Daphne's POV
As Daphne watched her father as he listened to Harry, she couldn't help but smirk.
After all, not only she was in his place in every conversation and lecture she had with the boy about her sister's blood curse, she also couldn't help but thinking what would be his reaction if he finds out the knowledge the plan to cure Astoria came entirely from the muggle world.
Probably denial, outrage, explaining himself that all that mattered is that Harry is a wizard, depression about the cure being muggle, and acceptance, just like grieving.
"What do you need to accelerate the research?" Her father's questions brought her back to the conversation.
"First of all," Harry started "I would need the device that can give me extra time, we talked about, as this thing takes time." Daphne would have rolled her eyes or burst in anger if her Occlumency shields weren't cooling her emotions, it was obvious Harry wanted the time device for other things than researching her sister's curse, it is more like the opposite, he is agreeing to research the curse for the device.
"Secondly, I would need access to all the books you have in your house, as there might be something I missed." He stated.
When she heard this, Daphne couldn't help but remembering Professor Snape's advice about Harry- his wants are related to knowledge.
"Thirdly, I need DNA samples, which could be hair, blood, nails, skin and so from you, Daphne, Astoria and your wife."
"What!" Her father yelled "my wife has been dead for years! How the bloody Hell am I supposed to do that?"
Daphne has only heard her father yell three times in her life and never curse, so her shock from hearing the need for her mother's DNA got even bigger.
"I'm sorry if I upset you, it's not a must but it will help me quicken the identification possess as the both has this curse. You can give me a bone piece if there is nothing else," as he saw her father's face getting dangerously red he quickly said with his hands up "or you can bring me a bone piece from a dead ancestor who has the disease."
Her father's face returned to it's natural color as he slowly nodded.
"Lastly, I would need some advance equipment, really expensive one."
There was a moment of silence before her father said with a hoarse voice, the same hoarse voice she heard the day her mother died.
"How long will it take without everything, and How long will it take with?"
"I estimates that without everything it would take me about 10 years, seven depending on how quick I manage to complete my other project.
As for with them... three to five years."
"Your second request is easily granted, so does the fourth, as money is something I don't lack. The third.... I can't give you even a little piece of my wife's bones, as I would never desecrate her grave, but I will give you a part of my mother in law's bone.
As for the time device- it is known as time turner and... sighhh, I'm sorry but it is impossible for me to manage to get it for you, is there any thing other than that you would like?"
Daphne's eyes would have come out of their pockets if it was possible, her father admitted he was incapable to get something!
"I understand" said Harry, his voice calm but full with disappointment "I am sorry we weren't able to make a deal, but as a thank you for the fast reading glasses I am willing to give you written instructions to preform my spell. This, together with my explanation about how I will go about in treating the curse should help you in this endeavor."
Daphne couldn't believe it, just because they didn't manage to get him the time turner he is going to abandon her sister?
Before she knew it, her right hand was caught in his left hand, close to his face as she attempted to slap him.
"Why?" Her voice was filled with pain
"Why? Because you lied to me! Our agreement was for fulfilled in my side, as I worked on this project for the last half year while slowing down other endeavors, and your side can't even manage to bring forth to the table something a teacher can give to a third year."
"What do you mean give to a third year?"
Her father asked, suddenly calm again, as if that disgusting boy didn't just tell them he is gonna let her sister die.
"How do you think I know about time turners? I saw a third year from Ravenclaw use it and then blackmailed him to tell me what it was. Apparently, the teachers gave it for him so he could study all the Electives, as some of them happen in the same time."
Still strangely calm her father asked "and why? If you know that, didn't you used the same way?"
"You don't think I tried?" The boy she used to almost consider a friend spat "Professor Snape denied this option from me."
"So if I manage to make it a reality," the glint in her father's eyes told her she was missing something "would you continue the research?"
"As long as I get the option to time travel, of course."
"You will get it by the start of the school year."
"Then we have a deal."
After they shook hands while Daphne continued to give Peverel )that's right he doesn't deserve her calling him by his given name) a stink eye, he left.
"I can't believe him! Does he have no heart?"
"Calm down Daphne," her father said "he has a heart, otherwise, would he give us a way to complete our deal?"
Daphne looked at her father like he was mentally ill. "He did it for a chance to get a time turner!"
"Come on Daphne, with his ability in healing, arithmancy and charms, even if he is magically weak, he would be able to get the time turner the second he reveal it to any of the professors or even madam poppy, He for some reason didn't want to reveal it, but to give us a chance, he let it slip the school give a time turner to gifted students knowing I would reveal his abilities, so don't say he don't have a heart, as for Astoria, or maybe you," he winked, making her fell grossed "he let us have a chance. Now, I need to go visit an old friend, keep an eye on your sister."
He went to the fire place, threw floo powder, went in and shout "Snape office" disappearing into the fire.
Meanwhile, Daphne went back to the couch, lay down and thought hard about the boy who make her feel contradicting emotions