I didn't know whether to post these as a separate book as I've done on Ao3, but I ultimately decided not to. Anything labelled 'SIDE' is an extra chapter that takes place in the past, background or future of Intimacy.
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Harry blinked, staring down at the tiny girl in front of him, missing two front teeth and all, in surprise. She had perfectly styled, snowy white hair that curled at her shoulders, a button nose, skin so pale it almost shone in the light, and big blue eyes so wide it felt like they were staring into his soul. "You're...Draco's sister?"
"Yeth. I am Dahlia Malthoy, it's a plethure to meet you." She introduced herself seriously, looking up at him with a determined expression. "Do you want to go play?"
Harry stuttered. "Um..." He looked to his right, his mum staring encouragingly at him, his father with a more begrudging expression. "Sure. What do you want to do?"
"Let'th have a tea party!"
"Harry doesn't want to play dollies with you, Dahlia! He's here to play with me!" Draco, who had sidled up to them moments before, positively towered over his little sister- who couldn't be anything over five years old.
Scowling, the girl turned to him with a ferocious gaze, looking as delicate as a flower and as scary as a baby bunny rabbit. "He said yeth!
"No he didn't, right, Harry?"
"Um, actually-" His arm was grabbed in an unexpectedly tight grip as he was yanked forward, stumbling slightly. Huh?
"Harry, we're going to have a tea party, and Draco'th not invited!" Sticking her tongue out, she marched away from the group with Harry in tow, both sets of parents and Draco staring incredulously as her small form pulled him along despite his resistance.
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"This ith Miss Dande'line, and this ith Mrs Ro'the, and this ith Mr Button'th." The girl introduced her teddies to him in such a serious manner that he couldn't help but play along.
"Hello, it's nice to meet you all."
She gave him a droll ook. "They're teddies, Harry, they can't hear you."
"Ah, of course, I knew that!" Harry laughed awkwardly, blushing under her strangely assessing gaze.
"I like you, you're sthweet." Dahlia declared, pouring him 'tea' from her 'toy' teapot, which was actually just a smaller version of an actual teapot.
"Um, thanks?"
"You're welcome."
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Later on in the day, when Harry had finally managed to escape from the grasp of the serious little girl, he and Draco were swinging from the branches of the trees, hiding from her whilst he was informing Harry who she was. "She's my younger half-sister, from Father and Concubine Lestrange."
"Ah, they had her quite a while after you were born, then?"
Draco gave him a confused look. "No? Dahlia's not even a year younger than us, she recently turned nine."
"She's nine?!"
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