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Previously in SotW-

Harry still couldn't stop laughing at the memory as he crossed the fourth floor staircase and moved towards the Ravenclaw common room. This day had certainly ended for the best. It was such a shame that all good things come to an end and Harry was waiting for his good times to end too. Cause he knew that by the end of his school year, if his good times didn't end then someone else will win the game.

Which was Totally UNACCEPTABLE!

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Everyone knows their personal key to success, if you still don't,

then either you are not putting your worth in it or..

...working for the wrong thing

~ R-Kade

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Silence of the Winters

-by Dev Sagittarius Black

~~Chapter 17: Removing some strings ~~

Daphne Greengrass looked around herself as she saw her owl coming to where she had called it. Baron, was a pepper feathered eagle owl who had been her grandfather's gift to her on her tenth birthday. He was quiet, obedient, strong and was independent meaning he could take care of himself and didn't need to be pampered every now and then. But the best thing she liked about him was his intelligence, he was really very intelligent.

She had sometimes wondered if he was at par with humans because of the few things he did, like understanding each of her commands. Reaching new places without any prior directions and the best thing- He somehow recognized the person for whom he was carrying the parcel. This single property of his made him the most useful owl in their family owlery.

'Hooot' Baron came and perched on her shoulder as he peered at the letter in her hand.

"I need this delivered to grandfather by tomorrow evening or morning of the next day, okay?" Daphne asked the owl who bobbed his head once then flew from her shoulder and sat on the stone windowsill in front of her. Then he forwarded his leg and looked at her expectantly.

Daphne just smiled "Sometimes I wonder what good I did to get you in my life. Thanks Baron." She said as she tied the letter and saw her owl fly away till he was nothing more than a small spot and then took camouflage in the darkness of the night sky.

Daphne then turned around and walked a bit down further peeping from behind the stone wall and looking straight at the open window of the astronomy tower from where cold January night wind cascaded down bringing in some of the falling snow flakes 'Still there….wonder what he is doing now? And why isn't he shivering with the cold wind hitting him directly?'

Daphne looked at the boy who was peering out of the open window and into the night sky, periodically taking huge gulps of the chilled air and the releasing it as a deep breath as if this relived him in some weird way.

She once more looked at his clothing and frowned. He wasn't wearing anything other than a simple button-down white shirt with sleeves rolled till three-fourths and a plain black Lower. Though there was one difference that she had noticed in him since she came back- He always had a Golden men's watch on his wrist. In one of their group study sessions it was revealed by Su that it was a gift from his guardians, and so no one made a fuss about it.

Daphne had been keeping tabs on him since she joined the group, looking forward to getting anything out of the boy, just so she could latch onto it and move further to strategically peel off the secretive layers around him, to slowly clear the thick fog of mystery he seems to surround himself with and to show him, he was hugely unsuccessful on fooling her.

But till date, even after three whole weeks, she had yet to gleam even a hint of lie from his carefully crafted sentences. His habit of speaking the least in their group meets didn't help either. And the amount of cunning he put to carefully word his sentences was quite mind-boggling. It was no surprise that her sisters respected him this much and never once tried to even think that all of his day-to-day interaction was just a mask to hide whatever it is that he is really doing.

There was also one thing that had been eating her since December twenty-fifth of last year, when her grandfather had invited him for a family dinner and he had refused THE Gerald Greengrass.

Daphne could easily wager a guess of what was in that letter that she gave him and she knew that with the amount of pureblood etiquettes Harry showed, there was no way he didn't understand the implications of such an invitation, because for goodness sake, even Malfoy could understand such a blatant letter for strengthening family relations. Though she was very grateful that her grandfather didn't send any of that to the blonde ponce of Slytherin.

So, it bogged her mind every time she thought about the 'WHY' part. And after nearly a month long wait, there was only one way to find it. And not so surprisingly, she had the perfect excuse to start the conversation too. Also, maybe this was the only place and time that she could find him alone.

"What are you doing here?" Daphne called out loudly as she went forward and stood beside him then as soon as the wind smashed against her skin, she changed her mind and instead shielded herself by leaning her back against the wall. It was still a bit cold but not as much as the direct exposure.

"Waiting for the time when you would finally call yourself out." Harry said as he looked at far distance "Your Jasmine fragrance has been wafting around this area for the past seven minutes." In truth, it was his magical sheet that told him of her presence but she definitely didn't need to know that.

Daphne didn't say anything and instead looked at the boy standing calmly beside her. Calm and composed, looking straight ahead, his emerald eyes completely cool and was that a spark of joyfulness in them? Hairs waving slightly in tandem with the wind, a soft smile adorned his godly chiseled face, complete with the mild high cheekbones and uplifted lips with dark eyebrows and long dark eyelashes.

She felt heat rush up to her cheeks as they reddened slightly, it was no wonder she often heard girls whispering about him and giggling while looking at him. And it was no wonder that he had to solve quite a few useless doubts of a few girls (some even in their senior years) when they sat for their group study in library.

Daphne visibly shook her head and cleared her throat to focus her mind at the important task at hand, "Thank you." Harry turned his head and quirked his left eyebrow at the girl beside him "For what now?" He asked her truly confused as to why all of a sudden, she was thanking him.

"For declining the letter of invitation that my grandfather sent you for yule dinner." She said and looked up at him, meeting his eyes for the first time since she came here. "There might not be many understood what the letter meant and still decline it. Though that did make me a bit curious you know, as to why you would decline it."

Harry accepted her thanks and looked back towards the night sky, what could he say? It was just so attractive, plus the soothing cool air…ahh, pure heaven. But then, he could enjoy his personal peace time after he successfully fended the Greengrass heiress curiosity off, right? Right.

"Your grandfather, Lord Gerald Sandor Greengrass" Harry began and took another sneak peek to see what she thought of her grandfather and was a bit troubled to see how 'high' she thought him to be 'This needs to be done as fast as possible' "Is one of the most cunning individual living at the moment. Who thinks no one to be better than himself."

Harry shook his head when he saw the girl frown in confusion "He keeps on testing everyone around and is himself one of the biggest bigoted man who is more slippery than he needs to be. He thinks me to be nothing more than a snot stuck, spoilt, stick-up-his-butt rich brat who would come in running at the prospectus of marrying a beautiful girl, drooling all over her and saying yes to everything he ordered."

This time Daphne wasn't able to hold herself as this man was, in her perspective, going completely wrong about her grandfather, after all her grandfather had said nothing but good things about the boy and here he was bad mouthing him? She won't let that happen!

But just as Daphne opened her mouth to refute back, Harry raised his hand and stopped her as he knew full well what would come out of that mouth. How? Damn man, something that starts with L and ends with Y, easy now? Good.

"Tell me, do you know all the pureblood etiquettes?" Harry asked the girl beside him and she nodded though still glaring daggers at him at being ignored so easily. And she did know them, after all being the pureblood heiress of the Ancient and Noble house demanded her to do so. And she had been learning since she was eight years old.

"Then you would most certainly be familiar with the Three rules of Letter Transportation, right?" Harry asked her with narrowed eyes and Daphne gave a confused shrug because again, she did. In fact, they were one of the primary etiquettes being taught to children below ten years of age.

"Please tell me what it says, will you?" It was obvious that Harry wanted to hear it from the Greengrass heiress.

Daphne frowned for a while but did so "Owl an unknown, Elf your acquaintance and Family for Family. What's wrong in it?"

"Wow" Harry said in faux astonishment "It surprises me that we both have ben taught the same rule and I am very sure Lord Greengrass had been too taught the same simple thing. Do you know the implications when one ignores any of the steps?"

Daphne shook her head in 'No' movement because as far as she could remember there was no implications written in her Family book. Harry again quirked his left eyebrow and asked "And you never bothered asking it either?" Again, she shook her head in a 'No' movement.

"Well, that's sad because one should know what they are doing, when they will possibly receive the outcome and what outcome it could be." He said offhandedly before turning completely serious and looking straight in her eye.

"Ignoring any of the steps, even a single one means that the sender is completely ignoring the receiver's power as a magical and is spitting on his house, Family magics and his personal magical power too. Your grandfather knew the fact very well and still ignored the first two steps and directly jumped on the third one."

"He thinks that I am one of the immature noble heirs who don't know a thing and had been lucky to be born on this earth as a magical heir and being contacted by him. Unfortunately for him he is completely wrong." Harry said and the fire in his eyes told Daphne that how serious the boy was at the moment.

"Those rules were made for a reason, one's family is the most devoted thing someone gets in their life, sending your family member to an unknown person without any sort of precaution is not only de-meaning but also a practical joke on the receiver's powers. He practically spat on my powers as an heir and a wizard as whole." His hands gripped the window sill and Daphne was sure that if it was her hand, her bones might have become dust by now.

If what the Potter heir said was true, then her grandfather had seriously insulted him and indirectly House Potter and Peverell too. Therefore, it was no surprise that he didn't want to talk to her when her own grandfather and house insulted his.

"Wait a moment, you said grandfather tested you? Was this some kind of test?" Daphne asked frowning at him and was surprised to see him nod with a contemplative expression on his face. "And by rejecting the offer of joining us for dinner, you impressed him rather than disappointing him?"

Harry nodded and gave a small victorious grin "I don't know if you know this but I received a letter from lord Greengrass inviting me to join him and his family for a week worth of vacation at the Greengrass Chateau in France this summer, he of course apologized for the disrespect he showed towards Houses Potter and Peverell by disregarding the rules."

Utterly mind boggling. This was completely out of the normal pureblood games she had played till date. She always thought herself to be the best one out there, at least the best one in their groups but here, when the game was indeed being played then she had fallen face first into the trap and lost it moments after it began.

And to her surprise, Harry Potter had taken the letter, read it and understood the real meaning of the words which were most certainly much deeper than what she had thought them to be. She knew her grandfather was planning for a marriage contract to further strengthen the Greengrass family in the wizarding world and being the heiress of such a house, it was her responsibility to make it happen by hook or by crook.

"And what did you reply?" Daphne asked as snidely as she could because there was No, and she meant it, no bloody way that he would ignore the offer now, certainly not with the deal he was getting.

"I denied"

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"….."

"WHAT?!" Daphne asked totally astonished by his casual denial. Who the hell was he and what the bloody hell worked between the place between his ears? And for goodness sake, why would someone as cunning as him ignore the blatant opportunity this easily?!

"Easy there Greengrass, If I hadn't known better I would have thought that you wanted me to go with your family and ask for your hand. But fortunately, I do and so I took that reaction as more confused than outraged."

Daphne ignored the jibe and her inner self involuntarily saddened a bit when he called her Greengrass instead of Daphne. It was a record, in all of their times together of how Harry never called her out. Since the day in their shared History of Magic class, when she first talked to him till now. NEVER. But that's dine by her, it's not like the world ends if Harry Potter didn't call her by her first name, right? Right.

"Take it whatever you want, but answer me. Why this time?" She asked him more patiently, easily falling back in her ice queen persona.

"There are five members in your family whom I can meet other than all your relatives, and in those five members, I know just one person and she isn't trusting of me enough and doesn't think of me anything other than a passing curiosity that she is hell bent on solving." Harry said without looking at her face 'Also I have already agree to Madam Bones and wasting one week in two months is enough of a holiday for me. Not to mention staying away from a possible loveless marriage contract'

"I-What?" Daphne frowned at the reason, it was one of the most unexpected ones from a closed off boy like Harry.

"It's been three weeks since you joined us and tell me, did you ever think that if I am doing something it might be just that and not something else? Did you ever trust me enough for that? No. So why shouldn't I be wary that if I came over you would ask one of your family elves to keep an eye over me? Simple really, I don't want to be kept like a prisoner."

Throughout his speech Harry hadn't even once looked at her or broke his calm face and the smooth yet quite commanding tone. It was as if he was talking about the weather instead of the fact that he had caught her red handed and was directly punishing her through his coarse words.

There was a stretching uncomfortable silence between the two, for Daphne at least, Harry was just relaxing his mind more and more with the passing cold winds that splashed on is face and soothed his nerves. It was bloody fantastic.

"Alright-Alright, I give up." Daphne said raising her hands in defeat causing Harry to look at her with his raised left eyebrow. She then looked at his face and was at a momentary loss of speech before she regained herself and tried to give one of her most dazzling smiles that would have normal hormonal boys let loose their body fluids. Mind you 'Normal'.

"You caught me and caught me good." She said still smiling and trying to discern what Harry thought of her from his facial expressions, unfortunately for her, his face was as blank as plain straight wall.

Completely stiff with no emotions, not even the usual eye-twitches she caught in her father when he was angry or the glare her Grandfather used to give. It was as if she was looking at a pre-programmed puppet…oh wait, was that an eye twitch?! Nopes, it might be her imagination.

"But can you really blame me, Harry? I have always had an inquisitive mind. Asking questions about things that is mostly ignored by the general populace. Trying to dig up things and reaching the end of the tunnel. Looking beyond what is visible to normal eyes. Trying to solve any and all the mysteries I can bag and you, Harry Potter have been my biggest mystery till date!" Daphne exclaimed at him as he quietly listened her diatribe.

"Stunning the boy-who-should-have-died and Weasel on your first day, killing a full-grown Mountain troll all by yourself while it took Headmaster and Professor Flitwick and a team of Professors McGonagall, Snape and Quirell to subdue their respective ones. Then flying at breakneck speed to save Su Li and Susan and still sitting in Library with the pass to restricted section for a complete year. I am sure you exchanged your position on quidditch team for that." Daphne said smirking before making a face as Harry's face didn't move a millimeter even.

"And even after all of that, THE Harry Potter is nothing more than an average student in class and is below average at worst. So of course, you are one hell of a mystery to me. Something that I have been trying to solve since I met you." Daphne finished her tirade and looked at the boy expectantly to see what he says or thinks of her, after all even though she was not a legilimens, she was trained enough to see facial twitches and discern what they meant.

Harry remained silent for quite sometime as he contemplated on his next step he could easily subdue the girl and put mind blocks on her to never think about that information or try to investigate him but that was an extreme case. And by the way he had been scanning her mind since they started their 'small talk', Harry knew she was unaware of his real secrets. So instead, he took another powerful weapon- Words.

"Curiosity is not bad till it doesn't affect any other aspect of your daily life." Harry said in his normal baritone as he looked at the faraway distance. "This curiosity of yours, ever wondered why it didn't affect any of your friends?"

"Terry is my roommate and yet he trusts me more than anyone. Susan and Hannah have been with me since the beginning of school year and yet Susan's trust knows no bound and Hannah isn't quite far behind. Even Tracey, who joined us the last before you opens her heart to all of us, she isn't playing favorites or hiding things that could harm us, is she?"

Daphne opened her mouth to tell him that her curiosity isn't harming any of them either but he silenced her with a small hand gesture "Putting it in a really simple manner, your curiosity invokes suspicion and your suspicion invoke your distrust in me and my habits. You can simply not hide your feelings of distrust and so I became more and more pre-cautious around you. Now tell me, is this how a friendship works?"

The ball was left in her court, yes. But the court management was done so perfectly that she could do nothing but pass it on to Team Harry. And so she did. She thought about her situation and how she had behaved with him. Yes, there was suspicion and a hell lot of planning, it was a habit that she perceived from her grandfather- Play with pre-cautions and have layers of planning in one thing and even then, be ready with an escape plan.

But in this game of hide 'n' seek, she had forgotten to hatch an escape plan and had paid greatly for that fault. But the fact that all her methods had failed against the boy standing right beside her was also a huge point-to-be-noted. And even now, with all the decisions in her hand she wasn't able to think of a method other than the one she would have tried to do 'after' she won.

"Alright Harry, you win. Though I am still curious as to why you are downplaying yourself, I am not going to bug you anymore." Daphne said as honestly as possible and tried to give another small smile which was eloquently reverted with a totally blank face which saddened her a bit.

"I was a bit curious, yes. And I now understood what I did wrong. I am not asking you to stop all of this but I will ask to give me another chance to prove my budding trust in you, can I at least get that?" She asked him with hopeful puppy dog eyes that no one had ever said no to.

"I am not someone who could give chances, they are not in my hand. It's life and things come-and-go. Maybe someday you will get your chance, that day will decide how our relation begins or ends, till then, Night." And with that Harry gave her a small 'heir bow' given to their equals and moved away from the standing girl, taking equal steps and walking with a gait to make learned men drool.

Daphne sighed in sadness at not getting a direct response from the Cold boy but she knew, he gave her as much as she could get without invoking his ire and if she remembered what he did to that Mountain Troll (which she did), she felt herself lucky she didn't.

Daphne turned around to bid him night but by then, she was the lone human standing in the deserted corridor, sighing again she determined herself to stop her tirade against Harry Potter and start to show her trust in him, if he can notice her distrust then he can easily notice the change too, right? Of course, right.

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Days after those were incredibly passive for the green eyed Potter, though not so much for his younger brother as he tried to get answers to all his riddles that happened to circulate around the third floor corridor of Hogwarts. It was a stroke of luck that when the junior Potter was telling about what he found on the chocolate frog card of Nicholas Flamel to his pet Weasel, Tracey was there to hear it and her less control over it spit the fact out quite easily.

Though it wasn't prudent to believe words of the bubbly Slytherin girl and Harry never wanted to test Legilimency against Alandale or Weasel, afraid of what contingency plans Dumbles would have kept in store if anyone other than him tried to invade his two slugs' mind. Therefore, he invaded Tracey's.

And to say Harry was satisfied with the knowledge he gained would be an understatement. There were quite more than a few things that could have helped him if he had scanned the gossiper's brain earlier. Well, better late than never, right? And so, Harry took off in direction of the Hogwarts Gamekeeper- Rubeus Hagrid. There was a certain dog who needed to be tamed well.

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"Sue?" Hannah asked as she plopped beside her redhead friend who was scribbling her short notes for the charms homework given to them today, she had yet to start it and here her friend was halfway finished.

"Yeah Hun?" Susan asked without bothering to look up from her short notes homework- 'Fifteen uses of the Knockback Jinx', Finding nine was an easy thing but the next six seemed to take up the whole thing to another level of searching which was taking more than a few minutes.

"What are you doing?"

"Something which you haven't done yet- Homework." Susan said and laughed as she saw redness spread over Hannah's face before she controlled it "Very funny Sue, I meant what are you doing in regards to your more than a little crush on a certain green eyed wiz-mmph." Hannah was the one laughing this time as a red faced Sue shoved the pillow in the blonde Hufflepuff's face.

"Shut up Abott.'' Sue said but there was no real malice in her words and instead the redhead girl was smiling bashfully.

Subsiding her laughter and the impromptu moment created by Sue's embarrassment, Hannah plopped down beside the said redhead and repeated her question, this time more seriously.

"Nothing yet, why do you ask?" Sue was of course confused as to why all of a sudden, her best friend was bringing Harry in their convo.

"Because my dearest Suzy, you are already getting acting blind to all the stares he receives. Today I even saw Lavender Brown making lost puppy eyes towards him. I don't how fast or slow you want to take it with him but I would suggest you to fasten up a bit because with your speed, I am sure Harry would have already married and have two kids by the time you admit your crush."

Susan frowned at that, yes, both of that- Brown making lost puppy eyes and the comment about her speed of admission of her crush to Harry "I am waiting till first year ends Hun, I don't think Harry of all people is interested in any sort of relationship before first year."

"That may be true Sue and I am not telling you to just go and snog him straightaway." Hannah giggled when Sue's face turned a deep shade of pink, she shook her head at the girl before continuing "all I am saying is to advance your methods, so that even if Harry is quite a dunderhead in this subject, others get your hint and move away."

Sue thought for a few minutes before sighing and looking up towards her best friend "And how do you propose I do that oh my love goddess?"

Hannah gave a Cheshire cat grin as she leaned forwards and started discussing ideas with her sister in all but blood, there was a certain announcement to make without saying it loud.

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Harry looked around himself one last time as his fingers gripped the cold metal door knob of the dingy door on third floor corridor that was said to protect Hogwarts students population from Death herself. Though the boy knew what was behind the door and how to control it all thanks to a certain gullible groundskeeper of Hogwarts who also happened to be the said 'Death's' Master and friend.

Twisting the door knob open, Harry stepped inside and looked at the softly snoring dog, the middle head suddenly wiggled his nose and growled a bit in annoyance before slowly opening one of its eyes and scanning the room, looking for the intruder whose smell wafted the air in the room and had reached the hell hound's nostrils. Flaring them with rage.

Harry knew this was his only cue to start his show as he was very sure that if he waited a bit longer then he would be taken out by his smell and 'Fluffy' would easily tear him to fluffs. So, he went inside his bottomless pockets and picked up the bamboo flute given to him by Hagrid as a way to calm the monstrosity if they ever had the unfortunate experience again.

Harry still felt bad for manipulating the gullible gamekeeper but this had been more important and so he wasn't going to leave any door that could solve this mystery. Oh, he knew what it was that was being protected but he just needed to see it once to make sure it was safe enough.

Pushing those thoughts aside he placed the flute near his lips and blew a lot of air in it, it was good Fluffy just needed music and not a particular tone to sleep, he would later come back and try to play with the big dog a bit, but that's not for now.

There was also a question that Fluffy's presence in this room ignited in his brain- How in the name of Hades was Dumbledore able to bring a dog this big so secretly and how was he able to push it through that small door? Because as far as Harry knew, portkeys and apparition were forbidden in Hogwarts for everyone and transfiguring a living thing was way quite a difficult thing and a magically resistant XXXXX beast at that? Suffice to say, big guy wasn't here by being transfigured into a smaller thing and then removing the transfigurement.

Harry smiled a bit when he saw the eyes of the middle head of cerebrus droop and then made a face as rotten fish smell came when the three faces dog-yawned before finally sleeping peacefully.

Harry immediately snapped his fingers and left the flute levitating mid air as air with a regular force pulsed through it causing it to play continuously as the lone elemental moved forward and placed his glowing hand on the cerebrus' mid head as he delved deep in the peacefully sleeping monster's brain. After all it was far easier to control someone in their sleepy state than completely conscious.

Ten minutes later Harry nodded and left the Cerebrus head panting a bit as beads of sweat dropped from his hairline and down his chiseled hard face, completely satisfied with his progress in taming the beast inside the big guy's brain box and registering himself as an alpha- someone whom to listen to and protect with all his might. It took more than he had thought but, in the end, the result was more than enough for the toil.

A very-very useful information he received via delving in the sleeping dog's brain was that…

Harry moved towards the wooden door and closed it completely, then he counted third stone brick from the door's top hinge before tapping it thrice and then pushing it with a bit of his magic in it.

There was some rumbling as the wall behind the cerebrus rumbled a bit before it displaced very slowly from its place revealing a dirty and dark pathway downwards which coincidentally happened to be the secret passageway to the west part of Forbidden Forest.

"No wonder you came in so easily Fluffy." Harry smiled a really innocent smile before pushing the brick again, releasing the lever and indirectly, the wall from its previous predicament.

Harry slowly levitated the sleeping cerebrus' front paw from the small manhole it was guarding, he opened it and threw a Lumos in it before delving into his elemental self, small cyclones encompassed his legs till his shin as his eyes turned glowing orbs of silver with a green hallow pushed to the periphery. He levitated himself and slowly descended into the hidden pathway, his wand and magical sensor sheet ready to meet any and all surprises or shocks.

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Ending note- There you have it fellas, Chapter seventeen of 'Silence of the Winters'. Liked it Loved it? Hated it? Please tell. I am waiting for all your reviews! Also, those who have been with me since the beginning know how much I appreciate constructive criticism and new ideas. So if you have one, DO SHARE IT WITH ME! Put it on a review or PM me, whatever you like. I will for sure respond to it. This chapter crossed 6k+ words! Oh and sorry for the little Cliffy hahaha...

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