Summary: Purebloods, half-bloods, muggle-born, and muggles, she didn't care, they would end up dead in the end. If you are to live, you'd better experience it to your fullest. Thankfully for herself, this was her second chance at it.

Disclaimer: I do not own the Harry Potter series nor do a I lay claim to it at all

Warnings: Rated M for future Mature themes, language etc.

Current Ages:

Cepheus, Cedric - Ages 9-10 (is three years ahead of Danielle/Harry/Co.)

Draco, Danielle, Harry, Ron - Ages 7

Fred/George - Age 8 (is two years ahead in school then Harry + Co.)

Percy - Age 10

Charlie - Age 13

Bill Age 14-15

It had become a common occurrence for the Rosier-Black children to find themselves surrounded by the scions of other wizarding households while their aunt played politics.

At first, it had started out seemingly innocent. Cepheus and Danielle were introduced to a handful of children, a young quiet type Daphne Greengrass and her sister Astoria were the first they had met besides their cousin Draco.

The two girls were rather charming. Daphne, the heiress of the Ancient and Most Noble House Greengrass was the same age as Danielle and the two had got along rather well. They both kept to themselves and their studies and were rather reserved towards newcomers but were very amicable towards the other.

Both Elia and Lady Greengrass saw a bright future for the two heiresses.

Cepheus, on the other hand, seemed to have taken to the younger Greengrass, much as he had with Draco, bringing her under his wing like a protective brother. It was rather funny when Danielle and Daphne would be wandering the halls of the Rosier Manor and come across her brother sneaking sweets to Daphne's younger sister. No one said anything to the adults.

And so for a month or so, the Rosier-Black children would spend their Wednesdays or Thursdays in the hands of the Malfoys, and on weekends drink tea and talk with the Greengrasses.

Both houses knew that the other were associating with the Rosier-Blacks, of course, neither mentioned it and allowed the relations to continue, brushing it off as no concern to either house (although it was to note that Narcissa was on good terms with Lady Greengrass).

However, it would soon turn crazier for the scions as they were later introduced to a shy Tracey Davies and in turn Millicent Bulstrode. But the introductions didn't end just there, no, after their allotted time was given to those two, they were then invited over to meet with the Notts and Smiths.

And then came the most surprising invites a few weeks later, with the arrival of the Diggory house owl followed by a house call from Amelia Bones which came with her nieces birthday invite. Of course, once they attended the party, which was primarily filled with light or grey houses and families, the Rosie-Black children had begun to be deemed 'safe' and 'not dark' or 'evil' as the two of them would hear from the parents of the other kids.

After that, letters, invites, and both formal and informal announcements to gatherings, tea dates, and other events were sent to the siblings, almost all of light or grey leaning households. Needless to say, by the time they had responded to each and every slip of paper, they were bombarded by even more.

It had even reached the point where they had spent almost eleven days on their feet, from dawn till dusk, meeting and greeting every family, heir, Lord, Lady, cousin, house elf, owl, and even several familial ghosts that seemed to live in Britain (and they had also been invited to their distant cousins, through their Rosier blood, chateau in Paris too). Although not every family seemed to reach out to them of course, the Ollivanders, Potter, and Weasley hadn't, but the Potter's made sense and well the Weasley matriarch had made herself fairly clear on the matter of who they were the children of, something along the lines of death eaters and pureblood aristocracy, which technically neither were wrong.

Her kids though, Charlie and Bill were rather sweet to Danielle when she had first met them and even after they had found out who she was they remained just as friendly. Their brothers, the famed twins that always left her giggling, a habit she was slightly embarrassed by, treated both her and Cepheus like anyone else, dismissing their family names like it was nothing.

If it had been anyone else to have done such a thing, perhaps they would've been offended, or at the very least should've been, but neither minded, finding comfort in the relaxed attitudes they shared with them. Her brother especially seemed, surprisingly, rather fond of the twins, although refused to take part in their pranks, was really interested in the mechanics of many of their gadgets and would give the two pointers on how to improve them once he figured out what made them work.

Danielle was pretty sure Lady Weasley wasn't too thrilled with their involvement in her children's lives, but nevertheless still allowed her kids over to the Rosier manor every Tuesday for tea, snacks, pranks, and even a few rounds of Quidditch (the sport that Cepheus loved and was brilliant at well herself saw very little practicality regarding the game but still managed to be a decent seeker), however, the two youngest Weasleys either didn't want to come to the Rosier house of their parents (mother) wouldn't allow it. Not that any of them minded too much, but Cepheus had asked if the two wanted to join them the next time the Weasleys came over (Ron Weasley did but his sister didn't oddly enough).

Tuesdays afternoons were spent entertaining and playing games with the Weasleys, a turn of events that Danielle had never imagined possible nor had even thought of, but wholeheartedly loved every moment with the redheads. The mornings of Tuesday were spent with their lessons for several hours and then she would floo over to the Bones estate to spend a few hours with Susan Bones and Hannah Abbott, two Hufflepuffs in making she believed.

Her brother, on the other hand, went broom riding or chasing, or something along those lines with the Diggory's letting himself to have fun with a boy his age (physically at least) and would also be out there flying with the Smith boy, Zacharis she believed, and a few others she didn't know.

On Wednesdays, it had become their routine to meet with the Malfoys, herself going off with Narcissa early in the morning as the matriarch would be the one to take over her lessons for the mornings and then take them shopping or magic practicing after lunch. Lucius took Cepheus, and from what he had told her, the three with Draco would do several lessons on politics and the runnings of the ministry and then retire to some fun exercise like more flying or a quidditch game (even a dragon sanctuary much to her jealousy). When the daylight was gone, the two would return home tired but content to a slightly stilted dinner with Elia before going to bed.

Thursdays were the days they spent with whoever was free or had made prior arrangements too. Anyone from the Bulstrodes to the Macmillians or the Monroes and Montagues. Fridays would come as the only free day they had, only having to attend their studies for a few hours and then if they wanted could meet with others if they wished. During these times, Danielle would opt to research various things that could be helpful down the line.

From information on Basilisks to anything on werewolf cures and treatments to even rules and laws that heirs, heads, and their apparents had and were allowed. Cepheus, after cleaning his brooms would often find himself in the library or study with her, the two exchanging notes and ideas, of course, that was after she had fountained out everything she knew about the wizarding world from the book and any events she could remember too.

Neither had seemed too excited to e attending Hogwarts soon, she is less than four years away while Cepheus was two years away. They both knew the dangers in attending the school, both, from the knowledge Danielle had, knowing the likeliness of either dying or becoming entangled in the pureblood/death eater battles that were almost a decade from then.

There was always the option that they could attend one of the overseas schools in the rest of Europe like Beaboutons, where their distant cousins the Delacours attended for centuries, or Durmstrang where they would be accepted considering their dark magic ties. Even a few other schools could be better like the one in Mongolia or the boarding school in Australia (which was originally a massive fuck you to the Britsh wizarding world at the time.) And there was always the option of attending Ilvermorny or the small women's school, for her case, in Salem too.

However, despite their talks, they both knew neither would leave Britain and the chance to attend Hogwarts, how could they? It had always been their dream when they were young too attend and to actually get a letter from the school now, well they weren't going to miss the opportunity.

Most Fridays were just planning, talking, and reading nothing to hectic or crazy as their Saturdays were always the wild day of the week.

These were the days that functions happened for both pureblood and aristocracy. And seeing as how they were both the next undeterred heads of two powerful and noble houses as well as the heir apparent to their sibling's houses, for the time being, Danielle and Cepheus had to go for both good faith and proof of their family strength.

It was also during these times when allies were made, alliances built or broken, and it was then when they got a good first look into the political side of the society. At least it would've been if the other lords and ladies didn't stick their heirs onto the pair the moment they would arrive.

The first few times it happened they were left to fend for themselves while their aunt played around with the purebloods along with the help of Lady Greengrass. But once they had met with the other children, the ones that weren't after their money or titles, the two had found their place amongst it all.

Cepheus tended to lean towards the older boys, of course, opting to keep young Cedric Diggory as his right-hand man of sorts along with a soft faced Oliver Wood. All three were avid Quidditch fans of course. By the sixth meeting, their little trio had grown a bit, adding in one of the Smith boys, Flint, and several others of the smaller houses.

Danielle, on the other hand, had wrapped herself around Daphne Greengrass and the Nott heir. The group was too big but when Ameilia would bring her niece and her friends, their small group grew again. She had found it hard to get friendships, considering the majority of the females who came to befriend her were told so by their parents to secure a betrothal to her brother (which apparently a few boys had done the same to Cepheus as well), but a few genuine friendships she made over the weeks.

Lavender Brown was the next to come into the little group. She was a bit loud and pushy for Danielle's taste but had grown on the girl. Isobel and Morag MacDougal were next, fraternal twins, a boy, and girl, who very well read and analytical to a flaw but they always seemed to make everyone smile.

The last to join their Saturday group was a bit of a surprise to everyone. The lone heir to the Max House, Jonathan Joen-Max. The moment Danielle heard his name, she was quick to take him under her wing, despite him being a year and a half older than herself. She, of course, called him JoJo, much to the rest's confusion but he hadn't seemed to mind, in fact being more shocked to be sitting around the other scions.

The Max House, as they were older enough to be considered more then just a 'family' were near extinct. But unlike the Blacks or Rosier's whose family magic and blood ran through the veins of many (as well as numerous squibs and half-bloods much like their Aunt Elia), House Max had only two members that were even considered to have enough family magic to be part of the House.

If Jonathan's older brother, Diego, hadn't gotten a blood test, they wouldn't have even known they were of the house. And within another generation or two, they would have become so far away from the households magic that they couldn't even take up the mantle.

There were only three ways to take up as the head of a house. One was by blood or the eldest child generally. Family magic choosing the next head wasn't as common but has happened in the past where the heir either wasn't fit or the last head never noted anything in their will. And third was to get a blood test done and then see if the house rings, and with it, the magic would recognize you. This was only done if the house itself was extinct when the main branch had been wiped out, but cousin branches could try to lay claim to the house as a way to rebuild.

For example, House Le Fay was considered extinct by almost every magical community out there, however, there could be still descendants of the hose out there. But because there are no direct descendants left as well as any from a separate or lower branch would have enough of the original House Le Fay magic in their veins, they would most likely be rejected by the hose rings and therefore the magic despite being descendent from it.

This wasn't just a way to know who was of their house, but also a failsafe of sorts. Due to the fact that almost every pureblood in the British wizarding sphere were related, this way, using blood and house magic to pass on the headships, was key. In Danielle's case, she is of the main branch of house Rosier and therefore had a higher concentration of house magic, while say Draco Malfoy, a descendant of several Rosiers a few generations back most likely wouldn't be accepted as the next head due to other hose magics taking the majority. Of course, there were exceptions to the rule, as was the case with the last head of House Pendragon who's house had been considered dead for over two centuries or in the current case with House Max.

All in all, while Cepheus and Danielle weren't overly joyed with their waster Saturdays, they slowly became more invested and by the end of summer had become rather attached to the people in their groups.

Sundays were the shopping days. At least the days where the siblings would wander around Diagon Alley or floo over to other various shopping areas around the wizarding world. Although Elia or Lady Greengrass (more recently though Lucius and Narcissa too) would have to accompany them of course as they went all over, discovering new and unique things.

From the French fashion houses to the Italian dueling halls, the Ancient Egyptians numerous ways to brew potions, to the Chinese healing practices which were considered 'too dark' and 'evil' by British standards unsurprisingly. Although for Danielle, her favorite place of all, even more so then Diagon Alley, was whenever month Elia would portkey the two into the United States Magical embassy. There was where the magic truly was.

The shopping districts of the US were massive compared to the British one, streets upon streets of shops, all stacked on one another. It was like a miniature city just filled with magic and shops. The bottom half were oriented to the tourists and the people who were browsing while most shockingly, the upper shops were meant for broom riders as the US were far more lax regarding public broom riding usage it seemed, they were used like how muggles, or no-majs, rode bicycles. Truly a fascinating experience for the siblings.

And of course, Mondays, being the worse day of the week, were relegated to studying and lessons. Most of which, Danielle and Cepheus hadn't seemed to need, generally already knowing most of the information, whether from the library or her previous knowledge as a guide. Still, Elia wanted them to be prepared for school, having them continue their education despite being utterly bored with it.

For a while, things were going just fine for the Rosier-Blacks. They were gaining friends and allies (but neither truly piecing together what role their aunt had truly played in it) and were gaining quickly through the months. It was all a whirlwind of fun and excitement for Danielle until she the realization of just what was to come finally set in for her.

It had been on one of their visits with the Malfoys, were Cepheus was playing a mock version of Quidditch with Draco as his father watched the two. Narcissa was outside with the house elves and Danielle with them helping set up the food and refreshments for the boys.

Having excused herself from the festivities, Danielle had tried making her to the lavatory only to have 'accidentally' stumbled into the Malfoy study. Finding the door unlocked and no one around, she peeked her head in.

The room was large and oval-shaped, with an out looking window of the gardens and acres of land while the color scheme was very much like the rest of the house, green, silver, black, and gold accents. The curtains were drawn, allowing some of the light to shine in despite the room facing the wrong direction towards the sun. A deep chestnut colored desk study at the center of the room with books lining the selves and lush cushioned chairs were strewn about.

She didn't even realize when she had stepped into the room until she was behind the large and spacious desk, gazing around at the various articles of paper neatly stacked on it. Several key things stuck out although some of it was masked with magic:

House Malfoy Legislature

House Black Family Records

Regulus Black Death Certification

Those were just a few of the papers that caught her eye as Danielle expressed a look of confusion, flipping through the stack, revealing more odd and personal documents, everything ranging from family death records of all three magical houses to squib records, which apparently revealed several of House Black that neither she nor her brother knew of, to medical records, and most interesting of all, marriage contracts.

She didn't have much time to read it over, only catching a few keywords, "Draco" "Black" and "Danelle", but it was enough to make her wary. Her aunt was always so worried when they went to the Malfoy estate thinking they would be charmed or something to side with them, yet the family never been anything but charming and endearing to her and her brother. But now? She wasn't so sure anymore, having to

Placing everything back where she found it, she carefully made her way back towards the only, only to have her attention pulled from her drawing her eyes to one of the books on the shelf.

It was a normal black journal.

Or at least it appeared to be. It's slightly worn cover with letter engraving on the front, of which she had unconsciously traced with her fingers reading the letters out loud with a frown. To be fair she mused, the diary journal thing had blended with the rest of the books in the study, however, if it weren't for it being smaller in stature and more worn appearance, it could've easily blended in especially if it was in the family library.

Tom Morvolo Riddle

Danielle was tempted to take the diary right then and there, what she would do with it? She wasn't so sure. A part of her wanted to destroy it, hand it over to the authorities or maybe better yet to Gringotts to deal with. Bt then there was that part of her, the dark dangerous side of her youth where she itched to write in it. To talk to the horcux and see if, embarrassingly, if Tom Riddle truly was a monster or perhaps was redeemable.

She shook her head, forcing her arms to place the diary back on the shelf just as she was about to open the book. Not now, she thought to herself out loud, she didn't have enough knowledge or strength to deal with a horcrux yet. There was a high chance she'd die or someone else would get a hold of it, much like Ginny had without realizing just how dangerous it was.

And despite the growing urge to peek at it, her heart telling her to talk to the soul fragment like some sappy romance fiction she once read years ago, Danielle's mind urged her to stop, pleading that it was bad to get involved just yet. So she didn't, despite the optimistic thinking that everything would be alright if she opened it, she all but threw herself out of the room.

Closing the door behind her, she returned, a little jittery back outside to the smiling faces of Narcissa and Lucius. As well as the warm grins plastered n her brothers face and the more welcoming one of Dracos (which had taken weeks by the way).

"C'mon Dani," her brother called out to her as he dismounted, taking one of the water glasses Wina the house elf handed him, "you should join us." He downed the glass before handing it back, "You and Draco could have a seekers game."

Their blonde cousin snorted, "She won't do it Cepheus, it's not enough of a girl's sport for her," he commented which garnered a frown from his mother as Lucious shook his head but neither said anything in response.

Danielle, on the other hand, raised her brows, "Alright then Draco, you're on!" she called out to him, letting her emotions take over as Wina brought one of the spare brooms, "Sorry that you're about to lose to a girl."

He only smiled tilting his head up to his cousin with an arrogant but praise desiring look, "See cousin, that's how you get people to do what you want," he tapped his temple "reverse psychological."

The older boy sighed, looking stuck between smacking the boy and laughing with him, "Reverse psychology Draco, not psychological," the boy flushed red, "And yea that does work, I wouldn't do it like that." He looked over at his sister who was slipping on the protective gear with the help of the other house elves and Narcissa's mothering advice carrying over to them, "You'll find out that girls don't like to be insulted especially family members you're not close to," he leaned into the boys ear, "'Cause remember you maybe our cousin but she's my sister and therefore I must defend her which means," he trailed off as the boy seemed to jolt with the realization and bowing his head in shame and a tight nod.

"I understand, I'm sorry."

"Don't apologize to me, I'm not the one you offended," he gestured to Danelle who was running towards the two, broom in hand and hair pulled back into a tight braid, "Get ready to get beat cous," she told him, as she hopped onto the broom flying towards the practice field.

Draco shook his head, the words from Cepheus still lingering in his mind as he went after her on his own broom while Lucius prepped the snitch. Despite the boy still being insufferable at times, at least in his sister's opinion, Cepheus found that Draco was changing, albeit slowly.

He wasn't so sure how the boy could've ended the way he did, given the amount of time he had now spent with the Malfoy Lord and Lady, both seemingly normal if not kind, although every now and again would make a comment he didn't agree with (things along the lines of 'changing his and Danielle's magical guardian' or activating their Wizardenort seats, or even just some pureblood ideas), but they weren't bad parents.

Cepheus had originally thought Draco's pompous ways were due to his father as Narcissa was the epitome perfect loving wife and mother yet it turns out the by was just an entitled prick. It was probably due to his parents spoiling him so often from a young age and with his father being the Ministry's pride and joy at the moment most likely took that knowledge and warped it in his head to the point of out of proportion idealization. Or at least that's what he gathered from it all, using his previous knowledge of psychology.

It took a while to break down the boy's views into something more tolerable and even longer to get him to accept Danielle, somehow the two outright disliked each other after their first official 'play-date'. He never found out what happened. But with a little nudging and Narcissa getting involved along with Lucious, finally, Draco began acting friendly.

Though he still had his moments of entitled brattiness and unappealing insults he half the time didn't even realize were negative. Cepheus wondered how the boy will be once he entered Hogwarts if his attitude and personality will truly be as different from the books or would it revert back if he got pushed away from the famed Harry Potter.

"I almost had it!" Said boy shouted aloud drawing his attention back to the two in the air.

"Almost isn't getting it! Unless you're giving up!" His sister shouted back zooming past the blonde, "If it's too hard for you, none of us will judge you if you want to give up, well except for me, Ceph, and your dad, but that's alright."

If looks could kill, she would've been thrown off the broom to her death as Cepheus watched with the Draco's parents as the trio appeared amused by the pair's antics, "You've got this son," Lucius called up giving what was the equivalent as a 'powerup' garnering him to look at the Malfoy senior, "he's my son, I have to support him."

Narcissa rolled her eyes with a sigh as she sipped her tea, "Unless he does something idiotic," she mumbled beneath her breath causing the older of the two to choke on his breath as Cepheus stifled a laugh behind his hand while the two on brooms remained ignorant to it all.

"There it is!" Draco shouted again chasing it after it with Danielle on his heels. His sister wasn't a flyer, that much was certain but she enjoyed doing joyrides every now and again to clear her head, but never got into it competitively. She saw the sport as dangerous and would rather not risk it, however when they played in teams, usually with the Weasleys, she always joined as Seeker. She had a good eye, able to catch things from the corners of them but the actual retrieving of the snitch was where it caught up to her, she would almost always pull away especially if she was too close to another player out of fear.

But when she was doing one on one, with him or even Draco now, she seemed to through caution to the wind, literally. Danielle was no Harry Potter, nor was he, but she didn't suck at the sport like Percy Weasley or Daphne Greengrass, not that either seemed to care at all, preferring to read or watch.

"Word of advice cous," he called up to them, grabbing his own broom once more to go up and join them as he flew through the air towards the duo that were reaching for the winged ball, "Don't shout out where something is, especially if the opponent is searching for the same thing," he ended swooping by the two as the snitch came straight into his open palm with ease. He wasn't a seeker, more of a beater or chaser but he didn't mind the role, he just disliked being a keeper if anything.

"I almost had it Ceph!" His sister said, flying towards him, pulling herself into a halt beside him as she let out a breath. Draco wasn't too happy either, "I would've gotten it you know!"

He refrained shaking his head at the two, "You two can have a rematch later, Aunt Elia will be here soon." The pair, more alike then they realize descended to the ground albeit dejectedly and annoyed. Cepheus could only imagine how they'll turn out when they were older, laughing to himself as he joined them.

Several days after the Rosier-Black children spent the afternoon with the Malfoys, Lucius Malfoy would find something very peculiar in his study.

On the shelf, where the history books and old family relics stood, there was a gap between two of the books, one that hadn't been there before. The house elves didn't move anything, and Narcissa had no knowledge of what was in his study either, and of course, his son wouldn't ever dream of entering the room without him so it left the Lord quite puzzled by it.

Of course, if he knew what he was looking for, it would've been easy to use a spell to find it, but alas, he had no clue what could've gone missing. The study was old, every head and lord of house Malfoy had used the space, each adding new relics and books to make it their own. There were tons of things, dark artifacts and old blood trinkets that his father had from his early days with the Dark Lord.

Hopefully, Lucius prayed to Lady Magic, that whatever it was, no one would miss. Whatever was gone was probably just an old ledger that was accidentally thrown out, or maybe even a diary from one of his ancestors. It was probably nothing important to worry about, and so Lucious Malfoy left it at that, dismissing the displaced whatever it was.

If he didn't remember what it was, it couldn't be useful or meaningful at all.

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Notes:

Lavender Brown- Not officially a Pureblood but is believed to be

Isobel/Morag MacDougal - Possibly the same person as in later editions etc Isobel's name disappeared and was replaced with Morag. I decided to make twins (more of them). Also, they are Purebloods

Max House - one of the households that married into the Black family

JoJo- Yes that's a JoJo reference

A/N: So Sorry for the late update! I got caught up with other things/fics oops! I'm currently trying to write at least 1-2 chapters in advance for every fic so I can start with a normal update schedule soon!