"Just Because I'm Different."
** Disclaimer: Yeah, yeah, blah, blah, regular stuff. Harry's not mine, Ron's not mine, Neville's not mine, Draco's not mine, Wood's not mine, Hogwarts and all of it's inhabitants are not mine, yeah, yeah, rub it all in. Re-open that wound, and rub in as much dirt as you possibly can! **
Chapter 2: "OUT!"
"No we won't," Harry said, confused.
"Yeah you will," Ginny intercepted bluntly.
Everyone's attention turned to Ginny.
"You know it?" Ron asked standing up (he'd just re-untangled himself from Luna.)
"Well, duh!" Ginny rolled her eyes, "She's in my year Ronald."
"Ooh, you SHUT IT!" And with that, the sibling rivalry loudly began.
"Well, what is it?" Harry shouted, standing up.
"Would someone please tell me her first name?" Hermione asked, shaking her head in frustration.
"FINE!" Rachel proclaimed loudly over all of the noisy bickering inside the compartment. She turned around, and everyone looked at her. She'd changed into her school robes; which bore the Slytherin House Crest. "My name is Rachel Bella Lestrange."
The words hung in the air, slowly dying into a ringing silence; which was finally broken by Harry.
"Lestrange?" He sank slowly into one of the chairs. "As in Bellatrix Lestrange?"
"Dearest mummy." Rachel rolled her eyes.
"OUT!" Harry shouted.
"Look-"
"OUT!"
"Harry, listen to he-" Hermione, the voice of reason, chimed in.
"OUT!"
"IF THIS IS ABOUT UNCLE SIRIUS, THEN-"
"OUT!"
"Harry, it's not her fault who her parents are!" Hermione shouted in exasperation. "SHE didn't kill Sirius!"
Harry finally shut up and looked at his hands.
"Harry, look I'm sorry. I don't really like my mum. And I definitely don't support her actions." She added as an afterthought, glancing at Neville. "I'm sorry for disturbing you; I just thought that I might make friends here." She picked up her bag and shoes, and waked out of the compartment solemnly.
"Man," Harry said sadly, "Now I feel like a real git."
"No worries. She doesn't need us," Commented Ginny, "she has her precious Draco."
"WHAT?" Ron shouted, having hoped to never in his life hear those two words used in that context.
"Yeah, they're dating."
"Why would someone dating Malfoy want to make friends with us though?" Hermione asked, wearing her 'I'm gonna' solve this mystery first' face.
Luna gave an eerie grin, "They hate each other, that's why." The smug look on her face showed that even she wanted to one-up the great Hermione to prove that she belonged in Ravenclaw, of course the fact that there was an audience really contributed also.
"Where'd u hear that?" Ginny asked.
"She told me." Luna smiled.
"Really, well Miss In-On-It, answer me this: If they hate each other, why are they dating?"
"They're betrothed." Luna was now wearing this look like, 'oohoo, two for me, zip for you two', she grinned at Ron.
"What? Nobody does that any more. It's bloody crazy!" Commented Harry.
"Well," started Hermione, "look at their families. I'll bet that they did that to ensure pure-blood-death-eater in-laws."
"That makes sense." Neville commented; who had paled immensely at Rachel's words, and not yet fully regained his color.
"Well, she certainly doesn't resemble her mum." Hermione commented, opening her Arithmancy book.
Luna's grin grew larger as she pulled out The Quibbler again, but she said nothing.
Once Rachel got into the hallway she hit her head on one of the windows and left it there and quietly said, "Damn you mum."
With that, she went to re-join the herd of mindless idiots and their leader.
Okay, again, I hope that you liked that. If you did, review. If you didn't, review, but don't be rude please. If u read this review! I need the inclusion! Bring me into your world please! I really like where this story is going, and I would appreciate it if people read it! Thank you. BEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEP!
** Disclaimer: Yeah, yeah, blah, blah, regular stuff. Harry's not mine, Ron's not mine, Neville's not mine, Draco's not mine, Wood's not mine, Hogwarts and all of it's inhabitants are not mine, yeah, yeah, rub it all in. Re-open that wound, and rub in as much dirt as you possibly can! **
Chapter 2: "OUT!"
"No we won't," Harry said, confused.
"Yeah you will," Ginny intercepted bluntly.
Everyone's attention turned to Ginny.
"You know it?" Ron asked standing up (he'd just re-untangled himself from Luna.)
"Well, duh!" Ginny rolled her eyes, "She's in my year Ronald."
"Ooh, you SHUT IT!" And with that, the sibling rivalry loudly began.
"Well, what is it?" Harry shouted, standing up.
"Would someone please tell me her first name?" Hermione asked, shaking her head in frustration.
"FINE!" Rachel proclaimed loudly over all of the noisy bickering inside the compartment. She turned around, and everyone looked at her. She'd changed into her school robes; which bore the Slytherin House Crest. "My name is Rachel Bella Lestrange."
The words hung in the air, slowly dying into a ringing silence; which was finally broken by Harry.
"Lestrange?" He sank slowly into one of the chairs. "As in Bellatrix Lestrange?"
"Dearest mummy." Rachel rolled her eyes.
"OUT!" Harry shouted.
"Look-"
"OUT!"
"Harry, listen to he-" Hermione, the voice of reason, chimed in.
"OUT!"
"IF THIS IS ABOUT UNCLE SIRIUS, THEN-"
"OUT!"
"Harry, it's not her fault who her parents are!" Hermione shouted in exasperation. "SHE didn't kill Sirius!"
Harry finally shut up and looked at his hands.
"Harry, look I'm sorry. I don't really like my mum. And I definitely don't support her actions." She added as an afterthought, glancing at Neville. "I'm sorry for disturbing you; I just thought that I might make friends here." She picked up her bag and shoes, and waked out of the compartment solemnly.
"Man," Harry said sadly, "Now I feel like a real git."
"No worries. She doesn't need us," Commented Ginny, "she has her precious Draco."
"WHAT?" Ron shouted, having hoped to never in his life hear those two words used in that context.
"Yeah, they're dating."
"Why would someone dating Malfoy want to make friends with us though?" Hermione asked, wearing her 'I'm gonna' solve this mystery first' face.
Luna gave an eerie grin, "They hate each other, that's why." The smug look on her face showed that even she wanted to one-up the great Hermione to prove that she belonged in Ravenclaw, of course the fact that there was an audience really contributed also.
"Where'd u hear that?" Ginny asked.
"She told me." Luna smiled.
"Really, well Miss In-On-It, answer me this: If they hate each other, why are they dating?"
"They're betrothed." Luna was now wearing this look like, 'oohoo, two for me, zip for you two', she grinned at Ron.
"What? Nobody does that any more. It's bloody crazy!" Commented Harry.
"Well," started Hermione, "look at their families. I'll bet that they did that to ensure pure-blood-death-eater in-laws."
"That makes sense." Neville commented; who had paled immensely at Rachel's words, and not yet fully regained his color.
"Well, she certainly doesn't resemble her mum." Hermione commented, opening her Arithmancy book.
Luna's grin grew larger as she pulled out The Quibbler again, but she said nothing.
Once Rachel got into the hallway she hit her head on one of the windows and left it there and quietly said, "Damn you mum."
With that, she went to re-join the herd of mindless idiots and their leader.
Okay, again, I hope that you liked that. If you did, review. If you didn't, review, but don't be rude please. If u read this review! I need the inclusion! Bring me into your world please! I really like where this story is going, and I would appreciate it if people read it! Thank you. BEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEP!