"No, no, no please don't take the babies. Take me!" I women screamed at the man who really was more of a snake in the black cloak.
"Silly girl," he said in his deathly cackle, "You stand no chance you should just move now."
The women's expression turned determined, "Never," she said in a steely voice as the snake-like man cackled evilly.
"Oh well," he murmured, "Avada Kadavra," a burst of green light came from the wand that was in his hand. A sickening shriek went out through the room as the women fell to the ground, clearly dead.
"And now," the man pointed his wand at the two babies who were clutching onto each other frantically, almost as if they understood what was happening. The man figured that he could kill two birds with one stone in a way if he said the spell once. After all they were only infants.
"Avada Kadavra," he said as an explosion rang though the house. He looked down at himself and looked considerably smaller and felt quite weaker. He looked up at the two infants with a hatred that burned him to the core. He turned on the spot, apparating far away with the final thought of: this isn't over.
I jolted up out of my bed, barely stifling a scream as I looked around expecting to see Voldemort here in front of me now. I sighed realizing that it was only a dream a horrible dream at that. I just witnessed my own mother's death, was the only thought going through my mind as I stumbled my way downstairs to a dark corner in the common room.
Not a soul was awake or even in there and as I cried my eyes out I couldn't help but wonder if Harry had just seen the same thing. I didn't want to wake him up though so I just sat there and battled through the overcoming despair that was taking over me.
I don't know how long I sat there, but eventually I heard large heavy footsteps falling down the stairs from the boys dormitories. I glanced up and saw a bush of red hair: a Weasley.
I tried to stifle my sobs, but it was no use whichever Weasley it was spotted me and came over. I noted that it was in fact one of the twins who came down.
"Bella?" came the groggy voice out of Fred's mouth.
"Fred," I sobbed in recognition as more sobs shook my frame.
"Oh," he looked alarmed now, "what's the matter Bells?" he asked concerned as he knelt down in front of me. I opened my mouth to start explaining and all that came out was a sob.
"Shh, shh, calm down Bells," Fred said as he lifted me into his lap. A part of me wondered what someone would think if they came down and saw us in this position. I cast that thought aside as Fred comforted me.
I had finally calmed down enough to explain when there were more footsteps, strangely similar to Fred's. I glanced around Fred's arm and saw George who came over to us.
"Where did you go- oh, what's wrong Bella?" George asked when he noticed me. I opened my mouth and mustered up the courage to explain.
"Well, you know about Harry and I and You-Know-Who when we were younger yes?" they nodded so I continued, "Well, our mother she-she died to protect us and I just witnessed it. It was traumatizing and I couldn't stop myself from crying. I'm sorry for waking you guys up," I said truthfully as more tears fell out of my eyes.
"Shut up," said George as I stared at him curiously, "You're crying and your telling us that you're sorry. What's wrong with your brain?" he said as he tapped the side of my head softly. That made me smiles a little.
"Geez, how selfless are you?" Fred asked rhetorically, "You could be bleeding on the carpet and saying you're sorry for getting the carpet dirty. How strange is that?" I laugh came from my lips before I stifled it down to a giggle. But it was too late: Fred and George were already grinning widely in triumph.
"Oh you think that's funny do you?" they said together as I nodded slightly. The two glanced at each other before they started tickling me. I squealed and started laughing. All my tears were forgotten as we lay on the floor catching our breath. When we stopped I smiled, I knew that they could always cheer me up.
"Now go get some rest," George commanded pointing to the stairs.
"We don't want our new Keeper to fall off her broom from lack of sleep now do we?" Fred added on pointing with him. I nodded as I got up.
"Oh by the way," I started casually, "I have some ideas that could help with the tongue taffy," I said as they looked shocked (a/n Okay I'm putting the tongue taffy thing in earlier because I don't think that Fred and George took so short to make them. So Bella's going to help with trials and stuff okay? Good. On with the story). I laughed at their expression, "don't leave a list of ingredients lying around titled Tongue Taffy next time," I informed them with another laugh.
"Night Bells," I heard up the stairs.
"Night guys," I called back before falling back into a dreamless slumber.
"Bella," I soft voice called in my ear. I ignored it and snuggled deeper into my blankets.
"Bella, come on wake up," the voice said, louder this time.
"Fine you leave me no choice," it said before a door closed. I fell back to sleep after that only to be woken up by cold water pouring down on me.
I screamed and fell off the bed with a thud. I glanced up at Fred and George who had buckets in their hands. If that's how they want to play then fine, two-no three can play at that game.
I'm sure that my hair had just turned a vibrant shade of red and lit itself on fire so I jumped up.
"Run," was the only thing I had to say before the two were gone. I sprinted after them not even using my fell speed before I caught up to them both and grabbed them by the back of their collars.
"Now what do we say to Bella," I asked them sweetly.
"Sorry," they chorused as I nodded.
"Now I want a hug," I said holding my arms out; they both looked like deer caught in the headlights. As they shook their heads in a no type way, I changed how I looked.
I shrunk down to a three-year olds height and gave myself big brown eyes with long brown hair, generally looking like a younger version of myself. I started pouting making tears came to the brim of my eyes. My bottom lip was trembling as I looked up at a helpless Fred and George.
"Don't you wove me?" I asked purposefully messing up on the word love as to add to the cuteness of the matter.
I heard Hermione stifling her laugh behind them, but I couldn't break eye contact if I wanted this to work. The two looked at each other before bending down to my height which was about 3 feet tall. They looked on at me sadly as I made a few tears fall out. They looked horrified.
"Hey don't cry," Fred said as he gave me a hug.
"Yeah of course we love you," George added as he too hugged me leaving them both soaking wet. And I couldn't hold it in any longer: I burst out laughing and turned back to my original form rolling on the floor.
They looked at me like I was insane, but then George caught on: he looked down at his wet shirt and Fred's wet shirt making Fred catch on. They both smiled as I caught my breath.
"You my friend," Fred started.
"Are quite the" George added.
"Devious little trickster," they finished together, before pulling me to my feet.
"Get dressed," they commanded as they pushed me towards the stairs. I laughed with Hermione the whole way up.
"By the way if you ever do that again, I won't hesitate to hug you too," I informed her making her laugh until she saw my serious expression. To which she nodded before running off to get dressed herself.
And now it was time for the Quidditch match. I could hear the crowd cheering as Harry and I marched up to Wood.
"Good, you two are here, now let's go over the plan to crush Sytherin," at that moment I pictured Wood laughing evilly with lightening shooting behind him. I showed the image to Harry by pulling back my shield. I could see Harry desperately trying not to laugh at the image I just created for him.
"Now we better win, or else," Wood threatened glaring at us all darkly. I gulped as my hair changed colors rapidly. I forced it to settle on gold, with red skin and gold eyes and nails.
"Nice," Emmett whispered in my ear as we all followed Wood to the pitch. I smiled.
"Are you nervous?" Emmett asked as we rounded the corner.
"No, because the way I see it Wood will make me feel bad either way so I just set my sights very low in the hopes that I will beat them so that when I do I'm happy," I explained all in one breath, "I think I just confused myself ," I said out loud as Emmett laughed.
"Good luck everyone," Wood called as he flew out to the pitch, with us following closely behind. We formed a circle around Madam Hooch as she called out to us.
"I want a nice clean game," she informed us as she let loose the snitch, the bludgers, and the quaffles. Everyone flew into the air: the chasers going for the quaffle, the beaters protecting everyone, Harry looking for the snitch, and I went for the goal posts.
I heard Lee Jordan, Fred and George's friend, doing the commentary on the match under the close eye of Professor McGonagall.
I watched the quaffle closely ask it was tossed between my teammates. I landed in Katie's hands before a Slytherin took it and started towards our goal posts. I watched in slow motion as he threw the quaffle towards the center goal post. I flew over and caught it, throwing it out towards Wood. A glare was thrown at me from the Slytherin and I just smiled sweetly.
The game continued for another half an hour and Gryffindor was up by twenty: I hadn't let a single goal through yet (a/n for all you who can't figure out the score it would be Slytherin -0 and Gryffindor-20). Without warning, though, a bludger was headed my way.
I panicked, reacting purely on instinct. My hands pushed off the broom at the same time that my legs went into a split. Sadly, my hands (which were out in front of me ready to grab the broom again) got in the way of the bludger as it was going underneath me. It twisted my hand with a sickening crunch causing me to go hurling backwards and then drop back down. But of course with my luck my foot got caught on the goal post making me break that as well. I hit the end of the broom (where the bristles are) and flipped it over, but managed to grab on with my good hand.
So, I was hanging off my broom, with a broken hand and foot and a tiny chance of getting up.
A glanced at Harry and saw him being jerked around on his broom: only hanging on with one hand. I started swinging and barely managed to get back up onto my broom. I cradled my injured hand to my chest as Harry got back on his broom and the game continued.
Only five minutes later was when the crowd froze: barely breathing, they all stared down at…my brother! He looked like he was about to be sick on the ground.
I gasped as he stood up holding a fluttering, gold…SNITCH!
"Harry Potter's caught the snitch! Gryffindor wins!" Lee Jordan's voice echoed as everyone in the stands burst into cheers and applause. Well, everyone minus the Slytherins of course who went off and sulked liked only they could.
I sped off towards my brother and jumped to the ground so I could hug him. He wrapped both his arms around my waist and spun us around in a circle. I laughed happily, "Good job brother," I whispered in his ear as everyone crowded into a group hug.
"What's wrong with your foot and arm?" he questioned as he set me back down. Everyone turned to me to see what was wrong then and I blushed under the attention.
"Um…" I stuttered, "Slytherin," I muttered darkly as I tried to walk on my injured foot.
"Ow, ow,ow,ow. SHIT!"I exclaimed as I slumped to the ground.
"Bella," I heard as the Weasley twins gripped my upper arms to pull me to my feet… well foot really. My feet were suddenly pulled out from under me as someone carried me bridal style.
"Hey, hey, put me down," I struggled as Emmett easily carried me towards Madam Pomfrey.
"Geez Bella, do you eat anything?" he asked teasingly. I humphed as I crossed my arms… and immediately uncrossed them from the pain it caused.
"Yes I do, I love sugar," I said as my eyes glazed over happily. Emmett laughed at my expression as he wiped a bit of drool from the corner of my mouth. I blushed: making him laugh harder.
"What happened?" Madam Pomfrey demanded before she started to fix my injuries.
I grinned before answering truthfully, "Quidditch happened," the whole team laughed and she cracked a smile. We celebrated our first win of the season then.
Alright there is the next chapter. I know you guys are surprised and all considering it took me two days to update, but don't get used to it. Anyway if you are worried about a Bella/Emmett romance, don't be it is purely brother/sister. And I hoped you liked my Bella/ Fred/George bonding moment, I worked hard on that. Anyways shoot me a review and let me know what you think!
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