Hey , so I got a few messages saying my story was crap and not worth reading, I didnt feel like writing the story anymore, but from encouragement from my friend, I decided to write two or three more chapters, maybe then It will get interesting? IDK! If after 3 more chapters you still feel that this story is bad, then I will take it down? I don't want to give up on this story so early. I kind of like its plot. So here it goes. And please tell me what you think of this story.
Disclaimer: All characters (except my OCs) belong to J. .
Almost my entire story is in Arianne's POV, if otherwise, I will specify.
Chapter 4 –MEETING FAMILY? :
I arrived in London that evening, hired two taxi cars to fit our entire luggage and went to Elli's new home in surrey. It was a pretty cottage near Surrey, with a small garden out front, three bedrooms and a small dining room/parlor. Uncle Eddy and Aunt Jane were in the white and red master bedroom; Uncle Sean and little John were sharing a grey and green bedroom which had bunk beds. I was staying in Elli's room, which was a cute baby pink and white. While Uncle Sean and Uncle Eddy brought all our bags inside and went out to shop for food, Aunt Jane made us kids take a bath, change into clean clothes while she started setting up the kitchen for cooking. In a few hours the kitchen looked perfect, and we were helping her put away things, when Uncle Sean & Eddy returned loaded with groceries. They let us kids, explore the house and play, whilst dinner was cooking, so John and Elliot started running around the house playing tag.
I went into Elli's room and collapsed on the floor crying my heart out, letting all the unshed tears flow. The only thing I could think about was that she may be dead by now. That man might have killed her. What kind of a person was I? Going off to live in London, when she was getting killed by a horrible man? I wish I could go back, to protect her. She has been there for me always. My teacher, my Trainer, my friend, my confidante, my mother and my world. I missed her and I couldn't do anything about it but cry, and that is exactly what I did, I cried for hours and hours, till I couldn't cry any more. Later Aunt Jane came to call us to dinner and saw me in this state, So she brought and fed me some food and put me in bed, where I cried some more and fell asleep.
That night I dreamed I was in a grand house, with many beautiful decorations, there, my mother stood, dressed in the most beautiful pale pink dress, along with another woman who appeared to be very elegant, almost like a queen. I ran up to my mom and hugged her and started crying. Mom hugged me back and started petting my head and said "Lia my darling, mon petit', don't cry. Shhh! It's all going to be alright. I will always be with you, in your heart, I am alive. Hush darling, I love you."
I knew this was a dream, but I felt relieved sitting near mom, hugging her. I asked her never to leave me. Suddenly the elegant woman cleared her throat and looked at mom, mom started talking to me hurriedly, she wanted me to take care of myself, and she said I had to be careful when I stay with my father, never reveal to them that I am anything different. The people that their family associated with were dangerous people, who sought power, who wanted to destroy muggles. She told me these people were power hungry, and that I would grow up to become a powerful witch. She said she was sent to me to warn me to choose the side I was on carefully as that would set the course for how the future played out." Look into people's hearts before you judge them or trust them Lia. Remember what I told you, choosing the light does not mean you abandon those who are in the dark. Rather, it means bringing those whom you love to the light, however deep they may be trapped in the dark. I know you will fulfill the prophecy mon trognon. I need to leave darling, my time with you is coming to end. Arianne, come child meet the woman you were named after, Arianne Jean Esmeralda, your grandmother." She said, leading me to the elegant woman, who bent down and hugged me. I had always heard mom tell me about my grandmother, her beauty, grace and compassion. She was more beautiful than mom described her to be. She looked not a day older than 30, with the loveliest face, honey brown eyes, Brown wavy hair that was tied up in a flower bun. She wore a bright yellowish gold dress, which made her appear even more like a queen.
"Arianne Oralia, I am so glad I meet my granddaughter at last. My! You look very pretty, just like your mother and aunt. You have a pure heart my child, and a great destiny. Your mother and I will be looking out for you. This ring is my birthday present to you. We must leave now, be at peace, stay strong and enjoy life ma fifille." And then, they left in a blink, and I woke up with a start and wondered about the dream I had. I thought it was a dream, till I saw the red and blue stone ring on my finger. So this wasn't a dream? Mother and grandmother were here to see me? But Grandmere was dead a long while before I was born. Does that mean, mother is d… dead? Thinking this made me want to cry, but I remembered mom asked me to stay strong. I will stay strong, I will remember the happy memories of mom nothing else. Mother seemed so happy, beautiful and radiant now unlike when she was worried about that vision. She was safe with grandmere. She is here in my heart, and is looking over me. She wouldn't want me to cry and be sad. I will be a brave and good girl for her." And fell asleep peacefully after many sleepless nights.
The next day the bigger luggage like furniture arrived and we started unpacking and arranging things in the cottage. While uncle Sean, Uncle Eddy and aunt Jane lifted, pushed and arranged the bigger things like tables, beds, and cupboards, Elli and I helped with the smaller stuff like sweeping, dusting, and moving smaller things like chairs. Later in the week Elli and I helped Aunt Jane with the small garden at the front of the house, de-weeding and clearing it so we could start planting new seeds. The day after we finished clearing the garden, we went to the market to look for saplings and seeds. We selected a nice variety of flower saplings and seeds, and vegetable seeds and got home and started planting them.
The next day, Elli and me were watering the plants, when a big black car, with black tinted windows stopped in front of the cottage. A tall man with long black hair, pale skin, wearing a Black coat, black trousers, black shirt and a serious expression got down from the car and approaches us and looking directly at me (curiously) says "I assume one you young ladies is Ms. Arianne Oralia Thomas?" and Elli points at me and runs inside to call Aunt Jane. Before Aunt Jane comes, I go up to him and ask him if he is my father. He looks at me gravely and says he is not my father, but is here to take me to him. Before I could ask him who he is, Aunt Jane comes out the front door, introduces herself and gestures for me to go inside. I went inside, and seeing Elli already at the window, I go up to her and we both tried to see the strange man talking to Aunt Jane. After discussing for a while, the man takes out some papers from his coat pocket and showed them to Aunt Jane, which she read carefully. Finally she welcomed the man inside the house, and told me that he was here to take me to my father, and asked me to get ready and asked Ell to help me pack my stuff.
We rushed upstairs and started putting all my clothes back into my travel bags. The bag, which mother gave me for my birthday was as usual already across my shoulders, as I never took off that bag, except for when I was sleeping. Even then it was tucked safely under my pillow. We dragged the travel bag all the way to the top of the stairs, when Elli and I hugged, knowing we may not see each other as often. Ell started sobbing and hugged me tighter, and then we dragged my bag to the door where the black haired man was standing. He took the bag from me and said he will give me a few moments with my friends and went to wait beside the car. Aunt Jane wished me good luck with my life, hugged me and asked me to be a good girl. After hugging Ell for one last time, I went and sat in the car and waved to them till we were out of sight.
The journey seemed to take a while, taking us from surrey, through streets with neat rows of bigger buildings through more scenic places in London and then, through streets with much bigger buildings which appeared more like mini castles. I was curious and asked the man beside me "where are we going? Does my father live in a mini castle? What is your name? When will we reach?" he looked at me with the same serious expression and told me that his name is Severus Snape, he is a family friend, we were going to my father's house, which will take us at least 20 minutes more to reach. I nodded and returned to looking out of the window again. Severus Snape seemed strange to me, he never even smiled at me, but I remembered what mom told me in my dream and many times during my childhood and decided I wouldn't judge him as a bad man in just one meeting. While I was thinking all this, I didn't even notice when we stopped, but we were there in front of the biggest, grandest building I had ever seen till my car door was opened and Mr. Severus snape helped me get out of the car. We stepped into the house, into a long room, with green and silver decorations. Each and every room I saw looked expensively decorated yet elegant. Mr. Snape asked me to wait in a huge room with several green velvet couches while he informed my father that I arrived.
While I was waiting there, I started looking around the room with the walls painted a dark green(almost looked like black) color on which hung magical pictures and portraits. The room decorated in green, silver and black color pattern. A ginormous chandelier hung above the room. As I was inspecting a room, I bumped into someone, "OW!" and we both fell to the floor. I look up to see a tall, dark skinned boy around my age, He was fuming that I bumped into him and started shouting. Although I apologized, he was still angry and I didn't know what to say. Seeing me on the verge of tears, the boy came up to me, and said it was ok and asked me my name and what I was doing here. I introduced myself and he introduced himself as" Blaise Zabini"
So that was chapter four, where shemeets the potions professor and Blaise, what happens next? Read on to find out.