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Dalian's past has never been revealed. What if she was someone the world never thought about? After losing Huey Dalian is visited by several strange men who say that her name is Ivy Potter, sister of the boy-who-lived. And they want her to attend the greatest school for witchcraft in the world. Dalian thinks the entire thing is rather pathetic. Contains Fem!HarryisDalian, past DalianxHuey, Manipulative!Dumbledore, Alive!James

It sounds so wrong...off, somehow, discordant...yet, at the same time...it sounds so hauntingly, beautifully, right. It's entrancing, magnetizing, and all together something so dangerously wonderful... It's life itself.

The Wizard and the World

Chapter Two

Letter in the Manor

Albus Dumbledore stood before the sizeable manor beside his colleague Professor McGonagall. It was over all a very impressive structure, stern, yet at the same time warm somehow. He attributed it to the warmer colors of the brick and the many vines growing on the side of the manor.

They were relatively far out in the countryside of England, in fact the road they were standing upon was made of gravel. Over all the entire area didn't look as though it had been changed for a very long time. Albus strode up to the door hesitantly and pushed the bell. Beyond this door was someone he and the rest of the world had thought dead for ten years. Little Ivy Potter.

It had honestly been a surprise when Minerva had rushed into his office earlier today with a letter addressed for her. That day he had done his duty, declared Alex the-boy-who-lived, and placed Neville with his concerned Grandmother (he was sure she would take good care of him). He had begun Alex's training as soon as James had deemed him old enough. But sadly it wasn't going was well as he had hoped. The boy mostly lacked focus. Which for his age was understandable, but it seemed that Alex had taken after his father's personality as well as his looks. Something Albus desperately needed the boy to grow out of, after all her was training the boy for the light and his destiny.

Albus waited a few moments before he pressed the doorbell again. He would inform James later about the survival of his daughter. Now Albus needed to assess the girl, as of right now she was an unknown. And he did not like unknowns.

Albus may have only just distantly realized it himself, but he had the tendency to manipulate the people around him like pawns on a chessboard. Then again, it's possible he was entirely aware of his behavior and just didn't care. But that was certainly what he was trying to do with Alex, his white knight.

Albus put his thoughts on the backburner as he heard quick, steady steps approach the front door. The heavy wooden door opened slightly and a young woman peered out. She defiantly didn't look like anyone Albus had expected or seen. She had long pale golden hair draped around her waist, matching her eyes of the same color. She only looked to be in her early to mid-twenties at the most. (Nope, Fumbles)

"Is there something I can do for you?" She asked politely.

Albus smiled and turned on his eye twinkle full blast. "Yes, perhaps you can. We're looking for Ivy Potter, we have something to discuss with her. Miss-?"

The woman smiled brightly and placed her hand on her purple blouse. "Viola, just Viola please. And I'm sorry to inform you that I don't know anyone by the name of Ivy Potter."

Beside Albus Minerva stiffened slightly. And the aging professor spoke out. "We're quite certain that she is here. Perhaps you merely know her by a different name? She would have black hair, and very unique green eyes. James always used to say that she inherited her mother's eyes."

Ms. Viola's pale golden eyes lit up in slight surprise, but she quickly concealed it. "By that description, you're talking about Dalian. Either way you must have something important to talk about with her. Please come inside."

She swung the heavy oak door in so they could cross the threshold. Inside there could be no denying it. Books, mounds, upon piles, upon stacks, of books were strewn everywhere. If the rest of the house looked like this, Albus found it strange that the books weren't already overflowing onto the front lawn.

Minerva gasped slightly, and Albus attempted to conceal his surprise behind his shields. Miss Viola just laughed softly at them.

"Don't worry, you're not the first to be surprised after coming in here. If you could just follow me, I think Dalian is in this room over here."

She led them through the twisting stacks of books on a small path. Professor McGonagall leaned over Albus's shoulder and whispered, "If the whole house is like this, it probably contains more books than Hogwart's very own library. If Ms. Potter truly loves reading this much, then she will undoubtedly be a Ravenclaw."

"Now, now Minerva, let's not get ahead of ourselves. She'll probably take after both her parents and be a Gryffindor." He whispered back. Somewhat unsure if they should be quiet, at least for now.

Viola led them through a narrow corridor before ushering them into what appeared to be a large reading room. And there she was, the girl they had come so far to see. She looked somewhat older than Albus imagined she would. Ivy Potter sat comfortably in a large reading chair with a book, not even bothering to acknowledge their presence. The room was very well lit, and appeared to house yet again more books. Next to her chair there was a large table with an odd looking box upon it. As far as Albus could see, it was a pure black box with no way to open it. He almost thought it was a rectangular cut stone. But, no something told him that it was indeed a box. A box he could try his entire life and yet never open.

Her dark hair looked like it would flow well past her waist is she had been standing. Her piercing green eyes, so similar to the unforgivable killing curse devoured the book in her hands without any hesitation. Strangely she wore a somewhat old fashioned dress, that Albus remembered being in style for muggle women some hundred odd years ago. It was black with several crimson colored ribbons attached in several places. Nestled atop her head sat a small silver, and gold diadram, that more resembled a headband.

But there was something much more disturbing, she appeared to be wearing a collar of some sort. It was somewhat large, and made of a silvery and golden metal. But somehow, Albus found that it suited her. Though he would never be able to say why.

Suddenly her eyes flew up towards them, then they darted away to focus on Ms. Viola. Ivy's eyes seemed to ask a silent question of her. His confusion only increased when Miss Viola shook her head in the negative and indicated them.

"Dalian, it seems these people have come to talk to you." She smiled gently in reassurance. "And I don't think that they're Bibliomaniacs for once."

Ivy closed her book and set it onto the large table that she was sitting at. "Very well. What is it you wish to speak to me about?" She asked primly.

"Well," Albus responded and sunk into a comfy chair across from her. "I think that you should receive your letter first, then we can answer any questions you might have. Minerva if you could?"

Minerva proper as usual strode over to the girl and hesitantly handed her the letter. "Hear you are dear."

Dalian took the letter. Getting visitors these days was unusual. Getting Visitors who had nothing to do with Phantom Books, or even just regular books was unheard of. She was certain she had never seen these two before, and yet something was caught in her mind.

A feeling that these two oddly dressed people were not who they seemed. And were powerful. They both somewhat resembled a stereotypical witch and wizard. That absurdly small and closed off community was way behind the times anyways.

Now Dalian didn't really have the right to be talking seeing as she was still wearing a similar outfit to the ones she wore in the early 1900s. But at least she had a reason. These humans couldn't be anywhere near as old or as stubborn as her. And yet their cloths surprised her.

If she could go back in time, Dalian would tell the foolish un-married woman that her shameful fashion trends, against all doubt and odds had managed to catch on. It was a rather depressing to be honest. Then again she did live with the homunculus, who absolutely loved the new clothing styles.

Dalian tore through the envelope containing their address. She found it somewhat strange that it was marked, Ms. Dalian Disward nee Ivy Potter. Who was Ivy Potter? Dalian had certainly never heard of her, and yet the letter was clearly also marked 'Dalian Disward'. She quickly scanned the letter's contents.


Headmaster: Albus Dumbledore

(Order of Merlin, First Class, Grand Sorc., Chf. Warlock,

Supreme Mugwump, International Confed. of Wizards)

Dear Ms. Disward nee Potter,

We are pleased to inform you that you have been accepted at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Please find enclosed a list of all necessary books and equipment. Term begins on September 1st. We await your owl by no later than July 31st.

Yours sincerely,

Minerva McGonagall

Deputy Headmistress

Dalian flipped to the second page as she placed the first of the table. She noticed that the elderly man had taken a seat across from her, and was watching her very intently.



First-year students will require:

1. Three sets of plain work robes (black)

2. One plain pointed hat (black) for day wear

3. One pair of protective gloves (dragon hide or similar)

4. One winter cloak (black, with silver fastenings)

Please note that all pupil's clothes should carry name tags.


All students should have a copy of each of the following:

The Standard Book of Spells (Grade 1)

by Miranda Goshawk

A History of Magic

by Bathilda Bagshot

Magical Theory

by Adalbert Waffling

A Beginner's Guide to Transfiguration

by Emeric Switch

One Thousand Magical Herbs and Fungi

by Phyllida Spore

Magical Drafts and Potions

by Arsenius Jigger

Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them

by Newt Scamander

The Dark Forces: A Guide to Self-Protection

by Quentin Trimble


1 wand

1 cauldron (pewter, standard size 2)

1 set glass or crystal phials

1 telescope

1 set brass scales

Students may also bring, if they desire, an owl OR a cat OR a toad.



Yours sincerely

Lucinda Thomsonicle-Pocus

Chief Attendant of Witchcraft Provisions

Dalian gracefully set down the letter, her thoughts could have raced around the world several times at their current speed. The wizards wanted her, her the Black Reading Princess to attend this school. Of course she had already been aware of magic. What moron wasn't? And yes, she even included their, particular branch of magic. Their entire community was small, yet at the same time very hard to miss. They weren't exactly subtle.

Brooms? Toads? Outdated cloths in this modern age? And in plain sight? Clearly these people had no sense of self preservation, or common sense for that matter. Dalian silently wondered if she should blame their overreliance on magic.

Dalian wasn't even truly that surprised at the letter. She had always been able to use a small amount of simple magic, but she had always attributed it to her status, despite the fact that none of the other Princesses possessed similar powers.

However she could not understand why it was addressed to an Ivy Potter. Her name was Dalian, it had always been Dalian as far back as she could remember. And that bothered her. But first it seemed she would have to deal with that old man. Dalian didn't like him, sitting there with a supposed 'wise' and 'grandfatherly' look on his face. That was a look specially designed to make people trust him. Of that Dalian was quite sure.

Dalian thought it over for a few seconds before she spoke. "Very well. I accept. As I have nothing better to do. But first I think I should ask for your names."

The woman sputtered slightly seeming somewhat insulted at Dalian comments. Dalian carefully hid a small smirk behind the mask of a blank face. Messing with people was one of the few things that never got old, it was something that she thoroughly enjoyed doing to people.

The older man frowned slightly, silently trying to tell her that he was very disappointed in her. Both Dalian and Viola had to bite back a laugh. The Homunculus was very aware of what Dalian was doing, she just hoped it would work in the Reading Princess's favor.

"Well my girl, my name is Albus Dumbledore Headmaster of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry." Albus extended his hand over toward the standing woman. "This is Professor McGonagall, she will be your professor of transfiguration, and is also our esteemed Deputy Headmistress."

So this is than one that puts all those ridiculous titles after his name? He may look a bit senile in those purple robes, but he's obviously quite important.

"I believe you are already aware, but my name is Dalian. And this is my companion Viola."

"Are you sure about that my dear? Isn't your name Ivy?" He asked. Albus stroked his beard, something as off here. He had fully expected a muggle-raised child. But clearly that wasn't the way it was. She hadn't even batted an eye over the letter. Something most muggleborns initially dismissed as a joke.

"No. I'm quite sure of my own name. Who is this Ivy Potter?" Dalian huffed slightly upset by his comment. After all to not know one's name would in most circumstances would be foolish.

"Ivy Potter is the twin sister of Alexander Potter the-boy-who-lived. Up until today we had all thought her dead." Professor McGonagall spoke sadly. "I'm afraid there can be no denying it Miss Disward, you are Ivy Potter. You look far too much like both of your parents to be anyone else." She abruptly turned away. "You greatly resemble you mother especially, only with you father's hair. But with green eyes like that there can be no doubt.

"I see." Dalian filed the comments away for later thought. "And why was Alex Potter, given such a title?" She asked curiously. Sure she was aware of wizards, but she kept her distance from them. So she couldn't possibly think why a child would be given a name like that.

"Ahh." Dumbledore spoke up from his chair, please he could add to the conversation. "Nearly Twenty years ago the Dark Lord Voldemort slowly began to rise to power." He ignored Minerva's flinch and focused on Dalian. "His views were extremely radical, he believed that all of those who did not come from wizarding stock should be killed. He was no nicer to muggles, often hunting them down and killing them purely for sport. This continued until Halloween ten years ago."

"Why? How was he stopped?" Viola asked.

"That night he attempted to attack the Potter residence, James was out at the moment. But Lily, his wife, their children, and their godson, Neville Longbottom were present at the time of the attack. Lily unfortunately passed away trying to protect the three of you. He turned his wand on Alex, your brother and used the killing curse. However a miracle happened, the spell rebounded killing Voldemort instead! The backlash from the rebound destroyed much of the nursery. We could never find you, we had always assumed you had perished in the attack."

"And Neville?" Dalian queried.

"Escaped with nothing more than a few scratches. He lives with his grandmother now. In fact he will be attending Hogwarts with you and your brother." Dalian nodded. She really had no wish to meet this supposed 'brother' of hers.

"Now my dear I have a small proposition for you. I want you to accompany your family to purchase to school supplies. I'm sure it will be a good bonding experience for you all. I'll just explain everything to James I'm quite sure he'll understand the situation."

Beside Dumbledore, Minerva's lips went quite thin, obviously she didn't think it was a good idea to introduce them that way. Dalian smiled slightly. If she was completely honest with herself, she wanted to learn more. Not about her 'family', but rather the wizarding world. It would do her no harm to accompany someone with experience for her shopping.

"Very well." Dalian relented. "However I wish to make one thing clear. I am Dalian Disward, not Ivy Potter. I request that you formally change my name on the school records and address me as such."

Minerva nodded. "That's not too much of a request as you name is already registered as Ms. Dalian Disward. But I shall be sure to inform James of it later as well."

Dumbledore slowly rose to his feet. "Well I think we have accomplished what we set out to do. So I believe it is time to take our leave. I'll have James owl you later about the meeting. Until then, Ms. Disward, Ms. Viola."

Viola politely led the guests out of the study and to the door, when she returned she had a curious expression on her face.

"I certainly never expected that Dalian."

"Nor did I, if nothing else then at least I won't be bored for a while." Dalian responded, in a monotone.

Viola smiled and laughed a bit. "That answer is so like you. I wonder what this 'family' of yours is like."

Dalian snorted, then responded somewhat arrogantly, "Well the obvious thing to, do is to wait fairy-woman.

Viola hid her smile. There was the old Dalian that she remembered.

Now before anyone asks let me make one thing perfectly clear, Dalian did NOT marry Huey. The two shared an intellectual relationship. Not a physical or intimate one, beyond a kiss on the check. Honestly I can say that I absolutely love both characters, but a physical relationship somehow has never seemed right. No matter how much I want to ship them. I have several reasons for using Disward as Dalian's last name. First she simply needed one, and sure as hell didn't want to call her Potter. Secondly, it is briefly mentioned that Wes, did adopt her. Now whether it was legal or not is unknown. But perhaps the biggest factor was Dalian herself. She thinks of herself as Dalian Disward, and magic itself knew that. Now I have something I want to ask you all, do want Neville to have his original (well second) wand later, or do you want him to get the Holly, and phoenix wand? I kinda want him to keep the Cherry wand, but I'm not sure I should give the Holly wand to Alex. After he's a bit of a spoiled brat. I already have Dalian's wand picked out *giggles* and it's super awesome. I also want to hear what you all think that Dalian's owl should be named. I don't think Dalian would name her Hedwig. A special thanks to everyone who supported the first chapter, you're all awesome.