++++++ Thank you everyone for you sympathies over my gran.

It's a bit hard with everything that's going on. She forgot who I was the other day which was literally devastating.

I hope you enjoy the chapter. This was super fun to write.

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Fifty-One

"Are you not hungry, Harley?" Petunia questioned, watching her niece pick at the roast on her plate. "I thought pork was your favorite."

"Not hungry," Harley muttered, pushing her peas around her plate. "Can I be excused?"

"Not until you finish the food on your plate," Petunia answered. She sat her fork down and templed her slender fingers. "Now I gather you know why Mr and Mrs Diggory were here this afternoon."

Harley rolled her eyes. "Like I could ignore it," she muttered.

Petunia sighed. "I'm only worried about you. Twelve is far too long to have a boyfriend let alone one two years older than you. I'm sorry but I cannot allow this relationship to continue. Natalie and I came to the agreement that it's best if you and Cedric break up and if he's serious about this then you can come back to it when you're ready."

Harley blinked. "You're kidding me right?" she asked her aunt.

Petunia nodded. "Yes, dear. We think it's for the best."

"And what about what Cedric and I want?" Harley frowned. "Or are we just a couple of dumb kids?"

"That's not what I said," Petunia answered. "You're merely too young for such a relationship. Maybe when you're sixteen or seventeen and more developed than you can try again. Now I'm sure Cedric is a nice boy but as boys turn into men, men start to develop certain desires that go beyond kissing. Sex between a man and a woman should only be done after marriage."

Remus spat his butterbeer out and Harley almost fell off her chair.

"Now, Harley-" Petunia continued.

Harley dropped her fork on her plate and stood up to leave.

"Sit down, young lady!" Petunia ordered. "Now!"

"Or what?" Harley snapped. "You going to beat me like you used to let Uncle Vernon?!"

Petunia gasped. "Harley! You know I've apologised to you a hundred times."

"Well it's a hundred times not enough!" Harley snapped back. "Muggle!"

"Young lady I will not have you throw those terms around my house like that!" Petunia warned her. "Your attitude is frankly horrible. You're grounded. Now march yourself upstairs and get that black from your bangs at once!"

"Fine!" Harley snapped, throwing her arms in the air. "But this is not your house! It's mine!" She threw her chair back and stormed out of the room with Prongs stalking after her.

Petunia sighed and shook her head. "Apologise, Remus. I don't know what on earth has gotten into that girl."

"James and Lily Potter," Remus answered. "Both had the worst tempers when angry. What do you expect? Let her cool off and then talk when you both have cooler heads."

Petunia sighed. "That didn't go well at all. I hope she understands that this new attitude must go."

"She's growing up," Remus answered. "It's only going to get worse."

Looking over at the doorway, Petunia decided that she would allow Harley the night to cool off and tomorrow she would try again.


Stewing in her room, Harley paced backwards and forwards, muttering under her breath. She crossed to her mini potions lab and grabbed the hair potion before disappearing into the bathroom.

She took her hair out of the messy bun that she had it in and brushed it out before she dumped the entire contents of the bottle on her head and started to massage it in. As she watched her reflection, Harley grinned as her red curls started to turn black and soon enough, her hair matched her bangs.

Ten minutes later Harley came out of the bathroom to get changed. She started stuffing clothes into her trunk and took her potions kit, shrinking it and placing it in her trunk. "Hannah!" she yelled.

Hannah appeared in a pop. "Mistress Harley called Hannah?"

Harley nodded. "Yes. Yes I did. Can you take me to Dobby?" she asked. Hannah had originally been in service to the Malfoy household but Narcissa had given her to Harley as a gift because the elf loved the girl so much.

"Hannah be taking Mistress Harley to Dobby in Sweden?" Hannah asked, big eyes blinking.

Harley nodded. "Yup. We're breaking out, Hannah."

"Mistress Harley change her hair," Hannah pointed out. "Mistress Harley look like Master James in library."

Harley grinned. It was nice once in a while to be told you look like your father instead of being told you look like your mother. "Why thank you, Hannah. In the morning can you tell my aunt what's going on?"

Hannah bowed. "Hannah be honoured, Mistress Harley. Hannah take Mistress Harley and Master Prongs?"

Harley grabbed her trunk with one hand and took Hannah's with the other whilst the elf took a hold of Prongs' collar and after a loud SNAP, they were gone.


Seeking to enjoy a nice, strong scotch after a busy day, Lucius Malfoy was sudden surprised with a large SNAP in the sitting room.

"Harley?" Lucius mused, seeing the girl suddenly standing in the middle the sitting room.

Harley giggled. "You called me Harley."

He cursed her under his breath.

"What in the name of Merlin have you done to your hair?" Narcissa gasped from her seat on the lounge.

Harley opened her mouth to speak but Draco suddenly burst through the door chasing a snow leopard.

"Harley!" Darco grinned, hugging her. "I was about to mirror call you! You'll never guess what happened today?"

She raised an eyebrow. "Seeing the kitty cat I assume you got a familiar?"

"She tried to eat me," Draco laughed. "I love your hair, by the way. But what are you doing here?"

"I ran away," Harley muttered. "Aunt Petunia is so unfair!"

Narcissa patted the couch beside her so Harley stalked over to sit beside her. "Tell me what happened. Maybe I can help."

"Aunt Petunia told me I had to break up with Cedric!" she huffed. "She says I'm not old enough and says that Cedric will try and take advantage of me cause I'm young."

"Now I'm sure Cedric is too honourable for that," Narcissa smiled.

"But the fact that you chose to run away instead of facing your problems only proves what Petunia said, doesn't it?" Lucius asked her in a gentle, yet firm voice.

Harley hung her head but nodded.

"Draco take Harley to the guest room," his father ordered. "And have the house elves bring you both up some desert. Your mother and I have to talk."

"Draco tell me about your familiar," Harley grinned as they went to put her stuff in the guest room.

Lucius sat his glass down on the table beside him. "Best send an owl to Petunia."

Narcissa frowned. "We'll owl, Petunia in the morning," she told her husband. "Just let Draco and Harley play with their pets."


The following morning Petunia Dursley of Potter Manor had awoken a little after seven like she did every morning to start the business of the day. By now the house elves that served the Potters had gotten used to the fact that Petunia would assist in the kitchen and around the house in the need to keep herself busy.

She busied herself in helping the house elves in making breakfast and once the spread was done, she went to check on Harley. Like yesterday, her bed was empty and unmade so she proceeded to make her way down the stairs to find Hannah waiting for her. "Hannah?"

"Mistress Petunia must forgive Hannah," Hannah almost sobbed. "But Miss Harley ran away last night to Sweden."

Petunia balked. "SHE WHAT?" the mother yelled.

Remus could have sworn that Cindy could have heard it in her house in the village.