Hey hey hey! I updated pretty fast yayy! I'm trying to speed up the first book and I think I did a pretty good job of it in this chapter so hopefully I can be done with it in 2-3 more chapters! In unrelated news midterms are kicking my butt! Sigh.
I own nothing. J.k Rowling does.
The weekend flew by and before Dahlia knew it, it was Monday morning once again. And there she was sitting and eating breakfast at the Great Hall awaiting her first flying lesson with the Gryffindorks
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"Can you just imagine the Dumbfounded facial expression they're all going to have on their face when they see you fly, Dahlia" Draco sniggered as he dug into his scrambled eggs.
Dahlia smirked and finished stirring her tea. "I'll etch it into memory"
They both laughed and missed the intrigued expression on Theo's face.
"Dahlia! A lady doesn't fly! You must remain on the ground at all times or you'll risk tainting your image of delicacy" Daphne whined.
Draco choked on his orange juice and turned to Dahlia, who had an annoyed expression on her face. But before she could snap back Theo jumped in.
"Her flying and rather well from what I've heard, won't taint her in any way, Daphne. On the contrary it will make her look tougher and honestly that's what all of us need as first years" he finished winking at a grateful looking Dahlia.
Daphne looked as if she wanted to argue back but one look at Dahlia had her turning around and picking up conversation with Pansy.
Dahlia whispered a quick thanks to Theo and turned her attention back to Draco.
"Lets stand right by Weasley and Granger when we go out to the fields. I want them to see us showing them up, once again" she said arrogantly.
Draco nodded and was about to reply when he caught sight of an owl approaching them.
Well approaching Pansy. Dahlia watched on curiously as Pansy unwrapped her package and pulled out an expensive looking compact mirror.
"Oh Merlin, dad always said he would give me this one day, but I didn't think he'd give it to me so early on" Pansy squealed as all the girls looked on enviously.
Curiosity kill the cat, and that's what had Dahlia speak up rather than hold her tongue.
"That's a beautiful compact, Pansy. I hope you don't mind me asking but why is it so important to you?" She asked in the most compassionate voice she could muster.
Pansy smiled slightly and edged herself closer to Dahlia,
"It was my Mum's before she died, my dad got it for her as one of her engagement gifts. She never went anywhere without it. Having it means so much to me, it's as if I have a part of her here with me" she finished her voice wavering at the end.
Dahlia was touched and sensing the sadness in Pansy's voice she grabbed her hand under the table and squeezed.
"She will always be with you, Pansy. Don't doubt it"
Pansy smiled at her and looked around the table. Everyone was observing them but it was clear that no one heard their little conversation. She was thankful for that and for Dahlia Potter.
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After breakfast was over Dahlia and the rest of the Slytherin first years could be seen rushing to the quidditch field for their lesson.
"Slow Down! Not all of us can keep up!" Whined Daphne as she tagged along at the end.
Dahlia rolled her eyes and slowed her pace just a bit. She noticed Theo smirking out of the corner of her eye.
"What's so amusing?" She asked
"Oh, nothing. Just the fact that you're basically sprinting to our flying lessons. Pretty eager to show everyone up, aren't you?" He said in a teasing tone.
"Well of course, if you've got it flaunt it. It's like my personal duty to show everyone how it's done" she said back winking at Theo and smirking.
She barely caught the light blush on Theo's cheeks, that amused her, because the smile she tossed his way was very light-hearted, (she also missed the glare Draco was throwing Theo) even as they strode across the lawn to the area opposite of the Gryffindors.
Ron Weasley was quickly becoming THE most irritating creature she had ever had the unfortunate opportunity to meet, such as the instance when she took up residence beside a free broom.
"Perfect Potter finally shows up for class," he said with a distinct sneer.
"Class hasn't started yet, moron," Dahlia said coolly, "but I guess your lack of class is the reason your brain couldn't process that bit of information"
Weasley's cheeks turned pink and he opened his mouth to retort as a few of the Slytherins sniggered at the insult when Madame Hooch, the flying instructor blew her whistle, signaling the start of class.
When Dahlia had first caught sight of her, she had likened her to a hawk, and she wasn't wrong. With her grey hair and yellow eyes she looked far more stern-faced than Professor McGonagall did.
"Well, what are you all waiting for?" she demanded, the irritation seeping into her voice as if they should have already known what to do even before she spoke.
"Everyone stand by a broomstick, Come on, hurry up."
Dahlia's gaze shifted downward to her broom. It didn't look very impressive, and she was certain that she didn't want to ride something that looked like it had been roughly taken from a tree. Riding something that was clearly unstable was not in her top ten things to do before she died, but Dahlia sighed, as she did as instructed.
"Stick out your right hand," Madam Hooch continued as if she hadn't seen the many uneasy glances between her students,
"and say 'up!'."
A chorus of "UP!"s filled the air, and Dahlia was faintly startled when her broomstick shot into her hand instantly, since it looked as if they wouldn't even work right, but those that did were few in number.
Some didn't even bother moving. Maybe some people were just meant to keep their feet firmly on the ground, she thought.
She couldn't resist laughing, however, when Ron's smacked him in the face.
Once they'd all managed to get their brooms into their hands –some ended up just grabbing the broom from the ground once Madam Hooch turned her back–, their instructor began to teach them how to properly grip and mount the broom.
"Now, when I blow my whistle, kick off the ground, hard," Madam Hooch ordered, glaring at them all.
"Keep your brooms steady, rise a few feet and then come straight back down by leaning forward slightly. On my whistle–three–two–"
She didn't have time to blow her whistle when Neville accidentally pushed off the ground too soon. It was quite obvious that he was completely terrified, so Dahlia couldn't help but wonder if yelling at him was going to get him to comply.
Neville was shooting upwards much like a rock shot out of a volcano, at that height, Dahlia doubted he could hear anything but his own whimpers of fear.
"Come back, boy!" Madam Hooch yelled despite Dahlia's thoughts.
The yell, it seemed, could still penetrate his auditory cortex, because he gave a startled gasp and slipped from the broom to fall a good twenty feet to impact with the ground with a dull thud. Dahlia was sure she wasn't the only one that winced.
Their flying instructor was at his side in a moment as the Gryffindors watched anxiously and the Slytherins sniggered behind their hands.
Dahlia listened intently for a few seconds, garnering that he'd broken his wrist a bit badly.
"None of you is to move while I take this boy to the Hospital Wing!" Madam Hooch's glittering eyes surveyed them all as if trying to glare them into compliance.
"You leave those brooms where they are or you'll be out of Hogwarts before you can say 'Quidditch' come on, dear."
Not two seconds after she and Neville were out of earshot did Draco Malfoy burst into laughter, cruel laughter, Dahlia thought with a frown.
What kind of person laughs at another person's pain? Specially when it was someone from such a prominent pureblooded house!
"Did you see his face, the great lump?" He demanded through laughter as his fellows joined him.
Dahlia shoved Draco, "that's enough" she said roughly.
"Shut up, Malfoy," a voice snapped. Dahlia was almost surprised that it was Parvati Patil that had spoken; she had hardly heard her speak of anything that wasn't fashion-related.
Dahlia couldn't help herself, only she could correct Draco not anyone else! "Shut your mouth Parvati, defending your boyfriend are you?" She snapped back, earning a pleased look from Draco, as the rest of the Slytherins started taunting Parvati.
Parvati did her best to ignore the Slytherins, but she caught Dahlia's eye and backed away.
At that exact moment Weasley shoved his way through the crowd and shoved Pansy out of his way, resulting in her dropping her compact. Weasley picked up as Pansy scrambled for it.
"Look!" He said.
This time, Dahlia did look, and instantly, her eyes narrowed into a glare; Weasley was clutching Pansy's compact in his unworthy hands.
"It's this the stupid thing you made such a big deal about this morning?" Weasley jeered, lifting it up for all of them to see.
"Hand that over."
Dahlia's voice had taken on a quiet and a dangerous edge. The tone itself should have been a warning, but Weasley it seemed was incapable of complying to warnings whether or not they were clear to see.
Maybe he hadn't heard her.
"I think I'll leave it somewhere up high," he decided with a nasty grin that didn't much suit the nice weather they were having today. "How about in a tree?"
"Hand it over!" she snarled, but Weasley had already taken flight, hovering above a rather tall oak tree.
"Come and get it, Potter!"
"Or are you too scared to mess up your pampered hair?"
several Gryffindors laughed, clearly not expecting Dahlia to mess her appearance to retrieve something that wasn't hers.
Dahlia schooled her usually cool face into a calm mask as she threw her leg over the broom and pushed off from the ground with more force than she probably should have. She could feel the gust of wind hitting her face, rustling her hair, and swirling around her as she rose and instantly she felt calmer.
"Hand it over," she repeated once again, her voice remarkably cool, "or I'll knock you to the ground and break your wrist while I'm at it."
"Oh, yeah?" Weasley demanded, but his face was a little pale, because Dahlia was looking completely serious when she administered that threat to his well-being.
"Catch it, then, if you can!"
He really shouldn't have pressed his luck when Dahlia flew past him in the direction he had thrown the palm-sized compact.
The compact was nearly invisible, but Dahlia could see the light glancing off it as it was flung through the air. She sped the broom between her legs forward, the noise around her blurring into nonsensical sounds. The world fell out around her as her focus sharpened.
She ducked into a graceful dive, triumph coloring her face when she pulled up, the compact clutched in her hand. That triumph faded rather abruptly, however, when she heard the yell of
"DAHLIA POTTER!"
Oh, no. She thought as she landed gracefully on the ground.
Damn you, Weasley!
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"You're joking"
"Nope"
"You've been tricked"
"I doubt it"
"This is insane!"
"I know" Dahlia said as she finished eating her dinner.
Draco and her had been going back and forth the whole meal, him in utter shock and she in complete and utter calm.
After madam Hooch had dragged her to her head of house, Dahlia was sure she was in for it. Little did she know that she wasn't there to be punished.
No, Dahlia Potter was being rewarded. Madam Hooch explained Dahlia's "unbelievable" catch of the compact and it was as if that sealed the deal. Snape had been very stern and threatening, assuring her that the only reason she wasn't being expelled was due to the reason that Slytherin was in a dire need of a new seeker and she would fit the role perfectly.
She eagerly accepted and rushed off to tell Draco.
"Merlin, a Slytherin first year. The youngest seeker in a century!" Draco claimed excitedly.
Dahlia chuckled and turned to find an angry looking Daphne. She raised an eyebrow waiting for her to say whatever she needed to say.
"I simply don't understand. You're an heiress, Dahlia. You can't be doing these sorts of things! You need to be gentle and delicate, the ideal witch!" She grumbled crossing her arms.
"And I don't understand you. You're not acting like the girl I met during the welcoming feast. You were so bold and sure of yourself what's gotten into you?" Dahlia hissed having had enough of the whiny Daphne.
Daphne huffed and stood up, motioning for Dahlia to follow her, Dahlia did as was expected and walked out of the Great Hall following her into an empty classroom.
"Okay will you tell me now?" Asked Dahlia sitting herself down on a desk facing Daphne.
Daphne gave her a look of complete confusion so Dahlia elaborated.
"You know you acting like a blithering sensitive stuck up idiot?" Dahlia questioned.
Daphne remained silent for a solid minute which had Dahlia contemplating her judge of character when out of nowhere Daphne started laughing.
Not a quiet lady like laugh but a full out guffaw.
Sweet Salazar, this girl is insane, Dahlia thought as Daphne kept laughing and began to lean on a desk for support.
Yup she's insane I'm out of here, she thought once again as she edged herself towards the door.
Never getting her eyes off of Daphne.
Just as she was a mere feet away from the door Daphne stopped laughing.
"Are you- are you really trying to run away right now" Daphne asked as she calmed down.
Damn, there goes my plan, Dahlia thought.
"Umm no. What do you mean?" Smooth Dahlia, Smooth.
Daphne giggled and faced Dahlia and immediately Dahlia could see a difference in Daphne.
Long gone was her delicate stance instead it was replaced by a firm one.
"Oh Dahlia, if anyone could figure this out I thought you would be the one to piece it together" she began, pacing around the room.
"Everyone underestimates the daft obedient pureblood witch. I can't have people watching my every move. That's just irrational on my part." She finished smirking as it dawned on Dahlia.
"You bloody brilliant witch! I knew there was a reason I liked you!" Dahlia exclaimed gleefully. Thanking her lucky stars that she hadn't befriended a psychopath.
"I'd also been meaning to ask you something else..." Daphne said making direct eye contact with Dahlia.
Oh?
"And what's that?" Dahlia asked calmly.
Daphne studied Dahlias face and whatever she found was enough for her to go on.
"Your sorting took quite a while"
Whatever Dahlia was expecting, that was not it.
"That's not a question, that's a statement" Dahlia answered carefully.
"Alright then, what houses did the hat consider for you besides Slytherin?" Daphne asked.
Dahlia stiffened for a second, "why does that matter?" She asked back uncertainly.
Daphne smirked and said, "I'm just wondering, but if I had to guess I would go with Gryffindor"
Dahlia snorted and rolled her eyes.
"And what makes you so confident about that?"
Daphne sat on a desk across from Dahlia and said,
"Well, for beginners, both your parents were Gryffindors, at times you can be rather reckless, you're daring and you got a hell lot of nerve" Daphne said pleased with her answer.
"I. Am. Not. Reckless." Dahlia spat out not bothering to deny the other claims.
"Oh really? Well let's see, you jump on your broom and followed Weasley's lead in disobeying direct orders from Madam Hooch, completely ignoring the fact that you could of been expelled." Daphne said.
"Okay, Greengrass you've made your point." Dahlia said rather harshly, annoyed that she had followed Ron's lead.
"So was I right?" Daphne asked back cheekily, not bothered at all by Dahlia's answer.
"For your information, it considered Ravenclaw and Gryffindor but settled on Slytherin after I asked it to" Dahlia said standing up and walking towards the door, no longer feeling like being interrogated.
"Wait Dahlia!" Daphne said.
Dahlia turned around slowly and tiredly said "what Daphne"
"It's rare enough to get narrowed down to three houses but the fact that you chose a house and the hat allowed you to, is unheard of" Daphne said walking towards Dahlia.
"You make it sound like it's bad or something" Dahlia said worriedly.
"Just be cautious. You don't want everyone to get a hold of this information or they'll start doubting your placement in Slytherin"
Dahlia glared slightly and said,
"I'm not going to stop acting like myself. If I want to act intelligent and wise then I will, if I want to act daring and reckless I will. And if I want to act ambitious and cunning then so help me Merlin, I will" Dahlia sneered slightly.
"That's not what I meant—" Daphne tried saying before Dahlia interrupted her.
"I know, you're just giving me a heads up but no thanks, I'll do things my own way" Dahlia sighed before walking out of the classroom and leaving a very impressed Daphne behind.
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It was later that night that Dahlia laid on her bed, thinking about her parents. Sure she'd done her research on them but she wanted to know more, she needed to know more.
So she made up her mind and decided she wanted to go to the library to see if she could find anything about their life at Hogwarts, something more detailed.
But Dahlia didn't want to go alone so she climbed up the boys stairs towards Draco's room, wanting him to join her.
He was surprised that Dahlia had just wander into his room but really anything was expected from her.
She looked around and ignored the weird look on Draco's face and saw Theo on his bed reading and Blaise sound asleep.
"Get up and lets go boys" she said not really planning on including Theo but since he was there it would of been rude to dismiss him altogether. That and she enjoyed his company.
"Go? Go where?"Asked Theo as he put down his book.
"To the library of course" Dahlia answered as if they were both daft.
"I don't know if you've noticed Dahlia, but it's past curfew" Draco grumbled as he put his tie on.
Dahlia rolled her eyes and nudged Draco who smirked innocently back at her.
"Oh I've noticed. But I'm choosing to look past it and go anyways" she said.
"So your idea of fun is sneaking into a bloody library?" Theo asked not believing what he was hearing.
"My idea of fun is sneaking out and into a closed library and wandering the castle at night" Dahlia scoffed.
Draco and Theo both looked at each other and shrugged.
"Well in that case lets go!" They both said, not wanting Dahlia to be forced to go alone.
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Sometime later Dahlia, Draco and Theo were stepping off the moving staircase.
"No no no! You dumb stairs we need to go to the second floor for the library not the third!" Dahlia muttered annoyed.
"Uh Dahlia the stairs can't hear you" Draco fake whispered.
Dahlia shoved him and began walking ahead of the boys, leading them. Trying to find another set of non moveable stairs.
"Dahlia would you mind slowing down" Theo called out as he and Draco jogged to keep up with her surprisingly fast pace.
She turned around looked at them struggling, smirked and said
"Nope"
Draco grunted and sped up and grabbed a hold of her arm so she would be forced to slow down.
Dahlia sighed. There goes my fun.
After that Theo caught up with them and Dahlia took a spontaneous right on the next corridor and almost ran into Mrs. Norris.
"Ugh you bloody cat! Almost gave me a heart attack" Dahlia gasped stepping back.
Instead of being a nice, normal cat and letting them go on their little adventure she started to meow loudly as if calling someone over.
"Shhh shhhh kitty" Dahlia whispered hoping no one would come check up on the dumb cat.
And woah, was she wrong because right then came Filch sprinting.
"Did you catch some students out of bed Mrs. Norris" he said excitedly.
Thankfully Draco, Dahlia and Theo were out of his sigh. Dahlia thought quickly and grabbed both of their hands and ran, dragging them to the closets door.
"Open it" she hissed at the boys searching herself for her wand.
Draco and Theo pulled at the door but it wouldn't budge.
"It's locked" said Draco
"We can't open it" finished Theo.
Both looked at her as if expecting her to grab them and run again.
"It's locked. It's locked? ARE YOU BLOODY WIZARDS OR NOT" she screeched having found her wand.
"Alomahara" she said opening the door successfully and pulling the boys with inside with her.
They huddled near the door and heard Filtch walking by calling out for whoever was sneaking out to turn themselves in.
"You are both the most uneducated wankers I've ever met! Are you kidding me! 'It's locked, it won't open' how bloody thick can you both get!" She whispered harshly still acting up on the adrenaline of getting caught.
Draco rolled his eyes at Dahlias reaction while Theo chuckled highly amused.
He then turned around to see what room they were in when he came face to face to a giant 3 headed dog.
He quickly taped Draco and Dahlia for them to see what he was seeing and to make sure he wasn't hallucinating.
Draco turned around first and his face blanched.
"Da-Dahlia" he croaked out.
"What." She said still annoyed, not bothering to turn around.
"Turn turn around and tell me you don't see a giant three headed dog" Theo managed to spit out looking as pale as Draco.
"Are you both going insane of course there's not a-" she stopped once she turned around and saw that they weren't lying.
For 3 seconds all three of them were silent. Then they all screamed and ran out of the room. Dahlia making sure to lock the door once they were outside.
All three of them were panting by the time they got back to their common room.
"Well that was as much of an adventure I ever want to go on" Draco said trying to lighten the mood.
"I agree with you, mate" Theo said slightly grinning.
Dahlia was in deep thought going over the whole event.
"Did you guys see what it was standing on?" she finally asked.
Draco and Theo looked at her strangely.
"Uh no I was too busy staring at his 3 heads" said Draco.
Dahlia whacked him on the head with her hand at his sarcasm. "It was standing on a trap door, as if guarding something." She said
"Well it might have to do with Dumbledore's warning at the beginning of the year. 'Don't go wondering into the third floor unless you want to meet an untimely death' " Theo said reciting it off memory.
Dahlia whipped her head to stare at Theo.
"He said that?" She asked
"Yea, were you not paying attention?" Theo asked amusedly
"Ummm no, he kind of freaks me out so I tuned him out" Dahlia said sheepishly.
Draco and Theo both snorted and something clicked in Dahlias head.
"We've got to figure out what was being guarded. It's got to be something extremely valuable" Dahlia said looking at both boys. Seeing the doubt in their eyes she quickly added.
"I mean you don't have to, I can do it on my own. But if you wanted to I wouldn't say no"
Draco and Theo both came to the conclusion that they would never leave Dahlia to do anything on her own.
"Of course I'm in, as if I would let you get all the glory for yourself when you figure it out" Draco said smiling.
Theo then walked to the other side of her and put his arm around her shoulders as well.
"Eh I've got nothing better to do" he jokingly said.
Dahlia felt touched and in an act of pure instinct she hugged them both and planted quick kisses on each of their cheeks before untangling herself and walking up the stairs to her dorm.
"Thanks boys" she said without turning around. Completely missing the blushing cheeks of both boys in the darkness.
From that moment on Draco, Dahlia and Theo became inseparable, they became best friends. There's some things you can't do without becoming close. And having a near death experience with a giant three headed dog was one of them.
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And there y'all go! So from the beginning I always figured that Dahlia and Draco would be my end game couple but now I'm not so sure? Bc it could also be Theo, I just really like his character. And I've got so much planned for both of them ugh. Comment who you want Dahlia to end up with! That will help me decide.
Alright so next chapter will be quidditch. Her meeting the Weasley twins and her figuring out what is being guarded by the 3 headed dog!
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