Miniature author's note: As I am writing this and trying to develop the relationship between Dioleh and Draco, I am swiftly realizing more and more that J.K. Rowling did absolutely no characterization for Draco so I am having to change his character a little bit so his storyline will not be exactly according to the books. I will try to be as true to the original story as possible, but certain changes will be made for the sake of my sanity and writing the story in a way that won't make me lose my mind. If you have a problem with that then...have fun I guess.
"Hello, dear," Mrs. Weasley said the moment Dioleh and Hermione walked in with their trunks. She embraced both girls and smiled at them, adding, "You'll both be staying in Ginny's room."
"Hey, Ginny," Dioleh said, smiling at the young girl. Dioleh didn't know her well as they didn't share a common room or any classes, but she had seen her around. Ginny smiled back at her and the three girls headed up into Ginny's room. It was on the small side but had a large window overlooking the yard and soft pink walls with posters of Quidditch teams and bands. Two cots had been set up and soon Hermione and Dioleh were settled in.
Just as they did, Mrs. Weasley came in, remarking, "Harry should be here any minute now. The boys just went to get him." The three girls glanced at each other and headed down after her into the kitchen. Coming inside, they saw Harry and all the Weasleys, apart from Percy, including two Dioleh had never seen before. She concluded that they must be Bill and Charlie.
"Harry," Dioleh said. He smiled at her and the two girls with her. Dioleh smirked, glancing back to see Ginny looking quite red.
"Shut up," she muttered, making Dioleh's smirk merely widen.
"Tell me what, Arthur?" Mrs. Weasley said forcibly.
"It's nothing, Molly," he said awkwardly. "Fred and George just - but I've had words with them-"
"What have they done this time?" Mrs. Weasley snapped. "If it's got anything to do with Weasleys' Wizard Wheezes-"
"Why don't you show Harry where he's sleeping, Ron?" Hermione suggested awkwardly.
"He knows where he's sleeping," Ron replied, not thinking. "In my room, he slept there last-"
"We can all go," Hermione said pointedly.
"Oh," Ron realized. "Right."
"Yeah, we'll come too," George said, making a move to leave with Fred.
"You stay where you are!" Mrs. Weasley roared. She continued yelling, but Harry, Ron, Hermione, and Ginny followed Dioleh in edging out of the room and headed up the stairs. Ginny left to go to her own room, but the four that remained went to Ron's room.
"So, have you lot had a good holiday?" Harry asked, sitting on the camp bed that had been set up for him.
"Decent," Dioleh said. "I ended up having to tell Oscar and Jean about..."
"Why?" Ron asked.
"She kept disappearing in the middle of the night," Hermione explained. "We live ten miles from the beach so Dioleh kept leaving in the middle of the night. They thought she was doing drugs or something so we had to tell them the truth."
"How did that go?" Harry asked tensely, thinking about how the Dursleys would react if he told them he was part fish.
With a smile, Dioleh said, "Well considering the fact that they aren't wizards and therefore haven't been taught to hate and fear my kind all their life, it went pretty well. Bit more of a shock for them, honestly."
"Yeah, you could say that," Hermione said with an amused smile.
"What about while you're here?" Ron asked. "My parents will notice if you disappear like that."
"I went swimming this morning," Dioleh explained. "And we only have two weeks here so if I can just get to water once in the next week I'll be fine until we get to Hogwarts."
"What happens if you don't?" Harry asked curiously.
"I lose all my powers," she said sadly. "I wouldn't be able to be a siren anymore and...I would lose my ability to use any kind of magic at all."
Frowning, Ron asked, "But what about those sirens they lock up in Azkaban?"
"After a week they're basically no-majs," Dioleh said. "I don't even know if they'd be able to see the dementors."
A silence fell over the group until Hermione said, "I think they've stopped arguing. Shall we go down and help your mum with dinner?"
"Yeah, all right," Ron said, getting up.
That night, Dioleh had a mess of trouble in her attempt to get to sleep. Eventually, however, she drifted off to sleep.
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She seemed to open her eyes to see the open countryside. Glancing over, Dioleh saw, to her surprise, Ebony. Dioleh seemed to be in autopilot as a voice that was no hers said gruffly, "I need to get to her, Bonnie. If I don't, she'll die."
"You'll get caught, Julio," Ebony retorted quietly. "It's a miracle you've survived this long without your powers, but this...this is a suicide mission."
"Look, Dioleh is our only hope now, don't you realize that? Remember what Andre told us about what happened to her?" Julio said. "She is the only one who can save us and now he knows who she is, what she is and her power. He's going to be coming after her if not to recruit her, to kill her."
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Dioleh jolted awake with a start. Drawing in a deep breath, she closed her eyes before opening them again. It was still pitch dark, but her mind was moving too quickly to fall back asleep. Sitting up, she felt around for the clothes she had laid out the night before. Changing into a black sweatshirt and leggings, she checked the time. It was two in the morning. Grabbing her wand, she got up and quietly left Ginny's room. Downstairs, she found everything dark.
Heading into the kitchen, she quickly made herself a cup of coffee and moved to sit outside. It was cold, but Dioleh didn't mind it. The warmth of the coffee felt nice in her hands as she waited for the sun to rise. After she had finished her cup, she went inside with it and found everyone else was up. "Oh, there you are, dear," Mrs. Weasley said. "We had no idea where you'd gone."
"Sorry, Mrs. Weasley," she said, pouring herself another cup. "I was outside." She nodded and Dioleh sat down at the table between Fred and Harry. A large eagle owl fluttered into the room, a letter in its beak.
With a yawn, Fred asked, "Who's sending letters this early?" Dioleh, who recognized the owl, smiled and took the letter from its beak, petting the bird. It fluttered to sit on the window, waiting to see if Dioleh wanted to send a response. Opening the letter, Dioleh saw it was, as she expected, a letter from Draco.
Hello, love,
Dioleh rolled her eyes at the name but was still smiling.
I can't wait to see you at the World Cup today. Hopefully, we'll run into each other at some point. See you soon.
Dray
"Why do we have to be up so early?" Ginny asked with a yawn. Dioleh looked up from her letter to see Ginny and Hermione walking in.
"We've got a bit of a walk," Mr. Weasley explained as Dioleh got up and quickly scribbled out a response.
Dear Dray,
I'm sure we'll meet up somehow. I mean, how many people can really be there? See you later. Dioleh
"Walk?" Harry repeated. "What, are we walking to the World Cup?"
"No, that's miles away," Mr. Weasley replied as Dioleh quickly got up and gave Draco's owl, Neptune, the letter. He flew off just as Mr. Weasley resumed, "We only need to walk a short way. It's just that it's very difficult for a large number of wizards to congregate without attracting muggle attention. We have to be very careful about how we travel at the best of times, and on a huge occasion like the Quidditch World Cup-"
"George!" Mrs. Weasley cried, cutting off her husband and causing everyone to look over at him.
"What?" George asked, faking innocence.
"What is that in your pocket?" Mrs. Weasley demanded.
"Nothing!" George cried.
"Don't you lie to me!" Mrs. Weasley yelled. "Accio!" Several brightly coloured toffees shot out of his pocket. "We told you to destroy them! We told you to get rid of the lot! Empty your pockets, go on, both of you!"
"We spent six months developing those!" Fred cried indignantly as Mrs. Weasley threw the toffees away.
"Oh, a fine way to spend six months!" Mrs. Weasley scolded. "No wonder you didn't get more O.W.L.s!" All in all, it was a most unfriendly atmosphere when they all lost and said goodbye to Mrs. Weasley, who was staying behind.