[ Isabella Pov ]

Classes came and gone, the only thing that actually worried me for some reason was Umbrage asking Potter to come to her office for a detention. It only worried me because I know about her ways, the lady was insane in her own ways. She's no better than the bad people her and the Minster claim to try to bring down. She hates kids, and I know since Harry almost made a fool out of her in her own class room made her mad.

I closed my eyes and tried to drift my earring out, and bingo. I could hear the one my brother calls mud-blood telling Potter that he needs to report her. I had no doubt she had done something barbaric. Hearing him say he didn't want to, because old ass Dumbledore had enough on his plate, he also figured nobody would believe him.

I stood up from my bed, and took off my robes. No use going into no man's land in my house colors, they will think I'm there to torture somebody or something. I am a Malfoy after all, they expect nothing less, nothing more. I took my wand and waved it in front of me, changing my clothes.

I then apporated into the Gryffindor common room where Potter and his friends, as well as those Vampires were.

I looked up and they all stood. This just pissed me off. So I scoffed and snorted very much unladylike.

" I'm not here to kill anybody, calm down for Merlin's sake! Potter let me see your hand." I told him softly, I didn't need him thinking I was going to break it.

Better yet, I didn't need to be expelled for killing a vampire who thought I was attacking when I'm merely trying to help.

" What?" He asked

I rolled my eyes and stomped my foot in anger. Better stomping my foot then blowing something up right?

" Give me your hand, I can stop the burning, as well as get rid of the scar. It could pester up and you could possibly lose your hand. Since you aren't reporting what that ugly woman did to you." I said while rolling my eyes again and just grabbing his wrist.

He gasped of course, for what reason I don't even know. Boys, always over reacting.

I took a look at his hand. It looked very ugly, almost as if his skin had melted off of his hand and he tried to put lumpy wax that matched his tone on his hand. Flattening his hand out and placing it on top of mine, I could feel the throbbing. It was infecting, and if something wasn't done soon, it could possibly get worse.

That woman is so lucky that she didn't do this to my baby brother. Or else I would have Avada'd her ass before she could blink. Tending back to Potter's hand, I closed my eyes to see what had been carved into his hand.

"I must not tell lies?" I whispered in confusion.

I know I haven't actually been home in a while, but Merlin! Was he lying or wasn't he lying is what I wanted to know. The last time I heard, The Dark Lord had been off tending to 'business' or whatever it is that he does. Nagini hadn't even been in the manor either, at least not when I'm there. I should know, my snake Milani favors Nagini for some reason. I wondered if The Dark Lord really did do what this boy is saying. I really need to get with the now, I'm completely left out.

Feeling awkward enough, I just shut my trap. I closed my eyes and concentrated with my wand hovering over his wound. I said a silent spell, and could hear his hand mending back into perfect condition. Five more times of the same thing, I finally opened my eyes and looked down.

It looked brand new! Well, it looked normal again. Then I felt out of place, like I was some sort of plague in a very clean room. I mentally snorted. If any of these people though that they were anymore better than me, or even spoke the thought out loud, I may be sent to Azkaban.

" W-why'd you help Harry?" The brown frizzy hair had asked. The mud-blood.

I looked towards her, and focused on her. Her thoughts where in awe, and nothing rude or in blame. She wondered if I had different motive, that made me scoff out loud this time.

" If I was helping for a different purpose then I would have made it seem like I healed him, but didn't. You people swear that because of my last name and who my father is, and because my brother detests your friends and you, that I'm one in the same. I guess trying to be nice, gets you no where in the end." I huffed out

She took a step back, probably since I was angry. I wanted to hex her, but I calmed myself. Bella you cant hex this girl, at least not on school grounds. I told myself, giggling mentally.

" I, I'm sorry I just" I cut her off with a hand being placed in her face.

It was rude, but effective.

" I only did the right thing. If she had done it to my brother, she wouldn't be breathing right now. Now if your all done thinking I'm going to murder you after helping Potter, then your sadly mistaken. Not a word of this to anybody. " I said glaring around the room.

I'd make sure they wouldn't tell anybody of this, father wouldn't be too pleased. People would begin to think I'd gone soft. Isabella Marie Malfoy doesn't do soft.

" What side are you on?" the big vampire blurted out of his idiotic mouth.

I told you his weakness was himself. I whipped around, and looked at him.

" I wasn't aware there was a side that I had to chose." I spoke calmly.

After that I took my leave and left. I honestly didn't know how else to respond to the question. I didn't know what side I was on. Was I on the dark side? Clearly something inside of me is dark, but then again isn't there something dark inside of everybody? Yes, but not exactly how I feel. I feel as if I want to embrace my dark side more often than what's right. I guess just my anger and emotions get the best of me. It's not like I've killed anybody, or seriously tortured a person before.

On the other side, the light side of me. I feel the need to help people who truly deserve it and need it. Like Potter, I didn't think he deserved what punishment that cruel woman gave him. He was only speaking out of what he knows, I don't think Potter would lie about anything with such importance. Part of me wants to do good, to be good all of the time. To not let my dark side win, but more time then others, my dark side over takes.

I honestly don't see much a difference between both sides. Both sides want the same thing, well at least almost the same thing. Then again what really chaps my ass is the fact that people are so stuck on Dumbledore they don't see what he does. He's such a manipulator. I know he is, and yet people think he's such a saint. Manipulation is what truly good people consider dark. So what exactly is the good and the bad? I don't see much a difference in both sides.

I do know what thing, if it came down to My mother, and brother's safety, then I'd chose what ever side I had to. If anything came down to a war, I'd make sure that mom and Draco are safe, and not hurt, not by anybody. Daddy on the other hand. Even though I know he loves me, he will do anything to please The Dark Lord. I'm sure he'd hand over me, or mom, or even Draco to the Dark Lord if it meant that Daddy would be getting something like serious honor and praise and power. I love my dad, but he's really not the best guy in the world.

I got back to my common room, and plopped down completely unladylike. Not even caring about being graceful right now. Though if mom would have seen it, she would have given me a look, that clearly said, you were raised better than that.

Draco was in his room with Blaze, and his other friends. No doubt being idiots. Boys, I'll never quite understand them. Then again they aren't much different than girls. They gossip, and all of that, just like us girls. A girl that I actually like from one of my classes, sat down next to me, her name is Millie.

" You look as if your thinking about something hard." Millie said.

I looked at her and gave her a small smile. She really wasn't that bad of a girl. Thank Merlin she isn't anything like that pestering twat Pansy. I really couldn't stand that girl, only going after my brother for status. Completely different Millie and Pansy are.

" Have you ever wondered, if you were to have to decide, which would you truly chose. The dark side, or the light side?" I asked in a whisper not really wanting to draw attention around here.

She looked up at me in shock, then covered herself up. She sat silent for a minute, thinking about her choices and weighing the options.

"Bella, just because your in this house, and because you bare the Malfoy last name. That doesn't mean that your dark, that your evil or no good. There is always a choice, now mine, even though I'm in this house, and would probably be named a traitor, I'd chose the light. I wouldn't want to have to follow under somebody. I want to live free and be happy." She told me with a gentle smile at the end.

I sighed and nodding whispering my thanks. She let me alone for a bit and I kept to my thoughts.

The next day I woke up earlier than everybody else. I sat myself down in the Common Room and decided to write my mother a letter, and have it sent out to her.

After finishing my letter and had it sent off, I decided to get ready for the day. I dressed in my robes. I started to do my dark brown almost black hair. I let it flow in nice loose curls, and pinned the all brown side back. I then did my makeup. Nothing to heavy, a nice amount of eyeliner around my eyes, and I placed mascara on both top and bottom lashes. I already placed the Slytherin green on my eyelids, it matched my robs and eyes as well.

When I was done perfecting my makeup, people were already gathering into the common room to make their leave for breakfast. I went up to my door room and kissed my snake and told her to be good. I really didn't see how she could be bad, unless she ate somebody's pet mouse or something. Then again who in the heck would want a mouse for a pet. Disgusting things.

I met Millie by the doors, and we walked together to the Great Hall to eat. We chatted lightly, mostly gossiping. It was on of the most completely normal things I've ever done before.

Sitting down at our house table, breakfast began. I put two slices of powdered toast on my plate and some sort of granola with yogurt and a few pieces of sausages. As well as a glass of juice, I didn't really favor milk to much, it tastes weird after it gets lower than a certain degree.

I started to eat, and my brother soon joined Millie and myself. He gathered a load of food on his place and soon started eating with his friends, Blaise, Crab , and some other idiot he calls his friends. Though I have to admit those three stay loyal to him, so I really cant judge them besides the fact the way the two large ones eat is beyond sickening.

I glanced up and caught the looks of the vampires and Potter. I looked down the row and completely lost my appetite. The red headed boy Ron was eating, well if that's what you call eating. He had a book in one hand, and a spoon in the other, not even looking at what he was doing. He shoved spoonful upon spoonful in his mouth at a rapid pace. The thing that disturbed me more, is that the whole time he was talking while he was eating, so you could see the food being processed down.

Looking down at my food, then back up at the Wesley boy, I pushed my plate away. No food is appealing after seeing that ghastly sight. I took a look around my house table, and noticed the two large boys my brother hangs out with, doing the same thing.

" Honestly Draco, what type of animal are those two? Pigs?" I said with disgust.

Draco looked up at me, then turned to see what I was looking at. He then slapped the two boys in the back of the head and told them to slow down and breathe. I just frowned at him. Surely not all of his friends were like that. I took a look at Blaise and noticed that he ate properly.

The day passed on as usual, and the weeks passed on as well. So many events happened many people from Azkaban were broken out, the Minister was blaming that one on my second cousin Sirius Black. Complete traitor to my family, from what I'm told. Also, Umbrage had completely started taking over so many parts of the school. Teachers were questioned and tested, rules around school started changing or rules had started to be added and nailed to one of the many bare walls. The caretaker, Flinch had almost taken a few falls nailing those ridiculous rules up, not that I honestly cared for the man.

Soon enough Draco and I were packing up our trunks and getting ready to go home for Christmas holiday. I was really excited, I might be able to greet Aunt Bellatrix. We've talked through letters, and I've come to love her very much. I was named after her and my mother after all. Narcissa, is the Isa part of my name, and Aunt Bellatrix is the Bella part of my name. There for Isabella! Then again I really didn't think I would be seeing her around the house, at least not anytime soon.

My mother is taking Draco and I to Bulgaria. I do know mother plans on surprising Draco with one of the home games of the Bulgarian Quiddich team. Draco secretly is a huge fan of one of the players. I don't care to much about the sport, I just find it hilarious watching people get knocked around.

I was also looking forward to the different shops there. I could buy father something great that I know he will love. Draco as well, and mother. I guess I could go ahead and get something for my aunt, and ask father to give it to her. He no doubt will be seeing her around, since she is a Death Eater just like father.

The train ride to meet up with mother was quiet, which I enjoyed. I really didn't feel like being bothered by anybody. My mind kept going back to the side I was on. If I even wanted to pick a side, or if I even had the pleasure of picking a side. I really couldn't wait to see mother, I have a feeling that we will have one of our many talks.

Getting off of the train, I was getting ready to pass the vampires. When I was almost passed, I felt a cold hand gently grab my wrist. I stiffened and then turned around to look at the idiot who touched me. Looking up I was greeted with the face of the one they call Edward. He was looking down to me, his golden eyes soft and swimming with some sort of emotion I really didn't have any want to figure out.

"Is there a reason why you are holding me up, so I have to keep my mother waiting Cullen?"I asked trying to keep a sneer out of my voice.

My anger was starting to bubble up. I didn't like anybody trying to touch me with out my say so. Let alone being touched without my say so, but right now, he was restraining me from walking any farther. I could feel my brother gripping my hand in his.

He knew I would whip my wand out and end this vampire, right here, right now if he didn't take my hand. I was mentally yelling at my brother but the other half was thanking him. I didn't exactly want to be sent away to Azkaban for killing somebody. But then again my inner self was questioning if Edward would be considered a person, and not just a walking corpse.

"I just wanted to wish you a Merry Christmas, Isabella" He told me quietly

"Yes, well thank you. Now will you remove your hand from my wrist so I can go home and enjoy it." I asked him.

He nodded and slowly pealed each finger from my wrist. Once he let go all the way I pulled my brother along, while silently cursing at myself for not hexing the damn vampire who thought he could touch anybody he pleased. And that anybody was me.

" DRACO, BELLA! I've missed you so much!" Mother cried as she seen us approaching her.

I smiled, feeling great to see her, and went and hugged her. Draco of course stood there scratching his neck. He didn't want to show everybody around how much of a Mommy's Boy he really is.

"It's great to be going home! I've missed you!" I told her and kissed her cheek.

She smiled at me with a world winning smile. My mother looked to be aging, but she was still the most beautiful woman to me. I loved her naturally dark and blond hair, it smelled nice.

We got to the Manor, and settled in. Placing away our old clothes, and started packing right away. We were going right away after we say goodbye to father.

Mother came into my room to help me. She sat down on my four poster bed and started to fold up whatever tops and bottoms I threw on there.

"How was everything at the school?" She asked quietly

I sighed and sat down next to her and started to fold as well.

"Interesting. Everybody thinks I'm evil because of my last name and because I'm a Slytherin. They also ask me which side I'm on. The dark or the light?" I told her with my eyes starting to sting with tears.

I may hold up this strong wall, because I am strong. But I'm completely a very emotional girl. The anger I've been feeling, and feeling out of loop with everything, and everybody expecting me to decide something I wasn't even sure to decide. I couldn't help but want to cry. Everything has been so overwhelming.

Mother looked shocked to see me cry over something so, not worth crying over. She pulled me close to her and shushed me, while running her fingers through my long hair.

"Let me tell you something, and you listen good alright? There is no side to chose, only do what you believe in or what your heart tells you. I would do anything to protect your brother and you, I would give over my life. At the same time, I would kill for the two of you as well, and kill anybody who even seemed to be a threat to my family. Your heart will chose for you, your heart and your mind work two different ways. Your heart knows your true wants and needs, and dislikes, and what have you. But Isabella, don't feel pressured to decide something your not ready to decide." She told me softly

" There is just this really dark part of me, that wants to take over, that does take over most of the time. Though there is a part of me who wants to care for those who deserve to be cared for, the light side of me. I'm not sure which my heart is, dark, or light. I feel the want and need to hurt those who piss me off and look at me whichever way I don't agree with. But what stops me is the fear of being sent to Azkaban and being caught." I explained to her.

She sighed and lifted my face up to look at her by placing her hands on both sides of my face.

"I'm a dark witch. Your father is a dark wizard, your aunt is a dark witch. We follow The Dark Lord for different reasons than most people would think. I agree with most of the things The Dark Lord wishes to happen. The part of me that doesn't, is the light side of me, and that side which wants to not be involved, is pushed way because I could careless what happens to those who aren't my family." She told me while looking into my eyes.

Was she telling me to embrace my dark side?

"Your much like me, my sweet girl. Don't worry about sides right now. This is Christmas Holiday, let's just have some fun." She said smiling brightly.

I giggled and nodded my head and hugged her tight to me. My mother is the best in the world.

Soon enough, we said by to father, and I kissed his cheeks and have him a tight squeeze, which he returned added with a bright smile. Weird, but I shook it off. Whatever had him happy, lets hope it keeps him happy. He's such a Downer sometimes.

We took the flu network to get to our nice hotel we will be resting during our stay in Bulgaria.

It was beautiful, one of the most beautiful buildings I have ever seen in my life. The stone hotel which looked like a castle had the smoothest stones. The grass was so green I swear it was the purest of grass I had ever seen, I could even smell the freshness of it. The sky was light grey from day changing into night. Stars were starting to make their way out.

The night was spent doing light looking around, and eating in our room. Draco had even brought games with him in his trunk to play. So the three of us played a few game, and ate a nice dinner, and then went to bed.

The next day, the three of us went out site seeing. Mother had went her own way but making me promise to meet her in two hours at the hotel enterence. Draco went off on his own to look for presents. Saying we would cheat by looking if we went along.

I went on my own way as well. I had over heard some ladies talking about this wonderful jewelry shop a few blocks from the hotel. I really wanted to get my mother something nice from there, as well as father. He was complaining not to long about about having any cufflinks that match his suits he wears to work. So I planned to get home a few of those.

I was looking down at the map I had taken from the hotel directory, so I could know where I was going and not get lose, Merlin that would be embarrassing.

As I was looking down, rounding the corner, I slammed into a wall. A very warm wall, which held on to my shoulders to keep me from falling backwards. I looked up slowly and seen the most beautiful man I have ever seen in my life.

He had dark features, dark hair which looked to be shaven down closely to his head, his eyes were a dark brown, almost black. He had a small amount of facial hair around his mouth and outlining his chin. He looked local, someone who belonged here. He looked completely exotic.

" I'm sorry, are you alright" He asked me, his voice held a Bulgarian accent.

I could barely speak, which made me blush. Nobody has ever made me blush before.

" I'm fine, sorry I wasn't watching where I was walking." I told him with as much of a clear voice I could muster up.

He chuckled, it was a deep, smooth sound. He smiled brightly at me, which made him look even better, if that was possible.

Put yourself together Isabella, since when do you feel this way towards a boy. No man. This person in front of me was no boy, he was built muscularly like a man that went with his looks.

His hands where still holding on to my shoulders, which I didn't even seem to be minding. Any other time I would be pissed, and start yelling.

" My name is Viktor and you are?" He asked me

Why does that name sound familiar? I asked myself.

"Isabella" I told him as I looked into his eyes.

We held each other's gaze for I'm not sure how long. Still standing on the corner of the street, his hands still on my shoulders, and my hands on his chest. Right as he was about to say something, a bright flash blinded me from the side.

I regained my sight and seen a few reporters. What in Merlin's name is happening I asked myself.

Then it all started coming to me, as I could hear Viktor ushering me along in the direction I was going before he bumped into me. He was the boy that competed in the Tri-Wizard Tournament the year before this one, he was also famous for being the youngest player on a professional Quiddich team.

He asked me where I was headed, and I rushed out the name of the shop I wanted to see. He asked me what for, and I told him Christmas for mom and dad. He came in the shop with me, and guided me with his large hand on the small of my back.

"Not to be rude or anything, but why are you with me right now?" I asked him looking up to meet his face.

He sighed and scrubbed his face.

"I'm sorry, It must be weird for you. I just, I just feel the need to be near you for some reason. I know I'm a stranger to you, you probably know who I am. But I wish to get to know you." He told me in a quiet tone, his accent still as strong as ever.

I almost didn't understand him.

"You are a stranger to me yes, but to my brother, your not. He met you last year. His name is Draco Malfoy." I told him

He looked shocked and I laughed at his face.

"I know him, after leaving from my visit at his school, I went home to my mom and told her all about it. I mentioned your brother and his friends, and she knows your mother. Mater of fact, my mother gave your mother tickets for my game in two days, she mentioned a daughter coming along with your mother." He said and his face pinched up in a confused look

I just left him standing there while I looked around. I didn't have to much time to dilly dally, and even though I wanted to plant my self and glue myself to this man, I knew I couldn't do that. He probably has many girls.

Finally picking out the perfect necklace and earring set for my mom, and deciding on purchasing five different sets of cufflinks for father, I was ready to leave. I paid and made my way to where Viktor had been looking around at things.

"Well, it was nice meeting you Viktor. I must get going now, and meet my mother for lunch." I told him as politely as I could.

"Let me walk you back?" He asked in a nervous tone.

I smiled and nodded. He held his elbow out for me to take, and I told him which hotel I was staying at.

We made it just in time for Draco to walk up to Mother, and them both turn to face me. Of course they both had wide eyes, and I'm almost certain, my brother was going to faint.

Holiday was certainly starting to feel better than it already did. I thought to myself.

-A/N ;

So what do you all think of this chapter?

Bella is starting to question what side she's on, and trying to find a real difference between each side. She also doesn't realize what side she as at heart.

We've gotten father into the mind of Isabella Malfoy, so we're starting to get a feel of how she is.

Seems a guy, as finally gotten Bella's attention…could he be a love interest? A friend?

Leave a review please, letting me know how you felt about this chapter, what did you like about it, what you didn't like about it, and what you'd wish to see next, or what you think is going to happen?

Most of you don't want to see Bella with Edward, nor Harry. Well Harry is out of the question, he belongs to Ginny they just don't know that yet remember. Edward seems to have some sort of affections for our dear Isabella. What do you think?

Is Viktor a good enough guy for Ms. Malfoy? Let me know!

P.S. - I'M LOOKING FOR A BETA FOR THIS STORY!