AN: Alright, I know what I said was next…it still is. But, first we get insight into what Draco's reaction to his hair was. I actually didn't intend to include this. It was really something I could throw in so I could establish a pattern of Grace doing it. However, thanks to two reviewers who both wanted to see Draco's reaction (NESSAANCALIME6913 and jzraael), I felt it quite necessary to now flashback to that moment so we could see it.
Chapter Dedication: Yes it's new. However, in this case very necessary. Inimai paid me what is, in my personal opinion, the highest compliment they possibly could have. Following a recommendation from me they read The Silent World of Cassandra Evans by DylantheRabbit, which is actually the story that inspired my Grace and a couple of other stories of mine, they told me they liked my Grace better. Since I quite literally think of DylantheRabbit as a God when it comes to writing psychotic characters, that quite literally made my day. So this chapter is very much dedicated to Inimai!
Onto the story. You've waited more than long enough.
Grace had just finished casting a cleaning charm on Draco to clean up the hot chocolate Luna had accidentally spilled while dancing yet again when realization seemed to dawn in his eyes. "Dammit Grace. My hair better not have changed colors again, I swear to Merlin!"
Grace smirked, remembering Draco's reaction to her minor change to the color of his hair in Charms class days earlier.
Draco hadn't noticed anything so far and the group was waiting with baited breath. Silent bets were placed through shared looks and no one else in the class would be willing to risk the wrath of Grace to tell the young heir why the rest of the group kept staring at him off and on.
Grace smiled innocently when he finally looked at her, curious what their friends were sharing looks and staring at him for. Of course, it being Grace instantly meant that Draco was on red alert.
It took to the last five minutes before Blaise finally took pity on his friend and conjured a small mirror, handing it to the other boy.
Draco was confused but took it and literally screamed high enough to bust the mirror, a horrified look on his face. One side of his hair was striped with the gaudy Gryffindor colors while the other side was pink and purple.
"GRACE!" He screeched.
Grace burst into laughter and headed out of the room as the bell rang. The group followed with Draco, both trying to hide and beg The Black Princess to fix what she had done.
Passing Colin Creevey had Grace literally summoning the boy where she then pointed at Draco. The younger boy took the silent order immediately, snapped several pictures, muttered about getting them to her soon then promptly disappeared.
Colin adored Grace but liked that he had never caused her to be angry with him and wanted to keep it that way. The less time spent with her, the less likely to upset her.
Grace smirked—Draco had whined for the better part of two days before she had given in and undone her spell.
"Why so suspicious, Draco dearest?" Grace gave an innocent smile.
Blaise smirked from his usual seat next to her and tapped his wand against Grace's head. She spun to look at him in surprise before fingering her hair. It was now silver with Slytherin green highlights. She paused for a second and the rest of the group waited to see what her reaction would be.
Suddenly her eyes lit up and they all seemed to relax when she didn't explode. "BLAISE YOU'RE A BLOODY GENIUS!" She bounced excitedly and then zipped out of the room.
Draco blinked and then turned to stare at an equally shocked Blaise. "What have you done?!"
Blaise shrugged helplessly.
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It only took Draco thirty seconds after walking into the Slytherin changing rooms to find out exactly why Grace had been excited. The five other guys that made up the rest of the Slytherin team after Draco and Grace had green and silver hair that matched Grace's in terms of color.
Most of the other teens looked at least slightly disgruntled. The team captain, Marcus Flint, was smirking at Draco.
"Grace get ahold of them?"
Marcus nodded slightly. "She got ahold of our uniforms too. Take a look." The older boy was outright grinning at this point.
Draco crossed to his own locker and pulled his uniform robe out and blinked. What was once a solid green with silver piping on it had a brand new addition. On the back, large and obvious, was a giant Slytherin house emblem which proclaimed him the Slytherin Prince.
"We each have one. Mine says The Sly Captain. The others all pertain to their Quidditch position too. Only yours and hers are different. Yours says that and hers says The Black Princess."
Draco, used to Grace at this point, just silently put his robe on. The other guys followed suit. Just in time, too, as the door was thrown open and a fully dressed and ready Grace appeared. "Come on, children. Time for us to go and play!"
She was speaking in that creepy childlike tone she was so good at, making several of the boys shiver.
Marcus and Draco shared a look before leading the other boys out and following her.
They were playing Gryffindor and Grace wasted no time in tossing herself into the air and flying around the stadium twice at full speed, the rest of the team following her.
Fred was staring at her in undisguised admiration. While they all knew that Blaise was the only guy for Grace…she and Fred had a history of playing when Grace had her bored moments. Blaise had long since accepted it and knew she still loved him but Fred was more willing to experiment with the weird. Thus, she experimented with Fred and if she liked it she would bring whatever it was to Blaise.
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It had been a long game that day. While everyone had loved the Slytherin's team hair and new uniforms, the game was hard fought on both sides. Especially since Grace wouldn't allow Slytherin's normal rather dirty tactics.
It was four hours into the game before Grace finally found the snitch and she was up against Ginny to catch it.
Grace, easily the better seeker of the pair, pulled ahead and caught it but even with the added 150 points from the catch, Slytherin only won by twenty points.
Grace wasn't particularly pleased by the close call the game was.
That became readily obvious when the group joined together outside of the Slytherin locker rooms, the Gryffindors happy to congratulate their Slytherin friends on a game well played.
Grace had just exited and was talking happily with the three Weasleys she liked when Ron Weasley strutted up to them. He grabbed her wrist from where she had it rested on Ginny's shoulder, attempting to yank her to face him.
"Almost lost did you, Black? Would you have cried to daddy like the princess had to so she could hide from her petty little fear? Like the little bitch you are, huh Black?"
Ron smirked while the rest of the group tensed. Grace was still faced away from the mouthy redhead and he didn't know how deep he had dug himself until she whipped around and by then it was far too late.
No one had even noticed the dagger slipping into his hand until she was already inserting it between the boy's ribs, after which she viciously snatched his arm and promptly snapped his wrist.
Blaise was first to appear next to Grace, tugging her gently into his side. She allowed the movement, locking hate filled eyes on the redhead. Blaise was one of the few of the group who knew exactly what a boggart would turn into for her and was the only one who had seen it happen when she had found a boggart in Grimmauld Place just a year ago. She had sworn him to secrecy about having seen it, though her family knew exactly what her boggart was.
Lupin seemed to choose the worst possible moments to appear. He rounded the edge and was in sight of the entrance to the Slytherin locker rooms before he saw Ron Weasley lying on the ground in apparent pain and with a dagger imbedded in his side.
He strode up to the group and didn't even hesitate before he spoke, his tone automatically accusing.
"Miss Potter! How dare you attack a student! This behavior is absolutely unacceptable! Your parents would be rolling in their gra—"
He didn't even get to finish his sentence before Susan, Luna, Daphne and Draco all snapped their wands out, their magic slamming into his chest without them even muttering a spell. Lupin went flying but was unhurt aside from being winded.
He moved to sit up when a boot pressed into his chest, slamming him right back down into the ground.
Looking up he could see the boot belonged to Daphne Greengrass.
"We have just saved your life, Lupin. See you don't waste that two seconds later." She snarled hatefully.
She spun around and crossed back to Grace, wrapping an arm around her friend's waist and, together with Susan and Luna, led Grace back to the castle.
Though no one else would have noticed it, Daphne's arm around her meant that she could distinctly feel her best friend shaking slightly. At this point Daphne wasn't sure if it was from anger or emotions.
"Susan, call Sirius. Warn him he needs to have a talk with the wolf otherwise we will be and the wolf will be disappearing off the face of the earth if that happens." Grace spoke softly. Her voice contained an edge icier than even her friends had ever heard her hold.
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Sirius had gotten the message but he needn't have worried because right after he disconnected with Susan there was a knock on his door.
Opening it found Remus Lupin on the other side looking quite irritated.
"Lupin." He said evenly. "Come in, I suppose."
Remus didn't waste any time in all but shoving by his old friend.
Sirius frowned but led the man into the general sitting room where Walburga was sitting, the pair having been talking about Walburga's impending visit to Hogwarts.
"What is that doing here?" She snarled.
"I do believe he is here to talk about one of my daughters." Sirius said offhandedly.
"Grace isn't your daughter, Sirius. She's your goddaughter."
"I don't particularly care about your opinion, Lupin. Grace is my daughter. Both in blood and heart. Now why are you here?"
"Grace attacked Ron Weasley for no reason."
"I somehow doubt that."
"I assure you I saw her silly little dagger in the boy myself."
"No, Lupin. I doubt that it was for no reason. I don't doubt her sticking her dagger into the kid." Sirius smirked slightly while Walburga outright grinned.
Amelia chose that moment to enter the home, coming in from work. "Hello everyone…what is that doing here."
"Way too much time with my mother, love. That is exactly how she asked it. Lupin is here to tell us our Gracie stabbed the Weasley boy."
"Fred or George?" Amelia looked worried.
"Ronald, actually." Remus said firmly, satisfied the director of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement would understand how this couldn't continue.
"Oh, him. What's your point?" Her tone was dismissive and Remus blinked. Or maybe she wouldn't. This was ridiculous.
"That kind of behavior cannot continue!"
"What do you expect us to do about it?" Sirius raised an eyebrow.
"Discipline her!"
Sirius barked out a laugh. "Our princess can behave how she likes as long as she behaves herself when we ask her to. Note I said ask, Lupin. We do not order our children. Any of them."
"You mean either."
"No. I mean any. All of her group have become our surrogate children with Susan, Grace and Luna being our actual daughters."
"Luna is Xeno Lovegood's daughter."
"Only for visitation purposes, not that it's any of your business."
"She's not violent, though."
"Luna is just as vicious as Grace or Susan. She just hides it better. Now get the hell out of my house."
"What is your problem, Sirius?!"
"That, Lupin, is information I am not disclosing without Grace's permission. You can return during the Christmas break and we will see if she desires to allow you that knowledge."
AN: And now we get part of the setup for Christmas. Also, on the hair…it just seemed like a good outcome for Draco's hair being changed colors and showed Grace's….weird….excitement for things.
Next Chapter: Wally finally visits her granddaughter. Meant that for this chapter but hey it's already longer than last chapter. Also, Hogsmeade visit which takes place weeks after her visit and has Christmas shopping in it. The gang prepares for their holidays and Grace has a moment of clarity where she actually wonders about some things regarding Lupin. Then, of course, he royally fucks that up. But you can't have everything.
I do take suggestions.