Disclaimer: You know it already! Do I have to repeat myself? Everything belongs to J.K. Rowling, except Simone and Arissa.
Chapter Four- Reason to Believe
Arissa
I never thought I would snap at Lucius, I mean, my grandfather, but he really upset me. I have never been called "The Other One" until now. He will pay for this.
After my outburst, I ran into my room and locked the door. I wanted to be left alone. I never heard Simone come up the stairs ten minutes later.
"Arissa!" Simone called. "Come on! It's me! Let me in!"
I sighed. "Can't I be left alone for a few minutes?"
"No! Come on, 'Rissa! Let me in!" she pleaded.
I have never heard my sister beg like this. "Fine. Hold on." I unlocked the door for her. Simone walked in and sat on my bed.
"I have a whole new reason to believe that you will be in Gryffindor!"
"Really?"
"Yeah! I've never heard you raise your voice to anyone, let alone a stranger! You've got guts, sis!"
I smiled at her last comment. "You don't think Dad's disappointed do you?"
"Disappointed? No! He seemed glad you told him off!"
"What did Lucius want anyway?"
"He wanted to apologize to Dad about the way he treated him, but he knew Dad wouldn't let him, so he figured the only way to get to him would be through us."
"Well he got the surprise of his life!" I exclaimed.
We giggled. "Yeah, he did. Anyway, that's why he was following us."
"Let me get this straight. Lucius wanted to apologize to Dad, so he stalked us so he could talk to him?"
Simone nodded. "He thought we would feel sorry-"
She was cut off by another knock at my door. "Arissa? Can I come in?" Dad asked.
I looked at Simone. She nodded. Apparently, she was done. "Yes."
He entered my room with a worried look on his face. "Arissa, I'm so sorry for what he said to you."
"Don't worry about it. It's not your fault."
"I know it's not, but…" He glanced at my sister. "'Mone, can you leave us alone for a minute?"
She got up and left to go to her room.
"Arissa, you proved me wrong today."
I looked at him innocently. "What do you mean? Am I in trouble?"
He chuckled. "No, of course not. You proved to me that you're braver than we thought. You stood up to my father, which is no easy task."
He sighed. "I always thought you were going to be a Hufflepuff. Today, you proved me wrong. I think you'll be a Gryffindor."
"You know what, Dad? I think you're right!"
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