Partially insomnia induced, with help from Lily. Thus ends Dancia's first year, and the soon to follow time jumps until the Triwizard Tournament. Hope you all enjoyed and please review, even if you hated it.
When Dora received a copy of the missive her little cousin had sent out to their Aunt Bellatrix from her mum earlier in the week she could honestly say that she was both concerned and…unsurprised.
As much as Dany would wish to insist that she had a century old wizard's memories guiding her actions she was acting more and more on her adolescent witch's feelings as of late. Coupling that with the potions she caught said girl carrying around didn't help dissuade that theory in the slightest. Sweet Circe did she owe Penelope Clearwater a favor for catching Dany's mutterings before she implemented her plan to exact revenge on the idiots who had tried to dose Harry with love potions.
Because holy shit, this girl did not play games.
Mentally older Dancia may be, but Dora was emotionally the adult in the room at the moment and she tried to project that as she stared the physically younger witch down. Dancia for her part showed nothing but stoney resolve as she sat before her older cousin, completely content with the knowledge that she had been in the right to punish those 'skanky sluts' in a rather cathartic manner for trying to seduce her best friend.
Dora felt a headache coming on as she glanced down at the potion vials in her hand before turning back to Dany letting out a tired sigh while shaking her head slowly, "Sweetie, really?"
Dany huffed and glanced to the side while muttering, "I wasn't going to kill them or anything. I just planned on...scaring them."
Dora raised a brow at that while tilting her head slightly, "These potions cause horrendous unending abdominal cramping pains, make the victim feel like their blood is boiling, and causes random bone growths throughout the body's extremities."
Dany blinked a few times before meeting her gaze with a perplexed stare, "And?"
Dora face-palmed while taking in a deep breath before replying with, "You said you were trying to scare them, not torture them little one."
Dancia looked truly perplexed now as she squinted at her cousin in honest confusion, "But…pain is scary Dora."
Dora for her part groaned into her hand as it finally hit her as to what was going on, her little cousin's Black Blood was showing… Morgana help them all.
Eventually she threw her hands up and muttered, "You know what? We're not dealing with this right now. My NEWT's are in a week and I need to study, besides which those idiots that tried to dose a prepubescent with a love potion will be graduated next year. So I'm going to flush these potions down the toilet, you are going to promise to not exact vengeance on anyone till next year when your actions stop being my problem, and we're going to agree that this never happened."
Dany scowled at that, well she would call it scowling, Dora would call it adorable pouting, before she eventually huffed and glanced away while muttering, "Fine. Though I reserve the right to retaliate if some slut tries this again when he's actually susceptible to love potions."
Dora let out a sigh of relief as she nodded slowly, that bought everyone a two year reprieve from potential jealous Black induced chaos at the very least, "All I ask for love, now go find your friends and I'll brush this one under the carpet yeah?"
Muttering something about being unable to sate her now impotent rage Dany hugged her older cousin, snatched up her bag, and left the room. Dora stared at the now half closed door before turning her gaze up to the heavens, "Sweet merciless Morrigan am I ever glad I won't be here when those two figure out they're made for each other."
With that, Dora left to destroy some rather illegal potions and to study for her dreaded NEWT's, not giving this incident a second thought as she shoved it in the back of her mind trying not to dwell on the fact that her entire family was completely insane.
Despite feeling honest anger at not being able to exact her revenge on the idiots who had tried to potion Harry, Dancia put it out of mind as she instead focused on Hermione's frantic finals studying and Harry' bemused attempts to make the bushy haired girl relax. It was at least...calming in a way, being surrounded by her fellow 'claws who all were united in the goal to overachieve each other.
It was a very weird combination of Slytherin and Hufflepuff ideals really, everyone wanted to outdo their peers but they felt compelled to share their knowledge at the same time. After all, what was the point in having knowledge if it wasn't shared with those that could appreciate it? So what if it just so happened that you grasped that knowledge better then those you shared it with, all that proved was you were more dedicated to the pursuit of all things academic.
Once again, weird combination.
As it stood, finals came and went, and shortly after the leaving feast they all received their final grades, and no surprise, all three of them had blown the curve for their year group. The Ravenclaw trio feeling rather smug at their accomplishments sauntered onto the Hogwarts Express and soon met up with Neville, Susan, and their friends in a magically expanded cabin.
Partnering up with Hermione for a game of rummy Dancia could honestly say that despite nearly getting killed by a troll, and dealing with idiotic potion happy bints, this had been her favorite year at Hogwarts ever.
After arriving at the station and meeting up with her parents, who incidentally showered her with affectionate hugs and prideful words that she would never admit made her preen a bit, Dany was soon home making plans for her summer holiday.
As it stood the Grangers had apparently made plans with both the Tonks and Malfoys for Harry and Dancia to go on holiday with them across France for three weeks. This surprise joint birthday present had Dany, Harry, and Mia jumping with glee, all for different, and rather dark reasons.
Hermione had never had friends before, and having two very dedicated, patient, and understanding friends who fully understood why she was the way she was and did not judge her for it was overwhelming. The fact they wanted to spend their summer hols with her and her family was just...incomprehensible.
Harry for his part had to be kept under the radar for years as not to inform the general public and the puppet masters that he was in fact growing into his own person. While he had been able to travel with the Tonks every now and then his only real exposure to foreign cultures was being coerced into learning French from Aunt Andi, something any self respecting Black would know regardless.
Dancia simply reflected on the fact she had actual friends, not minions or associates like Draco had, and felt slightly smug over the fact.
Regardless, Dan and Emma Granger were a bit older than her parents, but they were both active and kind people who were just as ecstatic about their daughter's friendships as said girl. How in the world they convinced her mother and Aunt Andromeda to let her and Harry accompany them on their month long tour of France was something she didn't understand but greatly appreciated.
They had taken a ferry across the channel, then a train and a few buses to Paris where they finally settled down in a rather high end hotel, all of them exhausted from travel bit still rather excited for what the coming weeks promised.
The hotel room was, in Dany's opinion at least, rather swanky and the room the kids were given was furnished with a pair of beds, a closet with dresser, and a large TV mounted on the wall.
The trio didn't even bother with fighting over the beds, they kicked off their shoes, piled all of the blankets and pillows on one bed turning it into a fort of sorts, and curled up together while turning on the TV to watch some random French cartoon.
Pulling herself closer to Harry who himself pulled her and Hermione closer the misfit trio watched on, and for one of the rare moments in their lives allowed themselves to be kids.
Dropping her head to Harry's shoulder Dany smiled lightly, content in the knowledge that whatever else happened in their lives from this point on, she had at the very least made sure those that had mattered to Draco had something resembling a childhood.
It was... Satisfying.
As it stood the Granger parents had their summer holiday mapped out and soon they were all on a nonstop tour across France, which thankfully helped Harry work around his accent and had forced Hermione to relax the remains of her uptight nature. At the very least she no longer looked at every book as if it was a fount of truth and did not blindly follow authority figures, which was progress as far as Dany was concerned.
Eventually after two and a half weeks of traveling, sunning on the beach, and simply absorbing a new culture the group found themselves back in Paris when Dancia and Hermione cornered Harry.
"Harry, your wand doesn't like you," Dany stated with no fear of being rebuked.
Hermione nodded in agreement, "More often than not you have to borrow one of ours for tests, especially for transfiguration."
Harry for his part looked at the pair of witches warily, "I'm...aware of that. I was there after all."
Dany nodded at this, "True enough, but we're in a foreign country that doesn't like our homelands government in the slightest. Which means any and all laws that the Ministry has put in place on the subject of wand ownership mean precisely jack shit, and Jack left town."
Hermione lightly smacked her shoulder at that, "Language. What she is saying Harry is you can have a custom wand made here, and the Ministry cannot have a single say on it. So we were thinking if a proper wand didn't chose a wizard, why not let the wizard help make his proper wand from scratch since it is legal here?"
Harry stared at the pair of witches before him blankly, both of them shifting uncomfortably in the silence before he stood and threw his arms around them and pulled them close.
"What would I do without you two?"
Dany and Mia snorted as they returned the hug, neither deigning the idiotic statement with a response. Really, as if they'd ever let their foolish wizard fend for himself, the idea was in on itself offensive.
Regardless, tomorrow they would head to Paris's magical district and get Harry a wand that was truly his own.
Right now though they were about to run late on the movie they had all agreed to earlier so the girls grabbed Harry's hands and dragged him to meet up with Hermione's parents and soon they were all ready for another evening of fun.
Fate scratched his head in frustration at the contentment the mortals were feeling, but stayed his hand to ruin it as Destiny eyed him warily, her hand running up and down the length of her blades age worn grip as she gave him an unsettling grin. Gulping he took a step back and decided to let things pan out without his interference, much to Death's amusement.
AH, TO BE YOUNG AGAIN.
I like to think that Death is actually a fairly nice guy, just bored beyond words.