A Bell's Heartbreak
Blonde hair, Green eyes, chicken legs; was all I saw as I looked into the mirror in my bedroom preparing for the gossip of old pureblood women that was soon to come.
My mother had laid out this big goofy dress for me to wear to this… tea party (Ugh!), and worst of all it was pink!
All I wanted to wear was a pair of old jeans and an old quidditch jersey, but no. The way my mother sees it jeans are one of the worst inventions made and a young lady of status should never be seen running around in them.
"Kates hurry up! Mom's getting impatient and you know how she is when she gets like that!" Jared, my brother, said as he knocked on my door.
He was just lucky he didn't have to have tea with a bunch of old snobs and worse yet Slytherins would be there.
I reluctantly slipped on the dress and shoes that went with it not even bothering to look in the mirror ( I definitely did not need to see myself looking like this!). I walked down the spiral staircase all the while wishing that I could just be playing quidditch with Jared instead.
"Oh there you are, Kathryn dear. Come along now we mustn't keep our guests waiting." My mother said with her fake plastered smile that said I'm going to kill you for being late later.
That's me, Kathryn Elizabeth Bell of the most Noble House of Bells. Do you know, Alexander Graham Bell? Invented the telephone? yeah he was my great great great something or another once removed.
My mother expected me to be this person, someone who was just like her. With impeccable manners, great taste, and the perfect pureblood wife to some stuck up pureblood husband who wouldn't give a damn about me.
I know, I know sometimes these marriages work out, I mean just look at my parents. Sure my father isn't home that often but at least they love each other.
Chances are though I won't be happy in an arranged marriage, 90% of the pureblood are Slytherins. I mean yuck who would want to be married to a snake.
My mom wasn't heartless, she said she just wanted me to be happy and she wouldn't arrange a marriage for me if she didn't have to, but how would it look to everyone if I didn't marry a pureblood.
Out of all the Pureblood families only four were non-Slytherins. My family, all of whom were in Ravenclaw except myself, The Longbottoms who were Gryffindors, The Smiths who were Hufflepuffs, and the Davies who were Ravenclaws and also the best friends of my parents.
None of the boys from those families were exactly marriage material. I mean Zacharias Smith was a stinking leech (I don't even have words to describe how awful he is), And Neville even though he is a sweet kid, why would I ever marry him? Roger was probably the best option of the three, I mean at least he played quidditch…
Roger Davies was Ravenclaw's quidditch captain and he was good friends with my brother Jared who was the captain last year before he graduated.
He always came around to play quidditch with Jared over the summer, especially now since Jared had just been signed to the Tutshill Tornadoes. His mother and know-it-all little sister were here today.
"Hello Adelia, Charlotte, How are you?" I said in my best impression of a respectable pureblood lady while kissing them both on the cheek.
The rest of the morning consisted of these greetings with various pureblood ladies and then came the tea.
All of the Slytherin girls especially Pansy Parkinson and Daphne Greengrass, all glared daggers at me the whole time.
I couldn't wait to just go back to school, at least there I would be able to get away from this pureblood mantra.
"They all lived in a sort of hieroglyphic world, where the truth was never said or done or even thought."- The Age of Innocence.
Hey Everyone, I hope you enjoy this! I love quid ditch stories and I love Oliver and Katie. This is kind of a different take with Katie as a pureblood. PLEASE REVIEW! Reviews Encourage me to write and let me know that its worth my time and someone actually cares. The next chapter should be longer this was just a sort of introduction.