*I do not own any Harry Potter Characters*
May 11, 1991
Hello, my name is Bellatrix Anne Malfoy and I am ten years old, turning eleven in a few days. I have a twin brother named Draco and we look exactly alike, except for our eyes. His are a soft bluish-gray and mine are purple with silver flecks. Our parents are Narcissa and Lucius Malfoy of the Most Ancient and Proud House of Malfoy. We are what people in our society call purebloods. Some people would say that we are a normal English family, but we have a secret.
Our family belongs to the world of the magical, and yes I mean everything you can think of: fairies, goblins, dragons, trolls, unicorns, vampires, and wizards, and so much more. The magical world has stayed hidden for millennia; we go back all the way to Merlin. Our kind has lived in peace, that peace only being disturbed when there was the rise of a Dark Lord or during the witch hunts of the 17th century. Of course the muggles-non magical humans- only managed to get rid of a handful of us.
The most recent Dark Lord came to power about five years before we were born, in 1976, he called himself Lord Voldemort. And the wizarding world called him You Know Who or He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named. His followers called him the Dark Lord or Master. My parents were part of his group of followers, called Death Eaters, and we fought the Light wizards and their leader Albus Dumbledore. He is also the headmaster at the school that we will be attending.
Anyway, everything was going downhill for the Light, the Dark Lord was winning, but on Halloween 1981 he visited the Potters. And according to my mother and father he was defeated by the disgusting half-blood Harry Potter. How in the bloody hell does a one year old defeat the greatest dark lord in history? But enough about the Dark Lord let me tell you about Hogwarts.
When a wizard turns eleven, they attend Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. A wizard will attend for several years, until the age of maturity-seventeen. And while we are there we learn about everything the magical world has to offer: potions, transfiguration, charms, defense against the dark arts, herbology, flying, divination, arithmancy, and ancient runes.
Mine and Draco's favorite subjects are DADA and Potions, but probably because our Uncle Severus is the Potions Master at Hogwarts, and DADA because well a dark family needs to know the dark arts.
Now based on what I said earlier about half-bloods, let me tell you I can barely tolerate them. And I absolutely hate the mudbloods. My parents say that I take after my aunt Bellatrix when it comes to the Dark Lord and blood purity, but I take it as a compliment. *
May 15, 1991
Happy Birthday to Me! Happy Birthday to Me! Happy Birthday to me and Draco! Happy Birthday to Us!
When I woke up this morning I had to keep in my squeal of excitement, squealing is not suitable for a pureblood. I climbed out of bed and ran across the hall to my older bothers-by three minutes- room. I jumped on his bed any yelled,
"Draco! Get up! We get our Hogwarts letters today!"
"Ugh, go way Bella, it's too early to get up, and we don't have lessons today."
"I'm not leaving until you get up." I stated with a pout on my face and my puppy dog eyes. There was no way he could resist my puppy dog stare, and I was right, he caved.
"…Fine." He sighed and got up to walk over to his dresser. "I'll see you down stairs."
"Yay." I jumped up and ran back into my room to put on the new robes I got just for my birthday. It's a tradition for me and Draco to get what I call 'birthday robes' every year. This year they were a deep purple silk with silver stitching that matched my eyes perfectly. Draco's robes are probably gray or silver this year then. But I was wrong, when I met him outside the dining room I noticed that he had on deep emerald green robes with golden stitching on the sleeves. Wow those look nice, I thought.
Right as Draco lifted his hand to knock on the closed double doors our house elf Dobby opened the doors. Draco and I think he tries to hard. When we walked in we saw our father seated at the head of the table while talking quietly to our mother who was seated on his right side. As they heard the door open their conversation ended and they looked towards us.
"You look wonderful, my darlings." My mother told us as she looked over our robes.
"Good morning father, mother." Draco and I stated simultaneously, as we sat down across from each other at the table.
"We will be going into Diagon Alley today to pick up your school supplies after Severus comes over for lunch." Father informed us.
"Would Masters like to be eating breakfast now?" Flabella, another one of our house elves, asked.
"Yes, Flabella." My mother stated before starting a conversation with Draco and I. "When we go into Diagon Alley today we will getting your wands, robes, and school supplies. Severus will take you to retrieve your potions kits; he knows which are the best."
"Can we get our wands first?" I looked over at Draco when he said this, and I could tell he was just as excited as I was to get rid of our practice wands. Our own wands would be so much better than the old practice wands or stealing our parents' wands.
"Yes, that will be our first stop, and then we shall go to Madam Malkin's." Father told us without looking up from this morning's edition of the Daily Prophet. HARRY POTTER TO GO TO HOGWARTS it read, ugh Harry bloody Potter is going to be in our year.
That was the last of our conversation during breakfast as we all preferred to eat in silence. After breakfast we all went our separate ways: Father to his study, Mother to the drawing room, Draco to the quittich pitch, and me to the family library. I absolutely loved reading. (Hogwarts letter's came during breakfast)
After finding a book on Dark Curses and how to use them I sat down in the chair by the fire and read for about three hours before Draco came and told me that Severus was coming through the floo. Setting my book down I followed my brother out of the library and down the stairs just in time to see Uncle Sev step out of the fire place. I ran over to him and jumped to give him a hug while squealing, "Sev."
"Nice to see you to Ana Bell, happy birthday." Severus always called me Ana Bell because he never liked my aunt Bellatrix after she married Uncle Rodolphus and went kind of crazy. "Happy birthday Draco." He told my brother as he set me down to give my brother a welcoming hug.
"So what did you get us? We haven't opened anything today so let's get a move on." I told him while dragging him into the family room. He just chuckled at my antics.*
Stepping into the family I noticed my mother and father already there with our presents on the table, Draco's wrapped in black and silver and mine wrapped in green and silver. Our future house colors. Severus greeted Lucius and Narcissa before we sat down to start opening our presents.
"Now just so you know, we didn't buy either of you a broom this year because according to the Hogwarts rules first year students are not allowed a broom stick." Father informed us. With that he and mother handed us our presents, but we took them with a frown on our face because we knew that the best gift wouldn't be there.
Twenty minutes later we had our presents opened. I loved all of mine, there was a lot of jewelry and books; my two favorite things. My favorite though was the necklace that Draco got me, a golden heart shaped locket with a sapphire diamond in the middle, if I opened it up it showed a picture of me and Draco when we first learned to fly when we were five. The other side was a picture of the family that was taken about four months ago. It was beautiful and I never wanted to take it off.
I think Draco's favorite gift was the silver ring I got him with a serpent in strike position with bright rubies for eyes. It is similar to the ring of Salazar Slytherin except Slytherin's serpent had green eyes.*
We apparated to Diagon Alley, and let me say I absolutely love apparating, the feeling you get when you think you can't breathe to suddenly come out in a completely different place. It's wonderful how your one place then ending up a place miles away in the blink of an eye.
So first stop, Ollivander's, he's the wand maker. Walking in the bell chimed above the door, you could see piles and piles of dusty rectangular boxes throughout the store, and you could smell the wood. Great, I thought, I've been here not even one minute and I already don't like it. Then an old man that I'm guessing to be Ollivander came out, he had crazy white hair and a slightly dazed look about him. And when he spoke his voice was quiet and had a dreamy quality to it.
"Bellatrix and Draco Malfoy, a pleasure to see you, here for your wands I assume."
Of course were here for our bloody wands you idiot, that's the only thing you sell.
"Ah, and Mr. and Mrs. Malfoy, I remember your wands well; ten and three quarter inches, holly and the claw of a griffin, very sturdy and strong. And Mrs. Malfoy; nine and one eights inches, birch and the tail of a unicorn, very swishy and great for charms work."
"Yes, well our children would like their wands please." Father told him, it doesn't seem like he likes the man very much.
"Yes, yes, well ladies first, now which arm is your wand arm child?"
"Left." And with that a roll of measuring tape came forward and measured all sorts of things. I don't see why my shoe size and the distance between my eye brows affect my wand. But whatever.
"Ok, try this." He handed me a light brown wand, almost white in color. "Holly, ten inches, core of a unicorn. Just give it a swish and flick." Nothing happened. This went on for almost twenty minutes, and with each wand the wood got darker and darker.
"This is one of the darker wands, but let's gives it a try yeah." He handed me a wand that almost looked to be black. "Blackwood, eleven inches, core of basilisk venom." I stood there gob smacked, how do you get basilisk venom into a wand? Where did he even find the basilisk? I didn't even grab the wand I was so shocked. My father had to push me forward saying 'go on' with what seemed like a little awe in his voice.
When I grabbed onto the wand I felt a rush of coldness run through the body and I shivered. But not a bad cold, it was almost comforting to me. And I didn't even have to do that swish and flick, the second I grabbed onto the wand black and silver sparks shot out. I was almost giddy when I realized that this was my wand.
"Well…the wand chooses the wizard…hmmm…interesting, very interesting." I really wanted to ask what was so interesting but I didn't dare, it was Draco's turn now.
"Is your wand hand your left hand to, young Mr. Malfoy?"
"Yes." And the process started all over again, but as my wand colors got darker his got lighter.
"Try this one, yew, eleven inches, core of basilisk skin." Ok, where is he getting these cores of basilisks from? Wasn't the last one sighted over 50 years ago? And once again, there was no swish and flick needed the red and black sparks flew out of the wand on their own accord.
"…Powerful wands your children are wielding Lord Malfoy…powerful wands indeed…very interesting."
"Yes, well the price if you please Ollivander." My mother asked.
"Yes, yes, that will be 18 galleons." My mother practically shoved the money into his hands and we high tailed it out of their. Still maintaining the Malfoy poise. Draco and I were still shocked with our new wands, but we kept them inside our robes as we walked towards Madam Malkin's after our parents.
What will happen next, how will the twins react to Harry Potter? And the train ride? Will there be enemies or allies in the first year students of Hogwarts? To Be Continued…
