p class="MsoNormal"A/N Another copy and paste it is. I'm sorry for all the things at the beginnings and end of paragraphs I don't know why file upload won't accept my word documents and I don't know which toggles to hit and not hit so please forgive me./p
p class="MsoNormal"Chapter 3 A Flower's Justice and an Eventful Train Ride/p
p class="MsoNormal" /p
p class="MsoNormal"Charles, Laura and Gilly sat in the cozy dining room in the Blotts' well-appointed home. They lived in a side street just off Diagon Alley. Currently, the threesome had finished their meal of chicken and vegetables, the plates just having been whisked away by a house elf, Gilly had gifted the Blotts 11 years ago. Charles folded his meaty arms over his barrel chest and stared down the small table at his grand daughter./p
p class="MsoNormal""Alright Gilly, I know what you have planned," he said resignedly. "We didn't go through this all for you to go off and just kill muggles willy nilly though."/p
p class="MsoNormal""The same goes for incapacitating as well," Laura said sternly, putting a gentle hand on Gilly's shoulder./p
p class="MsoNormal""No," Gilly said confidently, smiling secretively, "They're muggles, and thus will get muggle style punishments the magical way."/p
p class="MsoNormal""I know I don't have to tell you to be careful flower," said Laura. "I just hope you'll remember you're real mission."/p
p class="MsoNormal"Gilly nodded and pecked her grandparents on the cheek. She then slipped her cloak on and called to Missy, her house elf. They apparated to their destination with a faint pop. Gilly smiled, thanking the house elf. She had trained Missy to apparate with a quieter sound so they would be almost undetectable. The house elf had also disillusioned Gilly so no one was seen as they walked up the street./p
p class="MsoNormal"Gilly saw with glee that no one was home and easily picked the lock. She entered and saw the many appliances before her. First she started with the televisions. She carved a tiny rune sequence into the wall plaster which would make anything plugged into those wall sockets short out the circuits. She left the cold food boxes alone, but put a charm on it so that when anyone went past it, they would remember that everyone in the house should be fed. She then saw the bedrooms and her blood chilled. She wanted to rip these muggles to shreds./p
p class="MsoNormal"One was obviously a guest room as it was spartan and had a linen closet in it. The bed was unmade and without sheets. It seemed to be mostly for a favored aunt. Pictures of her and some awful bulldogs were on the nightstand. The next was the master bedroom. It wasn't worth looking at and she had already been in there. She had also been in the sons' room, also disabling his computer and play boxes. When gathering information, one tended to learn a lot about muggle technology by accident. His room was just so abhorrent. There were food wrappers everywhere. That was nothing compared with the last bedroom however. This seemed to be some kind of life sized junk drawer. The only things not touched were the books on a bookshelf which looked to be falling apart./p
p class="MsoNormal"The only source of magic Gilly could find was in this room, but it seemed to be recent. She found that all of Harry's things were up here, but that they seemed to fit a much bigger boy, perhaps much older or much fatter. This wouldn't do. She would have to go shopping for him at some time. She found that Harry's owl was locked in her cage and Gilly asked Missy to fix that while she carved runes into the cage, making no one want to go near it except Harry and those he trusted. Of course she added herself in that charm or she would forget about the owl completely. Going back downstairs, she found the cupboard under the stairs and the biggest source of Harry's magic. She got Missy to turn it into stone of course./p
p class="MsoNormal" /p
p class="MsoNormal"()()/p
p class="MsoNormal" /p
p class="MsoNormal"Thanks to three or four letters exchanged over the course of August, Harry knew how to get onto the platform, so when Gilly saw him wave at her shyly, she beckoned him over toward a relatively clear area of the train. Here stood Charles and Laura Blott, as well as Darnell and Miriam Flourish. Darnell and Miriam were not blessed with children, and had jumped on this little plan of Gilly's. Though the Flourish family had been in Dumbledore's pocket, selling the books he wanted them to sell, Gilly had been covertly feeding them information about their family wealth and standing, managing to get their money back. After that disaster in the book shop her first day, Darnell was very apologetic, and had told her, some kind of compulsion had been placed on that muggle born's book list. The Blotts had been under Gilly's thumb much longer, as she had gone to school with both William Blott and his wife. She was a regular at the shop, though it was not often known, at least to the Flourishs. The Blotts were her real family so to speak. When she was Narcissa, she counted Charles and Laura as the loving parents she'd always wanted. Why the Blotts you might ask? William Blott saved her life in third year without even knowing it and from then on she considered him a brother. She never told him what manner of dark magic she was discretely disturbing, but it had been too much for her and if he hadn't walked by just then on prefect rounds, she would have been drawn into a coven of dark witches which included her sister Bellatrix./p
p class="MsoNormal""Hi Harry," said Gilly, hugging harry gently. "Are you excited to go to Hogwarts?"/p
p class="MsoNormal""You have no idea," said Harry, standing there a bit awkwardly in her hug./p
p class="MsoNormal""I'm sure you've met one or another of my grandparents, Charles and Laura Blott," said Gilly with a smile. "If not, we also have Mr. and Mrs. Darnell and Miriam Flourish."/p
p class="MsoNormal""Hello Young man," said Charles. "You be good in school now you hear? Don't be looking for any trouble or getting Gilly into any."/p
p class="MsoNormal"The greetings were cut short as Laura looked at the time and gave both Gilly and Harry a hug. The Blotts helped the two children situate their trunks and Harry put his owl cage up in the luggage rack himself. It seemed he had let her out to fly to Hogwarts on her own. With one last good-bye, Gilly and Harry climbed into the train again and found an empty compartment to sit in./p
p class="MsoNormal""So remind me again," said Gilly as she pulled out a board game for them to play, "How many TVs have those muggles bought now?"/p
p class="MsoNormal""Too many," said Harry, looking intrigued at the magical board game. "What they need is an electrician and a brain. You can learn a lot from books if you care enough."/p
p class="MsoNormal""I never pegged you as a book guy," said Gilly, finishing her set up./p
p class="MsoNormal""I didn't either," said Harry, looking at what appeared to be magical scrabble. "Then I thought, what if I come to school and I don't know anything? I don't wanna sound like I swallowed the text book, but.."/p
p class="MsoNormal"Gilly nodded and they each tried to pick a moving tile to decide who went first. Harry loved this game. It was like trying to hit targets while trying to catch bouncing tiles and coming up with words at the same time. Gilly could see it in his face, and decided not to go easy on him. They both had fun, and she dissolved into giggles when her word tropic accidentally ended up plastered to Harry's forehead.. He batted the tiles away and she started anew, winning the game./p
p class="MsoNormal""Is there something funny going on in here?" asked a cool, drawling voice from the door. "Oh I see. You're playing magical scrabble. That game's not worth the enchantments put on it."/p
p class="MsoNormal""Have you ever even tried?" Harry asked. "I bet your brain power isn't worth the time and effort it takes to play this game."/p
p class="MsoNormal"Gilly laughed and was tempted to reset the board. That was her disowned son, just an egg of hers that meant nothing to her. Narcissa Malfoy was a tall blond mistress who played her part perfectly, because if she didn't, Gilly would rip out her heart. Someone spoke from beyond the goons covering the blond git./p
p class="MsoNormal""Excuse me, but has anyone seen a toad?" spoke the muggle born witch. "A boy named Nevil has lost one. Also, I would love to play magical scrabble if I could get past the door jam."/p
p class="MsoNormal""Not worth the brain power?" asked Draco Malfoy. "Well who are you then./p
p class="MsoNormal""My apologies," said harry, standing and giving a slight formal bow. "My name is Harry James Potter. May I have the displeasure of knowing yours?"/p
p class="MsoNormal""I am Gilly Blott," Gilly said, holding her hand out to Draco./p
p class="MsoNormal""Oh," said Draco, kissing Gilly's knuckles and skuttling backwards. "Draco Malfoy. My father will hear of your insults Potter."/p
p class="MsoNormal""Come in Miss…" said Harry. "I'm sure Nevil will find his toad. I don't think they leave pets behind on the train."/p
p class="MsoNormal""Hermione," said the girl, bringing Nevil with her. "He just found him with a prefect's help. Um… Yes as I was saying I'm Hermione Granger. Sorry I'm still new to all of this wizarding stuff. I hope they practice the customs at Hogwarts so I can understand them better."/p
p class="MsoNormal""They don't, unless you look very closely," said Gilly. "That's what my grandfather told me. Let me guess, you don't want to act like a little know it all about it?"/p
p class="MsoNormal""How did you know?" Hermione asked, looking stung./p
p class="MsoNormal""I don't mean to be rude because I could see us being friends, but there are those who read and take the knowledge and put it into their own words. Then there are those who sound like they have memorized everything and must add just one more foot to that Charms essay."/p
p class="MsoNormal""Do you think I should try to tone it down a little?" asked Hermione shyly./p
p class="MsoNormal""Well," said Harry. "I kind of see it like this, if only the teachers like you, students will come by and keep asking you to do their homework and that could feel like a friend but it's not… Or something…"/p
p class="MsoNormal"Gilly nodded and promised to talk to Hermione some more if there was a need. They packed everything away and changed into the school robes. Nevil, having been shy, hadn't said a word the whole rest of the train ride to school. They invited him to share a boat with them up to the castle, when they saw the little fleet of them, and he agreed. Gilly remembered with sadness the torture Nevil's parents had undergone at the hands of her sister, and vowed to bring the shy boy out of his shell, just like with Harry. Maybe she should have someone pay Augusta a visit. She put her brain on hold as she saw the castle by boat for the third time, ducking her little head under the giant curtain of ivy. It was something she would never forget but that she would always like to see again./p
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p class="MsoNormal"A/n I'm going to need some help on this one. Dumbledore is definitely manipulative, but would you say he is bad based off this chapter? Also if you don't like bad Dumbledore you know where to go, the suggestion box for a good Dumbledore story. span style="font-family: 'Segoe UI Emoji',sans-serif; mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-hansi-font-family: Calibri; mso-hansi-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-char-type: symbol-ext; mso-symbol-font-family: 'Segoe UI Emoji';"😊/span I won't accept the flame. Please let me know what you would like to see in the story and if you have wizarding custom ideas lay them on me. I'll tell you right now I'm bad at writing school, but I will do my best./p
p class="MsoNormal"Chapter 3 A Flower's Justice and an Eventful Train Ride/p
p class="MsoNormal" /p
p class="MsoNormal"Charles, Laura and Gilly sat in the cozy dining room in the Blotts' well-appointed home. They lived in a side street just off Diagon Alley. Currently, the threesome had finished their meal of chicken and vegetables, the plates just having been whisked away by a house elf, Gilly had gifted the Blotts 11 years ago. Charles folded his meaty arms over his barrel chest and stared down the small table at his grand daughter./p
p class="MsoNormal""Alright Gilly, I know what you have planned," he said resignedly. "We didn't go through this all for you to go off and just kill muggles willy nilly though."/p
p class="MsoNormal""The same goes for incapacitating as well," Laura said sternly, putting a gentle hand on Gilly's shoulder./p
p class="MsoNormal""No," Gilly said confidently, smiling secretively, "They're muggles, and thus will get muggle style punishments the magical way."/p
p class="MsoNormal""I know I don't have to tell you to be careful flower," said Laura. "I just hope you'll remember you're real mission."/p
p class="MsoNormal"Gilly nodded and pecked her grandparents on the cheek. She then slipped her cloak on and called to Missy, her house elf. They apparated to their destination with a faint pop. Gilly smiled, thanking the house elf. She had trained Missy to apparate with a quieter sound so they would be almost undetectable. The house elf had also disillusioned Gilly so no one was seen as they walked up the street./p
p class="MsoNormal"Gilly saw with glee that no one was home and easily picked the lock. She entered and saw the many appliances before her. First she started with the televisions. She carved a tiny rune sequence into the wall plaster which would make anything plugged into those wall sockets short out the circuits. She left the cold food boxes alone, but put a charm on it so that when anyone went past it, they would remember that everyone in the house should be fed. She then saw the bedrooms and her blood chilled. She wanted to rip these muggles to shreds./p
p class="MsoNormal"One was obviously a guest room as it was spartan and had a linen closet in it. The bed was unmade and without sheets. It seemed to be mostly for a favored aunt. Pictures of her and some awful bulldogs were on the nightstand. The next was the master bedroom. It wasn't worth looking at and she had already been in there. She had also been in the sons' room, also disabling his computer and play boxes. When gathering information, one tended to learn a lot about muggle technology by accident. His room was just so abhorrent. There were food wrappers everywhere. That was nothing compared with the last bedroom however. This seemed to be some kind of life sized junk drawer. The only things not touched were the books on a bookshelf which looked to be falling apart./p
p class="MsoNormal"The only source of magic Gilly could find was in this room, but it seemed to be recent. She found that all of Harry's things were up here, but that they seemed to fit a much bigger boy, perhaps much older or much fatter. This wouldn't do. She would have to go shopping for him at some time. She found that Harry's owl was locked in her cage and Gilly asked Missy to fix that while she carved runes into the cage, making no one want to go near it except Harry and those he trusted. Of course she added herself in that charm or she would forget about the owl completely. Going back downstairs, she found the cupboard under the stairs and the biggest source of Harry's magic. She got Missy to turn it into stone of course./p
p class="MsoNormal" /p
p class="MsoNormal"()()/p
p class="MsoNormal" /p
p class="MsoNormal"Thanks to three or four letters exchanged over the course of August, Harry knew how to get onto the platform, so when Gilly saw him wave at her shyly, she beckoned him over toward a relatively clear area of the train. Here stood Charles and Laura Blott, as well as Darnell and Miriam Flourish. Darnell and Miriam were not blessed with children, and had jumped on this little plan of Gilly's. Though the Flourish family had been in Dumbledore's pocket, selling the books he wanted them to sell, Gilly had been covertly feeding them information about their family wealth and standing, managing to get their money back. After that disaster in the book shop her first day, Darnell was very apologetic, and had told her, some kind of compulsion had been placed on that muggle born's book list. The Blotts had been under Gilly's thumb much longer, as she had gone to school with both William Blott and his wife. She was a regular at the shop, though it was not often known, at least to the Flourishs. The Blotts were her real family so to speak. When she was Narcissa, she counted Charles and Laura as the loving parents she'd always wanted. Why the Blotts you might ask? William Blott saved her life in third year without even knowing it and from then on she considered him a brother. She never told him what manner of dark magic she was discretely disturbing, but it had been too much for her and if he hadn't walked by just then on prefect rounds, she would have been drawn into a coven of dark witches which included her sister Bellatrix./p
p class="MsoNormal""Hi Harry," said Gilly, hugging harry gently. "Are you excited to go to Hogwarts?"/p
p class="MsoNormal""You have no idea," said Harry, standing there a bit awkwardly in her hug./p
p class="MsoNormal""I'm sure you've met one or another of my grandparents, Charles and Laura Blott," said Gilly with a smile. "If not, we also have Mr. and Mrs. Darnell and Miriam Flourish."/p
p class="MsoNormal""Hello Young man," said Charles. "You be good in school now you hear? Don't be looking for any trouble or getting Gilly into any."/p
p class="MsoNormal"The greetings were cut short as Laura looked at the time and gave both Gilly and Harry a hug. The Blotts helped the two children situate their trunks and Harry put his owl cage up in the luggage rack himself. It seemed he had let her out to fly to Hogwarts on her own. With one last good-bye, Gilly and Harry climbed into the train again and found an empty compartment to sit in./p
p class="MsoNormal""So remind me again," said Gilly as she pulled out a board game for them to play, "How many TVs have those muggles bought now?"/p
p class="MsoNormal""Too many," said Harry, looking intrigued at the magical board game. "What they need is an electrician and a brain. You can learn a lot from books if you care enough."/p
p class="MsoNormal""I never pegged you as a book guy," said Gilly, finishing her set up./p
p class="MsoNormal""I didn't either," said Harry, looking at what appeared to be magical scrabble. "Then I thought, what if I come to school and I don't know anything? I don't wanna sound like I swallowed the text book, but.."/p
p class="MsoNormal"Gilly nodded and they each tried to pick a moving tile to decide who went first. Harry loved this game. It was like trying to hit targets while trying to catch bouncing tiles and coming up with words at the same time. Gilly could see it in his face, and decided not to go easy on him. They both had fun, and she dissolved into giggles when her word tropic accidentally ended up plastered to Harry's forehead.. He batted the tiles away and she started anew, winning the game./p
p class="MsoNormal""Is there something funny going on in here?" asked a cool, drawling voice from the door. "Oh I see. You're playing magical scrabble. That game's not worth the enchantments put on it."/p
p class="MsoNormal""Have you ever even tried?" Harry asked. "I bet your brain power isn't worth the time and effort it takes to play this game."/p
p class="MsoNormal"Gilly laughed and was tempted to reset the board. That was her disowned son, just an egg of hers that meant nothing to her. Narcissa Malfoy was a tall blond mistress who played her part perfectly, because if she didn't, Gilly would rip out her heart. Someone spoke from beyond the goons covering the blond git./p
p class="MsoNormal""Excuse me, but has anyone seen a toad?" spoke the muggle born witch. "A boy named Nevil has lost one. Also, I would love to play magical scrabble if I could get past the door jam."/p
p class="MsoNormal""Not worth the brain power?" asked Draco Malfoy. "Well who are you then./p
p class="MsoNormal""My apologies," said harry, standing and giving a slight formal bow. "My name is Harry James Potter. May I have the displeasure of knowing yours?"/p
p class="MsoNormal""I am Gilly Blott," Gilly said, holding her hand out to Draco./p
p class="MsoNormal""Oh," said Draco, kissing Gilly's knuckles and skuttling backwards. "Draco Malfoy. My father will hear of your insults Potter."/p
p class="MsoNormal""Come in Miss…" said Harry. "I'm sure Nevil will find his toad. I don't think they leave pets behind on the train."/p
p class="MsoNormal""Hermione," said the girl, bringing Nevil with her. "He just found him with a prefect's help. Um… Yes as I was saying I'm Hermione Granger. Sorry I'm still new to all of this wizarding stuff. I hope they practice the customs at Hogwarts so I can understand them better."/p
p class="MsoNormal""They don't, unless you look very closely," said Gilly. "That's what my grandfather told me. Let me guess, you don't want to act like a little know it all about it?"/p
p class="MsoNormal""How did you know?" Hermione asked, looking stung./p
p class="MsoNormal""I don't mean to be rude because I could see us being friends, but there are those who read and take the knowledge and put it into their own words. Then there are those who sound like they have memorized everything and must add just one more foot to that Charms essay."/p
p class="MsoNormal""Do you think I should try to tone it down a little?" asked Hermione shyly./p
p class="MsoNormal""Well," said Harry. "I kind of see it like this, if only the teachers like you, students will come by and keep asking you to do their homework and that could feel like a friend but it's not… Or something…"/p
p class="MsoNormal"Gilly nodded and promised to talk to Hermione some more if there was a need. They packed everything away and changed into the school robes. Nevil, having been shy, hadn't said a word the whole rest of the train ride to school. They invited him to share a boat with them up to the castle, when they saw the little fleet of them, and he agreed. Gilly remembered with sadness the torture Nevil's parents had undergone at the hands of her sister, and vowed to bring the shy boy out of his shell, just like with Harry. Maybe she should have someone pay Augusta a visit. She put her brain on hold as she saw the castle by boat for the third time, ducking her little head under the giant curtain of ivy. It was something she would never forget but that she would always like to see again./p
p class="MsoNormal" /p
p class="MsoNormal"A/n I'm going to need some help on this one. Dumbledore is definitely manipulative, but would you say he is bad based off this chapter? Also if you don't like bad Dumbledore you know where to go, the suggestion box for a good Dumbledore story. span style="font-family: 'Segoe UI Emoji',sans-serif; mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-hansi-font-family: Calibri; mso-hansi-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-char-type: symbol-ext; mso-symbol-font-family: 'Segoe UI Emoji';"😊/span I won't accept the flame. Please let me know what you would like to see in the story and if you have wizarding custom ideas lay them on me. I'll tell you right now I'm bad at writing school, but I will do my best./p
