A/N: Okay, so this is a bit longer than the beginning! :) I hope you like it..
Belladonna pulled her curly, black hair back into a bun on the top of her head. It was September the first. She was off to Hogwarts.
She couldn't be happier. Almost all of her life, she had been waiting for this moment, to get away from everything, to get away from this house, to get away from her mother, to get away from the visitors. It had seemed to have taken an eternity, but now the time had come, the time for her to escape.
She checked her trunk once more, despite the fact that she had unpacked and repacked it numerous times, over the past week, to check that everything was there. She took her wand from her short pockets, quickly buckled her trunk shut, and then levitated it down the numerous flights of stairs of the Lestrange Mansion, grabbing her owl from off her table. (A/N: she has been taught magic by Bellatrix)
"Mother, I'm ready," Belladonna whispered, looking at the floor, avoiding her mothers piercing glare. Bellatrix walked over, and grabbed her daughter by her arm, pulling her out into the drive, and she turned, apparating herself and her Belladonna to Platform 9 and 3/4, before quickly disappearing again. Belladonna had known that her mother wouldn't stay to say goodbye in the station - she was a convicted murderer, and the Ministry would be onto her before she could say 'Voldemort'. She received a few startled glances, as it seemed that an eleven year old had just apparated herself to the station, but she ignored them.
Donna rubbed her arm, where Bellatrix had gripped her, and she grabbed her trunk, pulling it towards the huge, scarlet steam train. She had five minutes before the it was due to leave.
She managed to haul the her luggage up onto the train, and through the door, and she set off in search of a compartment. Soon enough, Donna came to one with a couple of boys, and she slid the door open. "E-excuse me, could I sit here?" she asked.
"Sure, come on in!" one replied. Donna shut the door and levitated her trunk into the rack above their heads, to the astonishment of the boys, and she remained standing at the door, unsure of what to do.
"I'm James Potter," one said, sticking out his hand for Donna to shake. James Potter was almost identical to his father, minus the scar and glasses.
"Hello, I'm Belladonna. Belladonna Lestrange," she replied, and his face dropped.
"What did you just say?" It was more a statement than a question, and Donna could see the anger, etched onto his face.
"I-I'm Bellado-"
"I heard what you said, you stupid girl!" he spat.
Donna blinked in shock. "Excuse me, but you don't even know me!"
"Oh, but I do know you. Your mother is Bellatrix Lestrange, am I right?"
"Y-yes…"
"Well GET THE HELL OUT OF OUR COMPARTMENT, YOU DEATH EATER SCUM!" he roared, leaping from his seat, his face inches from hers. Donna backed into the door tried to speak, but all that she could emit was a terrified squeak. Wasn't this the exact sort of thing that she had been trying to escape for the past eleven years? Her whole life, all that ever happened was people shouting at her,
"James! Seriously, you don't need to talk to her like that…" said the other boy, who had remained silent up until this point.
"You Albus, you can shut up right now," he ordered, pointing behind his back. He grabbed Donna by the scruff of her robes, opened the door and shoved her out of the compartment, and into the corridor. She slammed into the door of the opposite compartment, and slid to the ground. "You stay right out there, okay?" he yelled, before shoving her trunk out behind her, hitting her in the stomach with it.
She tried to blink back the tears that were forming in her eyes, unsure of what to do. Those in the neighbouring compartments had heard all of what was going on, they all knew who she was. She glanced up at the staring faces, and many drew the curtains on the windows.
Donna tried to fight back the tears that threatened to spill over, and she clambered to her feet, and straightened out her robes, before setting off in search of an empty compartment. Before she could even make it to the next carriage along, however, she heard footsteps behind her, and she turned to see who it was. Oh, it was the other boy from the compartment.
"Belladonna, is it?" he asked, putting a hand on her shoulder to stop her. She nodded her head and looked at her hands, wringing them nervously. "I'm Albus Potter," he said kindly. "Ignore my prat of a brother. He doesn't know when to shut up, sometimes. Is it your first year too?" Again, she only nodded, before looking up into those startlingly green eyes. "Lets go and find another compartment." He grabbed the handle of Donna's trunk, and helped her pull it along.
Perhaps it wasn't all going to be bad. Maybe, she had found a friend, a friend that she needed now, more than ever before.
A/N: Yes, I know I've made out that James is a bit of an idiot, BUT he will get better.. don't worry, i'm not a James hater at all! :)
Please review now that theres actually some substance to the story! :)
Lots of Love
Leah x
