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Rated: M for sexual content, language, adult themes, and violence

Chapter Five
"Questions"

It was the first weekend of term and Bella was out of the Hospital Wing. The day outside looked pleasant but Bella remained indoors. Most students were out on the Grounds meaning the chances of Bella running into many people were low and she especially did not want to run into Malfoy. She still couldn't get the memory she'd seen out of her head. Had Malfoy really been that little boy she had seen being raped by his own father? It wasn't possible…was it? It couldn't—
"Hey, Grundy!"
Bella froze. "W-wh-what do you want, Malfoy?" she didn't dare turn around and look at him for fear of seeing another one of his memories. When Malfoy didn't answer her Bella slowly turned around but didn't look him in the eye. She did, however, notice that Malfoy was for some reason by himself for once. "What is it?" asked Bella some of her old confidence coming back into her voice.
Before Malfoy could open his mouth the Parkinson girl, who Bella shared a dorm with, walked up to them.
"There you are, Draco." She had an almost oily voice that seemed to match her short black hair perfectly.
"Well," snapped Bella suddenly angry. "I'll just leave you two alone." She turned on her heel and marched determinedly down the hall, her black stick straight hair swaying behind her. Bella wasn't at all sure why she'd blow up like that. She was so lost in thought it took her a few seconds to realize that she had just run into someone.
"OUCH!" yelled the voice of one of the other people Bella shared a dorm with (the one she didn't know the name of).
"Sorry." Said Bella more out of habit then sincerity. She noted that the other girl had light brown short hair and abnormally bright eyes, which were an almost unnatural yellow. "What's your name?" asked Bella fixing her robs.
"Ivy Meliflua." Said the girl with a slight nod of her head.
"I'm Bella Grundy."
"Grundy, is it?" asked Meliflua with a sniff. "That sounds like a Muggle name to me."
"Well, I'm not a Muggle-born or a half blood if that's what you're implying." Said Bella stuffily.
"Shit, that's a let down!" Said Meliflua dropping her high-and-mighty act. "We haven't had a Muggle-born or a half blood in Slytherin in almost fifty years!"
"You make it sound like a bad thing." Said Bella lifting an eyebrow.
"Oh—er—of course it's not a bad thing! I mean—we Slytherins are the purest of purebloods." Meliflua was now fumbling with her robs nervously.
"What about the Dark Lord?" Bella almost laughed her heart out at the way Meliflua jumped at the mention of the Dark Lord. "He was a half blood, you know, but still in Slytherin."
"Well—that's different!"
"Hmph, indeed. You know, Meliflua—"
"You can call me Ivy."
"—Ivy then, if people find out you're Muggle-born obsessed the music would not please."
Ivy gasped. "Have you read Titus Andronicus?"
"No, your point?"
"Aaron the Moor says something like that in act two scene one."
"Oh…but in any case, you'd better hide your little obsession with Muggle-borns a bit better in the future. There are people in this house who will not take kindly to it."
"Righty-o!" said Ivy. "And can I call you Bella?"
"And why would you need to do that?"
"Well, it'd just be weird to always call you Grundy, you know?"
"No, I don't know. But I suppose you can call me Bella, though I still don't see the point." With that Bella had intended to just walk away from Ivy but Ivy followed her.
"So, I hear you fainted after Herbology on the first day of term," Said Ivy excitement in her voice. "is it true Malfoy jinxed you?"
"No, he didn't jinx me." Said Bella trying to figure out why this girl was following her.
"Then what did happen? Are you a Seer? Did you collapse from having a vision of the future?" Ivy seemed like she might start bouncing with excitement at any giving moment.
"I'm not a Seer." Said Bella shortly. "and it's not really any of your business why I fainted, now is it?"
Ivy hung her head. "I was just curious."
Bella sighed. "If you must know, I'm a born Memorgist."
Ivy starred wide-eyed at Bella. "You—you're a natural Memorgist? Wow! So you can really see people's memories?"
"Yes, but I still can't control what I see and when I see it. I usually have to have eye-contact with the person."
"Wicked!" breathed Ivy. "So, did you faint from seeing one of Malfoy's memories?"
Bella paused. "Yes…" Bella and Ivy turned a corner and started going down to the dungeons towards the entrance to their common room.
"What memory did you see?" asked Ivy.
"Now that really is not any of your business." Bella stopped in front of what looked like a blank wall. "Bloodstone." A hidden door in the wall slid open and Bella and Ivy walked into their common room.
"If you want," said Ivy. "I can help you catch up on the lessons you missed."
"Fine." Said Bella.