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Word Count - 373.


Raise a Glass


The Leaky Cauldron was brimming with customers, and the barstaff had been run ragged trying to keep up with the demand for butterbeer, mead, elf made wine and firewhiskey. Daphne sat in the corner of the bar, unseen by most and ignored by the few who noticed her.

She didn't mind; in fact she preferred it that way.

Today was the annual meeting of the DA, the one day of the year that the group rejoined together to celebrate and mourn the lives of those they'd lost in the war. To remember the people who had once been one of them, who were no longer present.

Of course, Daphne hadn't been a member of the DA. It would have been suicide for her had she even tried to join the defense group. Not that she hadn't respected them, even when they were in school and she'd heard the whispers of a student rebellion. She'd always respected that.

Anything that upset the hag, Dolores Umbridge, had been good in Daphne's books back then. Of course, at the time, she'd still been naive enough not to realise that that group would be fighting in a battle not two years later.

War, while it had affected the students in Slytherin as much as those in any other house, had always been something for the adults to worry about. Daphne, for far too long, hadn't realised just how much it would affect her own life.

She'd been ignorant to it; to her own detriment.

Oh she could wield a wand, could fight with the best of the her peers, but up against Death Eaters? She would have had no chance, and she was certainly unwilling to fight for them. Slytherin she may have been, but Slytherin did not automatically mean Death Eater, no matter what many people thought.

"Raise a glass," Potter intoned, the bar falling silent around him. "To those we've lost, to those we love, and to those that we will never forget."

In her almost invisible corner, Daphne raised her own glass as those around her did. She may not have been a member of the DA, but she had her own losses to commemorate.

And they were no less important.

Not to her.

Written for;

Showtime; 4. "Raise a glass."

Hamilton Mania; Act 1. 5. The Leaky Cauldron / Extra; 3. Daphne Greengrass.