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Written as part of an assignment for Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry (Challenges & Assignments)
Task: To write a minor character, a character that everyone seems to overlook and not give enough love too. The character must have no more than 3000 stories written for them on the site including mature stories.
Character: Arabella Figg
Extra Prompts: Animal – Cat, Name – Zezolla, Phrase – Bippity Boppity Boo!, Dialogue – "It's...you", Emotion – Worthlessness, Word – Care, Colour – Blue, Word – Rainbow, Word – Unknown, Item - Wand
Gringotts: OC Name: Female – Astrid Stone; Said Words – Whimpered, Spat, Proclaimed
Why doesn't she love me?
Arabella danced around her room waving around a stick that she had found earlier that day after her mother had taken her wand from her.
"Bippity, Boppity, Boo!" she proclaimed joyfully, as she pointed the stick at her raggy doll, and imagined it transforming into life size girl for her to play with.
Downstairs her mother, Astrid Stone, could hear her conversing with animatedly with someone, and carefully and quietly ascended the stairs and peeped round the door.
What Astrid found did not surprise her one bit. She had always known that her oddball, and the fact that she was holding her doll aloft and putting on a high pitched voice to talk for it only solidified that belief.
Unable to stand seeing her daughter make such a complete and utter mockery of herself, Astrid burst through the door, and snatched the doll from her daughter's hands and flung it out of the open window.
"Arabella Doreen Stone, when are you going to grow up and stop acting like a filthy muggle? She spat at her sobbing daughter. "And stop crying you ridiculous child!"
Mrs Stone departed the bedroom, leaving her young child curled up in a ball feeling worthless and pathetic.
Why doesn't she care about me? Why can't she love me like she loves my older brother? Arabella thought to herself, as her cat Zezolla nudged her hand softly.
"It's...you," she whimpered quietly to herself, answering her own question, as she pet Zezolla. "It's your lack of m-m-m-magic."
She stared out of her window later that afternoon and observed the rainbow had appeared in the brilliant blue sky, and whilst she feared her unknown future and what would become of her should she never display magical powers, she couldn't help but feel that the rainbow offered her some small beacon of hope on the horizon.
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