Sunday Morning; 8 AM.

"ELLA! FRANCO WAKE UP!" Anthony Campelli's voice echos through the halls of the Campelli mansion.

"Ten more minutes..." Ella mumbles, turning over onto her stomach. Anthony pushes her bedroom door open,

"GET UP! You're going to miss the train!" Anthony exclaims. Ella groans and picks up her wand off the counter, "You can't use magic you prat! You're underage!" Anthony smirks walking over to Ella's bed.

"Get out of my room you prick!" Ella groans grabbing a pillow and throwing it back at her older brother.

"You missed... how did you make Quidditch with an arm like that?" Anthony smirks.

"I'm a beater..." Ella replies inaudibly, "I don't need to have a good arm..." Ella adds, shutting her eyes a second time. Anthony huffs and walks around to the other side of her bed.

"Get up Ella..." he says, standing above her.

"Nooo..." Ella replies, "I don't want to go to school, I don't want to wake up, I don't want to...talk." she mutters, her face pushed into the pillow.

"Suit yourself." Anthony shrugs. Ella breathes out and pulls her blankets up; thinking she's finally alone. Anthony grins at his little sister and plops himself down on her back; since she's lying on her stomach. Ella coughs a few times,

"Bloody hell! Get your fat arse off of me!" Ella groans, trying to get her older brother off of her. Anthony smirks and stands up,

"Get up. Lucius and Narcissa are dropping Draco here. We're taking him to school." Ella sits up, scratching her head and looking at her older brother,

"You're not driving the muggle car again.... last time you did that you nearly had us all kill-...Draco's coming here?!" Ella exclaims once realization hits her. Anthony rolls his eyes,

"Yes, Draco Malfoy is coming here. Lucius and father need to talk. So I'm taking you all to the Platform. And yes, I'm driving a muggle car." Ella looks up at her older brother,

"Are you trying to kill me?" she questions, twirling a piece of her long black hair around a pale finger.

"No, but that'd be a bonus." Anthony smirks, "Why do you hate Draco so much?"

"He's a mini version of you! Besides the fact that he has blonde hair..." Ella mumbles, "But you remember first year, when he stole your cologne and slicked his hair back like you used to." she adds, swinging her legs out of bed and standing up.

"Well the boy has good taste. I don't see why he wouldn't want to be like me." Anthony smirks, sitting on the end of Ella's bed. Ella rolls her eyes,

"A little full of yourself I see..." Ella mutters, picking out a black jean skirt, a white v-neck and a green plaid shirt.

"Well... I was one of the sexiest students at that school..." Anthony smirks. Ella rolls her eyes in disgust,

"Get out of my room, I'll be down in a few minutes." she spats, tossing her clothes onto her bed. Anthony rolls his eyes and walks out of her room, slamming the door behind him, "Arse..." Ella mutters and changes into the outfit.

A few minutes later, Ella trudges out of her room; deciding that her brother could and would carry her suitcases to the car. She heard her father talking with Lucius Malfoy, and rolled her eyes; she has never liked Lucius and Narcissa Malfoy.

"Ah here comes my daughter now... say hello Ella." Ella's father smiles as Ella walks down the stairwell. Lucius, Narcissa and Draco's eyes divert up to her.

"'Ello..." she mutters, walking down the few remaining steps.

"My god you look like your mother..." Narcissa Malfoy smiles softly, looking at Ella curiously. Ella smiles softly,

"Thank you Mrs. Malfoy but I'd prefer it if my mother was left out of the conversation." Ella spats, her mother is a touchy topic.

"Understandable..." Narcissa nods, as Lucius protectively wraps his arm around her. Mario Campelli scratches his head and wraps his arm around his daughter's shoulders.

"Where's your brother?" he questions his youngest daughter,

"I don't know... he burst into my room this morning then I kicked him out... I think he's upstairs." Ella said as a loud thud echoed through the room. "That was him." She adds, glancing up at her father. Mario rolls his eyes.

"Hello Isabella." Lucius says, his face emotionless. Ella nods,

"Hello Mr. Malfoy..." Ella says, letting her lips curl into a fake smile. Draco's eyes wander Ella; up, down, and back up. Ella looks at him and rolls her eyes, "What're you staring at?" Ella snaps. Draco looks up at her,

"Nothing...bloody hell..." he mutters.

"You're such a prat..." Ella huffs under her breath.

"Hello to you too..." Draco huffs, wearing a grey long sleeve sweater and a pair of black pants.

The sound of the Campelli's "muggle" car is heard from the foyer. All five people turn and look towards the front door.

"Looks as if Anthony got my luggage already..." Ella purses her lips then kisses her fathers cheek. "Bye father, tell Ana I said 'ello." she smiles a little as Franco, the youngest Campelli, runs down the stairs,

"Hi dad! Bye dad! Hi Malfoy's! Bye Malfoys!" He smiles and bolts out the front door.

"He's such a pest of a fifth year..." Ella huffs.

"You two behave, understand?" Narcissa says, Draco and Ella roll their eyes at each other.

"As if I would ever snog Draco..." the raven haired girl mutters,

"What was that?" Draco questions, raising his eyebrow.

"Nothing. Goodbye Mr. and Mrs. Malfoy." Ella smirks and walks out the front door, flipping her hair over her shoulder.

"No I control the radio, Anthony!" Franco yells, smacking Anthony's hand away.

"Bloody hell you twit, this is my car. I'll control the radio!" Anthony says, holding his wand at Franco's throat. Ella sighs and climbs into the car, next to her pet snake and little brother. She looks at her snake, Cassandra; named for her mother. Speaking in Parseltongue, a family trait, Ella sighs,

"It's going to be a long year..."