Updated this chapter with an edited version from Fanelight:).
The voices floating around, woke her from a dreadful slumber. "Draco better not be up to his tricks again!" And as Daphne opened her eyes, taking in her surroundings, she let out a gasp. "Oh now, where did we end up going?" she mused as she looked at the people around her. They were a strange bunch of mostly bronze skinned men and women in summer clothes.
She gathered herself up and checked that her wand was still in the holster up her sleeve. It was then that Daphne felt her soaked clothes clinging to her skin. This made her take a second look to where she landed. In a fountain, of course. She cast a spell to make herself dry, making the people around her gasp in surprise as a blue haze went around her, the dry clothes demonstrating the effectiveness of her magic.
Out of the fountain, Daphne move closer to the crowd in front of her. They quickly made way for her in a hurry while she looked at the nearest friendly face she could find, a young woman with a pale face, silvery white hair, and purple eyes.
"Excuse me, but where am I?" she asked the young girl who then smiled and answered her "You're in Pentos." An older man with the same features hurried to their side and interrupted.
"Come on Dany! It's just a low born scum. I do not know why you persist on coming." He looked up and down Daphne with a disgusting look before he grabbed the young girl by her arm harshly.
He was about to drag her off before Daphne spoke "You'll pay for that, I wasn't in Slytherin for nothing." She pulled out her wand and pointed at the man with silver hair, "Now apologize or I'll take that cute hair and turn it grey."
He turned his back to her, so she cast the spell to turn his hair grey. The crowd laughed and pointed as he fell to his knees in shock before muttering, "That's it! She's awoken the dragon." He picked himself up and marched over to Daphne.
The young girl giggled as she stood next Daphne and then hid behind her as the man started yelling at Daphne to return his hair to its normal color.
"Only if you say sorry for what you said and for grabbing this young lady." She folded her arms and winked at the younger girl behind her.
Daphne watched his fist turn white as he looked ready to punch her. When the strike came, she was ready with a spell. "Tarantallegra!" she bellowed.
The jinx struck him, forcing his legs to begin dancing uncontrollably. This made the whole crowd descend into laughter again. Viserys raged at her to make it stop which made Daphne just laughed at him. "I am still waiting for the apologies you owe us because of your deplorable behavior."Most of those in the crowd started clapping while chanting his name mockingly.
Daphne turned to the young girl who looked at her with awe in her eyes. "Now can you tell me where I can get some sanctuary? As you can see I am not exactly from around these parts."
But Dany just pulled her into a tight hug "Thank you thank you thank you!" she said profusely until Daphne pulled her out of it.
"Had he been hitting you?" Daphne frowned as she saw a hint of red across her cheek on a closer inspection.
The girl in front of her just gave a small smile. "I'm Daenerys, and that is my older brother Viserys." Her words then came just above a whisper, "I have to do what he says or else…" She looked at Daphne with frightened eyes before continuing.
"I'm sorry, you shouldn't have saved me. Viserys will probably hurt you or me again when he returns to normal." Daphne just grabbed her hands and said, "Hush sweet one! I can protect you if you help me find my friends?" Dany looked ready to agree but as if remembering something asked her, "But don't you need a sword for protection?" Daphne just laughed this and said in reply, "A sword? Whats can a sword achieve in comparison to this?" She pulled out her wand in front of Dany.
Dany inspected the thing in front of her in confusion. "A piece of wood?" Daphne smiled, "It is not just any old piece of wood. It's magic." And as she said the last word, her wand hand felt a burning sensation.
A crack of black mist appeared as the air whirled around them like a storm on a volcano. Dany and Daphne held on each other as they saw the cloud materialize into a figure before their eyes. She felt the unnatural cold begin to steal over the ground beneath them. Light was sucked from the environment right up to the sky, which vanished... The cold was biting deeper and deeper into Daphne's flesh. She held onto Dany tighter as she flung her cloak around her fragile body.
Their hair danced about their heads as the crowd dispersed, yelling and fleeing in terror while Viserys is still under Daphne's curse unable to flee. Daphne grabbed Dany as they run for cover, she uncast the jinx on Viserys making him slump to the ground.
He started screaming abuse and yelling that the dragon had wakened, when a terrible sound came from within the cloud which shocked the whole city. "Sooo close…" Its thick sound of doom echoed through the land.
Daphne tried to protect her ears from the awful sound. It sent ice water down her spine as it once more spoke, "Ah, a sacrifice!" Blue orbs gleamed in the cloud of black mist swirling around it.
Viserys lashed out in terror as he was lifted up in the air and pulled towards the figure. He froze as the cloud swallowed him up.
Dany was trembling against Daphne as she held on to her for dear life. She had tears down her face which made Daphne's heart just break as they watched Viserys being dragged to the figure.
It reminded her of her sister and a feeling of happiness radiated around her. She whispered into Dany's ear, "Grab my hand and think of your happiest thought. From your heart, Dany." When she did, Daphne felt her happiness seep towards her being. And as she pointed her wand at the cloud, she shouted "Expecto Patronum!"
Daphne felt the powerful emotion swirl around her as her wand started to spark with power, a fiery sensation flowed through her and out through her wand.
The ground around them began to shake as a red beam of light shot out in the form of a dragon that scaled the side of the massive temple and let out a mighty roar that made Dany grip her hand tighter as it burst the cloud surrounding Viserys.
That's when Daphne looked at what she thought was his soul being torn out just like what a Dementor does when it gives its Kiss. But this is way worse. Daphne thought as she saw him tumbled to the ground.
When she summoned the dragon towards the figure, it roared and leaped off the building with its massive flaming wings crashing against it with a definite crack, sending a shockwave of energy that scattered the mist away, leaving nothing in the sky but the hot sun and in the ground Viserys lay unmoving.
Dany let go of her hand and run over to her brother, almost tripping to get there. Daphne approached slowly, wary of the set of riders that had approached them. When she got to Dany and her brother, they were both crying as they held onto each other.
Viserys looked up at Daphne and smiled "Can you forgive me?" Dany looked up too and smiled with her puffy eyes "How can I repay for saving our lives?" he continued after kissing Dany's cheek. "House Targaryen holds a great debt to you lady..." Daphne almost had a tear in her eye at the scenario for how much she missed her sister and friends, instead she smiled and curtsied in a low—rustic fashion—but with a grace of her own "Daphne Greengrass."
It was then that she notice riders approaching them, a fat man in colored garment at the lead. When they came close enough for Daphne to hear them, they were speaking in a language she couldn't understand. So she pulled out her wand and sent a "Langous Duo" towards the company. Hitting the group, it made her able to understand the words being spoken. One of the riders muttered in a thick Russian accent, "This is the work of Gipsies".
She felt amused when heard sharp swords being pulled out. "Okay, calm down!", she cried to the men before her. There was a cessation of movement then one started speaking.
"I want that one." the fierce copper-colored skin man in front of her said. His hair is as back as his eyes. When he jumped off his horse, she gulped as she saw how very tall and muscular he was. He moved quite gracefully she observed as he approach her, his long drooping mustache and a long braid hung with tiny bells that tinkled as he walks.
"I Khal Drogo, name you my Queen."