Chapter 10:

Isabella What?

It's was summer again. It seemed so different. People were afraid of their own shadow. No one would go outside for fear of what they would find. People kept claiming Harry was wrong and that Voldemort wasn't back, but the fear that it was possible kept people watching their every step.

Ginny hated it. She couldn't even go outside. Not that she wanted to. She mostly stayed hidden in her room, thinking about what happened between her and Draco. Weren't things between them going so well? She cared so much about him, she was sure she was in love with him, so didn't he feel the same?

It hurt to think about. After a year and a half, he left. Didn't all the time they spent together mean anything to him? All the days they would meet up in that abandoned class room. They talked about everything. They knew each other so well.

Or maybe he knew her more then she knew him. Because she had believed that they would always be together. A foolish thought now that she really considered it. He was a Malfoy after all and she was just a Weasley. There would never be more then hatred between the two families, so why she even thought their love was different, she couldn't explain it.

Did he even love her? Did he ever want to be with her? The greatest fear that ran through her mind was him bragging to everyone that he dated a Weasley to hurt her family and humiliate her. Because, he knew she loved him, but she didn't know if he ever felt the same feelings for her.

Trying to push her thoughts away she curled into bed and wondered if Bella could help her out with some potions. She could do what Bella did. Use them to eat and sleep. But, she didn't want to die, she just want to escape everything. She wanted the memories to hide in her mind and leave her restless heart alone.

She didn't even think she would be able to look her friends in the eye because of everything. They had love that was going to continue and they would be happy and she got nothing. She didn't want to lose them, but it hurt just thinking about them that she knew she probably wouldn't be able to face them when school started again.

Rolling her eyes at herself, she forced her eyes closed. Her mind however had its own idea as it remembered times where she would fall asleep in Draco's arms on a warm spring day sitting in the window seal of their classroom. Or when they would sneak to the lake and lay in the grass, holding hands as they talked about school, games, and everything in between.

Growling angrily, she threw the blankest off herself and stomped out of her room. Sitting in the dining room she sipped some cold tea and stared out the back door. Oh how she wished she could go outside. Being locked up in this house for over a month was worse than her second year at Hogwarts.

Frowning at the thought of dementors she startled when she swore she saw someone at the back door. Standing abruptly she tipped her chair backwards and prayed her family didn't wake up from the noise. Her eyes watched the door for any sign of movement again. She slowly slid around the table and approached the door.

Fear swelled in her heart as she finally peaked threw the window. Nothing was there. The night was still and there weren't any shadows that didn't belong. Letting out a sigh of relief, she nervously laughed at the stupid thoughts she had run threw her mind.

She closed her eyes for the briefest of minutes, opening them she nearly screamed out in fright to see Bella standing on the other side of the door.

"I didn't mean to scare you," Bella was nervously scratching the back of her head.

"What are you doing here," Ginny hissed letting her in.

"I'm sorry. I was so lonely at the school, and I thought maybe you needed someone here for you. Dumbledore didn't think it a good idea for me to leave the school, so I flew here on broom because I thought you might need some comfort. You haven't written to me once this summer," Bella explained.

"You flew here on broom," Ginny looked around the room, "my mom will kill you if she found out."

"I couldn't just stay there, Ginny. The teachers are so worried and worked up about everything; I don't even have classes this summer. I was sitting around doing absolutely nothing in my room all day long, I couldn't take it knowing you might be doing the same thing too," Bella sat down defeated in a chair at the table.

"I'm very disappointed in you," Molly's voice rung from the doorway, "Do you know how much pain everyone would be in if you got hurt trying to fly here? On a broom in the middle of the night no less?"

"I'm sorry, Mrs. Weasley. I don't want to hurt anyone. I just want to be here," Bella crossed her arms over the table and dropped her face onto them.

Molly held her tongue and went about making a midnight snack. Bella looked horribly guilty as she munched on the warm pie. Ginny was afraid her mother would take her straight back to the school. Molly didn't know what to think. This girl traveled all this way on broom to be here for Ginny, but what she did was wrong. By leaving the school without permission it wasn't acceptable, but if she owled Professor Dumbledore and he allowed her to stay, then it would be alright.

"You two girls go and get some sleep. I'll contact the Head Master," Molly sighed.

Ginny stood and nodded, moving to leave she turned back and saw Bella motion for her to continue and she would be there soon. Shrugging she left and went to her room.

"Mrs. Weasley?"

"What is it Bella," Molly asked.

"Contact Professor Severus Snape. He is my guardian, and he has the say to where I am or am not," Bella told her.

"Professor Snape," Molly turned to her wide eyed.

"Severus is my father now. The adoption papers finally went threw at the beginning of summer. I haven't told anyone yet, but I plan to when I go back to school because my last name is now Snape," Bella smiled at her.

"Why would," Molly started looking surprised and shocked at the same time.

"It's a very long story," Bella said as she left to go to Ginny's room.

Ginny had thought it would be hard to be around Bella, but it was like old times. Draco crossed her mind a lot but Bella was always there to distract her and have her do something else. Ginny smiled at her friend. She was glad that the Head Master had allowed her friend to stay.

She noticed though that when she asked to be alone, Bella left without any questions. Ginny always found her with Harry when she was ready to have her back in her company. The three started spending more time together. Ginny was in awe by the ease in which the two talked to each other.

She was inspired by it. She wondered if her and Ron were like that. Probably not, she laughed. But Charlie who has always been her favorite brother, the one she told everything to. Blinking she realized that her relationship with Charlie was completely how Bella and Harry acted to each other. There definitely was no love lost between them.

After a month of being there Bella finally told her she had to go back, as much as she wanted to stay. Ginny faintly remembered her saying something about needing to register for school again, but that couldn't be right. She shrugged her shoulders.

The next month passed just about the same as her first month on Holiday. She stayed in her room, thinking about Draco. She wanted so bad to write it down, but after her first year, she never trusted Dairies again. But, if she wrote it down and someone found out things wouldn't look to good.

Her depression spread further as the days passed by. It was harder for her to think about things, knowing in just a few days she would see his face again. That soft pale skin, amazing gray stormy eyes, and his platinum blonde hair she never could resist running her fingers threw.

She kept wondering if he would change his mind, that he would decide he wanted nothing more than to be with her again. To kiss her like he always did and hold her close. What if he acts like it never happened? She didn't want to think about it. How would she act around him? She couldn't show her hurt because other people would get suspicious.

Frowning she packed all her stuff into her trunk. She would have to deal with things as they come. They might not be easy to do, but she was strong and she knew that. She could do this, all she had to do what try.

She sat in her normal compartment. Her eyes glazed as she stared out the window. She had seen him, but only for a moment as he snarled comments at Harry, Ron, and Hermione. She had been so hurt when he had snapped one about her being Harry's girlfriend.

She knew things weren't going to go so well. He was going to act like nothing happened, and to do so he was going to make her suffer by saying harsh things in front of the trio. It would help them to know they never dated and keep her away from being associated with him, but it hurt so much.

Blaise hadn't even slipped in to say hi like she had hoped. She felt so alone now. All her friends were going different directions and she felt like she was standing still. Her hand pressed to the glass. She just wanted to disappear, but she told herself she would do this. She would get over Malfoy and make her life better.

She had started calling him by his last name again, hoping it would help her heal. But, she had loved him for so long that it felt like she would never let go of him. Ginny had also heard a rumor that she liked Harry. It was a weird one, but she did remember that she always got nervous around him. She was afraid that the trio would find out about Malfoy, and now they thought it was because she fancied Harry.

Didn't Bella get rid of this kind of stuff last year? Obviously teens will forget such words and go back to their old ways. Ginny smiled when the castle came into view. Such a beautiful sight, even if her heart still hurt just because of all the memories that happened there.

"How was the last month of summer," Bella asked politely.

"It was alright, and yours," Ginny smiled sadly.

"Horrible, most the teachers left to go do stuff, and I ended up being here almost completely by myself. I haven't even had time to explain my actions to my dad," Bella sighed.

"Wait, what," Creevey seemed shocked.

Harry, Ron and Hermione were watching as well, and she was sure she felt two pairs of eyes from the Slytherin table on them.

"The adoption I have been waiting for since I was ten finally went through over summer break, and…"

"Isabella," Professor Snape's voice seemed harsh.

Silence filled the halls and everyone stared at the Slytherin teacher standing behind Bella at the Gryffindor table. She instantly turned around and stood up, a blush flared across her face.

"I can explain," Bella started.

"And you will explain. Come with me," Snape turned, his robes billowing in their usual ways.

A frown settled on her face, "I'll tell you later."

She turned her robe billowing in the same fashion as Snape's as she ran to catch up with him. Suddenly the hall was noisy as everyone began to talk about what had just happened. Had a student actually got herself in trouble on the very first day back?

The Hall fell silent again when after thirty minutes the two who had disappeared returned to the hall. Bella looked disappointed as she flopped down into her seat. Her hands covered her face.

"What happened? What did you do," one of the Gryffindor's asked.

"I disobeyed my father, and I left the school to go to Weasley's house. Now, I guess you can say I'm grounded. I have to go to my classes and everything, but as soon as their done I have to go to the dorms," Bella sighed.

"How can Snape do that," Harry asked.

"Because, I am her father, Potter," Snape smirked at him before moving to sit at the head table.

"Father?"

"The adoption went through because I was old enough to tell the courts that I wanted him to adopt me. They didn't want him to, because he lives here, and living at this castle isn't a suitable place for a child. But, now that I'm no longer in foster care since I would only need a place for three months, he was finally able to finish the adoption we started when I was ten," Bella stated.

It was now near the end of the school year. Things hadn't looked up since the day everyone found out that Bella was now Isabella Snape. Ginny felt so alone now. Bella was always busy, the trio didn't want their secrets to be spread around so no one could get close to them, and Blaise seemed just as upset as her.

Finally she got tired of being alone all day and began talking to the girls that shared her dorm. She was in fourth year now, and all her friends were gone, so it was time to make her own. She didn't really like the girls to much, they mainly only ever talked about boys, and right now Ginny could care less about them.

But, she would smile and laugh, agree with them on the boys, talk about make-up and other girly stuff. It wasn't that fun, but it kept her mind of Malfoy, though she did run into him often only to hear him snarl at her something heartless.

Blaise would always shrug and walk off following Malfoy. He never offered any help, and Ginny was starting to wonder if Bella and him were still dating because she never saw the couple together. No, she wouldn't think about it. It didn't matter, because none of them were friends anymore.

Sitting in the common room Ginny tried her hardest to concentrate and do her homework, but for some reason, she couldn't get herself to think about the work that needed done. It was like her mind was completely blank and her hand couldn't move.

Sighing she set down her stuff and just sat staring at the fire. Suddenly she heard people enter the common room. They were whispering about dreams, and Voldemort. Shocked Ginny looked and found it to be the trio. They were talking about something, and they didn't want anyone to hear them.

Since joining Dumbledore's Army, they started hanging out more together with people from all houses, but she knew they still kept a lot of secrets together. She was sure that being in DA, she would find plenty of friends to hang out with. She already started talking to Luna Lovegood.

Ginny knew she had to help them, do whatever it is they were going to do. When she followed them, that's when she found out what Threasels are, and realized Bella could see them, and that's what she had hugged two years ago.

Bella knew they were gone. She was scared, Ginny had left with them. She ran through the castle trying to find someone who could help her. She didn't want them to be on her own. She knew Ginny didn't want to be her friend anymore, and who would want to? She was after all the one that pushed her to date Malfoy.

Blaise and Malfoy were sitting in the abandoned classroom when the door opened and Bella walked in.

"What's wrong," Malfoy asked.

"It's Ginny."

"Do you get the feel of Déjà Vu," Blaise asked Malfoy.

"Except this time, its Weasley," Malfoy nodded.

"There is no time to be funny. You turned them in Draco! And now, suddenly, Harry, Ron, Hermione, Neville, Ginny and even Luna are gone! They have all gone to the Ministry, because they think Sirius Black is being held there! What if the Death Eaters find them," Bella started to panic.

"How do you always know so much," Malfoy snarled.

"That's not important right now! One of them could get hurt!"

"What do you want us to do about that," Blaise asked.

Bella's face fell as she slammed hard into a seat, "I don't know."

She and Blaise were still together and their relationship was still going strong, but things were making it harder for them to see each other but they still made it through. Bella had just wished Malfoy hadn't been such a jerk and left Ginny for all the wrong reasons.

She could only pray that her friend was alright.

Sirius Black was dead. That's all everyone knew. Things had happened that night and one person had died. Bella was thankful it wasn't Ginny or any of the other's, but it hurt Harry horribly to have his godfather pass away. Things didn't seem to be getting any better for them. Bella watched Ginny from a distance and wondered how things will be in a few years.

She knew things were going to get a lot worse before the final battle between Harry and Voldemort. But, maybe after that day happens, things will get so much better.

A/N: hmm, maybe this story is more of a Bella story. I find it's harder for me to write about Ginny. But, that's okay, even if this isn't really a Ginny story, I like the story how it is, and I'm not going to force my imagination.

Sorry if that means no one will like it.