Eater." Albus said to the angered man.
"That's what everyone thought of Black!"
"Severus, you are judging Remus merely on one moment of your life."
"HE NEARLY KILLED ME!" Severus shouted. He closed his eyes, taking a moment to calm himself before he would continue. "And now... you want to bring him here again, so he has the chance in harming another set of children. And me! And... And..."
"And who, Severus?" Albus prompted with high interest as Severus sunk helplessly into the chair behind his desk.
Severus shook his head in half denial and unwillingness. "No one." He whispered, shifting his eyes to the dimly lit torch at the door across the way.
Albus removed his glasses and rubbed his tired eyes with the tips of his fingers. "Has Miss Dursley contacted you at all through the duration of this summer's break?"
"No." Severus replied, his voice low and snarly. "Why should that matter at all to the topic of you endangering my life?"
Albus blinked before replacing his glasses. "I do not insist that you talk to her for the strict intention that I love to torment you, Severus." He said. "There is a point behind it. She knows you. Everything about you. Things that I didn't even kn-"
"Didn't?!" Severus gasped.
"It was stored in her mind." Albus explained gently. "I saw a few things before I escaped her perils of entrapment. She knows what you're capable of. And now, so do I."
Severus uneasily looked away from the man's starry eyes. "And what do you know of me?" He asked uncertainly.
Albus approached Severus and tapped a hand onto his shoulder. "You may hide it well, my boy, but it does not make the feeling truly go away." He then dropped his hand and returned to the previous subject. "With the Wolfbane potion, Remus will be unable to harm anyone. You said so yourself."
"You are too trusting!" Severus said, unable to come up with a new argument as to why Lupin shouldn't teach at Hogwarts.
"It's either Remus or Gilderoy." Albus proclaimed. "And if I put this school through another year with Gilderoy, I am sure it will not be only Defence Against The Dark Arts that I will need teachers for. As it is, Minerva has threatened to quit if he steps another foot inside the school."
Severus grunted. As much as he hated Lupin, Lockhart had racked onto his last nerve. If it had been at all possible, he would have said the same thing Minerva had.
"Besides, Remus is a member of the Order, he can teach the students proper spells, unlike Lockhart, who you were right about, by the way." Albus purposely added just to boost Severus' ego.
"You best hope I'm wrong about Lupin then!" Severus growled. "I will see to it that he takes every bloody potion, even if I have to force it down his throat each and every time."
"Not that I'd think he'd forget, but I would expect no less than that from you, Severus."
* / *
"He said I could even live with him when we prove his innocence." Harry said to Dahlia as they studied their new books for the upcoming school year.
Dahlia looked up from her Arithmancy book. "Are you going to?" She asked.
Harry cleared his throat uncomfortably. "Well, I..." he paused to sigh at the look she gave him. "I haven't decided. I mean, I love you guys. It's so nice to feel like I belong somewhere, but, Dahlia, you should have heard him when he offered it. You know he's been by himself for twelve years now, he really needs someone."
"But you belong here." She told him near tears at the thought of him no longer living with them.
"I know..." Harry said glumly. "I also belong with my Godfather too..."
"Well, it's your decision, I guess, but I think everyone here would be upset if you moved away."
"And I would definitely miss you all too!" Harry assured her. "It's just a thought, that's all. One that I am considering."
Dahlia nodded slowly and twirled a quill through her fingers, deep in thought. Harry was right, Sirius could use a human companion, but how could she live without Harry in the room next to hers? Harry, who may as well had been her twin instead of her actual twin brother. The person who could relate to her in more ways than one. How could she let him go?
Dahlia shut her book, her mood to study suddenly lost. She was being selfish. Something she constantly told herself that she was not. Everything she did was for him, and if he wanted to live with Sirius Black, a man who deserved to have Harry's company, then she'd just have to get over it. What Harry needed was what mattered. She was here for him, after all. Here to protect The Boy Who Lived, and make sure he grew up with a happy childhood, one he wouldn't have had if she hadn't existed.
"Now remember the plan," Dahlia whispered to Harry as they waited for the Weasleys and Hermione on Platform 9 3/4. "We have to wait until the precise moment before we can reveal Peter's true identity."
Harry nodded with a grimace. "That's going to be really hard."
"I know, but if we don't, the bugger will slip away like he does in my vision and then your chance for living with Padfoot will go out the window, just like that-" she snapped her fingers then. Her trunk's lock clicked open at her action, making Harry snicker at her blushing reaction. "Oops... Damn wandless magic." She muttered, peering around, hoping that no one had seen what she had just done.
"Oh, you worry a bit too much!" Harry told her with an eye roll. "It's the first day of school, Lia, everyone is too busy to pay you any attention. Hell, they haven't even given me a second glance, and I'm Harry Potter."
"Ah, that's very true." She noted absently, catching sight of the Weasleys, the family who had a difficulty with arriving on time, and Hermione. "Be calm, cool, and collected." Dahlia reminded Harry, both their eyes settling on the lively lump on the inside Ron's shirt.
"I know!" Harry said impatiently. He inhaled deeply as his friends approached them.
"Aye, Harry." There was a chorus of greetings, and the twins, Percy, Ron, and Harry started loading the many of their trunks inside the carriages.
When they were finished, the twins disappeared to meet up with their friends. Percy stayed behind long enough to show off his latest achievement. "Did you see my new badge?" He tapped his Head Boy badge pompously.
Harry snorted at the words 'Bighead Boy', no doubt, bewitched by Fred and George. "We have heard." Harry said, politely smiling. "Congratulations."
"I'd say you earned it, Percy." Dahlia complimented, concealing her own laugh.
"Um, Percy, your badge-."
"Oh, there's Penelope!" Percy interrupted Hermione, flattening his hair in an effort to look his best, his face flushing.
"But Percy-"
"Forget it." Ginny said to Hermione, as he rushed off to meet the girl he liked. "He's not going to listen now."
Ron rolled his eyes at his brother. "He should really pay attention more. Serves him, really."
"So... we're third years now." Harry said as they entered the carriage they stood at.
"It gets real now." Ron said. "Elective classes." He then chased off Ginny, unwilling to have his little sister tag along with them.
"I simply can't wait!" Hermione was practically skipping. "The Ancient Runes and Muggle Studies are interesting. And how about that Book of Monsters? I could not read that thing without it snapping its teeth at me!"
"It tore up a pair of my underwear." Ron grumbled.
"Eww..." Dahlia shuddered in disgust.
"Well, it was clean- but still, it was brand new. I didn't even get a chance never to wear them. Surprisingly, Fred actually helped me get the book under control, though."
"I just put mine to sleep." Dahlia said, leading them down all the way to the end of the carriage. "My brother thought the book was the neatest thing, he even wanted to buy one."
"Aunt Petunia wouldn't let him though." Harry told them, laughing, as they piled into a compartment. Harry, Ron, and Hermione eyed the man that Dahlia sat next to.
"Who's that?" Ron asked, sitting across from him.
Hermione sat next to Ron. "Professor R. J. Lupin." She whispered, making Dahlia conceal a grin knowingly.
"Obviously." Dahlia concurred, leaning forward and snatching her bag from the table. She pulled out several chocolate bars from it, having had bought many on her last trip to Diagon Alley after having a feeling that they would need them.
"Did you finally decide that eating like a mouse is incredibly stupid and insane?" Ron asked as Dahlia set the pile onto the table.
Dahlia folded her hands and set them into her lap. "Course not, Ron." She scoffed. "But a little chocolate won't hurt anyone." She then removed a piece of lint from Professor Lupin's robes that she had spotted and Harry giggled at her hen pecking the sleeping man. He took one of the chocolate bars that Dahlia had offered to the group, with Ron quickly following suit.
Dahlia set her hand onto Professor Lupin's arm. The tips of her fingers gave off a slight tingling burning sensation upon impact.
"What are you doing?" Ron asked Dahlia, his mouth full of chocolate.
"Don't do that! You'll wake him." Hermione added.
Dahlia wasn't paying them any attention, concentrating on searching for sores and gashes. She gently pressed against a wound none of them could see, but she was the only of the four students to know it was there. A wound that he had given himself, to which Dahlia guessed was less than three days ago. She closed her eyes, and mentally cast a spell. Without having to look, she knew his sore was healed, and Dahlia finally removed her hand.
Hermione and Ron were staring at her, Ron's mouth was hanging open. They looked at her like she had done something criminal. "I wasn't doing anything I shouldn't!" Dahlia defended herself instantly.
"Harry said you were healing him." Hermione explained.
"You had your healing look on." Harry told Dahlia. "What happened to him? Do you know?"
Dahlia looked at Professor Lupin and gave a slight nod full of sympathy. "Nasty animal bite." She whispered.
"Oh, how awful!" Hermione pitied the man.
"But how'd you heal him?" Ron demanded, ignoring Dahlia's diagnosis, having not known about her wandless magic. "And how'd you know he had that?"
"Yes, how did you?" Hermione was also curious.
Thankfully, the compartment door opened then, revealing Vincent and Gregory. "Oi." Gregory simply greeted the group.
"We came by to let you know we're just two compartments up." Vincent told them distantly.
"Chocolate?" Harry offered, motioning to the table.
Vincent and Gregory wasted no time to take a bar each and thanked Harry.
"Where's Draco?" Harry asked, watching them unwrap their treat.
"He's a bit under the weather at the moment." Vincent informed.
"And moody."
"Yeah, we better get back so we don't lose our seats."
Dahlia frowned after they had left. She should go see what was bothering Draco. She had thought it was odd that he hadn't replied to her last owl from last week, but shrugged it off since it had been so close to the new term. Maybe something horrible had happened to him.
She stood up to leave, but noticed that the train was slowing down. It was still much too early for that. Harry popped his head to look out in the corridor. The lamps went out then and many people started reacting to the sudden blackness. Several clumsy moments were heard from students trying to move around in the dark, along with words of confusion. Thuds followed as the train came to an harsh stop.
Then, there was a soft crack and the compartment lit up with a flickering light. "Everyone, quiet!" a hoarse voice ordered coming from Professor Lupin. He stood up with a handful of the fire he had made with some sort of spell. Professor Lupin appeared to be waiting for something to happen.
Everything got extremely cold right after that, and, at that exact moment, as her body shivered from the sudden chill, Dahlia knew what was about to come next.
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