Chapter 25: A new teacher and one pesky girl.
Jakob stared for a short moment into Narcissa's eyes, and when the information clicked, he gave her his charming smile.
"I hope I look my best." The mother of Draco rolled her eyes and gave him an amused smile as the group started to walk away from the crowd.
Draco glanced at him, showing some worry that his deranged aunt was now at their place. Jakob gave a rare worried glance back which made Draco, who was used to Jakob always reassuring him, look straightforward. Like this summer had crashed as soon as it had begun.
The heir Quade, was in deep thought. He had no memories of Bella, but Emma once told him she had been crazy and unpredictable. Wich coming from his unpredictable and crazy sister, made Bella extra dangerous.
Draco took his father's arm and Jakob Narcissa's, and they apparated away back to the Malfoy manor.
When the Slytherin boy's eyes could focus again, he stood inside the floo room with his bags and the others. Dobbie stood there, afraid as always.
"Dobby take their bags into their room. Said Lucius in a cold voice. The house elf nodded quickly and went over to the boys, who gave their bags to him. The small house elf apparated away, and a cackled laugh suddenly echoed from the other room.
Bella slammed open the doors and looked at the two boys. One seemed almost terrified, but the other looked more prepared. A feral smile graced her lips as she strode forward, and Jakob saw Narcissa looking nervously at her sister.
Jakob observed the now escaped prisoner. She looked healthier than he thought she would. Her curly dark hair was let down, and the older woman wore a black dress, probably from the same store he had been to with Amy. She eyed the boys and looked almost like she would pounce on them, like a tiger who wanted to play with their food before they ate it.
"my darlings, I have missed you so!" she said, first Draco, who was paralysed and then Jakob, who hugged her back. He could feel a faint smell of cinnamon and her natural scent. It was not unpleasant and made his hormone brain take a spin for a second.
She released him and started to look at the boy who had not hugged her back.
"You have grown so much little Draco." she smiled and stroked his cheek while observing him for a while but suddenly frowned.
"Too bad you look like the spitting image of your father. I can hardly see any black in you."
Lucius sighed.
"Bella, don't insult my heir the first time you greet him. The first impression, if you remember."
Bella rolled her eyes and then turned to Jakob and gasped.
"I recognise you. You have gotten the looks of your beautiful mother. Do you remember me, Jakob?"
Jakob shook his head, giving her a charming smile, hoping his new blood charm could work a little.
"I'm sorry, aunt Bella, but as you know, my mother is missing. If she were with me, I'm sure I would know you better than I know myself. I want to be the first of the Quade to welcome you back."
The group all looked surprised at Jakob's little speech, and Bella laughed loudly and hugged him again. When she released him, she observed his face.
"It's so strange. You look like him. When he was younger and before all the-"
"Bella!" Hissed Lucius, and the woman frowned back, annoyed at being interrupted. She then turned back to Jakob.
"You don't look like you are a soon-to-be third-year. Done a lot of naughty little rituals, little Jakob? she smirked and squeezed his arm. Jakob got the impression that she knew more than she said out loud.
She stared into his eyes for a long, uncomfortable time with her other hand on his shoulders.
Narcissa, who was afraid her sister would curse the poor boy cleared her throat.
"Sister, we should give the boys some time to get sorted before dinner, don't you think?
The older woman broke eye contact and nodded.
"you are right, sister." she then turned and began walking out of the room.
"Aunt Bella?" asked Jakob, and the woman turned with an amused smile.
"hmm?"
"If you are not busy, I would like to take some time to get to know you. I'm sure mother would have wanted me too."
Bella gave him a smirk and nodded.
"I will visit when I have time," she said as she exited the room.
The group seemed to need a moment to collect themself, and they began their walk into the mansion.
"Why do you want to talk to her?" Draco whispered as the two boys followed the lord and lady.
"Because she has information that I need."
Draco frowned.
"About what? How to become crazy?"
"I'll tell you later," said Jakob as Lucius steered into another room.
Draco and Jakob continued with Narcissa and walked up the big Marble stair that led to the second room where Jakob's guestroom was located.
"Go ahead, darling I need to talk with Jakob for merely a second. Said Narcissa. Draco continued to the third floor, where his room was located and gave his best friend a look that told Jakob that he would be over when he had unpacked.
Jakob gestured for Narcissa to go ahead, and she smiled at him as she passed into the room.
The Slytherin boy walked inside and saw the room he had been sleeping in countless times.
It was similar to his own room, the only difference being the different pictures on the walls and his bed being a bit smaller than his own.
"Jakob, it gladdens my heart to see you taking a liking to aunt Bella. Your mother, me and her were very close, as you know."
Jakob gave her a smile as he tapped his wand on his trunk, opened it, and he started to levitate clothes into the wardrobe that was on his right side.
"I sense a but coming soon?" invited the boy focussing on now levitating his books onto the desk on his left side of the room.
Narcissa sat down on the bed like a pureblood, folding her hands on her knee and straightening her back.
"Bella has changed. The 12 years she has been visiting Azkaban have had… unpleasant side effects. I would be careful if I were alone in a room with her."
Jakob nodded.
"I will, but I want to give her a chance to get to know me. Honour my mother's memory."
Narcissa stood up and put a hand on his shoulder.
"Of course, just… don't make her angry or play her games. She can act out if she gets annoyed or angry, alright?"
Jakob nodded once again but then frowned in confusion.
"You never told me what would happen if I played her games."
Narcissa, who had stood up and prepared to walk towards the door, stopped but did not turn.
"When she takes a liking to something or someone, she can become... different. This was before the prison, and I don't know if it has become better or worse now, but don't take any chances."
Jakob wondered what she meant but was disturbed by the last thing Narcissa said before leaving the room.
"She loved your mother dearly and looks at you the same way, be careful."
Why do I get the feeling that she is a copy of Amy? Thought Jakob and chuckled.
He soon had unpacked everything and looked towards his bed, seeing what his father had left him.
He frowned as he walked closer, it was a small package, and Jakob opened the little black box and saw what was inside.
It was his family crest ring. Jakob took out the black ring that had his family crest in gold on top of it.
He looked down at the box and saw a note. Jakob frowned and took up the piece of paper that read.
To my son, heir of the ancient and noble house of Quade.
I was going to give you this myself today but seeing as the plans have changed, you will receive this note instead.
You are going to wear this ring and make this house proud. There are different charms on it. One is that only you can take it off.
Another one is that if you hold your breath while having the crest on downwards, you will become Invisible. This will only work while you are holding your breath, so if you breathe out even slightly, you will lose the ability and need to turn the ring before trying again.
The invisibility won't cloak your sound or smell, so think before using it. It is also draining your magical reserves, have that in mind.
The last is family magic and a curse. If someone tries it on and does not share our blood, the ring will put an insanity curse on them, making them see horrible things before they take their own life, so don't let anyone try it on.
Behave at Malfoy manor and study hard this summer. I got your grades back and had hoped for full marks, but you did get another O, so I will prepare a reward for you when you get back home.
Hope you are well.
Lord Quade.
Jakob threw the note aside and snorted.
"Hope you are well? Yes, I'm fine, you worthless piece of magic waste."
hissed Jakob and looked at the ring, trying to decide if he even wanted to wear this or not.
The invisible charm was too good to pass out in, and he put it on.
He felt a prick on his finger and the crest turned red, and then it vanished, returning to normal.
Jakob turned the ring downwards and took a deep breath.
He held it and felt his lungs burn a little while he looked down at his Invisible body.
He walked over to the mirror and saw absolutely nothing.
"Okay, that is cool," said the invisible boy and became visible as he uttered the words.
He heard a knock on his door, and Draco walked inside, leaning towards the wall beside the door.
"Are you done?"
"Yeh, you want to do the first thing we always do when we get here?" asked the heir Quade, and Draco nodded.
"You remember the way?" He asked, testing Jakob to see if his best friend actually remembered."
Jakob gave him an unamused smile and led the way.
They took a stroll through the backyard that had been full of ice sculptures when he had been walking there with Amy that winter night. Now it was almost like a maze with high bushes. And other different plants and flowers make every colour in the world. Jakob had always found peace here, and Draco had always liked the look on his friend's face as he marvelled in his garden. It was one of the few things that made Draco extra proud.
"So now that we are alone, can you tell me now what you want with aunt Bella?"
Jakob heard the white gravel move as they continued on the path.
"I need to know more about my mother."
Draco frowned.
"Why don't you ask your family or mother?"
The Heir, Quade, sighed.
"My family never speak of her. And when I ask your mother, she only tells me how she looked just like me and that she loved her like a sister. It feels like someone has told her what to say."
Draco nodded, and they exited the other side of the maze, where a small lake was placed. Trees and grass were encircling it, and Jakob thought that this was the closest thing he would come to harmony. The boys sat down at their usual place in front of a tree near the water. Ít brought some shade over the otherwise scorching summer weather, and Jakob raised the sleeves on his shirt.
"It must be hard, not even remembering your own mother," said Draco looking out at the lake.
"It is. Sometimes I envy you. Having Narcissa as your own mother. Not even having to share her is something I only can dream of." sighed Jakob throwing a rock into the lake, making the calm water ripple.
Draco chuckled.
"I envy a lot from you, but it feels a bit weird knowing that you want my mother."
Jakob nudged the laughing boy.
"Not like that, you idiot."
They then became quiet as the two boys looked at the different things.
"Hey Draco, can you tell me now about that mystery girl you got a letter from?"
Draco watched his best friend with uncertainty showing in his eyes.
"I'm not totally ready to tell anyone yet, but soon. I promise."
"Have you talked with pansy about it?"
The blonde sighed, dragging a hand through his hair.
"Not yet. I don't even know how to start. She will-"
"She will get destroyed, either way, mate, but do it sooner rather than later. The thing that can make it worse is time."
Draco nodded and then smiled as he lay down on the grass.
"Merlin, I've missed this."
Jakob took a lone straw, picked it from the ground, cleaned it before butting it in his mouth, and lay beside his friend.
"Missed what?"
Draco closed his eyes and took a breath.
"Just you and me the whole summer without any complications or distractions."
Jakob turned his head towards the blonde and held in his laugh.
Draco, who had tried to enjoy the moment, frowned and looked at his best friend.
"What are you laughing at?"
"complications or distractions? We have Bellatrix bloody Lestrange In your house."
Jakob started to laugh again, and Draco, who had been frowning at his best friend, started to feel his laugh bubbling up, and soon the boy's laughter echoed through the garden.
When dinner was served, they all sat down together.
It was different meats and sides. Jakob took some of the roasted duck chest and potatoes with salad.
"So, what have you boys been doing today?"
Asked Narcissa as she waited for Dobby to serve her some of the same.
"We took a stroll in your beautiful garden and then went to the lake and enjoyed our first day of summer break."
"I hope you two don't waste your whole summer doing nothing. How is the summer homework going?" questioned Lucius. Draco sat up a little straighter.
"I'm already finished with it, father."
Lord Malfoy looked a little surprised hearing his son say that and gave him an approving nod.
"Well done, Draco. How about you, Jakob?"
Jakob, who had basically done Draco's homework for him, knowing that Lord Malfoy was already annoyed that Draco yet again had failed to reach the top five of his class, chewed up his meat before answering.
"I'm done with mine too. But I have started my own little project of mine that I hope to finish before school starts again."
Bella laughed and held a meat peace on her fork, pointing it towards Jakob.
"So like your mother, little bookworm. Tell auntie Bella what you are going to write about. Or wait, let me guess." She looked up, thinking and swirling the piece of meat in a circle before something dawned on her and then turned towards Narcissa.
"I bet it's some new potion!"
Narcissa seemed to remember something and laughed a little, raising her hand towards her mouth.
"No, Bella, if it would be something, it would be transfiguration."
Bella cackled, and the three males looked on, confused, as they saw Narcissa laughing like a schoolgirl together with the escaped prisoner.
Bella turned towards Jakob and poked with her fork.
"Go on, dear, tell us. Tell us now."
Jakob smiled back.
"I'm doing a study on necromancy."
The dinner table went silent, and even Bella looked shocked.
Luscious cleared his throat.
"It's a very difficult subject Jakob and frowned upon by not only the light side but the Grey too. Not many wizards have even thought about the subject."
Jakob gave him an appreciative nod.
"Yes, I'm aware of that, Lord Malfoy. I'm not looking into mastering it, but it might shed some light on my real goal."
Bella frowned.
"You will be a terrifying little dark lord when you grow up. Not even in third grade and already interested in forbidden magic. Tell me, little Quade, are you getting used to all the blood?" Jakob smiled but did not answer the question. How the hell did she... He turned towards Lucius again, who looked confused at Bella.
"Lord Malfoy, If you have any information about necromancy or perhaps the soul? I would be very grateful if I could read some of your books in your library. It is grander than our own. as I imagine, my father must have told you countless times."
Lord Malfoy gave Jakob a nod and cut his meat.
"I'm not entirely sure about the soul, but the Malfoy library is at your disposal, heir Quade."
When Jakob heard Luscious say heir Quade, he understood the underlying meaning of not talking to his lord about this.
They continued their dinner, and when they were done, they all got up and went their separate way.
Draco was going to his room to write a letter and was coming down to the library later. This meant that he would go to his room and do something else and wait for Jakob to finish his boring research.
When Jakob walked inside, he saw the magnificent Malfoy library, bigger than even Hogwarts. He looked up and saw rows upon rows of books in the circular room. A spiral staircase was following it, and It almost seemed like it never ended.
"Dobby?"
The house popped up, and smiled towards Jakob.
"Young heir Quade called for Dobby?"
Jakob nodded.
"Now that we have a little time for ourselves. Get us some tea."
The House elf nodded with a bright smile and popped away. Soon he returned with a set of porcelain and poured up a small cup for Jakob, who sat beside the small round table with an armchair beside it and waved his wand. A book transfigurated into a stool, and Dobby sat beside him. Jakob sighed in releif.
"Dobby, pour up a cup to yourself. I want to hear how you have been since I saw you last."
The house elf poured up a cup and picked it up. He smelled it briefly before taking a sip and enjoying the moment.
"Heir Quade is too kind to little Dobby. Dobby has missed Heir Quade."
Jakob smiled as he took a sip as well. He felt a bit sorry for the unlucky house elf and felt like they shared something. They both were imprisoned in a big manor.
Dobby started to tell Jakob about the different things he had been up to. Unfortunately, it did not take long, seeing as Dobby did almost the same thing every day.
"But once Dobby saw a thestral get born while he was cleaning the stalls. Dobby was afraid at first, but then Dobby saw a new life and jumped in happiness."
Jakob nodded.
"I recently got a house elf myself, actually.
Dobby stilled, looking shocked at the Quade heir.
"What is her name?" Asked Dobby with a hint of jealousy.
Jakob patted the house elfs head.
"Dobby, you will always be the first. Her name is Feemey."
Dobby smiled and took a sip.
"Feemey... Feemey... Dobby does not know of any house elves named Feemey."
Jakob chuckled.
"Yeh, she is new to the family, but if you get the moment to meet. Tell her that you are an old friend of mine and try to get to know her. I think she would like to get to know you."
Jakob then thought of what Bella had said at dinner and looked over to Dobby.
Dobby nodded so that his ears flapped, and when they were done with the chat, Jakob stood up and stretched his back.
"Dobby, I need to get a book on soul magic and necromancy. Can you help me find them and put them on this table?"
Dobby snapped his fingers, and the porcelain disappeared. The elf snapped its fingers gain and started his search while Jakob sat down, waiting for the books to be found.
After a minute, the first book popped into existence, and Jakob picked it up.
Necromancy by Done Dunster.
Jakob opened it and started to read.
Necromancy is the only way to get a dead body back to life. And when I say life, I mean only the body. There is no soul in the awakened dead. The reanimation is a puppet, and you control the strings.
Jakob read the different spells and then sighed.
Another book was found, and Jakob picked it up.
How to control the living dead.
Jakob read that one two and sighed as he closed it.
"It was almost a copy of the necromancy book."
Dobby sent down another, and Jakob's eyebrow rose.
"The infinite soul. By Livia Ortonburg." he whispered and opened the book.
He flipped a few pages, not caring about the history of the witch and stopped when he noticed a picture of a man with the ball of light hovering outside his chest.
Jakob read the text.
In my days researching the soul, I have come to several conclusions.
One is that when you die, you cannot be brought back to life because the soul is on its way to another place we can not follow.
"Well, you are wrong about that," said Jakob as he continued.
This is why every attempt at necromancy has failed. They can't be reclaimed when it leaves the mortal flesh. I've tried for years to know where it goes, but I can't find it.
Different cultures have different places, but I believe that there is one religion that has come closer to the truth than the rest.
I believe, with no evidence, that the soul travels to either heaven or hell.
" Dobby, you can stop searching now. I've got what I'm looking for."
Said Jakob and continued to read while the elf popped away.
The text was interesting, but it was only speculation. That made everything in the book either useful or useless. When he closed the book for the night, he noticed that the sky had turned dark, and the Slytherin boy wondered how long he had actually been there and reading.
He put the book on the table and walked out of the library and up the stairs.
The mansion was silent, and Jakob cast a Tempus that showed that it was almost midnight.
He walked to his room and opened the door.
" Hello, little lamb." he heard Bella's sing song voice in the armchair that she had turned towards a window looking out into the dark.
Jakob closed the door, not knowing if he should flick out his wand or ask her for a bedtime story.
" Aunt Bella i-"
" Call me Bella. Aunt Bella makes me seem so old." said the woman and got up from the armchair.
" you wanted to speak to me?" she asked as she strode forward, taking his hand, guiding him towards the bed, and sat him down on it. She waved her wand, and the armchair moved closer, and the older lady took a seat, fixing her dress before looking up at him with what Jakob thought looked like normal formal eyes.
" I want to ask you a lot of questions. There is one subject that I wish to start with."
" Your mother?" asked Lestrange with an amused smile towards the boy like she just had read his mind.
" I want information in dementors. Said Jakob calmly, locking his eyes on hers."
Bella frowned.
" Why would you want to know about those… those reached things?"
Bella hissed in frustration.
" I want to know how they are created to start with."
" Is little baby Quade wanting to know if dementors fuck?" asked the older woman chuckling amusedly at the boy who still held his eye contact with her. Not showing any emotions.
" Aren't you a little young to ask such questions? Have you ever kissed a girl yet?" Bella continued and stood up from her armchair and sat down beside him on the bed.
" I have, and I'm no stranger to the subject. Answered Jakob seeing that her cleavage was more visible now that she sat closer, and he noticed a faint vein travelling from the middle of her left breast and continuing on under the start of her dress.
Bella noticed his gaze and giggled.
" You are a little too young for me, Jakob, but I do appreciate the attention."
Jakob looked away, feeling his blush creeping up. I really hate not having this shit under control, he thought. While Bella giggled.
"You will be a handsome little Lord one day," Bella said, caressing his arm and teasing him a little more before she got a serious look on her face.
" Dementors are not reproducing like we do. For a baby wizard to exist, you need a man and a woman." she started and then halted.
" You do know this, don't you?" Asked Bella looking suspiciously at Jakob, who gave her an unimpressed look back. The older woman nodded, and he could see a hint of relief gracing her face before she continued.
" Dementors thrive in places where darkness, pain and suffering. When the air is so full of it, a dementor materialises itself. They vary in shape and size, but they all are basically the same. They don't get smarter and don't grow up or die when they are old.
Jakob frowned.
" So they are immortal?"
Bella shrugged.
" Are you immortal if you lived forever but were missing a soul? There have been debates about this for centuries, but one thing they all agree on."
"What's that?" Asked Jakob interested.
" When a Dementor sucks out your soul, they don't eat it right away. We say that because the truth is so much worse."
She leaned forward so close that their noses touched for a second.
" When they give you their loving kiss, they take your soul and carry it around inside them. They slowly absorb the light, and they grow.
Once I saw a Dementor that was 3 times bigger than the rest. You can Imagen how many souls it had taken."
Jakob nodded and asked.
" Do you know where I can meet one? Without going to prison, I mean."
Bella leaned back, frowning.
" I thought I was crazy, but then I heard you speak. Jakob, if you ever encounter a Dementor, you run. Don't study it, don't try to be its friend, run."
"But the Dark lord made a pact with them? How could he speak to them?"
Bella looked out through the window like she was thinking of something grand.
" Because he was great, Jakob. He could do things that you and I only can dream of. Dementors only listen to one thing. Food. And he offered them more than the Ministry could, so they chose him as their Darklord."
Jakob nodded.
"Bella, can I ask you something else?"
"Last one before bedtime." said the witch, still looking out through the window.
"How did you escape?"
Bella looked over at her newfound little prince and smirked.
" I will tell you my little secret if you answer one of mine. And don't lie now because I can tell."
Jakob looked a bit suspicious but nodded.
" I know that you have gone through blood rituals. I can't tell how many or which, but you can't hide everything from aunt Bella. Tell me, little one. Have you killed someone?"
Jakob looked into her eyes and saw that she looked curiously at him. not judging or sizing him up.
" I have," said Jakob, not breaking eye contact.
Bella started to giggle in delight.
"You are one naughty little boy. I'm sure the dark lord will gladly take you in when you get a little older."
Jakob stood up and walked over to the window.
"I did not do it for fun, Bella. I did it for survival."
Bella got up, walked over to the Slytherin boy, put her hands on his shoulders, and rested her head on his left shoulder.
"I can teach you some things. Things best left hidden if you would like."
Jakob glanced at the woman, who smiled back at him.
"Why would you do that? I'm not even your blood."
Bella shrugged.
"I loved your mother. she was special to me, and not even Cissy could understand our bond. She left me, and now I have you. My little lamb."
Jakob nodded.
"I miss her too."
They stood there for a while looking out through the window, and suddenly Bella turned around and hugged him hard, stoking his hair, and he hugged her back. He could feel her body pressing against him, and he focused with all his might, not thinking about it. Bella took a deep breath smelling his hair, and then sighed. She let go of him, noticed the red appearing on his face again, and smirked as she walked towards the door.
" Sweet dreams, little Jakob, and dream a little dream about me." she almost sang as she walked out and closed the door.
Jakob sighed as he lay down in bed.
" I really need to get those urges under control. It was so much simpler with Amy around."
He thought about that night when he and Amy had kissed. I'm the scrub and remembered how she had rubbed against him.
An idea came to mind, and Jakob waved his wand, locked the door and unbuttoned his pants with a shrug.
" Might as well try. Where is that picture."
That night Jakob finally understood two things.
He knew how it felt when a boy had fireworks in his body, and afterwards, he could think clearly again.
The next morning Jakob and Draco sat and ate breakfast with the rest of the Malfoy and Lestrange.
" What are you going to do today?" asked Narcissa, smiling at Draco, who shrugged back.
" I think we are going to just go to take it easy. Tonight the Weird sisters are going to play in Hogsmeade, so we are going there With Crabbe and Goyle." Answered Draco and his mother nodded.
"Don't be home too late. Your father will know," she said, looking firmly at the two boys who nodded.
"He is not going to take it easy today. We have a class starting..." said Bella as she was thinking, and then a feral grin spread through her face.
"Now." She got up and took Jakob's arm, and he rose up, looking slightly surprised, as did everyone else. Even Lord Malfoy brought down his newspaper.
"Bella, Let him eat up before..." Lucius had no time to finish the sentence as the door slammed shut, as the two had already walked out from the dining hall.
" Why is she so insistent on Jakob?" Frowning, Draco glared at the door where the evil witch had just taken his best friend away from him.
Narcissa glanced worriedly at her husband, who gave her a reassuring glance back. Lord Malfoy was all honesty feeling worried about Bellatrix Lestrange. If Bella did something to the boy, he feared the repercussions. Not just for the relations between Quade and Malfoy but for the boy's health.
Bella had switched from holding his arm to taking his hand, guided him through the different halls in the manor, and opened a door Jakob had never seen before.
" This is our new training room." Said The older witch and gestured for him to go down the stairs.
Jakob walked down the stairs and saw a big square room filled with different symbols on the walls.
" What is this room?" he asked as Bella walked down and stood beside him."
"This little lamb. Is the Malfoy training room. Here we will have what we need to get started." She waved her wand and training clothes for him had appeared on the floor in front of him.
Jakob took up the clothes and looked at the witch, who made no signal that she was going to turn around.
He sighed and started to change. Bella looked at the boy in surprise as she saw that this body did not belong to a thirteen-year-old boy. He looked at least 15. She noticed that he had grown muscles on his body, and when he moved his arms to take on his training shirt, she noticed his back muscles tense and memories of her own youth started to play in her mind.
When he was done, he looked back towards her, and she smirked.
"I can see that you have been training. Quiddich?"
Jakob nodded.
"I play beater."
"Ah. Then you need to work on your condition. I want you to run around this room until your legs give way."
Jakob frowned but did as he was told, and Bella conjured a chair in the middle and sat down to read a book.
Time passed, and the teacher frowned as she looked up, seeing That Jakob was still running.
"I'm impressed." She said while Jakob continued, but she could see that he would soon crumble.
Jakob continued until his legs gave way, and he stopped and got on his knees. He was taking deep breaths while Bella walked over to him.
"I want you to be better tomorrow and continue to be better. When you fight in a war or duelling condition and strength are important. Countless lives have been lost because someone was too tired and dodged too late.
"Yes, Bella." said Jakob feeling a bit sick now."
"Get up. You can rest later." said the woman and helped him up on his feet, who was almost shaking.
"Now we will train for real," smirked Lestrange and walked away from him.
She stood about 7 meters in front of him and held up her wand.
" You are going to attack me. I need to see what we need to train on."
Jakob nodded, taking a deep breath and took out his wand, pointing it at her.
"Any restrictions?" asked Jakob, and Bella smirked back but did not say anything else.
" Sanguis ebulliens!" A read jet of light soared towards Bella, who merely sidestepped it but looked impressed.
"Naughty little Jakob. But you have to be faster than that. More like this."
She jabbed her wand towards him, and a stream of blue light shot forwards much faster than he had anticipated, and he was struck right in the chest and flew back.
He felt his ribs breaking, and he could hear the snapping as he lay there on the ground.
She walked over to the boy who was in pain on the ground and waved her wand. He felt the snapping stop, and a warm feeling took over, healing his broken ribs.
"What was that?" he asked as he got up.
"A little curse but nothing life threatening. Did you think I was going to use an itsy bitsy stunner?"
Jakob stood up and nodded.
" Now I know I don't want to get hit again."
Bella clapped her hands like a little girl and returned to her side of the room.
The whole morning she taught him how to stand and how to think when duelling.
"You need to know spell chains. You start with the shield hammer, then proceed with blood boil and end it with a bone vanishing curse."
Jakob nodded and swirled his wand uttering the incantations as Bella stood beside him, watching the doll in front of them be attacked.
"Good for a first time, but you need to be quicker. I could almost count to two before you released your second curse."
Jakob frowned.
"It takes time to do the right motions and incantations."
Bella rolled her eyes and nudged him to the side.
"Watch me."
She did the same chain as him, and his eyes widened as the third spell was cast as the first hit the doll.
"What did I do?"
She asked, looking almost like Professor McGonagall when she gazed down at her student.
"You did not do any wand motion, and I barely heard you saying anything."
Bella smirked.
"I did do wand motion, but I did them smaller. It's faster, and your opponent won't see clearly what they are getting hit with. I also whispered them."
She walked around him, standing on his other side as she continued.
"The thing with wand movement and incantations is that they are just helping our magic to understand the order. But if you train on the things I just showed you. You won't need them one day.
Jakob nodded in understanding.
"But if I train too much, how is that affecting the sickness."
Bella laughed. "Is the sickness so bad? If you don't wish to have it, then take small breaks and clean. You are strong, and I don't believe it would affect you so fast."
It wasn't me I was thinking about. Thought Jakob and pointed his wand towards the doll.
They trained to lunch, and when they were done, Bella told him that she would start his training but that he would continue it every day after. At school, when they had breaks. Every day. His new teacher would check up on him when they had a chance to meet to see how much he had progressed.
When they were finished, a tired Jakob walked up to his room to take a long-deserved shower, and when he got out, he got dressed in his summer clothes. He put on a tank top and a pair of acromantula shorts that went down to his calves. He stepped out of his room and was met by Draco, who seemed annoyed.
"Is she done playing with you?" Jakob nodded and sighed.
"She is going to do this every day when we are here."
Draco threw his arms into the air.
"Why?!"
" I don't know, but I'm not going against her. If you want to, please be my guest."
Draco rolled his eyes and laid his arm around Jakob as they went for lunch.
The afternoon was a pleasant ant. The two Slytherin boys enjoyed their time outside. They flew around but played catching the snitch, which Draco one.
When evening came about, the two boys had switched into their more proper clothes, and Draco held their tickets to the concert.
They said goodbye and flooed over to Hogsmeade, which was packed with people.
Jakob walked out with Draco and looked at the huge stage that was visible outside the small village. The two boys glanced at each other before they hurried their steps towards the stage.
"This will be awesome said Draco as he looked over at the stage."
Jakob nodded, and the two boys walked up to the guard and showed him the tickets. The man took them and nodded, waving his wand so that the ward would let the two boys inside.
They stood in the middle of the stage, and Draco fiddled with something in his inner pocket.
"What are you doing?" asked Jakob while he saw Draco glance around before taking out a hip flask with the Malfoys crest.
"You little weasel!" said Jakob and smirked at his best friend, who smirked back.
The blonde took a chug, grimaced, and gave it to Jakob, who also took one. This was not fire-whiskey. This makes fire whiskey seem like a butter bear.
"Holy shit, Draco, what the hell is in this?" said Jakob closing his eyes, feeling the world spin for a second.
" I don't know, something father had in his cabinet."
Jakob took a swing and then gave it back to Draco, who took one more, and the two boys laughed.
Suddenly they could hear someone yelling.
"Draco! Draco!"
The two boys looked over and saw that Nott and Clara were walking towards them.
Jakob and Draco walked over to them, and Draco hugged his other best friend, who seemed a bit surprised. Jakob gestured that Draco had been drinking, and Theo smirked back.
Jakob turned towards Clara, who looked away.
"Hey there, How are you doing?" asked Jakob feeling the boos taking a small effect on him.
"I'm fine."
Jakob rolled his eyes and searched for her eyes, and she, after a few seconds, met them.
"What is wrong? have I done something?" The girl shook her head and her blonde hair in the hair.
"It's not you, I just... I should not be talking to you."
Jakob understood exactly what had happened as she said those words and grabbed her hand.
"If someone is telling you that, you will ignore it. If you get into trouble because of it, you come to me, and I will solve it, alright. I have already done it for two others."
Clara did not really believe him until he had stated that two others had been helped. She nodded, feeling a little more relieved.
She was about to say something, but suddenly the light was turned down, and the stage light came up.
Everyone turned and saw the weird sister coming up on stage.
"Hello, Hogsmeade! Are you ready?" A roar of cheers was heard, and they started to play immediately. The only light was from the stage, and people started jumping and pushing as the rock band went on.
Jakob, who was standing a bit from Draco and Theo, did not see that they were pushed away further and further from him, and He could barely see anything as the white flashes turned on.
The songs continued, and Jakob danced with the girl beside him. It was so dark, and the alcohol made it almost impossible to see anything except the big stage further ahead. Had he not enjoyed his time so much, he might have felt claustrophobic, but Jakob enjoyed every second of it.
The girl stumbled as she was pushed on him, and he could feel her winded breath closing in towards him. He felt her lips pressing towards his as the song kept going, and he opened his mouth slightly and felt her tongue play with his. Jakob lowered his hands and grabbed her ass as he continued to make out. She did really let it go when I told her not to be afraid of Amy, thought Jakob and felt the girl jump up and sweep her legs around him. Jakob held her up with one arm and had his other hand on the back of her head. He could feel the longing and passion in the kiss, which made him kiss her back even more aggressively. One of her hands was grabbing his hair, while the other had gone under the back of his shirt. She clawed at his back, and Jakob, who was now almost tilting back and unable to balance correctly, ended the kiss and let the girl down. His eyes widened as the light got more bright and the song ended. A redhead, Ivy, was staring back at him with something feral in her eyes. She almost jumped towards him and started to kiss him again.
Ah shit, Not again.
"Ivy, what in the bloody hell are you doing?!"
"Jakob?"
Authors Note: I like Bellatrix Lestrange. When i have read other stories about her she has always seemed a bit... calmer? i like the unpredictability she has and that you never know how she is going to react or what you even are to her. If you have any suggestions or thought's about the story, feel free to pm me. have a nice day and take care! cheers!
Ps: The trip to America is coming soon.