Title: If Only For My Daughter
Author Name: Urania and Melpomene Black
Author E-mail: leggomy_
Category: General
Key Words: Mirabel, Germany, Krys, Remus, Sirius
Rating: R for some language and adult content and situations in later chapters
Spoilers: PS, CoS, PoA, GoF, OotP, HBP
Summary: When worlds collide everything stops for a moment and everything in the world makes perfect sense. You know why people hurt, why they die, what loving someone really means. But before you can take it all in everything crashes and you may never understand anything ever again.
DISCLAIMER: We own Mirabel, Krys, Leah, Catrina, and Michi. All else belongs to J.K. Rowling. Bless her for allowing us to put her wonderful characters through such torture.
WARNING: Despite the fact that this story is completely AU it still has spoilers for all six books: SS, CoS, PoA, GoF, OotP, and HBP. The reason there are spoilers for HBP even though this story was written almost a year before the book was released is because some of our story ended up being in HBP like the soul thing (only we weren't clever enough to think of the soul bit we had our own theory, but quickly realized our stupidity in the light of JK's brilliance). While we appreciate CONSTRUCTIVE CRITISIM all flames will be fed to David Malfoy (that's the recycle bin on my computer). Enjoy…or well don't, but don't say we never warned you!
Chapter Four: Lost and Wandering
Hogwarts – Scotland – Wednesday September 10, 1997
Mirabel was lying on her bed wondering what she should do to occupy her time. During her first week at Hogwarts she had done all the exploring she planned to do. She had listened in on a few lessons before quickly growing bored with them. Why had she ever agreed to live at Hogwarts with her father? Oh, right, god thought it was for the best. Speaking of god, she thought to herself, she'd go see him today. Surely he'd be more entertaining than anything else at this point. Maybe he could even show her something she had yet to see. Maybe he'd even allow her to leave the grounds and visit the twins in Diagon Alley. Throwing back the covers she gingerly set her feet on the cold stone floor. She grabbed a black skirt that was striped with blue and wiggled into it. Taking off her night shirt she replaced it with the white button up Ravenclaw shirt that had belonged to her mother. She chose her grandfather's Slytherin tie, and her father's Gryffindor robes. Knee high gray socks and simple, black Mary Jane's completed her ensemble. Mirabel felt she represented her entire family. She left her room only to enter her father's classroom. His lecture ceased as everyone turned their attention to the strange girl.
"I'm going to see god, dad." She told Remus. He smiled and waved goodbye as she left the classroom.
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Finding Dumbledore's office proved to be more difficult than she thought. Perhaps she needed to explore the castle a bit more thoroughly, but after she spoke with Dumbledore.
"Where the hell am I?" she asked the torch on the wall illuminating the passageway.
"The dungeons." An oily voice said behind her. She spun around quickly to face Professor Snape.
"Shouldn't you be teaching?" she asked him smartly.
"Shouldn't you be somewhere else? You aren't lost are you because I do not have the time to lead you back to your father." He spat out. Mirabel glared at him.
"No, I'm not lost." She told him defiantly.
"Good. Now, if you'll excuse me." He said walking around her and further down the hall. She looked around wildly before following him.
"You're the potions master."
"That's why I teach potions." He said sarcastically.
"Can you teach me? I mean obviously you aren't terribly busy and Lord knows I'm not. And I'm really good at potion making. I could make the Wolfsbane potion by the time I was eleven. I've been all over the world and learned lots of different potions, but I've really ever had basic training and I really-"
"Please, stop talking," Mirabel shut her mouth immediately and stared up at him, "you could make Wolfsbane when you were eleven?" he asked astonished. She nodded her head, obeying his order to stop talking. "I might consider it, but only if you are serious about this. I refuse to teach someone who thinks potions is a dead art."
"I am serious, Snape. Well now I guess I'll be forced to call you Professor Snape. Oh well," she shrugged, "Can we start now?" she asked excitedly.
"You'll need a first year potions book to begin with and I have a class starting in ten minutes, but be back here at four o'clock and we'll begin. Do not be tardy."
"I'm never tardy." She shouted after him as he stalked off down the corridor, "Damn, I still don't know how to get to god's office."
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An hour and a half later Mirabel found herself near tears in McGonagall's sixth year transfiguration classroom.
"Did you need something Miss Lupin?" she asked.
"I got lost trying to find my way to god's office. I ran into Snape, but obviously he was no help. I think it might have killed him to point me in the right direction. That was over an hour ago. Please, please can you help me?" Mirabel begged. McGonagall nodded curtly before turning to her class.
"Continue practicing I will be back shortly." McGonagall led her down to the end of the corridor where there was a large statue, "Here you are Miss Lupin. The password is Gummi Bears." At the password the statue moved and revealed a hidden staircase, "Apparently on his trip into muggle London he discovered them along with Sour Worms." She seemed to not know whether to be amused or annoyed so Mirabel said nothing but thank you.
"Why Mirabel to what do I owe this wonderful pleasure?" Dumbledore asked when Mirabel entered his office. Two stacks of parchment sat on his desk. The largest stack was the one in front of him.
"You owe boredom. I've been to every class, I've searched every room, been all over the grounds, which isn't that exciting unless you're allowed in the forest, and now there is nothing left to do. Oh well Snape," she paused and thought about it, "Sorry Professor Snape has agreed to give me potion lessons. I need something to do. Maybe I could help with paper work. It has to be more exciting than listening in on another astronomy lesson." Dumbledore smiled at this.
"Most students find the History of Magic lessons to be boring."
"No they were okay, but I think history is fascinating. Of course he is kind of monotone so I could see why some would find it boring. Anyway what are you working on?" she asked.
"I am checking these new Hogsmeade permission letters for forgeries. If you would like to help you may." Mirabel clapped her hand together and took more than half of the stack into her hands before sitting in one of the plush chairs. As she began running her hand over the signature Dumbledore watched her with curiosity. "You already know the spell?" he asked. She looked up and nodded.
"Well I had to so I knew how to get around it. I didn't go around with the name Mirabel Lupin. Every time I left a country I changed my name and appearance."
"That is remarkable for one so young." He commented.
"Thanks." She said happily continuing on to the next roll of parchment. A little while later she only had four more to go and Dumbledore was on his last.
"Thank you for your help Mirabel. I am afraid that would have taken me much longer had I done it alone. In my old age I have found easy tasks take much longer." He admitted.
"You aren't old your highness, you're just wizened." He chuckled at her statement.
"Wizened. I believe I like that term. Now about your boredom, I think I may have a remedy. Have you ever heard of floo powder?" Mirabel shook her head, "Floo powder allows you to use the fireplace as travel. The twins have owled to let me know that you are more than welcome to visit them at their joke shop. You may use my fireplace when you need to. Would you like to go now?" he asked.
"Yes." She said excitedly. Dumbledore stood and walked over to the fireplace with her. Taking down a jar from the mantle he allowed her to grab a handful.
"When you're ready throw the floo powder in the fireplace, shout out your destination, and walk in. Now the ride will be quite dizzying so I suggest closing your eyes until you reach the correct fireplace." Fearlessly Mirabel did as she had been instructed. In a few seconds she tumbled out of the Weasley's fireplace, landing hard on her side.
"Mirabel," George cried out, "you've decided to visit." The twins rushed over to help her up.
"Ugh," was all she said.
"First time using floo powder?" Fred asked when she had gotten to her feet. She nodded still trying to catch the wind that had been knocked out of her.
"What brings you to our humble shop?" George asked.
"God told me you could cure my boredom." They grinned manically at each other over Mirabel's head.
"Sure you can help test some new products."
"Ha, I'm not that stupid, but I can help draw in more shoppers." Fred raised an eyebrow.
"And would your father approve of the method you have in mind?" he asked.
"What he doesn't know won't hurt him. Now give me a poster I can hang in the display case along with some items I can set up. Business will be booming before you know it." As Mirabel got to work she discarded her robes and loosened the tie. Before long men much older than Mirabel were streaming in to help her hang the poster she was having trouble hanging. "Be sure to buy something. I get commission." She told each of them. A few hours later the twins had closed the shop for two hours.
"A siesta!" George told her.
"Don't you think we deserve a break? I mean after all the hard work we did bringing in customers. It's tiring." Fred commented. She rolled her eyes and checked the clock behind the service counter.
"Wow it's already three o'clock. I should probably get back. I have to meet Snape at four."
"Lucky guy. And what did he do to win your heart that we have yet to attempt." Mirabel choked on air.
"Disgusting. I mean I value personal hygiene very much. He agreed to teach me potions and hey it kills time. Can I floo to the Gryffindor common room?" she asked the twins.
"You must certainly can my love." Fred answered handing her the floo powder and directing her back to the fireplace.
"Come see us again." The two called as she stepped into the flames. She tumbled out of the fireplace in Gryffindor common room right into the lap of Seamus Finnigan who had been sitting by the fire reading his Herbology book.
"Sorry, still trying to get the hang of it." She said sitting up, but remaining in his lap, "you wouldn't by any chance have seen the golden trio and Krys have you?" It took him a few minutes to comprehend that she was talking to him and then all he could do was point over at a table where Harry and Ron sat doing some homework for Defense Against the Dark Arts., "Thanks," she said standing up and brushing off the soot on her skirt. Seamus continued to stare, but Mirabel took no notice. She walked over to Harry and Ron only to find them cackling like mad men, "Care to share the joke?" she asked. Harry shook his head.
"You need something sister dear?" he asked.
"Yes brother I do. Could you point out a first year to me?" Knowing it was an odd request and deciding not to press the issue, he pointed over to a small boy who sat in a chair by himself in the corner with his bag leaning against the side of the chair. A first year potions book just happened to be sticking out of it.
"Excellent, I'll be right back." She walked over to him and began whispering to him as she stealthily reached down and grabbed the potions book, with a flick of her hand it flew to Harry who caught it easily. She kissed the young boy on the cheek and walked back over to the fantastic duo. "Okay now I need an escort to Snape's class."
"Now that was just evil, stealing from a first year." Ron said grinning like an idiot.
"Oh I'll give it back sooner or later." In the end Hermione, who had come out of the Head Girl's bedroom, took her to see Snape. Immediately after their departure they headed over to where Seamus sat still in shock.
"Seamus, mate," Ron began, "can you hear me? Do we need to take you to Madame Pomfrey?"
"Or maybe we'll just dump you in a tub of cold water." Harry added.
"She was in my lap." He said stupidly.
"We know." Harry said.
"Now go take a shower you fiend." Ron said sternly, but still smiling. As Seamus headed for the shower his goofy grin remained intact.
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Hermione left Mirabel outside of Snape's classroom and headed for the library with the promise that she would be back in two hours to help her find her way to the Great Hall for dinner. She pushed open the classroom door to find Snape sitting at his desk grading papers. He looked up a bit surprised to see her there on time.
"I got a book," she told him holding it up for him to see. He nodded curtly and stood.
"Good then we shall start with a review to see just how much you know compared with a first year. If you past this test," he said handing her a sheet of parchment, "then we shall move on to second year and so on." Begrudgingly and a little upset Mirabel took the parchment and a spare quill and ink bottle and got to work. After successfully completing the first and second year tests Snape found her to know as much as a second term third year. "Tomorrow bring a third year potions book and we will begin. I realize that you can make potions not even some grown wizards can, but you asked to learn the art of potion making and without the knowledge of even simple potions and how things react chemically it is worthless."
"I wasn't complaining." She told him, "And thank you for your time." Hermione was reading a book waiting patiently for her when she left the classroom.
"How did you do?" Hermione asked eagerly.
"Third year level." Mirabel said a bit dishearten.
"Don't worry. I mean you said yourself the only magical training you received was in America for three years and they focus mainly on wandless magic not potions or history or arithmacy. No one expected you to be at N.E.W.T level already." Hermione consoled.
"You're right I just thought I might do better."
Hogwarts – Scotland – Friday September 12, 1997
Friday donned bright and early and Krys awoke early due to the excitement she felt of her father's arrival. This weekend brought the full moon and as always he came to help Remus, whether with teaching the class or helping with the change, it was always up in the air depending on the day and how well Remus was feeling. Mirabel seemed to be getting along with most of the students although there had been a few altercations and Krys was glad. She liked having her best friend with her at school and she liked that Mirabel had found a family. Despite the weirdness of it all Mirabel, Krys, and Harry had sat down and discussed the situation. They had decided that although neither Sirius or Remus was his father that did not change the fact that he loved them like they were. Mirabel said the same for Sirius and Krys for Remus. They then decided that the three of them were brother and sisters. With everything cleared up they were finally a family and all three of them were ecstatic as this was a first for each of them.
Krys dressed quickly and practically ran to the Great Hall where Dumbledore, Sirius, Remus, and Mirabel sat at the head table enjoying breakfast.
"Dad," Krys cried out happily running up to the table.
"Morning sweetheart." He said kissing her cheek, "Are you hungry?" he asked.
"Famished." She answered taking a seat next to him. As other students began entering the Great Hall the four finished their breakfast and made their way to wherever it was they had to be. Mirabel headed for the Gryffindor common room as she still needed to find a third year potions book and there bound to still be students in the common room. Krys headed off to Charms early with Hermione and Sirius and Remus headed for the Defense classroom.
There was a scattering of students in the common room preparing for their day. Mirabel easily spotted a group of third years who had neglected packing their school bags for a quick game of exploding snap. Quickly nicking a potions book she left the common room to head for her bedroom in order to do some reading before meeting with Snape at four.
The day quickly passed for Mirabel and before she knew it she was sitting in front of a cauldron as Snape explained about the dangers of mixing mandrake roots with dragon's blood unless the flames were the correct temperature and you added beetle eyes in between the two and stirred counter clockwise three times after everything was put in.
"Mirabel," he said suddenly, "how was it you were able to procure a potions book so quickly?"
"Magic." She answered before Snape snatched the book from her and opened the cover.
"This belongs to Gretchen Yeeler. I told you to find a potions book not steal one." he reprimanded.
"You never specified on how I was to obtain one." She countered. He rolled his eyes.
"Well yes because I believed like any normal person you would borrow one from the library or owl Flourish and Blotts requesting one immediately." She shrugged.
"I'm going to return it. Don't get your knickers all in a twist. I made sure that when it came time for the girl to have potions one of her books would transfigure into a potions book until I can give this one back. I'm not evil. I wouldn't allow you to humiliate her in front of the entire class for not having her book."
"Just make the potion." He told her firmly setting the book back down.
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That night as Krys settled into the dorm with Lavender and Parvati her thoughts drifted to Draco. She had only seen him at dinner that night and she was a little disappointed that they could not take a walk around the lake due to his Head Boy duties. Finally after a little tossing and turning Krys drifted off in a fitful sleep.
England – 1973
"Hello Joseph. It has been far too long since our last meeting." A man with silvery blonde hair circled around a man who bore a striking resemblance to Mirabel.
"Augustus you never cease to disgust me," Joseph spat out. Augustus knelt down until he was eye level with him.
"Now Joseph why don't you just give us what we want. The Dark Lord wishes to have the ring of Ravenclaw and we know that Teresa is a descendent. You wouldn't want us to go ask her for it would you? Or perhaps we could ask Catrina." Joseph's eye glowed with anger.
"They know nothing. This fight is between you and I leave them out of it. When Dumbledore told me Voldemort was looking for the ring I took it form Teresa and hid it. I'm the only one to know where it is." He told Augustus fiercely struggling against the ropes that bound him.
Bristol, England – 1973
Teresa Maye opened the door to find two aurors standing on her doorstep, "Mrs. Maye," the one she knew to be Kingsley Shacklebolt said.
"Yes, is there something I can help you with?" she asked.
"Mrs. Maye I'm sorry to be the one to inform you, but your husband he was captured and killed by Death Eaters today."
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She lit the two white candles first and then the black candle that sat in between them. She placed the small silver bowl on top of the small flames she had already begun. Pouring the potion she had made the night before into the bowl she added two drops of her husband's blood.
"I curse the killers of my love. The Death Eaters and their Dark Lord and all that they believe and stand for. I curse every spell they use, every word the utter, every thought they consider." She took a bit of black cloth that she had cut from a Death Eater mask and added it to the simmering liquid making sure that it was thoroughly soaked before she picked up her wand and pointed it at the cloth, "deficio maledic." A brilliant light shot from her wand causing the cloth to illuminate.
Malfoy Manor – Manchester, England – 1992
"Draco," Lucius Malfoy said, "There is something about our family that you should know.
"Yes, father." Draco aged about twelve responded.
"There is a reason you shall always lose to the Potter boy. Two decades ago a curse was placed on our family. A very powerful curse that has no known remedy. It is not exactly dark magic, but it is not good magic either. Teresa Maye was the one to cast it before fleeing to America. The curse prohibits any Malfoy from succeeding against the enemy." Draco too this in and acknowledge he had heard his father with a slight nod of his head.
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Krys awoke with a start, breathing heavily.
"Draco," She whispered, "why haven't you said anything?"
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Mirabel awoke with first light, dressed in gym shorts and a t-shirt she walked over to her father's room and knocked on the door. Sirius was the one who opened the door with heavy lidded eyes.
"Come on you two get up, we're going running." She said pushing her way into the room. She began to shake her father until he woke.
"What?" he groaned rolling over.
"Get up. I'm getting you in shape so next time Sirius tries to drown me you can save me. Up come on." She told him giving him another rough shake.
"I don't run." He mumbled.
"You do now." Sirius said helping Mirabel out.
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As Remus, Sirius, and Mirabel rounded the lake Remus caught the sight of splashing a little ways out.
"Is that Severus?" he asked as he halted his jog and pointed to the middle of the lake.
"He can't swim remember Moony." Sirius said breathing heavily. Mirabel looked at the two of them expectantly.
"I can't swim either." Remus admitted with no shame.
"I can't go in I just ate." Sirius answered. Mirabel rolled her eyes and quickly pulled off her t-shirt along with her tennis shoes and socks. She ran into the cold water and swam toward the potions professor.
"How in the hell did you end up in the middle of the lake?" Mirabel asked once she had gotten her arm around his neck to help him float.
"Long story." He muttered bitterly. When Mirabel finally reach shore she collapsed on her back with half of her body still in the water.
"Are you alright Mirabel?" Remus asked quickly kneeling down by his daughter. She nodded her head still trying to regain her breath.
"The wizard who was drowning is perfectly alright. Thanks for your concern." Snape remarked. Mirabel turned over onto her stomach to glare at him.
"I saved your sorry ass so leave me alone." She told him hotly.
"Mirabel Anne Lupin what in the world is this thing on your back?" Remus asked sternly. Sirius joined his partner to stare down at his semi-daughter's back.
"I'd say it's a tattoo Remus." Sirius answered for Mirabel.
"It is a tattoo. I got it in Italy." She replied as she sat up.
"You sure did a lot of things in Italy."
"Well dad it's a fun place with great looking guys. Kind of hard not to do anything in Italy."
"I'm going to choose to ignore that last remark." Remus stated standing up and helping Mirabel to her feet.
"Good wouldn't want to ruin any innocent air I have about me." Sirius choked on a laugh while Remus glared at him.
"Are we sure our daughters were not switched at birth. Krys seems more like me and Mirabel seems more like you."
"Now Snape how in the hell did you end up in the middle of the lake if you can't swim?" Mirabel asked sitting up.
"I was in Hogsmeade investigating a potion used on the owner of the Hogs Head. I picked up the bottle to look at the contents and then I was in the lake."
"Why would someone want to port key you into the middle of the lake?" Remus asked.
"I can think of a few who might want to kill him." Mirabel mumbled. Sirius and Remus both laughed. Remus helped his daughter to her feet only to discover she was shivering.
"Come on let's get you back to the castle before you catch something." Remus put his arm around Mirabel's shoulders and held her close.
"I'll tell Dumbledore what happened. Maybe he can shed some light on this because I frankly see nothing." Sirius said as Snape got to his feet.
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Mirabel showered and prepared for the day while Remus went back to his room and prepared for that night as it would be the first night of the full moon. Mirabel brought him the Wolfsbane potion from Snape and he gulped it down quickly.
"Thank you Mira. I shall see you in a few days." With those parting words he locked himself in his room with only Sirius given the ability to come and go as he pleased.