Please be gentle second story on
Disclaimer: The characters all belong to Stephanie Meyers and J.k Rowling. Even though I wish Harry belonged to me if you know what I'm saying (wink wink) Enjoy! And review!The chapters will be way longer this is just what you need to know about bella so you don't get too confused.
-Complex Jigsaw
BPov
Vampires are idiots. That was my whole conclusion on the stupid species. No other word would fit any better that just the word stupid or anything else connected to their lack of knowledge. I mean who lives a girl in the forest alone just to say goodbye. He could've at least told me at the door or something, but no he had to be a stupid asshole like most vampires are and leave my ass in the woods for dead. He is so lucky that I am a witch and can defend otherwise its night night for Bella! Anyways I might need to just tell you the whole thing otherwise you're just going to be stuck on stupid the whole time. My real name is Isabella Sleazer (what type of parent names their child this apparently my father) Riddle. And you heard correctly riddle. My so-called father is the infamous Voldemart or as I like to call him 'The man that stalks little kids' I mean come on he is basically stalking this potter kid, and I know about the prophecy and everything but really? The bad guy never wins and he should just get that into his pasty, murderous, ugly, head.
And just so you know I thank God every day that I don't look like 'The man that stalks little kids'. He is like so gross looking, and I know for sure that I am so happy that I don't have to look in the mirror everyday and just throw up all over the place. Because I am absolutely certain that he avoids mirrors at all cost. Because I know that I would if I was him just so that I don't have to waste magic on cleaning up my vomit every day. Unlike my father I am beautiful, and I don't mean that in a vain way because personally I hate stuck up bitches. I mean it in a matter a fact type way. I have creamy pale skin while HE has that weird very unattractive scaly skin. I mean has he ever heard of lotion. Anyways I have very, very long hair the color of midnight blue. I know right weird color but hey we can't all have are favorites, but I adore my hair. The only thing is that its floor length. And impossible to cut. My father put a spell on it so it makes it impossible for me to do so. I have tried hundreds of times. It flows in silky curls so its easy to manage on the plus side. I have plump lips the color of an abnormal deep red. My eyes are slanted like a cat and are the same color as my hair, midnight blue. I am a metamporphugus so both my hair and eyes change color based on my emotions, but I don't mind. My eyes are framed with thick lashes the same color of my eyes and hair. I am only 5'3 ½, but my body has curves that supermodels would give a left boob for. And unlike all other witches in the wizarding world I refuse to wear the weird robes. What are we about to do? Take a bath, but I like to wear vintage and dark muggle clothes.
Anyways back to the point at hand, I'm currently on my way to Hogwarts. I have already sent a letter to Professor Dumbledore informing him that I would be attending Hogwarts this term and for the remainder of the school year until I graduate. I wanted to go to school honestly. So I told Professor to inform the staff and the whole student body that I was attending Hogwarts and to tell them of my heritage. Translation: I wanted them to know the real me so that then I would know who my real friends are. I'm on my firebolt, one of the only two in the wizarding world. I heard that the potter kid has the other one. So that kid just keeps on getting better and better in my book. I'm flying at top speed, and enjoying every second of it. And it's not long before I'm already at the gates of Hogwarts. Such a beautiful school I tell you. I have only been here once, and that was only when I was a child so not much to remember. It's already the second week into the school. So I march through the corridors which I tell you right now there are a lot of and I'm just following the scent of food here and Dumby's booming voice. I opened up the double doors, and I hear gasps go all around.
Sorry to stop here folks, but this story is going go to be one of my serious projects. And I want yall to know that the other chapters are going to be wayyyyyyy longer so you can hold your horses and put the saddle back where you found it. This was like a summary. What you need to know before I actually write the full story so please review and I will try to update tomorrow and I promise it will be way longer than this. Be gentle and I'm going to tell you the truth this is my second story on even though I've been on it for over a year so click that review button
-Complex Jigsaw