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Leila Weasley ([info]leila_weasley) wrote in [info]snark_n_bark,
@ 2008-10-08 19:40:00

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Entry tags:complete, harry, leila

You made me
Characters: Harry and Leila
Summary: Leila's upset and Harry calms her, and gets some much needed information in the bargain



She liked her room at DaDa's house. It was big and had lots of books and toys, and a big play house almost as tall as her with little people and furniture. It was her favourite toy here.

But she didn't play with it, didn't want to. Nothing was right. She missed Da. Real Da.

A frown creased her face and her middle started to hurt; it was hard to breathe and her nose was all stuffly. Big tears spilled down her cheeks and splashed onto her jumper, leaving twin wet spots on her clothes.

And then she was mad. She liked this jumper and now it was all dirty and it was all his fault. All his...

Leila stood up then and walked over to the shelves full of stuffed animals and started pulling them down and throwing them at the big house, stamping her little feet on the carpet after every throw.



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[info]mussed_hair
2008-10-08 07:10 pm UTC (link)
At first, the light thumping noises coming from upstairs didn't register as Harry continued to stare into space, wondering where Ron could be and what was possessing him that wouldn't be revealed by the spells he used. Then the sounds became louder, the movements hard enough to shake down a few motes of plaster, and Harry was off the sofa like a shot, rushing up to Leila's room.

What he found was total chaos. Toys and games scattered all around and Leila sobbing as if her heart was broken. Harry knew how she felt.

"Hey," he said softly, trying to get Leila's attention without upsetting her further. He knelt on the floor so he could be at her level. "What's wrong, Leilalove?"

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[info]leila_weasley
2008-10-08 07:14 pm UTC (link)
"My jumper all dirty!" Her little voice was still raised in anger, fists clenched to her sides. "I yike dis jumper an s'all diry and it's his fault 'cause I don't has another one, jus shirts and I wanna wear dis one and..."

On a sob, Leila hurled herself into DaDa's arms and buried her face into his shoulder. "Not fair, DaDa," she mumbled into his skin, "not fair."

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[info]mussed_hair
2008-10-08 07:24 pm UTC (link)
Harry held Leila tight, letting his own head drop beside hers as she muttered and sniffled. Hermione would have kittens if she saw Leila wiping her nose on his shoulder, but Harry knew how to wash a shirt. What he didn't know was how to comfort a toddler who was missing her father.

"What's not fair, love?"

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[info]leila_weasley
2008-10-08 07:45 pm UTC (link)
"Da promised, DaDa," she sniffled again, little fists taking handholds of his shirt, her voice low. "He promised no more mon'ters and he bringed one home and it wouldn't go away and now its Da and he promised!"

Her voice shifted to almost a whisper. "Scary mon'ter, DaDa."

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[info]mussed_hair
2008-10-08 07:48 pm UTC (link)
Leila's abusive mother used to be the scary monster to all of them, but that term had fallen away in the early months of Ron taking on Leila's care. Now she was calling her own father a scary monster? Harry's chest clenched at the very thought that Ron had scared Leila so badly.

"You don't mean that, do you?" He pulled her off his chest and looked into her big, wet eyes. The monster was Da..."Leila, what do you mean?"

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[info]leila_weasley
2008-10-08 07:55 pm UTC (link)
She was already nodding, her cheek rubbing against the soft of DaDa's shirt. She liked DaDa's eyes, they were pretty and warm and safe. Just like he was.

Warm and safe.

"'Member when you came first? When you were fuzzy and Da din't know? And the lady? Da's mon'ter was one too, like fuzzy and the lady, but den he was Da sometimes. Den he was Da always and Da was gone. All gone and scared me."

She raised her watery eyes to his. "Why'd he take Da away, DaDa?"

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[info]mussed_hair
2008-10-08 08:15 pm UTC (link)
Harry stared at Leila, remembering. His fingers flexed on her arms, and he had to consciously not grip her harder as the implications of her words flowed through him. Ron's body -- claimed by a spirit, and Ron himself, slowly disappearing.

We knew. We saw it happening before our eyes!

He ran his hand over Leila's head, smoothing her hair in a petting motion to soothe her. He pulled a handkerchief from his pocket and dabbed Leila's tears away. "Do you know who the man was? It's ok if you don't, though," he reassured her, not wanting to add pressure to her already stressed state.

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[info]leila_weasley
2008-10-08 08:25 pm UTC (link)
She thought while DaDa wiped her eyes, trying to remember to back when the monster was fuzzy, when she thought he was another friend. "Yeyyow hair," she reached up to tug at her own curls, "like mine hair. Big like Da, but not as big. He smiled lots, but mean smiles. I not like those, then he smile with Da. Not mean, tho. Scary."

Her eyes raised back to DaDa's. "I din't ask his name."

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[info]mussed_hair
2008-10-08 09:00 pm UTC (link)
"Good." He chucked her under the chin and gave her his goofiest grin. He'd dwell on yellow hair and mean smiles later. "You shouldn't talk to strangers anyway." Lifting Leila up high, Harry sat back and maneuvered them until she was sitting in his lap, facing the mess she'd made in her anger.

"Do you want to see some magic?" Leila gave him a tense look and nod, and Harry gently turned her head back to face the room. "It just takes a swish and flick."

Harry waved his wand and the room began to fix itself, game pieces jumping back into boxes, which shelved themselves when done, and stuffed animals marching back to scramble onto the shelf where they belonged. For minutes, a colourful parade moved past their eyes, and when it was over, Harry looked at Leila to see her jaw slack and eyes wide. He'd be performing this magic for her over and over again, he could tell. Not that Harry would ever mind it.

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[info]leila_weasley
2008-10-08 09:09 pm UTC (link)
She clapped when the parade was over and her toys were put back, then turned to smile at DaDa. "Love you, DaDa," she said before turning towards him and hugging him tight. "Can we find Mummy? An biscuits?"

She pulled back just a little. "An' more animals dances?"

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[info]mussed_hair
2008-10-08 09:27 pm UTC (link)
Harry checked the time. Hermione would be home soon. She'd gone into the office to use her resources for some leads, which Harry hoped she'd found. But until Leila went to bed, his goal was as normal an evening as possible for his girls.

"Love you, too, baby," he said, hugging her back, and then standing with her still in his arms. "You can have one biscuit before dinner, but that's it, all right? If you don't ask for extra, there will definitely be more animal dances."

And your Da back as soon as we can get him, I promise you that.

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