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AN: I'm dreadfully sorry about what pointless crap this chapter was. REALLY! I swear the next will be a bit better. Soon some really important stuff will happen! It will blow your mind! hehe. okay. to my lovely reviewers!:
Griffins95: Yeah, I think I was going for about twenty three. Oh well. I make many mistakes. Like, can you believe I've been spelling quidditch wrong? Cripes. Thanks a bunch though!
Soccergirl2044: I feel bad for her mom too. And as for the love in her life, I assure you you will be pleasantly surprised. J
And Bella may think her mother's weak, but I don't. I definitely agree that she is strong, but I think she's been brought down so many times, she's sort of forgotten how to be strong.
Yeah. Lucuis will get creepier. Ew, right?
I'm glad you're rooting for Lestrange and Bella, and that you liked the snowball fight. I apreciate your long reviews so much. yay.
Skull: He's pretty old. Thanks. I like your reviews, it's okay if you don't know what to say. Short is sweet, too!
Trinity Day: To your two reviews of 3&4 #!1: I like Bellatrix too. Didn't mean to come off insulting her or something. #2 Yeah I know! I felt really bad for him, even as the author.
Here it comes. The chapter with no significance!:
Chapter 11Narcissa was off, as her father introduced her to some death eater or another. And Andie was sitting there.
It was loud, and was beginning to give her a headache.
And from all the water she'd been sipping at to ease her boredom, she now had to go to the toilet. Really bad.
So she got up, and wandered out of the ball room, searching for a powder room.
The place was a labrinth, completely oversized for a home, and although Andie's house was rather…very large, she couldn't imagine living here.
Soon, she discovered, she was completely oblivious to where she was.
"Oh shit." She muttered, sitting down on the carpeted staircase.
She sat, for a few minutes, hoping a house elve or a resident of the house would pass by and she could query her way to a toilet.
Finalley someone came into view. But they weren't a house elve.
"Well, well well." Cackled a blond boy, who she recognized as Marshell Macnair. "What do we got here?"
"Looks like a lost gryfinndor to me. So, Gryffindor, what do you want here? You know you don't belong." Caleb Crabbe spat, and nudged Kevnar Goyle standing next to him.
"You know what we have to do now, don't you?" Kevnar hissed, and Andie gripped her wand with a sweaty palm, and stood up.
"Let's teach the little lion a lesson for wandering where she's not allowed, huh?" Marshell raised his eyebrow, and pointed his wand at her throat as she attempted to run away, "Afraid, are you? I thought you were brave!" The others laughed, but Andie pulled out her wand.
"Tsk, tsk, Black." He grabbed her wand, examining it, "You know we're not allowed to do magic out of school."
"How silly of me." She muttered darkly, and toke her wand back. "Well, now we know that, can you please move?"
"Yes…how silly of you! We don't need to use magic to teach you a lesson. How do you think those damn muggles end up hurting eachother?"
Andies eyes widened as he pulled out a knife. She had no other resort.
She punched him, hard as she could, in the nose, and as he swaggered backwards, she made her escape.
"Just wait untill Hogwarts!" One called after her, as she struggled with her surrounding fabric to find her way back to the ball room.
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Her sister found her, informing her their father was staying the night, since he was too drunk to floo back.
"He can barely say his own name, let alone string out 'Black Estate'" Narcissa whispered as they went towards the fireplace.
The ball room was mostly deserted now, just a few stragglers stumbling around.
"Remind me to never come to one of these stupid parties again." She hissed back, crossing her arms.
"Something happen?" Narcissa inquired softly, and Andie shoke her head fiercly.
"Bunch of stupid boys…it's nothing."
"Sure?"
"It's nothing." She insisted.
****
They said their goodbyes quickly at the train station, and took the train back with mostly silence.
"Well, how did you holiday go?" Narcissa asked her two sisters as the train slide on by past Irish farmland, lit by the sun peeking through the thick clouds.
"Splendid." Bella said dreamily.
"Well, I can say one thing." Andie said lightly, "It's been much much worse."
The three of the mumbled incoherantly, and nodded a bit.
"But…it's been better too." Narcissa commented softly.
"There's always the inbetween, Cissa." Replied Andie soberly, "Neither of the extremes would exist without it."
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"Oh, Narcissa!" Charlotte and Petra met her at the gate, and they all did girly greetings with squeels and hugs.
"I missed you so much!" "Did you like my gift" "How are you" and many other things were exchanged as they neared the carriages.
"Oh, you are going to tease me about what I tell you next." Narcissa giggled as they were seated in the carriage.
"What's that?" Interogated Petra immedeatly, sitting with her head cupped in her hand.
"Wellll. Someone sent me this thing…"
"Post is an amazing thing…" Petra sighed sarcastically, and Narcissa nudged her.
"Oh let her tell the story." Charlotte laughed.
"Okay. Well I got this sort of Secret Admirer thing…"
The girls started laughing hysterically.
"And it was this very expensive gift."
"Always knew something like that would happen to you!" Charlotte gasped between laughs.
"No you didn't." Petra retorted, "You owe me ten sickles. Remember, during dinner, I bet you five galleons some bloke would send her a love letter…"
"Oh yes!" Charlotte said lightly."Well that's not important now. We need to figure out who sent her the letter…"
"Rufus Zabini is always awfully nice to her…"
"How about Seufrey Connor? I think I caught him stealing a glance or two at our Narcissa…"
"Stewart Gaming?"
"Nah. Ernest Morrel?"
"Don't think so. How about Jerimiah Brown..?"
"Enough of this!" Narcissa almost yelled, "I don't want you guys betting and debating on my non existant love life! I'm barely eleven, for cripes sake!"
They both muttered sorries, and when Narcissa was peering out the window, Charlotte passed Petra ten sickles, shrugging.
"Well, here we are!" Announce Petra, then lowered her voice mistly, "Welcome To Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry."
The girls laughed as they headed toward the castle, careless as they green swished across their shoes.
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"I missed you a lot."
"You just saw me yesterday"
"I know." She was hugging him, now they were out of the eyes of onlookers, like slytherins or her sisters.
"Something happen?"
"I'm not allowed to just miss you?"
"I dunno, you just seem more sensitive than yesterday."
"My Dad dragged me to a dumb party. It sucked. It was dripping with Death Eaters."
"Ew." Ted replied lightly, sniffling from the cold they had just escaped. "Well, I'm glad to see you back in one piece."
"Me too." She said, and gave him a peck on the cheek.
*****
"Nice to see you Black." Lestrange nodded as she entered the common room.
"Yes, you too, Lestrange." She plopped down in the chair, stretching out her sore legs, "So. You never told me your real first name."
"It's not important."
"Oh come now, it can't be that back."
"All right, okay." He said, a smile playing on his lips, "Rodolphus." He whispered.
"Oh, that's not bad at all." She replied playfully.
"But it is!" He insisted, but Bella shook her head.
"Nope. I'm calling you Rodolpus from now on."
"You're evil Black!" He called after her.
"Thanks!"
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Erp. I got rid of this stupid space before. oh well. go review my pretties!