Chapter 8:
Bella Pov
A loud whistle awoke me from my stupor. Although it didn't exactly sound like a person whistling, it was more like a… a train. My eyes popped open. "Jenny!" I snapped at the wide and awake girl sitting next to me. "Oh goody. You're finally up." She breathed out, and pulled me into a standing position. "Thanks." I told her, and then I was looking around at our surroundings.
"Uh Jenny? Where are we?" Although I knew exactly where we were. We were at Kings Cross Station. But what I really wanted to know was why we were here. "Oh I'm sorry. I forgot to tell you. Remember back in class when I asked that if you could go back in time, where would you go? Well you told me you wanted to go back to 1965, nice year by the way. Well I have a time turner." She flashed the old stopwatch; well I guess it's a time turner now. In my face.
"Oh well, that explains it. So, do we get on the train or something?" Jenny put the time turner around her neck and nodded. So hand in hand, we bordered the train just as the first group of children came through. "Jenny? Do you do this a lot or something?" I asked her when we got into a compartment. "Yep, but you might just want to be warned. You did the math wrong; your dad didn't start school until 1966. My dad went to school with yours." Jenny explained to me and I groaned.
"Oh damn! Well whatever. Let's just look for my dad." We crawled to the window and looked at the crowding train station. "Hey Bella… What does your dad look like?" Shaking my head, I stared face upon face at all the past people. "My dad? Oh yeah, he sort of kind of looks like those sparkling vampires from Twilight. Really pale skin, snowy blond hair, grey eyes, and lots of swag." Jenny let go of the window ledge and giggled. "So look for a pale vampire with lots of swag? Got it!"
"Swerve!" I yelled out the window, startling some people who were close to the window. Jenny was gazing at a tall blonde man. "That's not my dad. He's supposed to be a kid remember? She nodded and without looking at me spoke. "Here are a few rules. We can interact with people, but we can't let them know who we really are. We cannot change anything! So when we see your dad, don't let him see you." I frowned and stared at the ground. "Oh and Bella, we can only have twenty minutes, so yeah, just wanted to let you know.
Scoffing, I stared out the window and fumed. I was looking forward to seeing the look on his face! "Alright fine! But what if someone were to ask me what house I'm in. What do I say then?"
"Slytherin. Duh." I was going to argue more with her, but just then, the compartment door slid open. Four boys were staring at us in awe. Ugh, get a room! "Hi, can we sit here?" Jenny told them yes and nodded to the seats across from us. I would have told them, but I was pretty confused. One of the boys looked so much like… Harry!
I yelled his name in excitement and threw myself into his arms. "Harry! How did you get here? Do you have a time turner too?" How come everyone has one and I don't? Jenny groaned and pulled me back. Giving me an irritated look, she explained something that had been redder than a tomato. "Bella that's not Harry. He just looks a lot like him." So I stood there, embarrassed far beyond my normal life, and nodded. "I'm soo sorry." I apologized to the boy, but he smirked. It's really weird seeing someone that looks a lot like Harry smirk. It's so unfitting for a shy boy.
"Don't be, there was no harm done. But you did just make my day." He winked at me. Wow. "So what's your names?" Jenny said to the group of boys who were standing there awestruck. "Oh of course, my names James Potter." I squealed a little in my head. This is Harry's dad! "And I'm Remus Lupin." Another handsome boy nodded at us. "I'm Sirius. Sirius Black." He leaned forward and took my hand. Slowly, he raised my hand and pressed his lips to my knuckles. Trying to hide my embarrassing blush, I nodded my head awkwardly. But then I did a double take. "My name is Bella Monroe Malfoy, and this is my friend Jenny Parcel." The guys nodded to themselves and I heard serious whisper, "Even her name is beautiful."
"And I'm Peter Pettigrew." The smallest boy said, and to amuse myself, I winked at him. The guys smirked when Peter squeaked. "You know." I drawled lazily, sliding into one of the seats. "Have you guys ever seen another Malfoy around?" Oh I'm going to be so mad if I got the wrong time period.
James, Sirius, Remus, and Peter all scowled at the floor. I bet my dad wasn't very popular among the other houses. "Yeah, we do." Sirius spoke up first. "He's a bloke too. Lucius Malfoy. Is he your brother or something?" Shaking my head no, I studied James face. Now I get what everyone is always saying! Harry really does look like his dad. They're like a complete carbon copy, not counting the eyes. Harry has the best green eyes, whereas James has a liquid topaz.
James must have noticed me staring, because he looked at me and smirked. "So, who's Harry?" Uh... Is this bad? Looking over my left shoulder, I searched for Jenny to ask her, but she was gone. That sneaky bitch! "Err… Harry's my best friend." The gang of boys all turned to each other and whispered. I could catch snippets of their conversation though. They weren't very good at keeping quiet.
"Dude, she's got to be about sixteen, I'm pretty sure we would have noticed her last year. Sirius said. "I know, and she's really pretty too. We would have seen her in first year." Remus said. "You know? Do you guys think she's a transfer student? It's possible." Peter was definitely the best at whispering.
James shook his head and snuck a glance at me. I pretended to be interested with the people outside. "Maybe, but I can't be too sure. Maybe she and her friend are loners or something? I think she was lying about being Malfoy's sister." They really do look alike." Sirius whispered really loudly. "Maybe? Hey, I would lie if he were my brother. The git would be unbearable."
James spoke up this time. "Well I like her. She's really nice, and pretty too." James sighed dreamily in my direction. Uh, I don't know about that! But before any further conversation could continue, the door swung open again. But this time it was Jenny and… My dad! James stood up and shot at the boy in the door.
"What do you want Malfoy?" He growled at my Father. I was so close to blowing my cover. I almost blurted out, hi dad. But luckily, I was able to keep my mouth shut. My father glared at James. "None of your business Potter! I'm here for the girl." He scowled like a Malfoy and sat down next to me. "And you are?" He asked me when Jenny sat down on his other side. "I'm Bella Monroe Malfoy." His eyes widened with surprise as he looked me over. He took in the Malfoy hair, the grey eyes, and the pale skin, all of it.
"Another Malfoy? Wait, who are your parents?" He asked with as much excitement a Malfoy could muster in public. Behind him, I could see the boys leaning forward so that they could hear our conversation. Jenny clapped her hand to her forehead in irritation and sighed. Oh shit! He just asked me who my parents were. Gotta think got to think got to think. "My parents? Uh… I don't know who my parents were. I was raised in an orphanage my whole life. My parents died shortly after I was born. Don't ask me how, because I don't know." Heh, that was easy! Lying isn't so tough at all.
"Ten Minutes." Jenny called out randomly, and made it look like she was stretching. Wow. Only ten, that's a bummer! "Okay, so Lucius I have a question. If you had a daughter, what would you name her?" Dad raised an eyebrow and looked out of the window. "Well, I have always wanted to have a daughter named Bella. Oh, and a son too. His name would be… Draco. Yeah." Smiling, I looked at the four boys. They had no idea that in forty or so years their lives would be totally shit fucked. "Hey Lupin." I called out to him and he nodded. "Lupin, in forty years, remember the name Bella Monroe Malfoy. Remember!" I nodded and relaxed into my seat again. Hmm… This is soo weird. I feel all hazy now. "Uh… Jenny? How much time do we have left?"
"Now."
"Wait! No!" But it was too late, I heard a loud pop, and then someone was screaming my name. "Bella! Get up!" I jumped up so fast, I heard my bones cracked. Ugh I was so damn stiff. Wait, where am I? Oh hell no!
"It was all a dream! Dammit! It felt so real!" I whined into my pillow. "Bella get up. I'm taking you to Hogsmeade." Draco put his hands behind my head and pulled me back up. "Why are we going to Hogsmeade?"
"Because there's like… two days until Christmas. We're going home tomorrow so I'm buying you your present today." Oh yeah! Smiling, I jumped up and grabbed my things. This is going to be soo fun! Oh, and if we're really lucky, maybe Ron will be there too!
