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Julie Finlay- happy. Requested by @greenpenguin145

[jencsi]

I feel like both @panchostokes and @greenpenguin145 post updates and new fics at the same time, like they know I’m online and jumping on those fics/updates immediately. 

[apathbacktoyou]

Delphi causing mayhem at Death Eaters meetings.

this is cute and i am dead

1) The Dark Lord has exchanged his eerily calm tone for a raised voice. Not because he is busy tearing down a useless follower - which he is - but because Delphie is screaming her little lungs out.

Bellatrix is getting increasingly dirty looks from the other Death Eaters, but she refused to miss the meeting and she couldn’t leave Delphie with her sister. Seperation anxiety and teething is the combination from hell.

The Dark Lord stops mid-sentence and sighs.

“Bellatrix,“he says, acutely aware of the smirks being exchanged around the table as his followers think he’ll put an end to the crying.”Give her here.“

He doesn’t see why his best lieutenant should miss any converence just because she happens to be the mother of his child.

(Delphie doesn’t stop screaming. No one dares to give the Dark Lord disapproving looks, though.)

2) “You have the potion, Severus?“ The Dark Lord holds out his hand; it isn’t really a question, since ‘no’ is not an option. Snape nods, reaches into his bag, and pales.”I had it a moment ago, my lord. I swear I -“

He’s cut off by glass shattering. Everyone turns to Delphie, who stands in a small pool of pink liquid and flinders, giving her father a sheepish smile.”Whoops?“

“That took three months to brew,“Snape says testily. Bellatrix glares at him as she gets up to make sure Delphie’s not hurt.”And it would have taken about two seconds to put a lock on that bag. Greasy git.“

Snape scowls.“Well, I could hardly expect you’d let your daughter run wild and destroy -“

“I just wanted to look at it!“Delphie exclaims indignantly.”It was so pretty!“

“I am sure,“the Dark Lord says, far too calmly,”That you are not insinuating that Delphie is at fault here?“

Nagini has already slithered closer, almost seeming expectant. Bellatrix has hoisted Delphie up on her hip and both are giving him smiles that can be called nothing short of predatory.

“Of course not,“he backtracks. This whole ‘risking his life to overthrow the Dark Lord’ business was much easier before he had to tiptoe around a child’s feelings.”I didn’t mean - I’m sorry, my lord.“

“Maybe you should apologise to Delphie,“Bellatrix says, far too sweetly. Snape looks to the Dark Lord in the feeble hope of getting away with a simple Crucio but it seems he’s out of luck. He can hear Rabastan snickering as he turns to the child.”I’m very sorry, Delphinus.“

Delphie glances at her mother before replying.”Well, if you’re really sorry, I know what you can do.“

(There used to be two options when you disappointed the Dark Lord: torture or death. The new third option is far, far worse.

Pretend tea party with Delphie, tiaras and teddy bears included.

He walks into the room to find Draco and Ursula Rowle already crosslegged on the floor. Draco he expected; he’s on babysitting duty often enough.

“What did you do?“he asks Ursula, only to recieve a scathing look in return.”I actually like her, dungeon bat.“

Delphie sticks her tongue out at him before handing him a tiny, flowery teacup with a very smug grin.)

3) “What’s that?“ Delphie points at Rookwood’s face. He looks surprised, but not necessarily put out.”Pockmarks.“

She grabs a fist full of his robes to steady herself as she climbs up his chair to get a closer look.“Do they hurt? They look weird. Like they maybe hurt.“

“Delphie, don’t be rude,“Draco says, grabbing her and firmly placing her back onto the chair next to his.”Your mother said you could only come to the meeting if you behaved.“

She gives him her best puppy dog eyes.”I’m not rude. I’m just asking. He doesn’t mind, do you?“ Rookwood hastily nods.”And Father’s not here yet so it’s not yet a meeting. Mama won’t know unless you tell on me. That would be rude, not asking about his funny face.“

“You can’t just ask someone why they’re pockmarked,“Draco hisses.”And don’t call his face funny.“

“Funny’s not rude, though!“ She crosses her arms and pouts.”Where’s Father? This is boring.“

Snape arrives before the Dark Lord, and Lucius hastens to help his comrade, who has apparently gotten on the wrong side of some very nasty curses.

“Why’s Snape uglier than usual?“Delphie wants to know, getting a stern look from Draco.”Now that defintely is rude, Delphie.“

“Not if it’s true,“Delphie mutters under her breath.

4) Delphie rolls her eyes.“Nagini, go bite him.“

“Nagini, don’t even think about it,“the Dark Lord says and the snake stops half-way to Mulciber. His daughter pouts, adressing him now, still in Parseltongue.”But he’s boring. He’s been talking for, like, half an hour.“

“No one’s making you attend, Delphinus.“ He scowls at her, and she answers with a scowl of her own.”Can’t you make Uncle Rod do it instead? Uncle Rod’s not boring.“

The Dark Lord glances at Bella, who is looking a bit too smug for his liking. She’d told him Delphie would get fidgety, dammit.“It’s not about boring, it’s about efficent.“

“So you think he’s boring, too?“

“Delphie, shut up.“

“I’m telling Mother you said that.“

5) The ear-splitting scream brings the meeting to a screeching halt. The Dark Lord and Bellatrix are out of the room in an instant, wands ready to blast whatever it is that made Delphie scream like that into smithereens.

They find her alone and perfectly healthy, albeit sobbing. She’s clutching at a strand of her hair, waving it infront of he rmother’s face.”My hair turned out all wrong!“

Bellatrix stares at the blue lock in confusion for a few seconds, but still works it out before the Dark Lord.”Your hair? You were screaming because of your hair?“

“It wasn’t supposed to turn blue,“Delphie sniffles.

Realising that there was never any danger, the Dark Lord sits down heavily on the edge of the bathtub, hand pressed against his chest to calm his racing heart. Dumbledore, Potter, sort of dying once - and the thing that damn near actually killed him was Delphie messing up her hair.

“Why are you even dying your hair?“ Bellatrix sounds truly exasperated.”You’re a Metamorphmagus, for Merlin’s sake!“

“It’s not the same,“Delphie insists, gesturing to a magazine clipping of her favourite band.”The Augureys all use that hair dye. It’s cool. You wouldn’t understand.“

Give me an AU and I’ll give you a 5 headcanon minific! :)