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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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loisa: Already thought about adding Dudley to the story more, no worries :) Glad you liked the twist!

Chapter 8-
On the morning of the day that Harry and Dahlia were going to be sent off to Hogwarts, Dahlia had gotten up very early. She hardly slept a wink, too excited to fall asleep.
With all her things packed, Dahlia spent most of her time making sure she looked in perfect order. She made sure her dress was wrinkle free, and her shoelaces were at an even length. After an hour of working on her hair, she sighed. It was being extra annoying today and it didn't want to work with her at all. Several stray strands stuck out of her pigtails.
She got up from her chair and called for Mum.
"Yes?" Mum answered coldly, appearing in the doorway. She then noticed Dahlia's messy hair and scowled.
"I can't seem to do it today." Dahlia said helplessly, handing her the hairbrush.
Mum roughly did Dahlia's hair, not taking her scalp in consideration, pulling a bit too hard every so moments. By the time she was finished, Dahlia's hair look as perfect as her mother had always insisted that it should to be. Mum circled around her before nodding her approval.
"I'm sorry for disappointing you." Dahlia said meaningfully in a quiet voice as her Mum exited her room, having not said a word to her the entire time.
Her Mum pretended to have not heard her.
Dahlia wiped her nose with a tissue and dabbed her eyes dry before pulling her trunk out of her room, meeting Harry in the hall who was doing the same. His excited grin faded as he caught a look of her face.
"Have you been cry-"
"Let's fix your hair." She interrupted him, leading him to the bathroom.
"What's wrong with it?"
"It's looks like you've been through a windstorm." She told him gently. "We're going to spike it. Add some style to it. Like the rockstars. You're a celebrity, after all." With some styling gel, she fixed his hair, making his messy nuisance appear to have been purposely styled to look like it did. "Good?" She asked when she was through.
He smiled. "I like it."
When they lugged their trunks down to the car, Dad stuffed Harry's trunk in the back of the it, and Dahlia's was tied to the top of it, given its light weight.
On the way to King's Cross, Dahlia sat in silence between the boys who were saying last minute things to each other, both excited about their new schools.
They arrived at the train station and walked along the Platforms. Stopping between nine and ten. "Where's Platform Nine and Three Quarters?" Harry asked.
Dad grunted amusingly.
"Professor Snape said we had to run into the barrier between nine and ten."
Dudley hugged Dahlia tightly. "Please write me about everything."
"You too, Dud."
The two boys then exchanged goodbyes.
Dad looked down at Dahlia. "Well, come and give me a hug, it'll be nine months before I see you again." He said as if it were no big deal.
Dahlia smiled, running up to him, "Bye, Dad."
Dad's arms hugged her tightly for several moments before he silently released her.
"Don't get into any trouble, I don't want to be bothered with anything." Mum said crossly before turning away from them, Dad quickly following.
"See you at Holiday break..." Dudley said sadly.
"Bye, Dud." Dahlia sniffed, watching her brother trail behind their parents.
They turned around in time to see a red headed boy sail into the barrier and disappear.
"Whoa!" Dahlia exclaimed. "Let's go!" She ran her trolley to the barrier , picking up speed before running into it. There was no impact as she teleported to Platform Nine and Three Quarters, suddenly surrounded by many people she assumed were wizards. She then saw the train that was named The Hogwarts Express and smiled widely. This was going to be the best day of her life.
Harry appeared soon after. "My gosh." He let out of breath of air. "I thought I was going to smash into it!"
They weaved through the students and their families, along with scattered cats, toads, hooting owls, and Dahlia even noticed a slithering snake that a boy was trying to catch.
Near the end of the train, Harry pointed out an empty compartment. Him and Dahlia tried getting his trunk inside it, but it was much too heavy.
"Where's Professor Snape when you need him?" Dahlia said, grunting, as she pushed at Harry's trunk. "Too bad Hagrid didn't charm your trunk." She stood up, taking a moment to breathe.
"He can't cast magic, he was expelled a long time ago, they broke his wand and everything."
"Aww, I wonder why. He seemed so nice."
"Need a hand?" A red headed boy, who was a few years older than them, asked.
"Could you? Please?" Harry asked, panting.
"Fred! Come help me!"
A boy, who looked identical to the first one, came up, grinning. "Oi." He greeted Harry and Dahlia.
Harry and the twins were able to get the trunk inside and placed, Dahlia's was easy after that.
"Oh, someone had her trunk charmed." A twin said.
"Did you do that all by yourself?" The other winked, teasing her.
"How brilliant of you."
"Thanks a lot for helping." Dahlia said, after giggling.
"Yeah, thanks." Harry wiped a layer of sweat off his forward.
"Blimey!" A twin gasped. "You see that, Fred?"
"Aye, but it can't be-"
"Harry Potter." The boys said in unison.
"Yeah... it's me." Harry said shyly as the twins looked at him like he was some kind of royalty. Dahlia was very surprised that they didn't bow down to him, with the way the were acting.
A woman then called for them, sending them off to her.
Dahlia grinned at Harry's lack of comfort at being the center of attention. "This is great, Harry. You're going to make so many friends here in this wizard world."
"It just feels strange. One day, I am this outcast, that everyone hates, and now... Now, I am this big... deal. I am important- yet I don't even understand why for."
"One day, you may just find out. For now, you should enjoy it."
The train started moving then and Harry and Dahlia watched as families waved to the students one last time before the bodies on the platform got smaller and smaller as the train picked up speed.
"Hey..." another red headed boy, one own their age, stood at the door shyly. "Can I sit here, everywhere else is full."
"Sure." Harry said. Dahlia motioned to the seat next to her.
The boy stared at Harry off and on, pretending to have no interest in Harry until Dahlia finally said, "Well, ask him already."
"Ask him what?"
Dahlia rolled her eyes. "If he's Harry Potter!"
"Are y-you really?" The boy asked, his eyes growing wide.
"Yeah." Harry nodded.
"My brothers- they joke a lot, I can never tell if what they say is the truth. So, do you have the scar?" He asked.
Harry lifted the small amount of hair that covered his scar.
"Blimey...! Never thought I'd get to meet you! I'm Ron Weasley."
"Ron." The twins from before had appeared at the door. "We are going to check out Lee's new pet."
"A tarantula."
"Good." Ron said, absolutely uninterested.
The twins introduced themselves to Harry quickly before closing the compartment back up.
Harry and Dahlia listened as Ron told his life story then, complaining about him being out shined by his brothers. He couldn't afford anything because he was poor. His robes weren't even new.
Harry made him feel somewhat better by telling him how his life at home had been up until recently. "But it could have been worse if I didn't have Dahlia." Harry said, placing an arm around her. "Lia is like my sister, she's really my cousin, though."
Dahlia smiled, keeping silent, and allowing Harry to talk.
A while later, a woman came by asking if they wanted anything to eat, Harry went out to buy some sweets coming back with an arm load of strange candies.
Ron eyes shifted from his crusty sandwich to the sweets. "Go on, have some." Harry offered. "Whatever you like."
"Y-you mean it?" Ron asked in bewilderment. "I mean, it's yours and all."
"Of course I mean it." Harry said.
"Doesn't your cousin want any?" Ron looked at Dahlia, having noticed she hadn't taken anything from the pile.
"I don't eat many sweets." She said, smiling. "It would ruin my figure."
Ron looked at her like she was nutty. "You are joking, right?"
"She's not." Harry said seriously. "She allows herself a sweet in the morning, and a sweet in the evening. No more."
Ron didn't say anything, but Dahlia could tell what he was thinking by the strange look he gave her. He thought she had lost her mind.
As the boys ate through the pile of sweets, Ron explained each of the treats to Harry. Harry was especially fascinated with the Chocolate Frogs, which were frog shaped chocolate that was charmed to hop out of the box once you opened it. Each box also contained a collectors card.
"Dumbledore!" Harry shrieked, instantly showing Dahlia the card he had gotten, who wrinkled her nose.
"He doesn't look scary at all." She said. "He looks sort of like the fictional Merlin though."
Harry and Dahlia gasped as the wizard disappeared. Apparently, photos in the wizard world were very different than in the Muggle one.
By the time all the chocolate frogs had been opened-Ron consuming most of them, making Dahlia wonder where he was able to store all that food- Harry had quite a start in a collection of Chocolate Frog Cards. Him and Dahlia looked them over with interest.
The boys tried coaxing Dahlia to eat just one of the Every Flavour Beans- a candy that literally had every flavour known to man. Even if she was going to have a sweet, there was not a chance she would eat one of those! Especially after Ron mentioned that his brother, George, said he had a booger flavoured one! Yuck!
Soon, a sad boy near tears, came by, looking for his lost pet toad. "I'll help." Dahlia offered.
He smiled, "Really? Thank you!"
"I guess I can help too." Harry said, getting up.
"Nah, you stay here. Finish your treats." Dahlia told him with a smile. "I'm sure we'll find the toad."
"I just don't know what happened!" The boy shrieked to her, as they walked down the carriage.
"Calm down, we can't find him if we're under distress." Dahlia said soothingly. "What's your name?" She asked, distracting him.
"N-Neville. Neville Longbottom."
"Dahlia Dursley." She held out her hand in an offer to shake his trembling one.
She heard snickering then, as a girl with bushy hair come up. "I have been asking around." She told Neville. "But, I would stay away from that compartment- she pointed two compartments down from them. "The boys in there are awfully rude!" The girl huffed before continuing on.
Dahlia walked to the compartment the girl had gestured at. She saw two boys the size of Dudley and another one who was just a bit taller than Harry, with blonde hair, and very pale skin. They were laughing, making fun of the girl's teeth.
"Found a toad, but it's not yours. Sorry, Neville." Dahlia said with a sigh, loud enough for them to hear.
She got their attention, three scowls. The blond boy stood up from his seat, sneering. The two others joined him, giving Dahlia the knowledge of who the leader was. "And just who are you?" He demanded, curling his lip.
Neville took off, not wanting to get into that mess for one minute.
"Who's asking?"
He straightened up arrogantly. "You don't know who I am?! Why, I am Draco Malfoy!"
Before she could reply, someone came by, pushing her out of the way. "Malfoy!" A girl gasped breathlessly with excitement. "Harry Potter is here! He's here right on this train!"
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