Casillas Manor - In England

A lot smaller then La Casa de Casillas, this is Diana's home in England.


Person's living here, Sally-Ann Perks-Casillas, Mateo Casillas and Peggy, the House-Elf.

Currently, Diana's grandparents are visiting.

Bob appeared in the house of his masters' enemy.
"Excuse me. I seek an audience with the Head of the Casillas family, regarding a most urgent matter. I am sent by my master, Reginald Vaight, Head of the Vaight clan."
He surveyed the group of people before him. Which was the head of the Casillases?
"I apologise for any inconvenience, but this really is very important. It involves your grand-daughter, Diana Casillas."

The Casillas' who were currently having a pleasant dinner were shocked by the intrution.

"What," Ferderico Casillas said threateningly. his eyes narrowing as the name 'Vaight' was mentioned. "Did you do to my Grand-daughter?"

Bob raised his hands.
"I must crave your pardon sir, but I must request you hear me out. Currently, your grand-daughter is having dinner at Vaight Manor...as the girlfriend of my master's son, Darien Vaight. However, if my story is doubted, I can bring my master, his son and Diana here in a moment. You need only say the word sir."
He bowed slightly, hesitantly.

There were several reactions to the House-Elf's words.

"Girlfriend?!" Mateo Casillas said in outrage. "I was not aware she was dating anyone!"

"A Vaight?" Lucia said.

"Bring them here." Ferderico commanded.

Bob bowed once and disappeared.

((to give them a chance to exchange suspisions))

"Don't say anything," Ferderico said, before anyone could speak. "I want to see this for myself first."

Bob reappeared with a crack.
Reginald stepped forwards. "Ferderico, Lucia, Mateo...it has been a while hasn't it? Who would have thought we would meet again under such disagreeable circumstances? Oh, this is my...son...Darien. Oh, and there is your dear child, Diana."
He smiled coldly, amusement flickering in his eyes.
He removed the spell holding Darien down and the silencing spell. Darien leapt up and almost ran to Diana's side. He stood protectively, trying to protect her from the glares from his father and her own family.
"Diana...I won't let them separate us." He whispered, holding her hand.

"It's alright Darien," Diana said looking at her family members.

The Casillas' watched their display with shocked faces. It was Mateo who first spoke.

"This is your most dirtiest trick yet, Vaight," Mateo said. "Using my daughter to get to my family. If you please, take whatever curse you have her under off."

Reginald rolled his eyes.
"Do you think I am any happier with these events than you are, Casillas?! This is my son, my heir! Do you honestly think I would shame my own family, just to drag you down with me? If anything, it is entirely thier fault. And if anything, you could thank me for bringing this to your attention. When she was invited to dinner and revealed she had not informed you of her relationship, I considered it my duty to warn you."
Darien glared at his father. "Leave Diana alone. She was waiting for the right time, and you just hurtle in here and ruin it for her-"
Reginald silenced him. "Proof. Do you think I enjoy having to constantly silence my son? It is in both our interests that we deal with this quickly and effectivly. We don't need a scandal."

"Stop silencing him!" Diana said to Reginald. "He is making really valid points!"

"Is it true Diana?" Mateo said.

"Dad... I was going to tell you, I swear." Diana turned to her grandfather. "Abuelo, please, believe me."

"Diana, you have greatly disappointed me." He said with an air of finality.

"No!" Diana cried out. "Please, Abuelo...."

"Get out," Mateo said suddenly to the Vaights. "Get out of my house."

"I assure you...Casillas, that being in your house is neither a pleasure nor of any interest. Bob, if you will." Bob clapped his hands, and the three Vaights vanished.

"Mateo, I want to talk to Nicolas." Ferderico said sternly.

"Peggy," Mateo said. With a pop the House-Elf appeared. "Get Master Nicolas from Hogwarts."

The Elf nodded and a second later, Nicolas appeared. "Abuelo, Abuela? Tio? Is something the matter?"

"Why don't you ask your cousin?" Mateo said nodding at Diana who was currently in the corner sobbing slightly. ((Yeah she's emo))

Nicolas folded his arms. "I take it you found out about Vaight."

Mateo raised his eye brow, "You knew? And you failed to tell us?"

"I only found out recently Tio." He admited. "But even if I didn't, I would have waited for Diana to tell you." He said glancing at Diana.

"You know that we cannot accept this." Ferderico said. "It is impossible. If you chose to continue this ridiculous affair with that... we will have no choose but to his own you."

Diana sobbed even louder. "No! Please!"

"Father no..." Mateo said. "We can punish her in another way, disownment is too severe."

"Her offense is severe, Mateo, she very well knows what the Vaights mean to us. She has betrayed our very name."

"I have a solution," Nicolas said raising his hand.

Both father and son looked at him. "I'll marry Diana."

"What?!?" Everyone but Nicolas said in the room.

"Nicolas what are you saying?" Diana reeled.

"But I thought you two didn't want to go through your betrothal." Ferderico said.

"I'd rather marry her then have her with a Vaight," Nicolas said.

"No!" Diana said. "Nicolas, I love you as a brother, you practically are my brother, I cannot marry you!"

"I find this arrangment very agreeable Nicolas," Ferderico said ignoring Diana. "You have always been my favorite grandson. As for you," he turned to Diana, "You ungrateful child!You will agree to this else face a life with a different name!"

Darien held the vial in a pocket, and scrambled up to a window ledge. Glancing through the window, he saw it was the right room.
Nick was going down. Literally.
He non-verbally disarmed, immobolised and tied up Nick, silencing him just for good measure. He then hid his own wand in his pocket, placed some of nick's hairs into the flask of Polyjuice potion, levitated the real Nick into a cupboard and changed his clothes.
Grimacing, he drank the Polyjuice potion and became Nick.
"Ugh...this is definatly hell on earth." He muttered to himself. He headed out of the door, locking it behind him.
Act like Nick, act like Nick...
He made his way down the stairs and into the room full of waiting Casillases.

Diana was sobbing quietly in her room.

Suddenly she heard the door open, but she didn't bother to look up.

"Stop crying, Nick's not that bad looking." A voice said.

"Helena!" Diana looked up. "What are you doing here."

"Nicolas thought you might need a friend and he thinks you hate him right now so he sent for me."

"He's right, I do hate him." Diana said.

Helena twirled her wand and was able to wipe Diana's face of off tears.

"Do you want to head down now?" Helena said.

"Hell no." Diana said. "I'd rather die." But she got up anyway.

"Don't worry I'll try and get a stab at Nicolas down there."

Diana had to chuckle.

"I mean it's not like you guys are actually getting married right? It's just an engagement."

And with that Diana and Helena when downstairs.

Darien smiled as many 'relatives' he had never seen in his life complimented or congratulated him.
He kept his face blank as he watched Diana descend the stairs. Only fifteen minutes of Polyjuice left...

Diana appoarched Nicolas as she nodded at every one who congradulated her.

"Nick," she said, "Why are do you doing this? You don't love me, and I don't love you."

"You'll see...Trust me."
Darien emphasised the trust part, trying to tell Diana who he was.

Diana stopped in her tracks. 'Trust me?' She narrowed her eyes. Darien?

No it couldn't be... could it?

The engagement ceremony was about to begin. There were two Casillas goblets, tied with a golden medieval rope and they were suppose to drink from it.

They were each handed a goblet. Diana stared at Nicolas, a last plead for him not to do this.

Darien realised she hadn't understood. Well, she would soon.
He glanced at a clock. One and a half minutes left.
He raised the goblet and drank.

Nicolas drank... Diana stared in shock. I can't believe he actually did it!

The Casillases were waiting for Diana to drink.
Silently, Darien tried to urge her on.
He had a minute left.
"Trust me..." He hissed across to her, hoping noone else would hear.

By the pure stares in the room Diana had no choice but to drink. 'I do trust you....Darien. Well bottom's up.'

Darien felt intense pain all over his body, as he grew back into his normal self.
He faced the angry crowd, and met Diana's eyes.
"I believe I just crashed the wedding..."

"Darien it is you!" Diana immediately flung herself at him in an embrace.

"What in Merlin's name is going on here?" Arthuro Casillas, Nicolas' father said in outrage.