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Summary: Years after their parents split, Elisabeth Summers and Aurora Black meet over the summer. Response to Parent Trap Challenge.

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Harry Potter > Dawn-Centered > Pairing: Sirius BlackarganteFR18510,8471447,0698 Sep 0414 Apr 09No

Prologue

Ragdoll
by argante

Pairing: Various. Many. Multiple. Dawn/Sirius-centric, though, people.

Spoilers: Books 1-4, general. I’ll also be using characters from OotP, but that’s all. NB: Canon will be severely screwed with in this fic.

Rated:18. Just in case?

A/N: Just so you all know; for the purpose of this story, Dawn and the Marauders were all the same age. When Buffy died, Dawn moved to England with Giles and was then expected to attend Hogwarts, where she moved into fifth year with our favourite foursome, Moony, Padfoot, Prongs and Wormtail. When Buffy was resurrected, Dawn chose to stay at Hogwarts. Sirius didn’t go to Azkaban either, the reasons for which shall be explained later. Also, the twins are in the same year as our other favourite twins -- that is, they’re two years older than Harry, Hermione and Ron.

Written in response to Jinni’s ‘Parent Trap’ challenge, issued yonks ago.


Prologue

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a heart ready for a life of sorrow
no you can't come back tomorrow
shut my windows
lock my doors

'cause my heart won't be your ragdoll anymore


Dawn shifted the fussing baby over her shoulder, pacing the length of the room while executing the little bounce-step that Lily had yet to perfect, but almost all mothers seemed to be able to do. She watched from the sofa as Dawn cooed in the back of her throat, rubbing small circles on her daughter’s back while she paced.

“Would you sit down, please? You’re going to wear a hole in the carpet.” Dawn stopped immediately, turning to face the redhead on the couch, who was looking up at her with a mixture of apprehension and amusement on her face.

“I’m sorry,” Dawn said suddenly, turning around and heading for the door, stopping to swing the diaper bag over one shoulder and her knapsack over the other. Her trunk had been magically shrunk already, and was currently sitting safely in the back pocket of her jeans.

“Wait, Dawn, what...”

“I’m sorry, Lils,” Dawn repeated, stopping at the door and turning to face Lily, her daughter sleeping soundly against her shoulder.

“I shouldn’t have come here.”

“What are you talking about? Of course you should’ve! You’re my best friend, Dawn. You’re always welcome here.” Dawn shook her head, and when Lily opened her mouth to contradict her, Dawn held up her hand, indicating that she not speak. Instead, she stepped forward, grasping Lily’s hand and pulling it up so that it hovered in the air between them. Dawn fiddled with the two rings on Lily’s left ring finger with her own suspiciously jewellery-free left hand.

“You’re married to James, Lily. And James is... is... his best friend. You’re not allowed to be best friends with your husband’s best friend’s ex-wife. I’m pretty sure it’s a rule.”

“Oh, Dawnie...” Lily sighed, her voice tired and her eyes wet. “What did he do?” Dawn smiled sadly at that; loyal to the end, Lily was. Always someone else’s fault, never Dawn’s.

“Not enough. Or maybe too much. I’m not quite sure, right now. But... oh God, Lil, he made me choose. He told me that... ‘that the laws stipulate we split all assets evenly’. Merlin, who refers to their daughters as assets?” Dawn’s voice was desperate and teary, and Lily dropped widened eyes down to the dark head of the 18-month-old asleep on Dawn’s shoulder.

“You mean... you mean you can only have one of them?” she asked, her voice horrified. Dawn nodded morosely, and Lily gasped, speechless. She’d never thought Sirius capable of such... such... she couldn’t even think of the right words, although heartless cruelty sprang to mind.

“Who...?”

“Liza. She... she was the closest.” Dawn took in a shuddering breath at that, like she’d just realised something.

“Oh Gods, I just made a life-altering decision based on which cot was closest to the door.” When Dawn’s face crumbled before her, Lily pulled her into a hug -- at least, as much of a hug as the baby on Dawn’s shoulder and the baby in Lily’s womb would allow. Dawn cried her grief out on Lily’s shoulder, her body wracked with quiet sobs that threatened to awaken the baby more and more as they worsened. Liza stayed asleep, though, much to Lily’s relief, and Dawn’s sobs receded.

“What are you going to do?” she asked softly, once Dawn had pulled back from her.

“Go home,” Dawn replied, her face downturned. “I have tickets for the next flight to America. I’m going home. There’s... there’s nothing for me here, anymore. Nothing for us."

“Yes there is,” Lily replied, squeezing Dawn’s hand gently. “We’re here. Me and James and Remus and Peter. We’re all here. And the war’s almost over, you know... who knows what might happen after all that stress is gone?"

“Yes, who knows. I don’t, and after tonight, I don’t think I want to.” Silence fell after her soft statement, and Lily resolutely blinked her tears away. She would not cry. Not now, not in front of Dawn. For not the first time, she cursed Sirius Black; cursed him for his absolute foolishness.

“I’m sorry Lily. I love you.” And with that, Dawn pressed a kiss to Lily’s cheek and turned, disappearing out the front door into the early morning light.
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