a/n: sorry for the delay, my only excuse is that it's summer and i'm lazy. there's six chapter's left so it's almost all up. it's acutally really hard to edit this because i cringe every time i read it. really, i know daisy is a mary-sue, i know that some of the dialogue and plot are trite, but this is the first thing i've ever written and i was determined to finish (which is why the next two stories exist.) and it gets worse, i have a self insert coming up. i don't know what i was thinking. anyway, it is still cute, so i hope you enjoy.

Chapter 27

Daisy was able to leave the hospital wing and return to classes at the beginning of the next week. The strengthening potion Snape had made for her worked quite well, but she wasn't back up to snuff.

That's why on the first Saturday of June she was sitting in the stand instead of flying on the field. This was very unfortunately for Hermione who was sitting next to her.

"I'm gonna rip you off that broom and come up their my self if you let another quaffle pass, Weasley!" she screamed at Ginny who had taken over in goal.

"Daisy, sit down!" Hermione hissed, yanking her back into her seat by her robe.

Ginny wasn't doing a bad job as Keeper, but she wasn't as good as Daisy, who was very annoyed she couldn't help her team. Gryffindor and Slytherin were tied at 80 and Draco was marking Harry for the time being.

"I should be up there!" Daisy said crossing her arms.

"Try it and see how long you'd last," Hermione said following Harry with her ominoculors.

"Can I see?" Daisy asked.

"No, you'll only yell again."

"It's sporting match! I'm suppose to yell!"

"Not at your teammates."

"She has a point," Neville said from Hermione's other side.

"Sod off you!" Daisy snapped. "You just like seeing your girlfriend up there."

Neville reddened. "Maybe, but Hermione's still right."

Daisy pouted as loud cheers went up from their section. Gryffindor had just taken the lead 90-80. Just the cheers died down Daisy spotted a flash of gold. A quick glance at Harry told her he'd seen it too.

"Look at Harry!" she screamed rising again.

"Oh what he'd do?" Hermione asked as she swung her ominoculars to him. "Oh!"

Others had seen it too. Lee Jordan's voice could barely be heard over the screams.

"Malfoy's hot on Potter's tail. The snitch is trying to make a brake for it. Both seekers speeding after. Oh Gryffindor chaser Weasley scores! Potter's closing on the snitch, Malfoy at his heal. Slytherin chaser Bancroft going for the Gryffindor goal, blocked by keeper Weasley. And look at Potter now! That firebolt can really go! Straight up! Go Harry, Go!"

The same cries echoed around Daisy. The snitch was trying to escape by taking the boys following shooting in the air like a rocket. Harry only had a slight lead. Suddenly the snitch turned and dived. Harry turned quick and was inches behind it. Draco has lost precious seconds here, as he couldn't turn like Harry did.

"Potter's going to hit the ground. It's coming up to fast! I've never seen a broom move like that! No wait he's turning. He's got it! Potter's got the snitch. Gryffindor wins 250 to 90! Gryffindor wins the Qudditch cup!"

Daisy ran screaming onto the field with everyone else. Her anger at not getting to play was forgotten in the excitement of Harry's capture. The team welcomed her into their massive hug. All eight Gryffindors were screaming madly! Hermione and Neville joined them a second letter. Fred and Angelina were kissing passionately now. Neville congratulated Ginny with a long kiss. And from nowhere it seemed, Ron kissed Hermione. Daisy was going to laugh at her friends when she found herself face to face with Harry.

"Good game!" she shouted over the din.

"It've been better with you!" he shouted back, and gave her a quick peck on the check.

The world seemed to stop for a second. She wanted very much to grab hold of his face and pull his lips to hers. But she didn't. She hugged him tight and said loudly, "We've done it! You've done it, we won the cup!"

Harry turned to the rest of the team, "Three cheers for our replacement Keeper, Ginny Weasley!"

"Hip-hip hoo-ray! Hip-hip hoo-ray! Hip-hip hoo-ray!"

Then Harry called again, "Three cheers for the Keeper who kept us not only undefeated, but shut out two other teams and got us here! Daisy Dumbledore!"

"And!" Ginny shouted quickly, "Our captain and star Seeker who lead us here! Harry Potter!"

At this the crowd lifted Harry and Daisy up as they began to cheer.

"Hip-hip hoo-ray! Hip-hip hoo-ray! Hip-hip hoo-ray!"

Harry and Daisy were carried off to Gryffindor tower as they heard Ron receive three cheers, Then Fred, (with Angelina walking next to him holding his hand), George, Katie and Alicia.

For that day, all were heroes.

The two day party in Gryffindor tower finally came to an end on Sunday afternoon. Then the cram sessions began.

Daisy was thankful for all the time she spent in bed with books. She was able to rattle off most of the facts and magical theory she needed. And now that her strength was back, she was starting to get the practical magic applications.

Hermione became everyone's favorite person. She didn't need a month long confinement to know everything they needed. She'd been working for months and now she was ready. Not everybody else was though.

Harry had taken his own advice and prepared in advance, though not as much as he could have. He had been quizzing Daisy on his visits to see her and found that was an effective study tool for himself. One he was now using to help Ron.

Ron had studied in advance too, but he didn't feel anywhere near ready. He would ask one of the others to quiz him constantly.

Neville was just in a panic. "I can't revise another second!" he had shouted on Wednesday afternoon.

Ginny was spending a lot of time revising with the other fourth years. This was distracting to Neville who became extremely insecure, which was distraction to Ginny. By Thursday afternoon they had a huge row and decided to just take a brake.

To top everything off, Harry and Daisy had to take time off Friday afternoon to attend the trials of Lucius Malfoy and Peter Pettigrew, whose sudden status as alive had caused quite a stir.

On Friday afternoon Harry and Daisy met outside the Headmaster's office at quarter to one. The trial of Lucius Malfoy would take place at one o'clock sharp. Wormtail's would begin immediately after.

When a third student came sauntering down the hall Harry's eyes narrowed. "What are you doing here Malfoy?"

It hadn't occurred to Harry that Malfoy would be going to, but of course it was his dad's trial.

"Moral support, Potter. Moral support," Draco had said when Harry expressed his surprise.

"Yes, but of whom?" Harry asked.

"Get in the office, Wonderboy. Try to be pleasant." Upon seeing Draco's smirk Daisy turned on him. "You too Young Nasty Man. I can't take the two of you bickering all afternoon."

"What are you so upset about?" Malfoy said with a sneer. "It's not your father on the block."

"No Draco, my dad's dead. And this is the trial of your dad who was involved in a conspiracy to kidnap me, and who it is widely believed will get off without so much as a slap on the risk! Can we go now?"

Daisy said this very evenly, but Harry was afraid that if they asked her the wrong questions today, she's snap.

"Yeah, we'd better head up," Harry said, not wanting to wait in the hall anymore.

A moment after they entered the office The Headmaster and Professor Blanc came in.

"Everybody ready?" Professor Dumbledore asked. They nodded. "Good, let's go."

The small party Floo-ed to the Leaky Cauldron and were met by Remus Lupin and a big black dog.

"Remus!" Harry said and hugged him. He also scratched Snuffles behind the ears. "What are you guys doing here?"

"You didn't think we'd miss Peter on trial did you? Granted it's not what it should be for." Snuffles growled as Remus said this.

Harry scratched behind his ears again, but said, "Should he be here? What if Pettigrew points him out?"

Remus sighed, "I've tried to talk him out of going. You can try if you want."

Harry looked to Professor Dumbledore. "We'll wait Harry."

Harry went to one of the smaller privet rooms in the back. After making sure no one was in there he let Snuffles, who promptly turned back into Sirius, into the room.

"Sirius you can't go!" Harry said.

"I'll stay well hidden, Harry. I want to see Wormtail get what's coming to him."

"And he'll want to get back at someone," Harry said logically. "If he see so much as one hair, he'll be after you. And don't you animagus have better senses? He'll find you out Sirius and the demetors will be there before you know it!"

Sirius sighed, realizing just how worried his godson was, he gave in. "I guess your right, Harry." He looked up and smiled, then put his arm around Harry's shoulders and shook him playfully. "When did you get so smart?"

Harry laughed. "With all the time I've spent studying I hope I'm a little smarter. Next week will be hell."

"Language, young man!" Sirius mock scolded. "But you're right, it will be hell."

The six of them, plus snuffles walked down Diagon Ally towards Gringotts.

"Where exactly is the Ministry, Professor?" Harry asked.

"I'm not actually sure. It is somewhere underground in London, but we'll be going in the entrance off of Foolish Ally," Dumbledore answered.

When they got to Gringott's Dumbledore turned to one edge of the bank. Harry knew that directly behind him was Knockturn Ally, but ahead all he saw was a red brick wall taking up the space between Gringott's and the next store. Dumbledore took out his wand and tapped a series of bricks Harry couldn't see.

A stone archway appeared like the one that formed the entrance to Diagon Ally. Behind him, Harry heard Snuffles bark. Harry turned to see the large black bog sitting next to the bank wagging his tail.

"See you when we get out," Harry called.

Snuffles barked a response.

Daisy gave the dog a quick scratch on the head. "No worries, Snuffles. We'll take care of it."

Snuffles nuzzled her hand and she ran to catch up with the group before the doorway closed.

Harry was amazed by the sight that met him. Foolish Ally was a beautiful manicured avenue with red brick everywhere. The cobble stone streets were made of red bricks. The huge buildings were red brick with white mortar outlining each rectangle. Even the sidewalk upon which they now stood was paved in red brick, with a creamy cement curbs. The street seemed to stretch forever in both directions.

"That's the building we want," Guy said pointing to the largest building in sight.

It was directly across the street. "Let's go," Daisy said distantly staring at the building.

Harry watched Daisy as she lead the way across the street. She was holding her head high and looking straight ahead, as thought she couldn't look anywhere else.

Her hair was now perfectly sculpted; Ullah had come to school to fix it after Belle had chopped it. It saw shorter in the front, framing her face and curling under prettily.

She wasn't wearing any of her typical scarves or odd garments that usually marked her as a gypsy. A white mock turtleneck was the only visible clothing because of her school robes. Her black dragon hide boots where unobtrusive. Even her jewelry was gone. She wore just her dragon ring and a few tiny hoops through her ears, one of which had an eight-pointed star dangling a little bit. She looked very conservative, and not really like herself.

Guy came up to her and put a hand on her arm. "Are you sure your up to this?" he asked.

"Would I be here if I weren't?" she answered.

They entered the large building and proceeded through the marble covered lobby. Here they were met with a circus of reporters. Guy put his arm protectively around his sister and tried to steer her through the crowd and their shouts. They couldn't get through.

It looked as if Professor Dumbledore was going to have to step in. Daisy saw this and stepped up first.

"If we answer questions for a minute, will you let us through?" she called.

A general murmur of accent went through the crowd. Daisy looked to her uncle for his approval, which he gave in the form of a slight nod.

The reports began clamoring for attention and Daisy pointed to one. Harry could help but think how grown up she was being.

"Miss Dumbledore, why are you traveling with the son of someone you accuse of trying to kidnap you?"

"Well that's a stupid question!" So much for being grown up. "Draco is not his father. I don't blame him for anything his father has done and I completely understand that Lucius Malfoy is his father and that blood is thicker than water."

"Are you and young mister Malfoy involved?"

"No!" Daisy and Draco said together. They did however smile at the question and each other.

"Why were you and Harry Potter walking about the Forbidden Forest?"

Harry answered this one. "We though we were helping a teacher. We didn't even know we were being lead into the forest. Pettigrew took advantage of the fact that we're both trusting people."

There was much writing trying to get down every word said by the Boy Who Lived. Daisy took the opportunity to whisper, "Nice one Wonderboy."

Professor Dumbledore stepped forward now. "I think that should be enough. We don't want to be late."

And he led the way, parting the crowd like some modern Moses through a sea of people.

The small group descended a series of moving stairs. None of them really knew how far down they were and the enchanted stairs defiantly moved them faster then they otherwise would have gone. They walked down a large dark hall and emerged in a large room with stadium seats facing two chairs in the center. The chairs were facing what appeared to be a judge's bench.

Harry knew this room from the trials he had seen in Dumbledore's pensive. The three students were lead to seats just to the left of the judge's bench. Dumbledore, Blanc and Lupin sat right behind them.

The room was only just starting to fill. "Five minutes to one," Guy said behind them. "We made good time."

Daisy was sitting between Harry and Malfoy. She had her eyes closed behind her glasses. She also looked very pale.

Harry took her hand from where it was clenched to her robes on her lap. She looked at him and gave him a grateful smile.

"I'm fine," she said.

"I didn't say you weren't. Just a reminder I'm here for you." Harry smiled and squeezed her hand before letting go and settling in for the five-minute wait.

The court was almost filled now. The reporters took up the entire back wall and overflowed into the next to sides. This trial was of one of the most influential wizards of the day, Lucius Malfoy, and a dead man, Peter Pettigrew.

There was a loud bang. The doors to the court opened. A tall man with wild white hair wearing crisp black robes entered. A voice called out "Hear ye, hear ye, this court is now in session. The honorable Rupert Hanes presiding."

The judge disappeared behind the bench only to appear at the top a moment later. It was raised a good eight feet off the ground; he must have to climb up something.

Cornelius Fudge entered behind the judge and sat quietly on the side.

"Bring in the prisoners!" Hanes called.

The doors banged open once more. Flanked by dementors Malfoy and Wormtail were brought to the center of the room and their feet were shackled to their chairs.

When the dementors came in they had a definite effect on the room. Harry and Daisy especially looked pale, but they both managed to keep their composure, other then a few tears that leaked from Daisy's eyes.

"We will begin by hearing the charges against Lucius Malfoy," Hanes said. "Mr. Malfoy, please stand."

He did so, with a sneer in the direction of Daisy and Harry.

"Lucius Malfoy, you are charged with conspiracy to kidnap Daisy Dumbledore and Harry Potter, two counts of attempted murder, accessory to fraud; namely that of Peter Pettigrew, assault and battery of Harry Potter, and mayhem. How do you plead?"

"Innocent of the conspiracy to kidnap, and attempted murder. No contest to the others," he said coolly.

Next to her Daisy heard Draco mumble something that sounded distinctly like, "bastard!"

Lucius Malfoy looked around the courtroom. His cooled stare landing on Harry and Daisy then glancing over Draco before talking again.

"I never had any intention to harm either Miss Dumbledore or Mister Potter. I was unaware of the plot to remove them from Hogwarts until I saw them being brought into the forest by a person appearing to be Rubus Hagrid. It is not my fault they were gullible enough to trust the half-giant.

"As for the charges of assault and battery of Harry Potter, the boy was going to launch himself at a dangerous wizard. I had to forcible detained him for his own protection.

"The charge of accomplice to fraud, I had heard rumors Pettigrew was still alive but I never did anything to help him, or even confirm his existence. Frankly I could careless.

"And since when has being an observer ever caused mayhem? I took no active role in any of the events in question except for detaining young Mister Potter."

Locus sat down and Hanes looked around the room. There were mummers from every corner. People were writing or watching what Lucius did. Harry noticed a group of witches and wizards behind Hanes. The jury, sitting just where they had been in Dumbledore's pensive.

Harry wished he knew how the jury had to vote in order to convict. Could Malfoy get off? How many people would they have to convince that he was involved? What information would they have to give in order to convince them of Malfoy's guilt?

Guy leaned down and spoke in Daisy and Harry's ears.

"Be careful of what you say here. Lucius is going to attack your character."

He looked at his sister and put a hand on her shoulder.

"I know what's coming Guy. I, I'm ready," she said.

Harry leaned over. "What's coming?"

"Remember that last Daily Prophet article? He's going to bring that up. And if, I'm not mistaken, he'll take it a bit farther."

Draco leaned forward to see her face and Harry. "You're not mistaken. He'll take you down Daze. It might be better to just let Potter speak."

"Harry doesn't know!" she insisted.

"I was there Daze. I saw what happened. I can tell them," Harry said.

Daisy shook her head. "Harry there is a very large difference between me testifying and you. You get hero credibility, yes. It's important for you to back me up, but I get victim sympathy. Half that jury is witches, probably mothers, and the men all have mothers if not wives sisters and daughters. When I tell them what Lucius stopped you from stopping..."

Her voice trailed off and her eyes became unfocused.

"Daze?" Harry said gently.

She turned to him and smiled. "I have my demons. I guess it's just time to face them."

"Are you sure?" Guy asked.

"Miss Dumbledore!" Hanes called from the bench. They were ready for her now.

"I guess I have to be," she whispered to her brother as she stood.