The Marauder's Era (And Others) React To New Life;Second Chances

Chapter One

A new note appeared, 'This time would recommend no Potter, Malfoy, or male Black read,' it warned. "I will then," Pomona Sprout announced. The book came to her and Pomona told the others it was Dahlia's point of view.

I awoke the next day and got dressed in a random black dress and made my way down to the dining room. Luna had already been sitting there in a deep green dress, very similar to Gaea's and had made a braid around her head while the rest fell down in waves. "Morning sister," she spoke, between her bites of fruit. "Morning sister," I responded and started eating my own breakfast. We heard tapping from the kitchen so we both got up and Luna let in the owl in while I stared in amazement at the kitchen. An elf had appeared in the kitchen, "Hi Mistress Dahlia and Mistress Luna, I is Cannibal, I is the chef, was there a problem with your meal?"

James and Charlus were secretly amused by the name of the elf.

I kneeled down, "Hi Cannibal, would you mind, I don't want to offend you, if I could make food in the kitchen, I do like to cook but I don't want to take that from you," I spoke softly. He beamed, "Yes miss, Cannibal doesn't mind."

"Great, how about every other day, I make supper and if I need assistance, you will be the first I call," he nodded frantically, ears flapping in the process before disappearing. I looked back at Luna who held up what the owl had. "I guess we have places to go now," she concluded.

Time skip

We made it into Diagon Alley to see a lot of people doing their last minute shopping. I grabbed Luna's hand so we didn't get separated and made our way to Gringotts. We tilted our heads forward as a silent sign of respect to the guards which even now they still didn't get by the looks on their faces. "Hello, my sister and I have an appointment with King Ragnok about our vaults and to do inheritance tests," I greeted in a polite tone. Again, the goblin seemed surprised by our respect, "Name?" he asked.

A lot of people were a bit shocked about how the goblins were nicer if you gave them respect, "Well my cousins do watch over your money," Flitwick sassed.

"Dahlia and Luna Peverell," his responding look of wide eyes, a jaw almost dropping along with nearby goblins who we saw also had the OMG look.

"It's an abbreviation of 'Oh My God' kind of like when someone says 'Oh My Merlin," Lily explained.

"Oh yes, I'm sorry Mistresses, I will let him know," the teller said quietly that only Luna and I, along with the other goblins could hear. He soon came back out to direct us to the office, "May your gold overflow," the poor goblin was too shocked to respond. We greeted the King who held out two pieces of parchment, "Let's start with inheritance tests," he began and we pricked her fingers. Mine read:

"What the hell!" came from James who was now bound in his chair, "Why am I tied to a chair?" Pomona who read ahead a tiny bit 'ooh'ed, "Is it something I'm not going to like?" James said.

"Probably but Sirius might like it which would explain why he's not tied up," Pomona said before she continued.

Name: Dahlia Lilith Peverell

Born: Dahlia Lilith Potter

Age: 17 (looks 13)

DOB: July 31, 1981

Fake DOB: July 31, 1940

Parents: James Charlus Potter and Lilith Rose Potter nee Evans