Insomnia hit like a freaking road tractor but that means you guys get a chapter yeah? Anyway, Dany's plan is revealed and next chapter will be the follow through.
I'm going to try, and likely fail at getting some sleep. Please review, and take care all!
Side Note: Expect Dany to pick up on many Victorian Era quirks, she doesn't necessarily like them, but she's kinda been having them beaten into her head for the past few years. Not all of them take though, she is Draco Malfoy after all and he is a stubborn bastard, but his mother and aunts are bloody terrifying so Dany will be keeping their lessons in mind.
Leaning back into her chair Dany took the final sip of her cup of tea and placed it back on its saucer before bringing her entire focus on Harry who began shifting about slightly as he was being appraised. Deciding that the kid really did need to have a bit of reassurance that things were going to be alright she pulled out her oriental style fan with her right hand and unfolded it covering her face as she stood from her chair.
Harry just stared at her without reacting, and she couldn't help smiling. He really had changed from before, this could be interesting, more so then Dany had originally thought at least. Jerking her head slightly back towards his relatives home she folded the fan up and ran it across her forehead before slipping it back into her expanded bag.
She knew everything she had done with the damn thing was lost on the boy but the subtle language of fans and flowers had always perplexed Harry and Draco, both men being very upfront wizards who had been quite baffled by the intricacies of witches social lives.
Growing up as a daughter of the house of Black and Malfoy this time around? Dancia got it, she just thought it was ridiculous and a bit stupid. On that note if she hadn't been fully aware of how bloody dangerous the women of upper society could be, she may have actually voiced that opinion.
She would not though, Dany was after all a survivor and would much rather avoid any drama caused by the slip of a tongue.
Harry stood and shuffled his feet slightly a few moments before turning back to Dany while smiling brightly. Dancia rolled her eyes to the heavens and used her left hand to hide a slight blush, seriously this kid was both adorable and exasperating all at the same time.
Resting her right hand on her hip she shook her crooked elbow slightly to gain Harry's attention, "It is proper for a gentleman to escort a lady. Are you going to neglect your duties already?"
Harry sputtered, then stepped forward hooking his arm through hers, once that was complete Dancia began walking as she explained her plan.
"Some of this will be lost on you I am sure, and it is no insult to you but you are after all... ignorant on many things."
Harry tensed but Dany used her free hand to quickly place a finger on his lips to silence him, "Ignorance does not imply stupidity Harry, it means you are...uninformed on the subject. It is not an insult, savvy?"
Harry stared at Dany a few moments before nodding slowly, so she continued on.
"In the magical world Blood status reigns supreme, and yes, it is ridiculous but we will have to wait till we are older to change it regardless. Basically if you have had three generations of magicals marrying together who themselves can verify their ancestry consisted of couples that could trace their ancestry back three generations of having magic, you're a Pure-Blood."
Harry rubbed his forehead at that while cocking an eyebrow, "O...k...that sounds confusing."
Dancia snorted lightly, "Because it bloody well is confusing. Anyway if a Pure-Blood marries a Half-Blood or a Muggle-Born, that is to say someone of mixed heritage or a magical born from those without it, their offspring will too be considered Half-Bloods."
Harry nodded slowly at that before replying, "That is until the Half-Bloods descendants marry Pure-Bloods for the next three generations..."
Dany smiled, "You got it. Anyway the laws for magicals are a bit...shall we say, odd? We are all beholden to the Crown but magicals like to pretend that the Ministry of Magic does not bow to the Queens laws."
Harry smirked at that, "But they do, don't they?"
Dancia smiled in return, "Quite so. Now, in custody cases in the magical world, a Pure-Blood is only really beholden to the Ministry of Magic's ruling. In essence, their parents or guardians are their Magical Guardians regardless of any other bias. Getting this?"
Harry glanced at his friend a moment before nodding slowly which compelled Dany to carry on, "Muggle-Born children are caught in a very...disturbing twilight zone where their parents have no legal rights over them in the magical world. A world they are forced by law to be part of mind you"
"Wait, what!?" Harry spat out, Dany could only shake her head in return.
"Trust me I get it, I didn't make the rules though so don't blame me. Anyway, they are given a Magical Guardian when they go to Hogwarts, usually their head of house, which I'll explain the house system later. Anyway, that leaves all legal responsibility in the hands of said head of house, or possibly the headmaster, depending on circumstances."
Dany stopped walking as they reached Privet Drive, releasing Harry's arm she smiled at him saddly, "That leaves Half-Bloods. You lot are caught in the crossroads, you exist in both the magical and mundane world while having the social status to actually make that mean something.
"It also opens a loophole," at that Dany grinned viciously as she pulled her fan out again and opened it slightly to cover her face. "You, we, are being watched, but this little trick is part of the system, so if we move quickly it won't matter. Basically if you have two muggle parents, you are assigned a magical guardian to explain your place in our society and help guide you along yeah?"
"Right..." Harry muttered as Dany opened her fan fully while twirling it lightly.
"Pure-Bloods don't have magical guardians, it would be considered an insult for obvious reasons. Half-Bloods, like you, are special though, since you exist in both worlds, and your mother was, to be blunt, a genius, are established and a part of both systems because of her.
"So, if you were to be formally adopted by a couple who consisted of an absolutley terrifying Pure-Blood healer, and a well established Muggle-Born solicitor, you as a Half-Blood, would become their burden in both the magical, and mundane world."
Stopping before 4 Privet Drive Harry stared at the building a few moments, releasing Dancia's arm he sat down hard, face landing in his splayed hands as dusk's final lights shined on him. Dancia primly sat next to him, gently twirling her parasol as he mulled over the facts she had given him.
Eventually Harry spoke, "So...in order to be who I should have been to begin with, I have to let myself be adopted by people I've never met, and keep quiet about it as long as possible?"
"Essentially," Dancia stated with a nod.
Eventually Harry turned his gaze back to 4 Privet Drive and spoke up in a tired tone, "Heh... Never even finished cleaning the stove...likely getting beaten for that... Complete strangers, or people I know already hate me..."
Dancia didn't hesitate as she called out, "Dobby!" A moment later her house elf appeared before her grinning happily, "Please clean the Dursleys stove without letting anyone know it was you, that is all."
"Dobby being doing what the Little Missy Dancy be ordering to help the Great Harry Potter Sir!" With that he vanished with a *Pop* that had Harry rubbing his brow slowly.
"O...k... Thank you I guess?"
Dany shrugged at that while placing her parasol on the ground and letting her head land on Harry's shoulder, "You are welcome, I just want to help. Really... The family I have planned out for you, they are my relatives and they would look after you, you know? My aunt and uncle are amazing people, and their daughter, well, she'd love to take you in as her little brother. You could be...happy, if you let yourself be."
Harry was silent for several minutes, eventually he snaked his arm around Dancia's shoulders and pulled her close, the young boy eventually looking up into the growing field of stars above them.
"Why are you helping me Dany? Why do you want to be my friend when everyone else leaves me be? Just leaves the freak to himself?" Turning to meet her gaze evenly he finished with, "Why do you care?"
Dancia Malfoy smiled in return as she leaned forward and kissed the tip of his nose before replying with, "Because someone needs to, because you are not a freak, and you deserve to have a friend."
Harry was quiet for a long while, eventually, as he saw the Dursleys car pull into Privet Drive he finally replied with, "Who are the relatives you want to adopt me?"
Dancia smirked to herself as she pulled Harry closer, seeing his fat, disgusting, red faced uncle step out of the car taking in the sight before him, "The Tonks family, I think you and Dora are going to get along just fine."