Eris' love affair with Grindlewald.

Aged 3

"So the oldest brother, who was a combative man, asked for a wand more powerful than any in existence: a wand that must always win duels for its owner..."

"The elder wand!" Thorfinn looked down at his daughter, who was clutching her stuffed Thestral.

"How do you know that little one?" he lowered the book and looked at her expectantly.

"Granddaddy told me, he said that it's a hallow and that someone called Grindelwald has it." His eyes widen at her admission by he wasn't that surprised, his father had been a massive Grindelwald supporter back in the day.

"Your right Eris, a very powerful wizard called Gellert Grindelwald..."

"That's a funny name." He raised an eyebrow at her interruption but carried on upon seeing he had her attention.

"He believed in the power of magic and the only the pure should be allowed to use it." He noticed her fighting to stay awake, desperate to learn more. "Go to sleep little one, I'm sure your grandfather will be overjoyed to tell you more about him." He slid off her bed and tucked her in, "Sleep well Eris." Kissing her on the head he snuffed out the candle and made his way to the door. As he made to close it he heard her whisper to the stuffed toy, "It's for the greater good thessy."

Aged 5

"DADDY!" Eris ran across the grand hall way of Malfoy Manor clutching the heavy tomb to her chest. Throwing open the office door she ignored the other men present and made a beeline for her father. "Daddy look!" she thrust the tomb into his hands and hopped on the spot, unable to wait for him to finish reading she started explaining why she had burst in. "Gellert had a thestral wand! Can I have one? Please?" Eris looked at him with wide expectant eyes.

"I'm sorry darling but Ollivander doesn't make Thestral hair wands." Eris' shoulders slumped with defeat, all previous excitement leaving her. Defeated she took the book off her father she made her way to exit the room.

"Ollivander doesn't make them, but Gregorovitch, the German wand maker does." Eris whirled around looking between her father and the older Malfoy who had spoken. After a brief moment her father finally spoke,

"Looks like we're going to Germany when the time comes darling." With a squeak Eris dropped the book and threw herself at her father.

"Thank you Daddy!"

Aged 7

"Eris if you don't desist your jittering immediately, I will take us home this instant." Rowle watched as his daughter froze.

"I'm just excited Daddy, I'm getting my wand!" She sang taking his hand and skipping beside him, Rowle smiled to himself, it was worth travelling to Germany just to see her this happy. As they walked down the cobble street she kept close to her father, barely containing the urge to run ahead. When they reached the shop he held open the door for her as she ran in.

"Mr and Miss Rowle I presume?" a soft German voice greeted them.

"Master Gregorovitch." Rowle said with an incline of his head, "My daughter is looking to a wand."

"Indeed, you're the young lady hoping of a wand"

"Yes Sir." Eris replied, she attempted to stand still as the older wizard took her measurements.

After trying all matter of wands ranging from unicorn and Rosewood, to Dragon heart string and beach, Eris was yet to find a match. "I do wonder..." they watched as the wand master disappeared into the back of the shop before returning with a slim box. "Thestral hair and Ebony, 11 inches, much more ornate than my usual wands, but let's see shall we?"

Eris felt this strange warmth spread from her finger tips as she grasped the wand, bringing the wand down in an arch she showered her farther in pale green sparks. "Congratulations Miss Rowle, it seems you were destined for a Thestral wand."

Aged 9

Eris stood gazing at her handy work, tweaking at a stray thread she decreed that he was ready. "On three then Uncle Roddy."

Hours later...

"Has anyone seen Eris? I haven't seen her in hours." Rowle looked at the others present as they shook their heads. "I better go find her then." Bella and Lucius helped him; they started checking rooms in the manor looking for the young girl. Upon entering the ball room they were greeted by a startling sight.

"Eris?" the little girl spun around from her spot and waved.

"Hi Daddy." Rowle stared speechless at her, she was wearing a blood red Carolingian coat, and her usually black hair has been charmed a brilliant blonde. What was more startling was the fact Rodolphus was stood not far behind her wearing a midnight blue robe covered in stars. "What on earth are you doing?"

"We're recreating the 1945 duel between Grindelwald and Albus Dumbledore, only I as Gellert am winning."

Aged 11

"Cheer up Eris! We're going to Hogwarts!" Draco remarked poking her in the side, the young girl lifted her head from her arms and gave him a dark look.

"I don't want to go to stupid Hogwarts with stupid Dumbledore. I wanted to go to Drumstrang." Draco sighed, He knew how much Eris did want to go to Drumstrang but not even the temptation of the Malfoy fortune had been able to get them to accept the young girl.

"Isn't Drumstrang an all boy's school?" Blaise chipped in unhelpfully. Eris shot him a look equal to the one Draco had just received.

"Gellert Grindelwald attended there; he's somewhat of a hero to Eris." Draco offered as an explanation.

"Isn't he that guy who got beaten by Dumbledore years ago?" Draco was too busy glaring at the boy to notice Eris had looked up and pointed her wand at Blaise. With a quick flash of white, the seat Blaise had been sitting in, suddenly housed a small black piglet who seemed to be wearing a very confused look on its face.

"I'm going to find Greengrass; I'll turn him back in a hour or so." Eris remarked as she swept from the carriage.

Aged 13

"Evening Eris, Draco." Not looking up from her writing Eris simply lifted her quill to show she had heard him. Walking around the table Theo noticed the four pieces of parchment she had laid out to dry, upon further inspection he noticed they all seemed to be for the same subject. "Did I miss when this project was set?"

"Hm? Oh, this is History of Magic homework." Eris remarked still writing. Theo looked at her with disbelieve.

"I thought he only wanted 8 inches."

"He does." Eris finished the piece she was on and took up another blank page. "I simply have a lot to write about."

Dropping into the seat next to Draco he gave the boy a wide eyed look, "What was the essay title again."

"The rise and fall of Gellert Grindelwald in 20th Century." Draco replied with a smirk.

Aged 15.

"You look incredible" looking up from the vanity, Eris caught Severus's eye in the mirror.

"You shouldn't be in here Severus. Aunt Cissa will have a fit if she finds out"

"Lucius is distracting her," moving to stand behind her, he placed his hands on her bare shoulders, "I have a gift for you," reaching into his robe pocket, she watched his reflection draw out a small velvet box; opening the lid he turned it towards the mirror. Nestled in silk was a delicate sliver replica of Hallows symbol. "Your father reminded me of your other love." He smirked as Eris' eyes widened.

"It's beautiful Sev..." Eris swept her hair up revealing her neck, "Help me put it on?"

Aged 18

"I knew your obsession would be useful one day." Rabastan whispered to her.

A/N Hola! Spoons here, just something to feed my obsession with Gellert Grindelwald, lovingly nurtured and helped along by the amazing Ninja, though she's more of a Voldemort lover...

More to come!

Peace & Cake!

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