Chapter 1: Only Bell Left
I hate castles. They remind me of what went on in a certain castle. Who died in a certain castle. Let's just say this, all the members of my immediate family died in a castle. Yes, you heard right, I am the only Bell left. Yippee! No not really. As a matter of fact, I couldn't take staying in England with so many memories of my family, so I moved.
I moved to America. Florida to be exact. I joined the Sweetwater All-stars quidditch team, and I am a chaser. Not just any chaser, the best chaser on my team. I could really care less, though.
The reason why I never have gone back to England is because I am a coward. My friend told me differently right after the battle, but I ignored them. They were saying that I wasn't a coward because I fought and jumped in front of the cruciatus curse when it was about to hit my brother. They also said that I almost died from the cruciatus curse, so that was something to be proud of. Not in my opinion. I would have proud of myself if I would have died instead of them. My mother, father, older brother, and 5 year old triplets shouldn't have died. The triplets weren't even supposed to be there, but all three of them were going to give my mum a hug while she was apparating.
My mum tried to get the 5 year olds home, but before she could, a death eater shot a killing curse and it hit all 4 of them instead of just one person. Then, sensing my dad's weakness from seeing most of his family die, the same death eater killed him. I lost my brother in the midst of people, but that evening, after Voldemort was killed, I found him lying in a heap on the marble floor, dead.
Now that we are in the cheerful mood, I am Katie Bell and welcome to my world. Scratch that, welcome to my "interesting" world.
