A/N: Hey people! Latest installment! I'm getting good at this! Only took me two days! Okay I normally don't do this but to my anonymous reviewer.... Unpredictable. You think Noel's BV's? Well let's see what you think at the end of this chapter! Okay Unpredictable also has no idea and I can promise you this you will have no idea where this will go! (I'm not sure I know!)
Chapter 5 :
Maybe I Don't Know As Much As I Think I Do!
BV woke up and there on the vanity was a letter addressed to her. She couldn't imagine who'd be writing to her, especially since her mother just mailed her the other day. BV turned the envelope over and noticed the American address:
Jocelyn Ramsey
120 Hemlock Road
Boston MA USA 12345 (a/n I know real creative! As you can tell I don't live in Boston!)
BV suddenly realized it was actually Stacey, her sister in law. Her brother Pierre was to Stacey Ramsey when BV was only 13 and he was only 18. BV was rather fond of Stacey, since she never had any sisters of her own. Stacie goofed around with BV, took her shopping and basically showed BV how to be true to yourself and maintain it. BV always accredited Stacey with making her the Bridgette Viktoria Reinheart everyone knew and most of the time "loved". Stacey was writing under the pen name, Jocelyn Ramsey, because of what happened to Pierre. BV's mother was afraid Stacey would die if the death eaters ever discovered her. BV's mother also worried about Stacey's health at the time considering she was pregnant expecting her first child in July. July came and went by. Stacey gave birth to a beautiful baby girl. In August, Stacey came to the Reinheart's asking them to protect her child and give her the love she needs. Stacey argued that she couldn't give her daughter the love she needed when she was running from death eaters. So Marlene agreed to take in Stacey's daughter. BV grew very attached to the little baby. For her it felt as though there was a bit of Pierre in her arms. Angel standing by, BV's mother, Marlene, called it. For she too felt that presence of her lost son inside that little baby. BV wanted to hear what Stacey had to say so she quickly ripped open the letter. It read:
Hey girl!
Hey BV, it's been along time! I hope your taking it easy on Hogwarts, remember they're not use to independent girls who are them no matter what. Keep staying true to the real BV. I bet your wondering what I wrote for. I have to tell you something very important, you may start hearing rumors about me, DO NOT listen to them! They are lies set up to ruin my reputation. People will try to convince you they're right and you're wrong, DON' T PUT UP WITH IT! Hope the Pierre's little angel's alright, your mum says she's doing good! Can't wait to see you at Christmas!
Lots of love, Stacey
"Yoga Rhonda?" BV asked
"Yeah, need your hair braided BV?" Rhonda asked bending over and hugging her knees.
"Not really, I think I'll wear it in a French twist today." BV said sitting in front of the vanity. She pulled out a brush and slowly took it through her locks of blond hair. She stared at her reflection, her face was paler than she remembered. Her hair was blonder than she remembered. "What's wrong with me?" She whispered.
"What's that?" Rhonda asked as she moved her foot off the ground placing it on her thigh.
"Hey Rhon, do I look kinda pale?" BV asked.
"You've always looked like that. Why?" Rhonda said exhaling and releasing the position.
BV fingered her locks, "Nothing, it's just I never remember looking this pale or my hair being this blonde."
"Well, BV, you've looked like that since we met you. I mean, naturally you're a fair skinned person! Better than when we first met you! Andrea and Marietta thought you had part veela blood!" Rhonda said starting to laugh.
"What's so funny about that? They're right, so?" BV said agitated.
"Right about what?" Rhonda said moving her arms.
"The veela blood," BV snapped.
Rhonda fell out of her position and stepped forward to save her self, "What! You're part veela?"
"Yeah, only a quarter though, so?" BV asked.
"That's really rare! Where's your family originally from?" Rhonda asked.
BV fingered her locks again, "Austria, that's where we are now."
"That explains it!" Said Rhonda, "Veela are commonly found in central Europe. But still that's something to be proud of."
"Proud of?" BV muttered.
FLASHBACK
"Bridgette Viktoria, honey, I want you to know something. I don't know if you've noticed this, but you're a little different than most other girls." Marlene said pulling a brush through her seven year old daughter's hair.
"Yes mother, I've noticed. Most of the other girls make fun of me. They call me an albino... what is that anyway?" The small girl asked sitting straight up in her chair.
"Albino? Well it's a rare skin condition when you have no pigment, you know... color, in your skin, eyes, lips." Marlene said as she began to braid her daughter's long hair.
The girl sat there as if she were a doll made out of porcelain, "Oh, I see.... ... ... Mummy am I an albino? Seriously, I don't have much color in my skin, my hair is very blond."
"No Bridgette Viktoria, no not at all. I think you're old enough to understand this concept. First off, you know you are a witch. There are a breed of magical witches called veela. Veela have very pale complexions and light blond hair. You are part veela, I believe only 20 percent, but that is enough to give you the characteristics of a veela."
"I see." Bridgette Viktoria said standing up with ever grace and poise.
END OF FLASHBACK
After this Bridgette realized that this would be a problem in her later years. But she quickly learned she was wrong. At Vincentian most people were worried about their grades rather than who would be nice to ask out on a date.
"HEY! BV!" Cho said snapping her fingers in front of the dazed BV.
"Sorry Cho!" BV said smiling and snapping out of her current trance.
"Can we talk sometime?" Cho asked BV.
"Sure, how about now?" BV said brushing the last of her blond hair out.
"Can we wait till everyone leaves, I wanted to ask you in private." Cho said looking uncomfortable.
"I can go without breakfast." BV said
"I can too." Cho said.
"Okay." BV said as she pulled her hair into a ponytail. Rhonda and Marietta got their bags and left.
"You two coming?" Andrea asked as she walked out the door.
"In a minute." BV said smiling and with that Andrea left the room.
"Okay, sorry, I bet your wondering why I wanted to talk to you." Cho said as soon as Andrea shut the door behind her.
"Only a little." BV said smiling
"I just.. uh.. I just wanted to thank you again for last night... you know... listening like that." Cho said kind of unsure of herself.
"Your welcome... um... Hey Cho, can I ask you something? " asked BV smiling slightly.
"Sure." Cho said looking puzzled at BV.
"What do you really want to ask me?" BV said smiling.
"I need to work on my cover story huh?" Cho said blushing.
"Just a little." said BV smiling at Cho.
"Well it's about last night.... Ya know, with the picture... I'm one of these people I hate to be lied to, BV. Even if it's small like that, what was up with that?" Cho asked looking intently at BV.
"Yeah I'm sorry about that, I wasn't entirely thinking too clearly, 2:30 in the morning will do that to you." BV said now slowly turning red.
"So what is it?" Cho asked sharply.
"I so screwed that up, okay here the story is.... I'm really sorry, I was tired last night. Okay it's what I said originally to Andrea, it's my brother's. His widowed wife left the baby with us. She was feeling inapt to take care of a baby after the death of my brother."
Cho looked at her and then said, "So where did your mom come from?"
"It's just... I'm sorry.. it's hard to talk about. We were so stuck on tragedies last night that I kept thinking about my Mom." BV said as a tear started to fall, "She was pregnant at the same time my sister in law was... Mum wasn't as lucky to have a healthy little baby. My mother went into labor and there was... nothing we could do." BV finished helplessly waving her hand in the air.
"You mean the baby died?" Cho asked edging closer to BV.
"Sorta, it was a still born baby. The poor little guy didn't stand a chance." BV said wrapping her arms around herself in an attempt to contain her tears.
"I'm sorry, we were talking about death it was only natural for you to think about that when I mentioned the word baby huh?" Cho said as tears formed in her eyes.
"Yeah, just a bit." BV said, "OOH! Look at the time we gotta go to class."
Later that day
"Potions, fun, fun, fun!" Marietta said smiling at BV.
"Hey, BV! Do us a favor and just shut your mouth in class today!" Andrea said
"HEY! Someone's gotta give 'em hell! May as well be me!" BV said readjusting her backpack and waving her hand carelessly around.
"Well maybe another day BV!" Cho said smiling, "Don't try it back to back alright?"
"I'll try." BV said.
"Promise you won't!" Rhonda said.
"I can't do that Rhon." BV said smiling and opening the door to the freezing cold potions classroom.
"Hello Miss Reinheart," Professor Snape said in a smooth voice, "I hope we have our temper under control today."
"It normally is, unless I have a reason to loose it." BV said smiling sweetly and annoyingly at Snape.
"I did not like that tone, Miss Reinheart." Snape said warningly.
"Alright, I'll just like.. um.. adjust it!" BV said in a ditzy voice.
"Bridgette Viktoria Reinheart!" Snape yelled at her. "DETENTION!" BV started to snicker as he walked away from the Ravenclaws.
"Nice going blondie!" Andrea whispered, "We already have a shit-load of homework!"
"Shut it Andrea. He's really going to regret that!" BV snarled cracking her knuckles carelessly.
"Sure, I think he's after something, normally he doesn't match people's comments...." Cho started.
"Cho!" Rhonda said, "No one ever comments! Professor Snape just insults people and they take it! BV's an American Bad Girl!" Rhonda said smiling and slapping BV's arm.
"Yeah Rhon, I'm 100% American Bad Girl shit." BV said with a sarcastic smile.
"Give em hell Harry." Andrea said.
"Yeah whatever." BV said. "Talking about Truman not me!" Class passed and the class was assigned a rather large potions essay due last day before the Christmas break. The bell rang and everyone got up and Snape called out:
"Miss Reinheart! A word if you please." Snape said as BV slammed her backpack down. She then ripped the bench out and threw herself down on it. "Attitude will not do you well in my class, Miss Reinheart. I shall tell you this, I will not tolerate it any longer."
"Uh Huh, sure." BV said folding her arms.
"You seem to think this about that little conflict we had before class don't you?" Professor Snape asked smiling at BV.
BV looked at him with a puzzled look and then said, "Yeah, so when's the detention?"
"There is no detention, Miss Reinheart, Professor Dumbledore would like to speak with the two of us. I have been told why, but I am under the impression that you have no idea what-so-ever!" Professor Snape said leaning back.
"Well, that's about the first thing you've said right about me within the last two days." BV said leaning back against the table top behind her.
"Okay, Miss Reinheart, we are not playing your stupid little game. I wondered where you had learned about the Avada Kedavra potion. Stacey Ramsey ring a familiar bell in your head?" Snape asked smiling.
"What's Stace got to do with anything?" BV asked sitting up.
"OH! Stacey has everything to do with this." Professor Snape said.