Different Worlds

A/N: That was a superbly awesome blast of a response! Thank you for reading and responding to my humble attempt.

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Decision- After such an awesome response of course I SIMPLY HAVE TO DO BOTH SITUATIONS but due to number of votes this one goes to Daphne and Fleur comes after. Hope you enjoy both….

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Chapter 1

Daphne Greengrass a name well known throughout the halls of Hogwarts especially the Dungeons, who also went by the moniker of Ice Queen. A well earned one at that also, if you were any of lustful, mundane, prejudiced, jealous, coward, tactless, insensitive, heavily biased on blood purity or even pedigree of a person, of shady-character, hormonal doesn't matter male or female you gained a position on Ice Queen cross list. Depending on your ranking you could be fortunate enough to keep low on her radar. Best you could do was remaining neutral to her and she would be likewise.

But what was the eldest daughter of Ancient Noble House of Greengrass doing in an average muggle neighborhood sipping a mug of hot chocolate on an evening of August first week. This event could be attributed to her recent widowed grandmother also the Matriarch of the house.

She had completed her sixth year at Hogwarts this June. Returning to home was not a cheerful event as it used be.

Her late grandfather Lord Austin Greengrass was a respectable face among Pure-Bloods. A man of compassion, wisdom and true to heart businessman, he knew well to differentiate between meaningful correctness and obnoxious tactless 'trends'. He limited his visits to such 'offensive' gatherings where these unreasonable 'pureblood protocols' were practiced. One such most prominent example being following obsolete tradition of marriage contract to create alliances without consent of the object of concern.

So what did this matter with her escape? Her widower grandfather had aberrantly married to a woman a few years elder to her father when Daphne was five. This new step-granny Aletta Greengrass was youngest sister of Walburga Black. Reasons of Austin marring her were unknown; however regret was always clearly visible in his eyes.

She along with her sister had arrived back at mansion after another year at Hogwarts. Her grandfather had taken to bed after catching a serious illness for past week. The healers were trying their best but utmost that could happen was to keep his infection under check for a few weeks, this hadn't a bit disturbed her step-granny of course. Then in July first week Austin had reached his limit. A small funeral was held, with only near and dear ones and some significant acquaintances present. Sirius Black and her father Sebastian Greengrass had developed a fast friendship probably only productive result of Aletta's marriage.

Austin's death had dealt a heavy blow in the close family members. Aletta had shed a few 'diplomatic' tears in respect of her husband. But had recovered within a day; readily taking up the new responsibilities of being the Matriarch. Her first act was to create some 'significant alliances' with powerful Houses such as Malfoys. Thus came in the proposal of Marriage contract of Daphne Greengrass with a 'fine pureblood gent' Draco Malfoy.

Needless to say it wasn't brightest day of her life–

"Daphne Arabecca Greengrass! You will honor your grandmother's wishes. And it is her wish that you will allow Mr. Draco Malfoy to court you. I have arranged for you to have a special dinner with him. Such a fine gentleman, he even asked for you to choose the place." Aletta commanded while Daphne smoldered.

"No"

Aletta raised an eyebrow, "Excuse Me"

Daphne growled, "I said no. I absolutely won't allow myself to be played puppet of your will. I choose for me. Please let it be like that."

"Now listen here young lady. I will never ever until my last breath allow you to tarnish The Greengrass name in society. You will do as I say and I won't hear no for an answer." Aletta's steely voice remained unnaturally clam.

Daphne turned to her parents for any support but they were avoiding her gaze. Sebastian stared off behind her and said slowly, "Daph dear I think your Grandmother is right, you should pursue this young fine man but at your comfort though." He gave her a quick glance and turned around to leave. Miranda Greengrass nee Bones her mother had a painful stoic look in her eyes but she did her best to hide it behind her stony facade. She glanced at her but gave a brief nod to Aletta before following her husband.

Daphne felt alone in the home of five even if she knew her sister was incontestably with her but other than support there wasn't much she could do. She knew that her parents wouldn't do something like this unless they had a very dire reason to accept Aletta's word. For god-sake that woman, since she came no one has ever took a breath in calm. She stood up from her seat and turned around to storm out.

"Oh! And make sure you start liking him. It will make it easier for you when you two marry after this final year at Hogwarts." Aletta sweetly suggested. Daphne straightened her back and without acknowledging her 'Step-Granny' stormed out of the disgusting room.

She barged into her room and started pacing, thinking of methods to 'accidently' poison, maim or maybe 'worse' kill her. "That bitch what she thinks now that she is Matriarch of the house, she can command our lives"

"Careful Daph, old bag might hear. Just cool down and you will think straight" Astoria smiled from the door.

Daphne cooled down and motioned for her to come in. she still seethed, "Damn it, that saggy bitch wants me to be buddy-buddy with blonde ponce."

"But I heard it was hubby-hubby." Astoria corrected innocently receiving a death glare form Daphne.

Temperature of the room dropped significantly, "Say one more thing like that, and I would happily accept a cell in Azkaban for a murder."

Astoria shivered involuntarily, "Daph it was just a joke." But her elder sister continued to glare with increasing intensity making Astoria feel already half dead, "Fine no Ponce-Ferret jokes… So what are going to do know?"

Daphne returned to her pacing, "I don't know. I have half mind to blast that old hag's head and other half to personally castrate the Fucking Ferret with my bare hands."

Astoria laughed and then scrunched her nose, "Eww any of them would be the most disgusting thing in the world to do."

Daphne smiled at it and then heavily sank in her bed beside Astoria, "What should I do Tori. I can't think properly. After we lost grampa everything has gone hay-way. God, if he were here she wouldn't have bothered to even disturb us."

Astoria patted on her head fondly, "I know Daph, he was the most amazing person we had in our lives." They sat in silence moving through their own little worlds of thought.

Astoria suddenly straightened, "Hey Daph I got an idea." Daphne looked up with mild interest

"Daphne what would happen if you were suddenly to go on a trip on your own to explore the world. I mean of course it clash with your schedule of meetings with esteemed Mr. Ponce Malfoy. But surely to experience the world first hand is much more important and useful task for you let it go." Astoria said seriously although her black eyes screamed mischief. Daphne raised her eyebrows in appreciation and surprise of the simple plan.

"Well reasoned young Greengrass. I will immediately pack my things and arrange for an educational trip that has been assigned to me professor Vector to visit the places famous for their Ancient Runic scripture. I shall also leave a letter to be found by either mother or father." Daphne and Astoria shared an impish grin.

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After returning from the match she had wandered in the streets looking for a decent place to stay. After hours of and hours of roaming around she finally found a good and respectable hotel to stay. She checked in and settled her baggage in the room. After a refreshing shower she returned to the streets to pass her time. She saw a restaurant chose to have hot chocolate to relax.

An hour later she found herself in Market Street moving shop to shop, browsing through items. One such shop was where she found herself looking through an assortment of Tees. She picked a few and headed for the changing rooms. She entered one of the partitions and started trying them.

"Dude, dad sent me out with Braces. I am stuck here." A whine came from the next cabinet to hers. She recognized the voice clearly. The male voice was the same guy from that football match who dared to throw his murky jersey on her. It was perfect moment to let go, a plan formulated in her mind.

The six cabinets were in a secluded spot of the shop. They were open from top but the wooden dividers were eight feet in height, with no place to stick your feet. Well she was an adult witch as of last January; she had no qualms to cast a few spells. She quickly cast a silencing followed by sticking charms on her feet and hands. She quickly casted a notice me not charm on both door and herself. Had anyone glanced in her partition they would never view Spiderman as fictional character.

She climbed to top and subtly peeked over the divider, the raven haired guy was talking to himself holding a weird thing near his ear (she had seen it on many muggles). "Look dude I will try to get rid of her as soon as possible… Of course I plan to come there I know its Stella night and no one can miss it." He was too occupied to notice her even without the spell.

She silently casted Confundus charm and transfigured his clothes into something less acceptable in public. With a sated evil grin she got down to the floor, quickly picked her dresses and walked out.

Shortly after Daphne exited Harry came out. The crowd instantly parted for him. Harry cocked an eyebrow but continued towards a suddenly dead shocked Chelsy, "Hey Chelsy, I am back. So, are you done?" Chelsy was still staring at him. He checked himself but there was nothing out of place.

"What are you wearing Harry?" Chelsy's tone of urgency made him doubtful of his eyes, so he checked himself again. Daphne was busy stifling her laughter although she held onto a mannequin shaking hard.

"Just a party shirt and denims" Harry was confident.

Chelsy flushed out, "Harry last time checked, fishnet stockings, lingerie and high heel boots don't compare to party shirt and denim." Harry felt a little funny in his head and looked down again. And indeed he donned a lacy pair of lingerie, stockings instead of denim, fishnet for shirt and red kinky boots replaced his white sneakers. But the funny thing was he never remembered changing into these.

Chelsy looked utterly embarrassed, even the shop owner at counter was glaring at Harry, "Why are you wearing this Harry?"

Harry snapped out of his reverie, he had choices either to show embarrassment he felt and make a complete fool of himself or act unaffected and at least save embarrassment. "This is the theme of tonight's party." Okay that was lame, who the hell has cross-dressing for theme.

"Cross dressing was your theme for tonight…" Chelsy squeaked incredulously. This was the most absurd thing she ever heard, "Harry are you even straight?" Daphne couldn't take it anymore and burst out laughing hard. Harry stared at her recognizing her from stadium.

Harry frowned at Chelsy, "'course I'm straight. Look I don't know how this happened but one moment I was in my shirt and pant and next BAM I'm in these 'fabrics'. I don't even remember wearing them."

Chelsy had enough, "Don't give me that 'this was magic shit'. If didn't want to come with well you would have said it. You know Mr. Harry Potter I have had it enough I'm going. I won't see your face ever, I hate you Harry Potter I HATE YOU" Chelsy ran away from the store wailing and sobbing.

Harry stood there stock still, did she really leave him, did his biggest rabid fan girl leave his trail. He did a subtle fist pump and quickly vanished from the public's sight before he made more fool of himself. While rushing to changing rooms he noticed a slight frown on the raven haired girl who had laughed unceremoniously at his 'condition'. He had an intuition that this girl was somehow linked with his ambiguous cross-dressing incident.

Entering the room he found himself in need of new clothes because his old ones had 'vanished'.

After quickly paying for new clothes to a very grouchy counter lady, he hurried away from the shop, luckily at that time except Chelsy no one else knew him closely, hopefully the fiasco would be buried in a day or two. He hurried off to his Bert's from where they would head out to a nearby pub. He walked with a slight skip in his steps.

Daphne scowled for the reaction Harry gave was not what she had expected. She had wanted him to drown in embarrassment. To mop the floor brooding and make a complete fool himself. but he actually kind of had a 'profit' of this ordeal.

'Next you won't be so lucky Harry potter.' she collected her items and headed to the counter.

CHAPTER ENDS

A/N: Hope you all enjoyed. Next update when I get more ideas pouring in my mind.

I WILL CHANGE THE PAIRING ON THE SITE AFTER TWO DAYS WHEN I THINK MOST OF YOU WILL KNOW OF THE FINAL PAIRNGS.

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