CHAPTER 2:
For Every Dumb American There Are 5 Brits Willing to Take Advantage!
The next day BV awoke fully rested and ready to explore Hogwarts. She lucked out as September 1st happened to be a Friday that year. She got up and went into the bathroom. She stepped in and noticed someone was already in the one of two showers. She closed the curtain and began to take her shower. Bridgette stepped out and saw Cho standing in front of the mirror with red puffy eyes.
"What's wrong Cho?" BV asked.
Cho looked up with a look of shock resting on her face, "Oh nothing sniff I'm just tired." BV gave her a 'yeah sure, you're so lying look.' Cho said, "Someday I'll tell you just not now alright?"
Bridgette matched her, "Quoting me already?"
Cho laughed and said, "Shut up.... Ooh! Hey BV, you ever get cornrows in your hair?"
"No, I bet they'd look really bad in my hair..." BV started.
"Nonsense! Your hair is perfect for that! Oi! RHONDA! I got you a cornrow victim!" Cho shouted.
"OOH! WHO?" Rhonda called back.
Cho shouted, "BV!"
"Oh no really, Cho! I can't!" BV started.
"OOH YEAH!!" Rhonda shrieked back. BV walked back into the dormitories she put on a long sleeved tee shirt and boxer shorts. She began to brush her golden blonde hair out drenching her shirt with excess water.
"Rhonda, really you don't have to do this!" BV insisted.
Rhonda looked at her, "Really I do! And besides... what's wrong with you?"
BV's head fell, "Oh well it's just I don't like people touching my hair."
"Sure, BV," Rhonda said sarcastically." Ready?" Rhonda asked quickly.
"No, Rhon, didn't you hear what I said?" BV said agitated at Rhonda's persistence. It would have been different about a year ago.
"Yeah, but I don't see what the issue is BV!" Rhonda said.
Bridgette said, "it's just I have trust issues, since last year sometime... I'm sorry Rhonda."
"BV! Let's just try to break down that barrier... Listen if it gets to be too much I'll stop and you can go? Okay?" Bridgette nodded and Rhonda continued, "Ready?"
"Okay Rhonda, I'm ready, but remember what you promised." BV said sitting at the black girls feet.
"Brush BV?" She asked. BV handed her a black hard plastic bristled brush. "Hey Andrea, in the vanity there, fourth door down can you grab my rubber hair bands?"
"Sure... fourth drawer?" Andrea asked.
Rhonda answered, "Yep. Now BV stay very still."
"I'm not sure I can do this Rhonda." BV said shaking vigorously. She was about to release a part of herself that was very near and dear to her.
"Trust me BV, it's just a little change." Rhonda said rubbing her shoulders. As soon as Rhonda's hands touched, Bridgette's shoulders BV shrieked. "BV! Calm down, it's just me, Rhonda." BV breathed heavily trying to catch her breath.
"Sorry, Rhonda, I wasn't expecting that!" BV said gasping for breath.
"WHAT IN THE DEVIL ARE YOU GIRLS UP TO?" Screamed up a male voice.
"Nothing Roger! Nothing." Said Rhonda. Rhonda then whispered, "Calm down, BV." She began to separate BV's golden locks into neat rows on top of her head. "BV what ever happened that made you that jumpy about people touching you?"
Bridgette said, "Oh just something that really wasn't funny that happened to me last year at Vincentian and ever since I don't trust people as much as I use to, boys especially."
"Yeah boys are little jerks." Rhonda said smiling.
"And perverted." BV said under her breath
"What's that BV?" Rhonda asked.
Bridgette said, "Oh I said and crazy little idiots." The time passed and Bridgette and Rhonda talked about the teachers and classes.
"There, done Ms. Reinheart! Now that wasn't so bad was it?" Rhonda said.
"Ooh Rhon, she looks really pretty! Imagine her hair in a bun too!" Cho said coming into the room.
"Yeah I know Chang! It's absolutely perfect! Her hair is so easy to work with! Just like yours nice, thin and manageable!" Rhonda said, "Oh BV! Get up and look at yourself!" BV gingerly got up and walked to the mirror hoping that Cho and Rhonda weren't lying! She stood in front of the mirror and opened her eyes.
"WOW! They do look good huh?" BV exclaimed.
"Pretty as a picture!" Rhonda said.
Cho said, "Hold still!" She muttered something and all of a sudden BV's poker straight hair and fat beautiful curls in it.
"That looks good Cho!" BV said flicking her hair and tugging at the curls. Each 'boinged' satisfactorily and quickly fell back into place. "Thanks Rhonda."
"No problem kiddo, let me know anytime, maybe we'll french braid it next time." Rhonda said smiling. The afternoon was rather boring as the girls decided to unpack the last bit of their items, or for BV, ALL of her stuff. She first pulled out a framed picture of a little baby lying on a cot in the hospital. BV smiled benevolently at the picture, it was little Noel Leigh-Anna Reinheart. She set it upon the nightstand next to her bed. She turned her back to hang up her new Hogwarts robes when....
Andrea shrieked, "AWH! HOW CUTE!" BV turned around to find Andrea holding the picture of Noel in her hands. "Whose baby?" Andrea asked.
"My.. Um.. My Brother's daughter." BV said flustered.
"Oh, you're an aunt! What's her name?" Andrea pressed.
"Oh, her name is Noel Leigh-Anna Reinheart." BV said proudly.
Andrea asked, "How does she spell Leigh-Anna? There are so many new ways! I like it best when its spelled L-E-I-G-H- hyphen A-N-N-A. It's so interesting."
"Really?" Asked BV, "Cuz that's how we spelled it!"
"Get out of here! It's so pretty thata way!" Andrea cooed.
"Isn't it though!" BV said.
"How old is she?" Asked Andrea.
"Well, let me think." BV said, "She was born in July right before this year, I turned 15 a day after her. So right now she's almost two months. On September 17th she'll be two months"
Andrea said, "That's cool! I bet she's so tiny!"
"Yep! Really tiny!" BV said.
The next day
BV was walking from the library with a massive load of muggle books. She stepped cautiously down each step. All of a sudden, BV missed a step. She went tumbling down the stairs as the books scattered. She looked up as one of the books came flying at her and hit her head. "OUCH!" BV said rubbing the spot where the books hit.
"Hey! You alright?" A voice called out. BV looked for the speaker but her vision was blurred from the book hitting her head.
"Yeah, I'm fine!" BV said as her vision came back into clarity. She looked up and saw a boy about her age with black hair covering his glasses, which in turn covered his brilliant emerald eyes.
The boy said, "Here let me help you up."
"NO!" shouted BV. Then she said, "I'm sorry, but no thanks I'm fine."
"You took a big fall, you sure?" The boy asked her.
"Yeah, I'm sure, my ankle is just a little stiff that's all." Bridgette said pressing off the floor placing her weight on her own two feet again. "OW!" She screamed falling back to the ground.
"SURE," The boy started, "Let me see," He said pushing her jean leg up. Bridgette backed away from him pulling her swollen ankle with her. "LET ME HELP YOU." The boy demanded.
"I'm sorry, I can't allow you to do that." BV said.
He looked very puzzled at her and said, "Why not? Don't trust people too well?"
"EXACTLY WHY! Now if you don't mind get out of my way so I can get up." BV snarled.
"How do you propose to do that?" The boy asked BV.
She responded, "I won't stand on that ankle."
"So your going to hop up four flights of stairs then through a busy hallway, needless to mention what happens if the stairs shift on you." He said sarcastically.
"Shut up!" BV snapped.
He said, "So, Now are you going to let me help you?"
"What choice to I have?" BV said sighing deeply. This was the last thing she wanted to do, but he was right. She'd never be able to hop up four flights of stairs, let alone the fact she didn't know where the nurse's office was.
"Okay, I think... Yeah that'll work. Okay I think I'll have to carry you." He said.
"No offense, but aren't you a little small to be carrying someone like me?" She asked.
He said, "Probably, but I'll act as a crutch for you, then." He knelt down and gestured for BV to wrap her arms around his shoulder.
"Hold on, I'll put a lightening charm on myself, that way it will be easier for you to carry me." BV said swishing her wand. Then proceeded to wrap her arms around his shoulders. He then lifted her with much ease. "By the way, thank you." BV said.
"Your welcome...?" He started.
"Bridgette Viktoria." She said.
He answered, "I'll have to get you to write that one down."
"Or BV is fine, everyone else does."
"Alright BV." He said.
"And you are?" She asked.
He said, "Oh! Me? I'm Harry, Harry Potter."
"HARRY POTTER!?" I exclaimed.
"Oh not you too BV!" He sighed.
"Sorry." BV said as a blush crept across her cheeks.
"Here we are BV." Harry said setting BV down and helping her lean against a wall as he opened the door for her. Then Harry helped her hobble in.
The next day BV awoke fully rested and ready to explore Hogwarts. She lucked out as September 1st happened to be a Friday that year. She got up and went into the bathroom. She stepped in and noticed someone was already in the one of two showers. She closed the curtain and began to take her shower. Bridgette stepped out and saw Cho standing in front of the mirror with red puffy eyes.
"What's wrong Cho?" BV asked.
Cho looked up with a look of shock resting on her face, "Oh nothing sniff I'm just tired." BV gave her a 'yeah sure, you're so lying look.' Cho said, "Someday I'll tell you just not now alright?"
Bridgette matched her, "Quoting me already?"
Cho laughed and said, "Shut up.... Ooh! Hey BV, you ever get cornrows in your hair?"
"No, I bet they'd look really bad in my hair..." BV started.
"Nonsense! Your hair is perfect for that! Oi! RHONDA! I got you a cornrow victim!" Cho shouted.
"OOH! WHO?" Rhonda called back.
Cho shouted, "BV!"
"Oh no really, Cho! I can't!" BV started.
"OOH YEAH!!" Rhonda shrieked back. BV walked back into the dormitories she put on a long sleeved tee shirt and boxer shorts. She began to brush her golden blonde hair out drenching her shirt with excess water.
"Rhonda, really you don't have to do this!" BV insisted.
Rhonda looked at her, "Really I do! And besides... what's wrong with you?"
BV's head fell, "Oh well it's just I don't like people touching my hair."
"Sure, BV," Rhonda said sarcastically." Ready?" Rhonda asked quickly.
"No, Rhon, didn't you hear what I said?" BV said agitated at Rhonda's persistence. It would have been different about a year ago.
"Yeah, but I don't see what the issue is BV!" Rhonda said.
Bridgette said, "it's just I have trust issues, since last year sometime... I'm sorry Rhonda."
"BV! Let's just try to break down that barrier... Listen if it gets to be too much I'll stop and you can go? Okay?" Bridgette nodded and Rhonda continued, "Ready?"
"Okay Rhonda, I'm ready, but remember what you promised." BV said sitting at the black girls feet.
"Brush BV?" She asked. BV handed her a black hard plastic bristled brush. "Hey Andrea, in the vanity there, fourth door down can you grab my rubber hair bands?"
"Sure... fourth drawer?" Andrea asked.
Rhonda answered, "Yep. Now BV stay very still."
"I'm not sure I can do this Rhonda." BV said shaking vigorously. She was about to release a part of herself that was very near and dear to her.
"Trust me BV, it's just a little change." Rhonda said rubbing her shoulders. As soon as Rhonda's hands touched, Bridgette's shoulders BV shrieked. "BV! Calm down, it's just me, Rhonda." BV breathed heavily trying to catch her breath.
"Sorry, Rhonda, I wasn't expecting that!" BV said gasping for breath.
"WHAT IN THE DEVIL ARE YOU GIRLS UP TO?" Screamed up a male voice.
"Nothing Roger! Nothing." Said Rhonda. Rhonda then whispered, "Calm down, BV." She began to separate BV's golden locks into neat rows on top of her head. "BV what ever happened that made you that jumpy about people touching you?"
Bridgette said, "Oh just something that really wasn't funny that happened to me last year at Vincentian and ever since I don't trust people as much as I use to, boys especially."
"Yeah boys are little jerks." Rhonda said smiling.
"And perverted." BV said under her breath
"What's that BV?" Rhonda asked.
Bridgette said, "Oh I said and crazy little idiots." The time passed and Bridgette and Rhonda talked about the teachers and classes.
"There, done Ms. Reinheart! Now that wasn't so bad was it?" Rhonda said.
"Ooh Rhon, she looks really pretty! Imagine her hair in a bun too!" Cho said coming into the room.
"Yeah I know Chang! It's absolutely perfect! Her hair is so easy to work with! Just like yours nice, thin and manageable!" Rhonda said, "Oh BV! Get up and look at yourself!" BV gingerly got up and walked to the mirror hoping that Cho and Rhonda weren't lying! She stood in front of the mirror and opened her eyes.
"WOW! They do look good huh?" BV exclaimed.
"Pretty as a picture!" Rhonda said.
Cho said, "Hold still!" She muttered something and all of a sudden BV's poker straight hair and fat beautiful curls in it.
"That looks good Cho!" BV said flicking her hair and tugging at the curls. Each 'boinged' satisfactorily and quickly fell back into place. "Thanks Rhonda."
"No problem kiddo, let me know anytime, maybe we'll french braid it next time." Rhonda said smiling. The afternoon was rather boring as the girls decided to unpack the last bit of their items, or for BV, ALL of her stuff. She first pulled out a framed picture of a little baby lying on a cot in the hospital. BV smiled benevolently at the picture, it was little Noel Leigh-Anna Reinheart. She set it upon the nightstand next to her bed. She turned her back to hang up her new Hogwarts robes when....
Andrea shrieked, "AWH! HOW CUTE!" BV turned around to find Andrea holding the picture of Noel in her hands. "Whose baby?" Andrea asked.
"My.. Um.. My Brother's daughter." BV said flustered.
"Oh, you're an aunt! What's her name?" Andrea pressed.
"Oh, her name is Noel Leigh-Anna Reinheart." BV said proudly.
Andrea asked, "How does she spell Leigh-Anna? There are so many new ways! I like it best when its spelled L-E-I-G-H- hyphen A-N-N-A. It's so interesting."
"Really?" Asked BV, "Cuz that's how we spelled it!"
"Get out of here! It's so pretty thata way!" Andrea cooed.
"Isn't it though!" BV said.
"How old is she?" Asked Andrea.
"Well, let me think." BV said, "She was born in July right before this year, I turned 15 a day after her. So right now she's almost two months. On September 17th she'll be two months"
Andrea said, "That's cool! I bet she's so tiny!"
"Yep! Really tiny!" BV said.
The next day
BV was walking from the library with a massive load of muggle books. She stepped cautiously down each step. All of a sudden, BV missed a step. She went tumbling down the stairs as the books scattered. She looked up as one of the books came flying at her and hit her head. "OUCH!" BV said rubbing the spot where the books hit.
"Hey! You alright?" A voice called out. BV looked for the speaker but her vision was blurred from the book hitting her head.
"Yeah, I'm fine!" BV said as her vision came back into clarity. She looked up and saw a boy about her age with black hair covering his glasses, which in turn covered his brilliant emerald eyes.
The boy said, "Here let me help you up."
"NO!" shouted BV. Then she said, "I'm sorry, but no thanks I'm fine."
"You took a big fall, you sure?" The boy asked her.
"Yeah, I'm sure, my ankle is just a little stiff that's all." Bridgette said pressing off the floor placing her weight on her own two feet again. "OW!" She screamed falling back to the ground.
"SURE," The boy started, "Let me see," He said pushing her jean leg up. Bridgette backed away from him pulling her swollen ankle with her. "LET ME HELP YOU." The boy demanded.
"I'm sorry, I can't allow you to do that." BV said.
He looked very puzzled at her and said, "Why not? Don't trust people too well?"
"EXACTLY WHY! Now if you don't mind get out of my way so I can get up." BV snarled.
"How do you propose to do that?" The boy asked BV.
She responded, "I won't stand on that ankle."
"So your going to hop up four flights of stairs then through a busy hallway, needless to mention what happens if the stairs shift on you." He said sarcastically.
"Shut up!" BV snapped.
He said, "So, Now are you going to let me help you?"
"What choice to I have?" BV said sighing deeply. This was the last thing she wanted to do, but he was right. She'd never be able to hop up four flights of stairs, let alone the fact she didn't know where the nurse's office was.
"Okay, I think... Yeah that'll work. Okay I think I'll have to carry you." He said.
"No offense, but aren't you a little small to be carrying someone like me?" She asked.
He said, "Probably, but I'll act as a crutch for you, then." He knelt down and gestured for BV to wrap her arms around his shoulder.
"Hold on, I'll put a lightening charm on myself, that way it will be easier for you to carry me." BV said swishing her wand. Then proceeded to wrap her arms around his shoulders. He then lifted her with much ease. "By the way, thank you." BV said.
"Your welcome...?" He started.
"Bridgette Viktoria." She said.
He answered, "I'll have to get you to write that one down."
"Or BV is fine, everyone else does."
"Alright BV." He said.
"And you are?" She asked.
He said, "Oh! Me? I'm Harry, Harry Potter."
"HARRY POTTER!?" I exclaimed.
"Oh not you too BV!" He sighed.
"Sorry." BV said as a blush crept across her cheeks.
"Here we are BV." Harry said setting BV down and helping her lean against a wall as he opened the door for her. Then Harry helped her hobble in.