Chapter Five

When Daenerys woke up Tuesday morning, the first thing she did was peer underneath her bed to make sure the three dragon eggs were still there, a ritual she hadn't broken since the day she and Arya found them. Sure enough, sitting underneath the bed in a neat row was a gold, a green, and a black egg. Daenerys sighed in relief, then looked around at her roommates, making sure they were asleep (they were) and dropped out of her bed, rolling underneath her bed to be closer to the eggs. "Good morning guys," Dany whispered to the eggs, kissing each one like she assumed a mother would do. She knew what it was like to be an orphan, having no one to love you unconditionally through all your faults and the trauma of that was driving Dany to latch onto these dragon eggs. She wondered a lot about her parents. Where they magical, like her? Or were her abilities just a fluke? Were they alive and not able to care for her to the best of their ability? Or had they passed and someone else left her on the doorstep of the orphanage? Did she have siblings? Or was she utterly alone in the world?

Daenerys shook her head, trying to wipe those negative thoughts from her head. All that mattered to her at the moment was that she was at Hogwarts, a place that was quickly becoming a true home to her. She stayed under the bed for a while, just lying with the dragon eggs. When she rolled back out from under the bed a loud, startled scream rang out across the dorm. Missandei, who was standing in the corner of the room next to Dany's bed, was staring down at the violet-eyed girl, terrified.

"Daenerys! What are you doing?!" The tall girl asked, bending down to offer the girl her hand. "Why where you under your bed??" Dany, knowing better than to tell the girl about her dragon eggs, shrugged turning red in the face, taking the girls hand. Missandei pulled the girl up from the ground. "You're so odd." One of the other Hufflepuff girls said from across the room. Dany smiled awkwardly at her, grabbing her school uniform to change into. She silently slipped into her black skirt, pulled the white button-up over her head, shuffled into the long sleeve grey and yellow sweater vest and wrapped her yellow and black tie around her neck. Missandei helped her tie the tie the correct way. She shuffled through her stuff to find her History of Magic and Transfiguration textbooks, the two classes she had that day. The last thing she did before leaving the room to go to breakfast was to grab her hooded robe with the Hufflepuff crest on the chest and throw it on. She made her way down to the Great Hall, looking for any sign of Arya on the way down. She didn't see the Gryffindor girl anywhere. She didn't think much of it, assuming that she'd see the girl in the Great Hall. However, Arya wasn't anywhere in the Great Hall. Dany felt her stomach drop in disappointment as she sat down at the Hufflepuff table. Missandei watched in concern as she quietly filled her plate with bacon and slowly ate the strips one by one, a fashion of eating Missandei hadn't seen her perform before.

"Daenerys!" A voice called to her, Dany turned to see Jon and Robb running towards her, "Have you seen Arya this morning?" Dany shook her head, worry pooling in her stomach. "Are you sure?" Robb asked, eyeing her suspiciously.

"I can assure you that Daenerys has not seen Arya this morning as she has been with me and I have not seen Arya this morning." Missandei spoke up, giving Robb a glare. He rose his hands in surrender, "Hey, neither have we. I just assumed that if anyone had seen Arya it would be Daenerys."

"What about Arya?" Sansa, who just happened to be walking by with her posse of Ravenclaws when Robb said Arya, interrupted, waving the girls off to the Ravenclaw table as she joined the small, closely huddled group. "It's nothing that involves you, Sansa," Jon stated, crossing his arms. "Arya and I are twins so I think it does apply to me," Sansa smirked.

Sighing, Robb explained, "We had a kind of... run-in with Arya last night and we hadn't seen her all morning so we were asking Daenerys if she had seen her."

"And I haven't." Dany pipped up, Missandei nodding her head in confirmation.

"What kind of run-in did you have??" Sansa whispered, leaning forward closer to her brothers. Jon rolled his eyes and Robb looked at her exacerbated, "That's between us and Arya, Sansa." Sansa huffed, stomping back to the Ravenclaw table and sat down with her group, glaring over at Jon and Robb as if they had just kicked her in the gut.

"Thank you for your time, Daenerys and...uh..." Jon looked at Missandei, struggling. "Missandei..." Missandei stated, crossing her arms. "Ah, yes erm... Missandei, thank you." Jon bowed his head, walking over the Gryffindor table, Robb following close behind.

"What a strange bunch." Missandei muttered, taking a bite of her eggs. Dany shrugged, "I find them quite charming, really."

"You're just saying that because you have a crush on Arya." Missandei smirked. Dany choked on the bacon strip she was eating, breaking out into a loud coughing fit. The other girl patted her on the back until she stopped coughing. "Sorry, I didn't mean to make you choke."

Dany waved her off, continuing to stuff her face with bacon. The girls were silent for the rest of the meal. Daenerys's mind raced with questions. Why would Missandei think that she had a crush on Arya? Didn't she know that girls couldn't like other girls like that? Did Arya think she had a crush on her? That would be horrible. She, now more than ever, wished that the other girl was at breakfast so she could explain to her that she did not have a crush on her. She just wanted to be her best friend. When the bell rang, Missandei and Daenerys silently walked to their Transfiguration class. The Hufflepuffs had Transfiguration with Slytherin. Dany didn't really like them. In the class, she sat next to a boy named Joffrey who would constantly compliment her, something that made her uncomfortable. When she walked into class she let out a deep breath when she didn't see the Slytherin boy anywhere around. Missandei gave her a quick goodbye before she went to go sit in her seat in the back of the class. Sitting down, Dany put her books out of her on the desk, shifting through the pages until she found the right one.

"Hello, beautiful." Dany looked up into Joffrey's stone-cold, blue eyes--so different from Arya's mischievous, grey ones. He was standing in front of her desk, blocking the board from her.

"Hello." Dany said shortly, returning her gaze to the book out in front of her. Joffrey scoffed, "That's all you have to say to me? You know that I'm the--"

" Mr. Baratheon please sit down." Professor Varys, the Transfiguration professor, said as he walked passed the young boy. Joffrey's eyes narrowed, angered by the interruption but he complied. Dany shifted her weight away from the boy as he took his place in the seat next to her. The lesson they were learning that day was about the Transfiguration Alphabet, a tool Professor Varys explained was imperative to learn if they were to take any more Transfiguration classes. Daenerys tried her hardest to figure out what exactly the old, bald man was talking about but it all went over her head. Since Dany grew up in a Muggle environment, she had a hard time with the concepts that came with being a Witch. She tried her best to fit in with the rest of the kids, trying to hide her past from them. She saw how they treated the muggle-born kids and she didn't want to be treated as an outsider again. So she sat there taking the most in-depth notes of anyone in the class.

"That's a lot of notes." Joffrey noted as the class wrapped up, the kids packing up their things. Dany just nodded, shoving the parchments in her bag along with her books. "You really like Transfiguration class, don't you?" Dany wished he would stop talking to her. She shrugged, turning around to walk out of the class. Before she could, a strong hand came in contact with her shoulder in a bruising grip. Joffrey turned her around to face him. "I asked you a question and you didn't respond." He growled. Terrified, Daenerys squeaked out, "Yes, I love Transfiguration." Joffrey's face lit up at her response. "We should study together sometime, then." Dany nodded her head violently and he let go of her shoulder. "I'll see you around, Daenerys." He grinned wickedly at her and walked out of the classroom. Rubbing her shoulder and still shaking from the encounter, Dany followed him out. Another hand came in contact with her shoulder, Dany flinched hard, forcing her eyes to close, worried that she would be looking into the emotionless blue eyes of Joffrey again.

"Dany?" A soft voice rang out. Daenerys's eyes shot open and turned to meet Arya's worried, grey eyes. "Are you okay? You look spooked."

"Oh, Arya!" Dany gave the girl her best fake grin. "You just scared me." Luckily Arya bought her excuse. "I'm so sorry! I just wanted to walk with you to History of Magic." A sheepish grin spread across Arya's face. She looked down at her feet, kicking a little bit of dirt that was in a pile on the ground. "Oh...of course!" Dany exclaimed, looking around for Missandei so they could go to History of Magic. She found the girl talking to a darker-skinned Gryffindor boy. "Missandei!" Arya turned her attention to the taller girl as well. Both Missandei and the boy turned at the call of her name. Missandei quickly said goodbye to the boy and made her way over to Arya and Dany. "Hi, sorry. I was just catching up with someone." Arya's eyes narrowed at that, obviously trying to read the taller girl. Missandei blushed and started to walk towards the History of Magic classroom, Arya and Dany had no option but to follow her. Arya had to take two strides for everyone that Missandei took.

"How do you know Grey Worm?" Arya asked, mischievously as she caught up with Missandei.

"We're childhood friends." Missandei muttered. Arya grinned, knowing she had struck a nerve.

"Ah, cool. I heard someone say he's quite dreamy, wouldn't you agree?" Dany finally caught onto what the small girl was hinting at. She giggled quietly to herself.

"I don't think you want to play at this game, Arya Stark." Missandei shot a hard look at the Gryffindor girl. Arya shrugged.

"You're probably right." Arya stated, "However, you would have to admit that he is quite handsome." Another glare. "Speaking objectively of course."

"Yes, I suppose objectively speaking," She gave Arya a pointed look, "he is quite handsome."

Arya smiled, quite pleased with herself. The continued to walk to their next class in rather comfortable silence. Right before the trio walked into the History of Magic classroom, Missandei stopped them.

"Arya, where were you this morning?" She spoke unnaturally loud, which was weird to both Arya and Dany. A light blush spread across Arya's face. "Erm--"

"ARYA!" An angry voice shouted from near the Herbology greenhouse. Arya and Dany turned sharply to find Jon and Robb angrily marching towards her. Arya squeaked in fear, rushing into the History of Magic classroom. Missandei let out a loud laugh, clutching her stomach. Daenerys chuckled, watching as the older Stark boys forcefully pull open the door to the classroom, running in after their sister. The two Hufflepuff girls also walked into the classroom, not wanting to miss the action. The laughter continued as they watched the two strong Stark boys chase their nimble sister around the desks in the classroom. Other first-year students watched in awe as Robb almost grabbed Arya but the girl ducked underneath a desk before he could. Jon quickly squatted down and grabbed Arya by the back of her robes, dragging her out from underneath the desks. He held the small girl up so her feet were off the ground and she was eye to eye with him. She struggled against his grip, scratching his arm.

"Please put her down, Jon." A tired voice rang out from the back of the classroom. All the students turned and watched Professor Tyrion Lannister trudge into the room, barely glancing at the Stark children as he passed them and walked towards the board.

"But Professor--"

"Robb, I'm sure there is a good reason for you to manhandle your sister is such a way. However, I have a class to teach and you're interrupting." Tyrion sighed, pulling out a book from his bag and slamming it onto the small table in front of him, making a loud bang that caused Dany to flinch slightly.

Hesitantly, Jon let go of Arya who landed on her feet, almost cat-like. She made a quick kick at Jon's shin before she ran off to sit next to Daenerys in the back of the room. Jon yelped in pain, holding his shin for a second, turning sharply to glare at Arya. "This is not over, Arya. We are going to talk." Arya shook her head and stuck her tongue out at him. "Nice, real mature."

The two Stark boys made their way out of the classroom, glaring at Arya the entire time. As soon as the boys left, Professor Lannister let out a loud breath. "The future of the Stark house, everybody." He muttered to himself, sarcastically, as he flipped through the pages of the book in front of him. "Alright class, we're beginning with the Gargoyle Strike of 1911..." The professor began, with each word Arya's eyes began to become more and more droopy. The girl had gotten no sleep at all the night before and her body decided that Professor Lannister's lecture was the perfect time to catch up on that sleep. Dany barely noticed the girl was asleep, she was too busy writing down every word the professor was saying. After the lecture was over, Daenerys shook Arya awake.

"Hmmph?" Arya's sleepy grey eyes connected with Daenerys's purple eyes. "Pretty." She mumbled, her head dropping into her hands again as she fell back asleep. Dany blushed bright red at the compliment, a flutter in her stomach that wasn't there when Joffrey had called her beautiful that morning. "Arya, c'mon. You have to get up." Arya groaned loudly, sitting up straight in the chair. "Fine." She mumbled, standing up shakily. Once the pair where outside the classroom, Arya seemed to regain her consciousness a bit more.

"Where's Missandei??" She asked, searching for the taller girl. "She ran off. Told me she was meeting someone in the library." Dany told her as they walked around the Castle grounds. "Mmmhmm." Arya hummed, grinning to herself.

"Oh! I almost forgot!" Arya exclaimed, pulling Dany off the path and towards the Forbidden Forest. "What?? Where are we going?" Daenerys asked, not fighting the other girl's grip on her arm. "I need to show you something," Arya said, not giving up any more information. Dany just let herself be pulled into the forest. They walked for a little bit before they came back to the clearing where they had found the dragon eggs. Arya sat down in the middle of the clearing, clearly not caring to get her uniform pants dirty. Dany was a little more hesitant to sit down on the ground but still did. Arya pulled out two books from her bag, neither of them Dany recognized from their curriculum.

"I went to the restricted section of the library last night and took these." Arya said, proudly. "They're about dragons."

Dany gasped quietly as she leaned over and looked at the illustrations of different types of dragons that Arya had flipped to. "Arya, that's so dangerous! You could've been caught!"

"Yes, I could have. But I'm a Stark and instead, I found out that you are hiding a Romanian Longhorn," Arya pointed to a muscular, gigantic, green dragon, "a Chinese Fireball," Arya pointed to a smaller gold dragon, "and a Hungarian Horntail underneath your bed right now." Arya pointed to what was arguably the biggest, scariest looking dragon on the page. Daenerys pulled the book closer to her to study the three dragons that Arya had pointed out. Seeing them in their full size gave Dany shivers. Those tiny eggs underneath her bed would grow up to be these majestic creatures.

Arya picked up the other book. "I did some light research about each of them. It turns out that the Romanian Longhor--" Before she could finish a loud crack rang out across the clearing. Dany, terrified, looked up to find Arya on the ground holding her head as a small, dwarf-like creature stood over her with a femur bone held in its hand. "Dragon eggs. Where are dragon eggs." The thing said, lifting up the bone again to strike Arya. Before it could, Dany ran over and kick it. The thing's red eyes glowed as it looked at her. "Dragon eggs." It muttered, running towards Daenerys with the bone raised. Dany screamed, turning to run away.

"WINGARDIUM LEVIOSA!" Arya yelled pointing her wand at it, causing the creature to rise in the air. She swung her arm towards a tree, the creature hitting against the bark with a great amount of force. It dropped to the ground of the forest, knocked out.

"Quick! Dany we have to go!" Arya shouted, shoving the two books in her bag, then grabbing the other girl's hand. They sprinted out of the forest as quickly as they could. "What the hell was that thing." Dany panted out once they knew they were out of the forest.

"It was a Red Cap." Arya said, her hand going to the back of her head. She felt something wet and sticky on her fingers and she withdrew her hand. Bright, red blood covered the entirety of her hand.

"Arya! You're bleeding!" Daenerys surged forward to put her hand over the wound. "I'm aware," Arya grunted out, clearly in pain.

"We have to go to the Hospital Wing, you're hurt." Dany said. Arya tried to shake her head up winced. "We can't. I won't be able to explain this to the matron."

"No, your health is more important. Maybe you just fell on a rock. We're going." Dany said with finality in her tone. Arya was in too much pain to argue so the two girls began to make their way to the Hospital Wing, Dany's hand on Arya's head the entire time.