Daphne Greengrass was a pureblood, bought up by her parents Cygnus and Pricilla Greengrass to be a perfect in every way, from the age of 2 her parents had hired tutors to teach her the expected etiquette. Everything Daphne did had to be perfect, and her cold demeanour kept the males at bay. However, all of this was just a façade, she never enjoyed any of it, in fact, she despised nearly every aspect of it.
She had returned home a few weeks ago from her 4th year at Hogwarts school of witchcraft and wizardry. It hadn't been a great year for Daphne not due to her school performance which was amazing but the perception of being cold-hearted. The Tri-Wizard tournament was held at school, supposedly a great opportunity to meet new for Daphne that was not the case, the girls from Beauxbatons didn't want to know her after the Hufflepuff's explained that the majority of Slytherins were children of death eaters, Durmstrag didn't care about Light and Dark they were taught both Defence and use of the Dark Arts but they were all far too rough and boisterous and in most cases did not speak English making communication awkward and the ones that did were rude and obnoxious.
So Daphne was once again on her own other than her single friend Tracy Davis, and while the rest of the school was off making new friends Daphne did not get to know anybody new. She never even got a date for the Yule Ball, in fact, all the male population seemed to be keeping their distance. It's not that Daphne wasn't pretty, she was actually thought of as being one of the prettiest witches at the school with her long wavy golden hair reaching down her back, deep blue eyes and slim figure. She knew boys were interested in her by the way she caught them staring at her from a distance, they just did not feel like they could approach her.
Lying in bed one morning in August she decided that she needed to change everyone's perceptions, no longer wanting to be the perfect little pureblood, she wanted to have fun, go on dates. She had never been on a date so did not really know what it consisted of other than holding hands and a cup of tea at Madam Pudifoots (She loved a good cup of tea). there was one thing she could do, it was time to bring out her rebellious side…
Now there is one issue with Daphne's plan she had no idea how to be rebellious, she sat there pondering long and hard trying to work out where to start, then she had an epiphany.
So, slipping out of bed she decided on 2 things. First, she would stop using long words such as epiphany and pondering… Her second idea was put into motion as she walked towards her mirror and adjusted it 15 degrees clockwise.
"That should suffice… I mean do it" Daphne mumbled to herself and went off for a shower and prepare for the day.
Daphne knew her mum would come up at eight o'clock to let her know breakfast was ready. So looking and the clock saying seven forty, once she was dressed, she sat on her bed picked up one of her favourite books to pass the time.
As the clock got closer and closer to eight Daphne began to feel nervous. What would her mother say when she notices the mirror isn't in position, she had not even made her bed?
Then the dreaded moment arrived, three knocks on her door and then the door creaked open, her mother stepped in.
"Good Morning Darling," Said her mother as she walked across the room towards Daphne. Her looks were similar to Daphne's except her hair and eyes were a chocolate brown. This was the moment… at least that's what Daphne thought. She was bound to be shouted at for the mirror being moved. In reality, it was much less dramatic.
"Breakfast will be ready in 5 minutes, your fathers already down there, I see you are reading the book we got you for your birthday," her mother said
"I am enjoying the book thank you, mother, once again for such a thoughtful gift. I will go now and get ready for breakfast" Daphne replied
"Well, I best go get your sister up" Said Daphnes Mother as she walked out the door closing it gently behind her. With a little internal cheer, she had done it, Daphne Louise Greengrass was a rebel!
Putting her bookmark in the page she was on, she set her book down on the bedside table (Perfectly positioned as she didn't want to push her luck too much for one day) and headed off down to breakfast.
The next 2 weeks was much the same each day moving something else out of place, using non-colour co-ordinated underwear and hair bands. The last day of the school holiday before returning to school for 5th year Daphne decided she needed to try something a bit more obvious. Waking up she followed her usual routine, opting this time to leave her top draw open half an inch. Like clockwork, as her clock struck eight her mother came in to let her know breakfast would be ready soon.
"Ok thank you mothe-" Then an idea formed in her head "Mum" she finished off. Her mum just raised an eyebrow at her and walked off to wake Daphne's sister Astoria up.
Walking downstairs Daphne entered the dining room, the room was large with a large oak table big enough to seat thirty people around. With a high ceiling and bright candlelit chandelier. For most of the year, they used the very end of the table.
When Daphne entered, she paused at the door seeing her father sitting at the head of the table reading the mornings edition of the Daily Profit. Cygnus was a rather large intimidating man (Well to Daphne he was large and intimidating anyway), he stood at 6ft2 was rather broad but not considered 'fat', bald and the same blue eyes as Daphne.
Building up the courage she began to walk forward "Good morning D-dad". Looking up from the newspaper Cygnus eyed his daughter as if calculation some unsolved puzzle.
"Good morning Daphne are you feeling alright?" he asked.
Damn, I've been caught; I knew I should have just called him father Daphne thought to herself. "I'm fine, thank you for asking" Daphne replied taking a seat to the right of her father as a plate of fresh buttered crumpets appeared in front of her followed quickly by a glass of fresh orange juice.
"Glad to hear it, Daphne. You seem a bit agitated?".
"I'm fine, just waiting for my Hogwarts letter so I know which electives I got this year" Daphne replied quickly trying to hide the panic.
"As long as you are certain. Anyway, I have to get to the ministry, a Wizengamot session starts in half-hour, be good for your mother." He replied. Daphne's heart was racing she had just got away with calling her father dad and got away with a lie!
A short while later Astoria Daphne's sister walked in with her mum. Astoria wasn't as tall as Daphne being 2 years younger and had the same brown hair like her mum. She also wasn't much of a morning person and any conversation just consisted of grumbles and mumbles.
After finishing breakfast Daphne excused herself stating that she need to write a letter to Tracy and wanted to get a head start on packing her Hogwarts Trunk.
Upon returning to her room she sat on her bed devising new ways to be rebellious. It appeared so far; her rebellious behaviour had gone mostly unnoticed. She decided she needed to increase her rebellious behaviour at Hogwarts if she wanted to make any friends, she began to pack her school trunk.
Being from a rich pureblood family she had a high-end truck with multiple compartments, usually, Daphne would use these compartments to separate the various types of garments such as underwear, skirts and robes each going in their own sections.
Picking out a selection of underwear Daphne decided that she would mix the compartments up... she couldn't face screwing up her underwear (who would want to wear un-ironed screwed up knickers). Robes and skirts both went in the same compartment as did bras knickers and even her socks. Surprising Daphne this actually left her more space in her trunk. "Hmm maybe rebelling has more than 1 advantage" she muttered to herself. For the first time, Daphne would actually be able to take some of her leisure reading books with her.
This is going to be a great school year the all-new rebellious Daphne Greengrass was going to Hogwarts to shake the very foundations the school was built on.
-Extremely Rebellious-
A/N: Hi Guys so this is the first chapter. It's quite short and I hope the next chapters will be longer, so consider this an intro. Feedback is welcome, it will help me improve and hopefully make this a great fanfic... I suppose I should also add that I don't own Harry Potter as much as wish I did! I am just borrowing J.k's world for my own dastardly plot.