Harry opened his eyes to see a pair of big blue ones staring at him. He jumped up, and put on his glasses. "Who're you!" he cried, his eyes wide in shock. He'd only been at Grimmauld Place for a month now, and people where somehow getting into the most protected house in the world.
"My name's Belle. Belle Navy. I'm Hermione's cousin. Don't worry; I'm a witch too." said Belle, sitting down on Harry's bed. "Oh. So you've come to visit Hermione then?" said Harry, somewhat relaxed now. "No, I'm actually moving in. Hermione said I could. I've only just left home. My mum's been home-schooling me in magic till now." Said Belle. As Harry got a better look at her he noticed she had a lot of freckles. She had smooth, long black hair that went down to about the middle of her back. Her eyes reminded him of a crayon he'd used once when he was younger; A deep blue that looked like the ocean.
"Oh. Well, I'll talk to you soon. I sorta need to change." said Harry, standing up. "Oh! I'm sorry. I'll go find Hermione. Bye!" said Belle happily, flashing Harry a big smile. Harry smiled back and waved good-bye. She seemed very nice. Pretty. The complete opposite of Hermione, though. Harry pulled on a pair of jeans, socks, and a black T-Shirt.
As He walked out of his room, he was greeted by Hermione. "Oh, Harry! I should've asked about Belle first! I'm so sorry! Are you upset?" said Hermione, a worried look on her face. "Uh...No. She can stay. I'm not upset at all. How old is she? She looks about Ginny's age." said Harry. "She's about a month younger then me. I havn't seen her since last summer. She won't be a bother, I promise. She's really nice and she won't invade your privacy and-" "Too late." said Harry, cutting Hermione off.
"What do you mean?" said Hermione, an eyebrow arched. "I woke up this morning and she was staring me in the face." said Harry, shrugging. It didn't seem all that bad now. Just a little startleing. "Oh, you've got to be kidding me!" cried Hermione. She ran off muttering, looking for Belle, he assumed. Harry shrugged and went downstairs into the kitchen. Hermione was already there, scolding Belle.
"You were watching him sleep!" she cried, her eyes wider then Harry had ever seen them. Belle rolled her eyes and sighed. "It was for two seconds! Calm down Hermione! I was seeing if he was fake sleeping or not. I do that all the time, even when there's no one there to see if I am or not." said Belle. I do that sometimes. Thought Harry. "So! That's a complete invasion of privacy! You're not going to be able to stay here if you're going to be like this!" cried Hermione. "Yes, she can. There's nothing going on in my room, so there's nothing for her to see." said Harry, now stepping out from the door way.
Hermione jumped. "I didn't hear you come in! Did you hear all of that?" said Hermione, blushing. "Hermione, all of Europe heard you." said Belle, standing up and walking out of the room. "I'm sorry...I've just been under some pressure lately." said Hermione, running her hands through her hair. "Something going on with you and Ron?" said Harry. "Yes...He seems a bit...distant lately. I don't know what it is! You know, next year is our last year at Hogwarts. Ron's talking about how he wants us to be more serious about eachother...How he can picture us married." said Hermione, sitting down in a chair.
"The whole school could picture you two married. So can I. Before you even started dating you acted like an old married couple." said Harry, sitting down next to her. Hermione gave him a little smile. He knew she'd be fine in a few minutes, so he told her he was going to go get to know Belle.
He left the kitchen, and found her in the room that the twins had been in the previous summer. She was laying on the bed, just looking up at the ceiling. Harry knocked on the door, and she immediatly looked up. "Oh! Hello. I'm sorry about...earlier." said Belle, looking nervous. "It's nothing." said Harry, entering the room and sitting in a chair next to the bed. "I really don't mind...Are you going to be at Hogwarts with us?" asked Harry, trying to start conversation. "Yeah. I've even been sorted already: Gryffindor. Hermione was really happy...probablly not now, she's so mad at me." said Belle, looking at her lap.
"No, no, no! She's not mad. She's just under a lot of pressure right now with her boyfriend." Said Harry, putting a hand on her shoulder, reasuring her. "If you say so..." said Belle. She hugged Harry and smiled, then left the room.
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