Prologue:
"Isn't she just beautiful, Rodolphus?"
"Of course, darling! She has your eyes."
"What should we name her?"
"Anything really."
"What about Celina Black-Lestrange?" When Bellatrix announced the name, a smile was shown on the face of the baby in her arms. "I think she likes the name Bellatrix."
"Then it's final. Her name is Celina Black-Lestrange. Now Celina, promise Mommy that you carry on the Black and Lestrange's reputation as pure and rich as it should be." Yet again, there was a smile and somewhat of an evil laugh.
Chapter 1
Celina Black-Lestrange was just woken up by a nervous-looking House Elf named, Dobby. "Mistress Celina, Dobby has been ordered to awake you from your slumber in order to go to Diagon Alley."
"Oh, okay. Thanks, Dobby."
"No worries, Mistress Celina. Dobby hopes you don't get mad at him for waking Mistress Celina up."
"Remember what I told you Dobby? You don't have to worry about that," answered back 'Mistress Celina'.
"Yes, Mistress Celina. Dobby should get back to cooking breakfast now. OH! And, good morning, Mistress Celine."
" Haha, good morning to you too, Dobby. Now get back to work!" said a full-awaken Andrea. Today was the day she and Draco were to buy their supplies for their next year of Hogwarts. Draco was starting his 2nd year of Hogwarts, while Celina was starting her 4th year. She stood up from her queen-sized bed that had dark green covers and black, silk pillows, and made her way to her closet before freshening up in the bathroom. Inside her closet were mostly clothing she usually made with magic. The outfit she chose was an over-sized dark blue jumper with black tights that had a floral pattern (pattern, not print ). And to top it all off she went for her tan colored Oxfords. Celina's style was always in between the line of bohemian and classy. She just loved to mix things up! Anyways, she strolled off to the bathroom and took one look at herself in the mirror. Everyone always said that she reminded themselves so much of her mother. They both had the long, voluminous, curly black hair (Celina's was much tamer though, and less dry); black, heavy-lidded eyes; a pale complexion; long features (legs, arms, body), and pink, thin lips. To be honest, just looking at herself made her miss her so much. Even if her mum was hated on by non pure-bloods because she tortured and even killed some of them, she loved Celina so much. She left the little girl a picture of herself and Celina when she was still a baby. The lonely 4th year shrunk the picture and put it inside of a gold locket. She never let go of that necklace, just because. After 5 minutes of looking at herself and reminiscing all the memories with her mother, she finally started the bath.
TIME SKIP FOR 30 MINUTES
"Celina! Hurry up! We have to get to Diagon Alley quick!" yelled an impatient Narcissa Malfoy. Aunt Cissy, which is what Celina always called her, was always a loving aunt to Celina. She acted as if Celina was her very own daughter.
"I'm almost done Aunt Cissy! I'll be down in a minute!" answered back a very frustrated Celina. She still couldn't figure out where she put her fringe tan satchel. The frustrated girl gave up and asked the house-elf where he put it. "D-Dobby put it in M-Mistress Celina's c-closet because Dobby found it l-laying on the couch.." stuttered out a very nervous-looking house-elf. "W ELL, THEN WHERE IS I—oh, never mind , it's right there," retorted a very pleased and quite calm Celina. She slid down the stairs rail and saw her very own Aunt Cissy having a cup of tea.
"Ah, finally. We've been waiting for how many minutes. Well, what are you waiting for sweetie? Let's go Apparate to Diagon Alley." And with a flick of Lucius' wand, they appeared at none other than Knockturn Alley.
"I thought we were going to Diagon Alley, Uncle Lucius?"
"Yes, yes. Right after I make a bargain," returned a very happy Lucius.
"Then, can I stay outside with Aunt Cissy," begged his niece.
"Of course, if Narcissa is alright with that?"
"'Course! We will be walking to Diagon Alley now. And, Lucius. Don't take too long," retorted her aunt. Celina walked with her nose up high, making sure everyone saw the one and only Bellatrix Lestrange's daughter. As she glanced to her right and left, she heard whispers of," Oh my, it's the Death Eaters daughter!", " She looks just like her mum! What if she acts like her too!", and even," I'm scared, mummy!" The mumbles made her aunt and herself smirk like mad men. "Aunt Cissy, aren't these people overreacting?"
"Not at all, dear. Celina laughed an evil laugh.
"Oi! Celina! What a coincidence to see you here," called a very familiar voice to the girl. She elegantly turned around to see none other than her best friend, Annabelle Claire McGinty. She also happened to grow up from a Death Eater family and earned the approval to her relatives because of that. Plus, she was a pure-blood. Annabelle was a sweetheart, to Celina of course. Plus, she wasn't scared of her like other housemates.
"Hullo, Annabelle! Fancy seeing you here, if only Clarisse were to be here." And as if on cue, Clarisse Van Syoc just happened to show up. "Did I happen to hear my name?" asked a very oblivious Clarisse.
"Like you didn't know we were here, Clarisse," retorted Celina. Clarisse was pretty much the odd one in the group. It was still a mystery how she had the highest grades in all of her classes in 3rd year. That little arsehole. They then met up with Lucius and Draco. Everything was going well at Flourish and Blotts, until a family of redheads happened to catch Lucius Malfoys' eye. "Well, well, well, would you look at this? I hope you blood traitors don't starve after buying a Lockhart book," hissed the nervous girls' uncle.
"UNCLE LUCIUS. Not now," whispered Celina. She really didn't want to have to deal with this bullshit right now. The girl wasn't going to take 'No' for an answer.
"Shut it, Celina. Just go take your friends somewhere and leave," hissed her little cousin, Draco Malfoy, back at the girl. She really didn't want them to make a scene. Celina stayed to make sure things didn't go out of hand. Annabelle and Clarisse carefully dragged Celina before SHE started to get angry for being told what to do, but Celina forcefully let go of her friends. The girl wanted to use magic so badly, but it seemed like it wasn't necessary just yet.
Celina's mouth dropped at the tone of their voices. "Fine then," she spat. She made her way to the family of redheads and looked twice to see no other than Mr. Harry Potter. "Merlin's pants, it's HARRY POTTER," she smirked to her friends. "Bugger off, Lestrange! I'm not afraid to use magic on you," said a very tall, and very handsome, ginger. Strange enough, there were two of them. She recognized them as Fred and George, the mastermind pranksters. "Oh shut up, Fred or George. Or whoever you are! Let me meet Harry Potter," she hissed. "I'm Fred. And, no because all you are going to do is make fun of him like your mum," he was glaring at her like there was no tomorrow. Although, her glare was much more scarier, she was Bellatrix Lestrange's daughter! " Don't speak about her like you know her. You do know she can duel like a mad woman, right. And, so can I," sneered Celina. Annabelle and Clarisse weren't embarrassed of her family, when they were quite used to it for the past 4 years. "You're underage, you can't use magic outside of Hogwarts," spat Fred. Clarisse chuckled," Actually, she can use magic anywhere she wants. One of the privileges of being a De-"Celina covered her mouth before it went too far. She then gave Clarisse the ' you-aren't-supposed-to-tell-anyone-that-i-am-a-death-eater-you-idiot' look. "Being a what," interrogated George eyeing the three girls suspiciously. "Nothing. She's just joking. Right, Clarisse," said Annabelle giving the other girl a looking that just spoke 'agree-or-die'. "Y-y-yes. O-of course. I was just kidding. I mean we all know that you-know-who is dead." Clarisse gulped realizing she just made the problem worse.
"Wait, when did we ever mention he-who-must-not-be-named," asked Fred and George at the same time. Celina always wondered how they did that without even planning to do that. " Nevermind what she said!" screamed Celina obviously annoyed at the moment. She pushed the two boys away from her and saw the one and only Harry Potter. He was very short compared to Celina, so she had to bend down to talk to him. "Well if it isn't Mr. Harry Potter. How you doing, Harry? I'm Celina Black-Lestrange," She tried to be friendly to him, but obviously he didn't want to answer her. He just stared at her as if she had something on her face. " Have something on my face now," she joked in which he quickly responded. "No, Celina!" His pale face immediately turned to a crimson red. She giggled at his embarrassment. "Well you sure do. D'you mind showing me your scar? Wow, that sure is nice. Well, it was nice meeting you, but I better fix the little chaos over there," she couldn't help but smile at the little boy who was just obviously in love with her looks! Celina ruffled his hair and walked to where Arthur Weasley and Lucius were arguing about something that had to do with 'being a disgrace' and stuff like that.
"Uncle Lucius! We need to buy Draco's second year books now!"
"Not until Arthur realizes that he is a disgrace to the wizarding world."
"Lucius, we have to get our books now."
"OHH THAT'S IT," Arthur Weasley exclaimed lunging at Lucius Malfoy. From the Weasley's side, they were chanting "Go get him, dad!" or "Punch him in the face!". On the Malfoys' side they were yelling "LUCIUS. LUCIUS. LUCIUS…" or "Go get 'em, dad!" Annabelle and Clarisse were just laughing there arses off! Celina rolled her eyes at them.
"You guys! Everyone is staring at us!"
"They've been staring at you, Celina. You really do look like your mum."
"Annabelle! What do we do?"
"Use your magic? Duh."
"Oh, yeah. Great idea, Annabelle." She pulled out her wand pointing it at Arthur Weasley.
At that, Arthur Weasley was 'stunned' and unconscious. They were all shocked at how mastered she was in non-verbal spells. Though, it was something she could do in her sleep.
"Uncle Lucius, I think that's enough," Celina sighed.
"C'mon Draco, we're too good to even be associating with these people." The Malfoys walked away glaring at the Weasleys, but have forgotten about their niece and her friends.
"Well, let's go then," sighed Annabelle. She was tired of all of the unnecessary arguments.
"Okay then. You coming Celina?"
"Um, can I look a book first? I'll meet you guys at Twilfitt and Tatting's." The two girls nodded and strolled over until Celina couldn't see her two friends. She walked over to where the Weasleys were with her wand in her hands. She went up to Arthur, who was still unconscious. Pointing the wand to his body, she gave it a light swish and he regained consciousness.
"Um, hello."
"Nice family you got there.."
"Not really," she responded to the bruised man. She brought her wand to his face. "Episkey~" The bruises began to vanish and the man looked refreshed. To make them stop staring at her, she started an even awkward-er conversation.
"The Malfoy's aren't really my family, Narcissa is just my aunt."
"I've heard a lot about you. You're the infamous Bellatrix Lestrange's daughter. A lot about you."
Celina felt embarrassed of the rumours they always spread about her mother. She wasn't ALL that bad. Well, she did teach her daughter the three Unforgivable Curses before she can even walk, but still she loved her. "Yeah. I've heard them too. Anyways, I'm really sorry about the way they were acting. When they started making fun of you guys and your money I saw that it started to get too far. I get mad when they start doing that,"
"We do too." Now that, made Celina's eyes widen. She truly felt sorry for them. She began digging through bag and pulled out a really loaded coin purse. Celina put an enlargement charm in it to fit all her money in it. She hauled out three handfuls of Galleons (don't forget her hands are really long). She wrapped it up with a loose bag in her bag. She kept those just in case. Celina kindheartedly offered the bag to the redhead family which they rejected.
"Please, take it."
"Are you sure? I mean, that's a lot of money.."
"Don't worry about it. This is pretty much just my monthly allowance!"
"Okay." Mrs. Weasley took the bag with a look of guilt in her eyes.
"I'm serious. You can have it all." Celina smiled with my innocent smile to make them forget about the horrible first impression.
"Thank you so much, sweetheart. How can you possibly be in Slytherin?"
"You know, there are a few reasons." She winked and waved making sure they got the message that she was sorted in there for a lot of reasons.