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The Brightest Sun by Witless Maester
 Harry Potter & A song of Ice and Fire Xover Rated: T, English, [Harry P., Elia M.], Words: 216k+, Favs: 2k+, Follows: 2k+, Published: Feb 24 Updated: Jul 10 431Chapter 33: Interlude: Rhae and the Snake Den
She caught sight of the castle towering over them, it's foundations built on a hill, and Rhaenys felt her breath hitch at the sight.
Hogwarts was beautiful; the towering castle something out of a story as lights glinted in the windows, the moon bathing them in pale light.
Her hands tightened on the mirror in her pocket, resisting the urge to use it and describe what it was she saw, understanding what her dad meant when he said you had to see it.
He had pulled her aside this morning before they left, her mother hustling a despondent Aegon into getting ready as Rhaenys nervously shifted in the sitting room, trunk packed and waiting near the floo.
"My godfather gave this to me, when I was just older than Teddy," he had told her, unwrapping the package in his hand to reveal a small mirror. It was the size of her hand, longer than it was wide with delicate framing.
Rhaenys had stared in confusion before he smiled, pulling out an identical mirror. "Rhaenys," he said, and she had watched in astonishment as the mirror rippled before showing Harry's face.
"In case you need to talk," he'd said, and Rhaenys had thrown herself into his arms, relieved that home was only a short call away.
They were led into the castle by a hulking giant of a man with greying hair – Hagrid, she recalled from her dad's stories – where a tiny professor welcomed them to Hogwarts.
Her eyes drifted into the crowd, the quick flash of silver drawing her attention to where Teddy sat at the Ravenclaw table. There was a smile on his face as his friends whispered amongst each other, winking as he answered a question.
It wasn't until she sat beneath the hat that Rhaenys realized she was less nervous than she expected.
"Ha!" the hat said, laughing in her head. "Well, well. There's no question about where you are headed."
"What?" she asked, perplexed at the hat's immediate confidence.
"An elemental hiding in plain sight," he muttered, causing her stomach to clench in surprise. "Ah, worry not. I've sorted hundreds of minor elementals, though none as powerful as you. And the dragons! Bold child, but you yearn to step out of your name and you've the cunning to make it happen. Better be, SLYTHERIN!"
The table on the far right began to clap, some of the Ravenclaws joining in politely as Teddy glowered at an older boy sitting closer to the middle, his blue eyes staring coolly at her.
Rowle, she remembered, having met him at one of Aunt Narcissa's parties. Oh joy.
Dear Mum, Dad and Egg,
I'm in Slytherin! Pretty sure Dad guessed that years ago.
It's been nice seeing the common room, though my favourite part has to be the view of the lake. Pretty sure I saw the Giant Squid.
I've got to get to bed. They have an early start tomorrow laying down house rules. I miss you all.
Love,
Rhae
The common room was covered in green and silver, the furniture black as the lamps glowed brightly.
Her favourite part of it so far was the large window along the back wall that looked out into the Black Lake, flashes of light making it's way past.
The first years were lined up in the middle of the common room, the rest of Slytherin house arrayed around them as the upper years stood at the front, eyes watching for any sign of weakness.
There was a girl in the centre – Isla Higgins – the current leader of the upper years, the rest of them practically deferring to her. Rhaenys might have liked her had it not been for her close relationship with Therin Rowle.
The older boy stood next to Isla, lounging arrogantly as his blue eyes focused on Rhaenys, face blank but for the spark of dislike in his eyes.
"Welcome to Slytherin house," Higgins said, gesturing to the room at large. "This is the greatest and proudest of the houses, and we take that reputation seriously here. Outside those walls, you represent Slytherin and you do not embarrass us."
She stared sharply at them, eyes lingering on Rhae as the girl wondered just what Teddy had done to have them stare at Rhae as if she were a problem waiting to make itself known.
"I exist," had been his answer when he had gone through what she was to expect at Hogwarts. Teddy had spent a week highlighting the major players in Slytherin house, knowing where she was likely to be sorted, and pointing them out at the annual ball the Ministry held.
Rowle's family were not shy in hiding their dislike of Lord Potter-Black, and Rhae had been prepared by Teddy to face any repercussions for being Harry's daughter, the rest of the world having an inkling as to how close he was to his wife's children.
"If you start a fight you are expected to finish it. If you bite off more than you can chew, then you deal with the consequences in house. Am I understood?"
The first years murmured their agreement, waiting until Isla dismissed them. Two pairs of eyes followed after Rhaenys and she straightened her spine.
I'm a princess by birth, she thought. They don't scare me.
There were worse monsters out there than a pair of seventh years that depended on magic to gain the upper hand, and Rhae had spent years trained by the man who had defeated their precious dark lord.
Dear Egg,
I haven't found the Chamber yet, but Hogwarts is interesting. Takes a little getting used to with the wand.
How's Maia? Are you keeping busy?
You're not getting up to too much trouble are you?
Ignore Teddy. He's pouting because you met Maia first.
I am not pouting. Give her our love.
Take Auriga up for a fly please. She's bound to get a bit lonely with just you and Iacomus.
Miss you little brother.
Love,
Rhae and Teddy
Dear Rhae and Teddy,
I'm fine. Papa's been taking me out so Mum and Maia can rest. She won't understand if I give her your love, Teddy. All she does is sleep.
Auriga won't let me take her flying, but she goes up with Iacomus and I. Papa spends enough time chatting with them.
I heard them say a few words! It sounded like when Maia talks.
You didn't forget you have the mirror right? I miss you guys.
Love,
Egg
"Psst! Rhae," came the hissed whisper, Rhaenys trailing behind her year mates as she stared at a spot to her left.
A disembodied hand reached out, yanking Rhaenys under the invisibility cloak as Teddy hustled her forward, steering her back up the steps.
"What are you doing?" she hissed, noting that he had shortened to her height, the better for the cloak to fit with them both.
"I want to show you something," he said, leading her along the second floor corridor.
"In the girls bathroom?" she questioned, slightly amused that Teddy would venture inside. "Is there something I need to tell Mum and Dad?"
"No," he snapped, face flushed under the pale lighting.
Hogwarts had been in session for a month, and it had taken Rhae an embarrassingly long time to recognize that Teddy had a crush on one of his year mates.
"Why the bathroom?" she asked, leaning against the nearest sink.
Teddy smirked, wicked glee in his eyes as he hissed a slightly unintelligible word. She yelped, scrambling toward him as the sink began to shift outward and sunk into the ground. There was a gaping hole in the floor, wide enough for three people side by side, and Rhaenys alternated between staring at the floor and the smug look on her brother's face.
Teddy grinned suddenly, running forward and leaping into it, a whoop of glee escaping him.
"Are you out of your mind?" she hissed, stepping closer to peer into the darkness.
"Come down!" Teddy's voice echoed. "It's fine, I promise."
She scowled into the darkness, sighing as she thought about what she was about to do. She trusted Teddy, and it was only her love for her brother that convinced her to jump.
It was a slide, winding downward as Rhae plummeted feet first into the darkness. Teddy was waiting at the end to catch her, and Rhaenys flew into his arms, causing him to stumble slightly.
At the sound of crunching feet, she looked down to see the bones of rats, nose wrinkled in disgust.
"Haven't got around to cleaning this bit yet," Teddy said sheepishly.
There was rubble to their side that had been cleared, a path winding to a door that had snake fixtures. Teddy hissed once more, the words beginning to sound familiar.
The snakes circled the round door; the sound of locks opening filled the air before it swung open with a hiss.
Rhaenys felt her eyes widen at the sight of the cavernous room, snake statues lining the walkway and the caricature of a man with a giant beard along the back wall.
"Is this…" she trailed off, head turning this way and that as she attempted to see as much of it as she could.
"Welcome to the Chamber of Secrets, Princess," Teddy said with an exaggerated bow.
They were met at the train station by their parents, Rhaenys sinking into her mother's hug as the trunks were shrunk and they flooed home.
"How was school?" her mum asked, hand absentmindedly brushing the soot from Rhaenys's shoulders while they walked to the sitting room.
"Busy," Rhae answered, smiling impishly at the look her mother sent her as Dad muffled a snort.
"Rhae!"
She barely had time to prepare before Egg was flying into her arms, sending Rhaenys toppling into Teddy as the younger boy wrapped his arms around her. They fell into a heap on the hallway floor, Teddy cushioning her fall as she landed on his back.
"Egg," Teddy groaned. "All this because you missed Rhae. Really little brother," Teddy teased lightly, "I'd think you didn't miss me at all."
"I've seen you leave every year," Egg retorted, grinning as he stretched to wrap his arms around them both.
"Will you let me get up?" Rhae hissed, squirming as that seemed to encourage Egg to tighten his grip.
"Aegon," Mum said, amusement obvious in her tone.
"Had I known you would remain a pile on the ground, perhaps I would have waited for you to find your way here," Aunt Narcissa drawled, grey eyes dancing in the light as she stared down at them.
There was a baby in her arms, and Rhaenys felt Teddy stiffen next to her as they stared at the child.
She looks like me, Rhae thought in slight surprise. Her mother had told her so when they spoke, but babies changed all the time.
Maia was reaching out for their mum, hand outstretched and a gummy smile on her face as she was pulled into Elia's arms.
"So, not only does she look like you," Teddy teased. "She's just as attached to Mum a—"
Rhaenys cut him off with a sharp poke, ignoring the grinning boy as she took her father's outstretched hand.
Aegon scrambled to his feet, dusting his clothes as he made faces at Maia, the little girl giggling as her hair flashed silver.
Oh, she thought, noticing the colour return to it's original black.
"She's a metamorphmagus," Teddy said in surprise.
"Get's it from your Gran," Dad told them, a wry grin on his face as he saw the flash of glee on their faces. Having a little metamorphmagus in the house was bound to cause all sorts of trouble, and Rhae was slightly disappointed Maia wasn't older.
"She can't hold her morphs," she noted, realizing Maia's hair hadn't shifted when in Aunt Narcissa's arms.
Dad shrugged, a look on his face that suggested he didn't know how these things worked.
"Rhaenys. Teddy," Aunt Narcissa greeted, sweeping forward to pull them into a hug. "How was school?"
"Educational," Rhaenys told her, an innocent smile plastered on their faces.
"That's all we can ask for," Aunt Narcissa told them airily, a conspiratorial smile aimed at them before she said her goodbyes.
"Come," Dad said, steering them into the sitting room. "You can properly meet your sister."
Rhaenys and Teddy sat on their mother's left side, Maia seated in her arms as the child looked at them with bright green eyes.
"Maia," Mum said, hand lightly gripping Maia's chunky fist. "Say hello, sweetling."
Maia babbled at them, drool escaping her mouth as she grinned in delight, green eyes bright.
"Can I hold her?" Rhae asked, shifting closer as her mother promptly placed Maia on her lap, her hand supporting her back.
Maia stared innocently at Rhae, eyes momentarily flashing purple so that she looked like a miniature copy of Rhaenys.
"I'm her favourite," Egg boasted, drawing Teddy into a small argument as the two boys argued over which of them Maia would love the most.
"They're being silly," she told the little girl. "I'll obviously be your favourite. We sisters have to stick together."
Maia babbled in agreement, and Rhae grinned at her parents, extremely glad to be home.
She had been itching to leave the common room, unable to stand the constant dance of barbed words when they were so boring.
Really, she grumbled internally, anyone could do better.
All Rowle did was strut around the common room, glowering at anyone he thought inferior to him – which was everyone – and having his cronies sing his praises. Even when he was terrible on a broom and the reason they lost the match against Hufflepuff.
Unfortunately for Rhaenys, the library was crowded with upper years frantically preparing for assignments as the professors drowned them in OWL and NEWT prep, the room of requirement was like to be in use and not worth the trek from the dungeons, and she still needed Teddy to get into the Chamber – though she was working hard to correct the last bit.
To her relief, she spotted her brother in the entrance hall, robes soaked as he came in from a round of quidditch practice.
"Teddy," she called, speeding to catch up to him.
"Rhae," he waved off his teammates, moving closer to meet her halfway. "What's up?"
"Can I borrow your broom?" she asked, eyes wide as she stared at him.
She could see Teddy struggle with what to say, knowing there would be no supervision on the pitch and it would be dark soon.
"I'll be fine," she pressed. "We always go flying alone at home."
"Against the rules," he reminded her, a light smirk on his face as she scowled.
"I'm done all my assignments," she told him, needling Teddy as she watched him falter the slightest bit. "Slughorn thinks it's a fine idea."
"Slughorn thinks everything is a fine idea," he muttered in mock disdain.
Rhaenys widened her eyes once more, stifling the urge to grin as she saw Teddy give in.
"One hour," he warned her.
"You're the best brother," she told him, quickly wrapping him in a hug before she took hold of the broom.
Teddy's fourteenth birthday gift had been a brand new broom, the new z-class of the Firebolt series – faster, sleeker, and with better manoeuvring. Dad had a similar broom, though his was built for the speed needed by seekers.
"How touching," Rowle drawled, a sneer of disgust on his face. "Think your sister can hold her own in the air?"
"At least I know which way is up," Rhae retorted, seeing Rowle's face darken in anger.
"Got a problem Rowle?" Teddy asked coolly, eyes flashing.
"It's cute is what it is," Rowle sneered. "Little girl thinking she can handle the sky."
"Ten galleons says she does it better than you," Eric Williams cut in. Teddy's friend had a taunting smirk on his face as he said, "What's wrong, Rowle? Not willing to test your mettle against a little girl?"
She sent him a sharp look, one he ignored as he continued to taunt the older Slytherin.
"You're on, Williams," Rowle spat. "Come on, then. Let's get this over with so I can spend my time with real fliers."
Rowle sauntered off toward the pitch, his group of cronies next to him as Dallard loudly took bets on how badly he would beat Rhaenys.
"Please tell me you didn't just set her up for embarrassment?" Renee Vance asked.
"Teddy's spent years telling me how good his siblings are at flying," Eric told her, slinging an arm across Rhaenys's shoulders. "When have you known him to be wrong?"
Teddy flushed the slightest bit as Renee looked at him, quickly hiding it with a morph, and Rhaenys promised to tease her brother mercilessly as they walked to the pitch.
"You will kick his ass, right?" Eric asked lowly. There was a slightly pleading look on his face, and Rhaenys smirked at the thought of overconfident Eric Williams worried over a race.
"What's in it for me if I do?"
"I'll grab you whatever you want from Hogsmeade next trip," Eric bargained.
"I have a brother to do that," Rhae snorted, laughing at the wounded look on his face.
"Oi, Ted," Eric called, disrupting Teddy's conversation with Renee. "Your sister runs a tough bargain."
"She'll talk you into something you aren't prepared for if you're not careful," Teddy laughed.
The short walk to the pitch with the Ravenclaws had seen more people join their group. The entire Ravenclaw and Slytherin quidditch teams were there, a few scattered Gryffindors and Hufflepuffs, and Hagrid. Someone had managed to put up a slight obstacle course, rings floating high in the air at different intervals.
She made her way to the edge of the pitch, Teddy following beside her as they met up with Dallard and Rowle, Felix Gibbons off to the side.
"Gibbons will keep score," Rowle said with a sneer at them.
"Hastings as well," Teddy insisted, one of his teammates making his way forward.
"Suit yourself," Rowle growled, eyes flicking to Rhaenys. "Three laps around the pitch. You pass through each ring and weave around the hoops. Try not to get burnt."
Rowle smirked nastily at her, moving into position as he swung his leg over his broom.
Eric clapped her shoulder, winking as he told her, "I've got ten galleons on you kid."
Teddy walked the few steps to the starting position with her, his voice low, "I know it might be tempting, but try not to burn him."
"I wouldn't dare," Rhae replied with her most innocent smile.
Snorting, Teddy lightly ruffled her hair before heading back to his friends.
"Right then," Hagrid boomed, his old dog Fang at his side. "Clean race fer the both o' ya, yuh hear?"
They nodded, ignoring Hagrid's mutters as Felix Gibbons and Gregg Hastings raised their wands, the tips sparking before they shot flares into the sky.
Rhaenys kicked off, feeling the rush of wind and the freeing sensation that came with flying. Laughing joyfully, she leaned forward, shooting forward as they weaved through the rings, the heat of the fire comforting as she rolled into a turn.
Rowle was ahead, smirking back at Rhaenys as they reached the end of their first lap.
Laugh it up, she thought, zooming past Teddy and hearing Eric William's faint yells as she came up on the goal posts, curling smoothly into the final sprint of the second lap.
She pressed forward, feeling the broom vibrate as she began to gain on him. The seventh year was bulkier than most seekers, and as she passed she flashed a smug smile in his face, turning through three rings as she swung into the final sprint.
As the last rings came into view, Rhae noticed them moving up and down, the course made difficult as a commotion began down below. She sailed through them as if they were non-existent, quickly touching down amongst cheering students.
Eric grabbed her in a hug, swinging her in a circle even as Rhaenys kicked him to let her down.
She felt the prickly stare on the back of her neck, eyes catching the dark look Rowle sent her. She smiled, seeing him scowl and clench his fists as his eyes flicked to Teddy next to her.
Serves you right you bloody git, she thought, laughing as Teddy sent him a cheery wave.
"I can't believe you beat him!" Egg crowed, indigo eyes sparkling in humour as he grinned at Rhaenys.
"You can't believe it?" she asked, affecting hurt even as her brother rolled his eyes.
"I can," he amended. "I can't believe you did it so publicly."
"He chose to agree," Rhaenys shrugged, knowing it had been a sting to his pride.
"Papa thinks it's the greatest thing ever," Egg told her, leaning forward as if Rhaenys were seated in front of him.
"Of course he does," she thought fondly. Harry Potter had put them on a broom as soon as he could, and Rhaenys knew the man enjoyed seeing a bully shown up by a talented flier.
"Flying as the sun went down," her mother's voice cut in, Egg perking up in his bed as he shuffled around. "I suppose I should be glad you're not injured."
"Not a scratch," Rhaenys assured her, seeing Maia come into view. "Hi Maia!"
"Ma!" the little girl cheered. "Egg!"
"Ha! Told you I'd be her favourite," Egg said, smug satisfaction oozing from his tone.
"Because your name sounds like food," Rhae retorted, smirking at the flush on his face.
She made faces at Maia, delighting in the little girl's laugh as Egg tried to defend himself.
The common room was louder than usual, the house celebrating the win against Gryffindor that cost them the Quidditch Cup as they passed bottles of butterbeer around, the upper years lounging in their corner with firewhiskey they had managed to sneak in.
Slughorn had demanded retirement and the man was never the most attentive Head of House when he had been willing to stay, letting the upper years do as they pleased so long as it didn't spill over into the rest of the school.
"Three passes around the bloody pitch and he still managed not to get the snitch in hand until Vaisey smacked a bludger in the Hufflepuff seeker's hand," Derrick Fawley snorted, butterbeer dangling from his hands as he lamented the failure of their seeker.
"Let him hear you and you'll be dirt in the ground," Harmen Shafiq warned, eyes flicking to where the quidditch team sat together.
"He is terrible," Fawley insisted, brown eyes swivelling to Rhaenys. "You agree with me, don't you Targaryen? He's a bloody terri—"
"—Rhaenys embarrassed him on the pitch, of course she agrees with you," Josephine Davies retorted.
The common room door slid open, the students quieting as Professor Slughorn walked into the room, his eyes scanning them as he smiled jovially.
"Ah, there you are," he said, making his way to the small gathering of first years.
"Professor," they greeted, polite smiles fixed on their faces as he eagerly greeted them all.
"Hello, hello," he said. "Ms. Targaryen, I believe you had an appointment with Professor Flitwick?"
An appoi—Rhaenys blinked, eyes narrowed the slightest bit at their 'professor' before she nodded in faked realization.
"Yes, of course," she said. "I forgot I asked a few questions about my last essay."
Josephine rolled her eyes, muttering about working too hard even as Rhae aimed a slight kick at her shin.
"Come along, dear girl," he said. "You can use the floo in my office."
She smiled, gathering her things as she followed after him.
Rhaenys waited until they were making their way into the secret passage before she hit his arm. "Professor Slughorn?"
"Who else has access to the common room?" Teddy shrugged. "He won't know what happened. Imagine if I had to play McGonagall?"
Rhaenys shuddered at the thought, knowing he would be dragged to the Headmistresses office by the ear if word ever reached her, their parents called in to deal with the unruly metamorphmagus.
Why anyone thinks Teddy an innocent saint is beyond me, she thought. Her brother had learned at Grandpa James's knee, causing all manner of mischief from when he had been born according to Dad, his birth parents a former Marauder and a mischievous metamorph. That he was older than Egg and her had done nothing to curb his habits, the two of them joining in his mischief.
"Next time you want access to the common room you can just impersonate me," she told him, pouting as he snorted, fumbling with the door to the Chamber.
"Fat chance, Rhae," he teased. "You'll have to find another way to go about your dastardly plans."
"Not nearly as bad as you think," she muttered.
"You spent years learning from Mum and Aunt Narcissa," he said dryly. "I know more than I need to."
They had cleaned the Chamber a bit more, Teddy using the time they spent here teaching her all manner of charms as he could. That Rhaenys could let some of her elemental abilities out was a bonus to their study sessions.
"Has he bothered you?" Teddy asked in concern.
"No," she shook her head. "He's kept his distance for now."
Teddy's jaw tightened, eyes flashing to the dark orbs of their mother before he nodded tightly.
"Come on then," he said, falling into a duelling stance. "Try and disarm me."
He ducked, glowering at her from the floor, as he hissed, "Not with your bloody fire."
"Oops," she grinned, dragon heartstring wand falling into her palm as she felt their magic crackle in the air.
They sat together on the grass near the lake, Maia in her lap as she kept a tight hold on the squirming little girl.
"Stay still Maia," she huffed, shifting to accommodate her.
"Papa warded the lake once she started walking," Egg told her. "Maia can't get in alone."
"Oh," she said, releasing the little girl so she could wander around. Maia had practically skipped over the crawling face, running around as soon as she could. Auriga was lounging in front of them, Iacomus next to her and Maia toddled over to them, her small hand raised to lightly grip what she could reach.
She'd nearly had a panic attack the first time Maia had gone near the dragons; worried they would be too rough with her and unknowing of how they might react to her presence. Perhaps it was a side effect of their bond, or maybe the dragons instinctively knew Maia was not to be harmed, but they had been gentle with her, entertaining the little girl and holding still as she played with them.
Or that she's a parselmouth, Rhae thought with a grin, hearing the hisses escape her mouth.
Their mother had taken it in stride that Maia often spent time speaking to the dragons, limiting how long she do so lest "she forget how to speak to the rest of us."
"Are you going to tell me what's bothering you or do I have to guess?" Rhaenys asked, watching the troubled look on Aegon's face.
"Doesn't it bother you? What he did? What almost happened to us?"
Oh Egg, she thought, throwing her arm around her younger brother. He had spent the entire year asking tough questions, she knew, and his lessons when younger had given him enough to come to a conclusion.
Aegon remained stiff, not leaning into Rhae as he might have on a usual day, his eyes focused on the blades of grass he was pulling apart.
"He's dead and we're not," Rhae told him. "And we're not planning to return to Westeros anytime soon. Not beyond Dorne at least."
"He's not entirely dead," Egg scoffed. "I look just like him. How do you think Mum f—"
"No you don't," Rhae denied, rolling her eyes at the look of disbelief her brother shot her. "Not really. You have the same hair and eyes, but your skin is darker, and you look a bit different."
He wasn't Rhaegar writ small, not like how Maia and Rhaenys so closely resembled each other, and Egg had more than enough of their mother in him to differentiate between them.
"I'm glad we're not going back," he told her. "I don't know what I would do if I had to be king after that."
"We wouldn't let you go it alone," she said, knocking her hand lightly against his. "Besides," she teased, a light smirk on her face. "Let's see how the meant-to-be-mighty King of the Seven Kingdoms handles a magical school."
Egg snorted, a smile lighting his features. "I promise not to overwhelm your house with my greatness, princess," he drawled, face drawn in an accurate impersonation of Uncle Draco that sent her into fits of laughter.
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