Chapter 04 – Turning Bellatrix
Stanley House, Glasgow.
Bellatrix walked in to the large house, her robes billowing around her, a gleam in her eyes. She had a mission to perform, so her game face was in place. But behind the gleam there was fear, excitement, more fear and perhaps a little hope. She was a bad woman, she had done many evil things. Not that she considered them evil per say. It was a point of view after all. She had worked to better Wizarding kind. She had failed though. Now she was being given a choice. A choice she wasn't sure how to decide on. Either way, yes or no. She didn't know how to reply to that.
She stopped dead and span around, her wand coming up to point in the direction of the noise she had just heard. Freezing when she saw who it was. Her husbands killer. All legal, except of course for the fact he had apparently used an AK. She found it hard to believe he had done that. He hadn't had the ability to pull of an unforgivable before. Not all the way at least.
But it looked like it was crunch time. Yes or No, such small words. Small words that would change her life forever. Especially if she said Yes. A second chance at life. But so very hard to do. To change her life. She had been in no uncertain terms she would have to change her views, but then with this one looking out for her. That was almost a given. Muggle loving fool. She looked at the man steadily. His wand was trained in her direction. The last time they had fought it had been a foregone conclusion she would win. Now she wasn't so sure. But to fight would mean saying no. She didn't want to say no either. Because that meant another change. Possibly instant and fatal. Though Sirius had told her that wouldn't be the case. Just how much control did her cousin have over the situation when he was dead though... Dead by her hand, something that still horrified her, for many reasons. She had loved her cousin. Once, when she remembered what the word meant. Had played with him as a child. Shared her toys, he was in fact her first kiss, not that many knew that. As innocent as it had been, it was the first time she had kissed a boy on the lips. That almost made her smile. She had kissed many lips since then, odd that she should remember it so clearly.
She mentally gave herself a shake. Her mind wandered so much these days. Perhaps she really was insane now?
Off it goes again, Bellatrix smiled to herself.
What would she do, to be young again, hidden, protected by a powerful wizard that was oath bond to protect her instead of hurting her all the time. Sirius even told her that her mark would go away. The spell reverted her body back to when she was 16, 17 at a push. She had no dark mark then. Would it be nice to look at her arm and see no snake? No mark, no calls to kill people. Wizards, pure bloods at times. Her own cousin? Or the young man in front of her. Though Voldemort wanted him for himself. Rudolphus must've shit himself if he had realised who he was to fight. Her lips curled slightly at that thought. Damn it why didn't he say something, instead he just stood there looking at her. Was he going to break his oath? Kill her where she stood. Or try to?
Those eyes haunted her sometimes. The look in them when she had sent a mild bone breaker curse at her cousin. Knocking him that extra inch so the veil caught a hold of him. She hadn't meant to do that. Not at all. She had cried that night, in the safety and privacy of her quarters. Hurt him yes, stun him, put him out of the fight... Anything but kill him. He hadn't deserved that. Even he had not fought to his full ability. They both were looking to disable the other, not permenantly harm and oh merlin not kill.
Damn mind was wandering again. What was she going to do... Why didn't he move? Why just look at her with those beautiful eyes of his. Totally wasted on a man those eyes were. Not that they probably weren't popular with the ladies. Hell she even liked them. Even though there was anger there, in those emerald depths. No hate, why didn't he hate her. She hated her, why not him?
Oh, she didn't hate all she had done. She had believed in Voldemort's cause once. Believed in his vision. What a crock that had been. He cared for himself and power. Not the world of magic. It had been a sad day when she had realised that. Especially since she was neck deep in the shit by then. The ministry chased her, people hated her. There were children in Hogwarts without parents because of her. Perhaps she should ask him to end her now. The one with the wand in her face. Now she was 'divorced' he was her baron. He had to do any reasonable request. It wasn't unreasonable for sure. Despite the lack of hate in those lovely orbs of his, she'd be willing to bet he would like to kill her. Perhaps she should force the issue now.
Her wand twitched. Then relaxed a bit again.
Why didn't he move? He had seen her move her wand, she was sure of that. His eyes saw everything. They felt like they were in her mind, in her soul. IF she still had one and it was a big if.
If she said yes, her body going back to the way it was, would she get her soul back? That was worth a thought. Or would it be ever lost to the devil himself. He who wore the face of Voldemort now. Oh yes, she thought him the devil now. For anyone of her evil acts he had done worse, and ten times over. He would Murder for power, rape for pleasure, torture for fun, not for information. Even when she sent the Longbottoms insane she was after information. The fact her mind was already slipping back then hadn't helped her slow the curse down though. After all that time in the Azkaban cells she was barely holding on. As evidenced by the fact her damn mind had wandered again.
Damn that motionless man. Perhaps he would bore and kill her now? What would happen to her without a soul. Would she just stop breathing and that would be it. Bathed in green light for eternity?
What to do, What to Do?
Could he actually do it? Could he perform the spell. It sounded awfully powerful. Very dangerous, dark, and complex. He didn't strike her as the sort to be able to do that kind of Dark magic. Sirius thought he'd be able to pull it off. Bellatrix had her doubts.
Could she be happy if he did?
The fact she would have to live through the last knockings of puberty again was very nearly reason to AK the bastard here and now. Her lips twitched in amusement again.
Worse still. It was also a typical Sirius twist. But she would be a fucking Gryffindor if the spell worked. In amongst all those do gooders and 'brave sorts'. Stupid sorts in her opinion. It was just like Sirius to do that to her. God she'd have to do homework again and call the Muggle loving fool Headmaster and try not to spit at him every time she saw him. She'd be in school and in the same house as Neville Longbottom. That was pause worthy if nothing else was. Then there was the fact Mr Wand there would be her protector. Her Baron. A Half blood, her baron. It was bloody insulting in a way. In another it was typically Sirius. Getting back at the family that had shunned him. Though not nearly well enough given that he had the power to pull this off. Her stupid, evil old bag of an aunt. God how she hated that woman. In part for driving Sirius away in the first place. Also, and mostly, for contracting her off like cattle. Bitch!
Her dark eyes looked at her supposed saviour. He held himself differently now. Standing perfectly, his wand unwaveringly pointed at her heart. He hadn't budged an inch damn him. How was he so still, why was he so still. Was he even there? It wouldn't be the first time she had seen him, when he wasn't there. This was the first time he had been so clear though. He often turned up in her dreams of late. Those shocked eyes watching his Godfather die, at her hand... No not going there again so soon. No, not doing that.
He was pretty gorgeous for his age. She had to admit. Would she, oh god, would she fancy him if she regressed to his age? Wouldn't that be fun, not. She had been a little taken with his father at that age. But Harry was far better looking. Especially with those sodding eyes of his. That could be potentially devastating. She didn't take rejection well, and he would without doubt reject her. Being a teenager had some biological baggage. Her mind would stay the right age, but her hormones... Not likely. She didn't even want to contemplate that situation any more.
Yes or No.
Two such simple words.
Damn it why didn't he SAY SOMETHING.
Then she realised, he was waiting for her to answer the unasked question.
...Yes or No...
...Yea or Nay...
...Go or Stay...
...Trey La, Trey Dee...
Will he put me over his knee?
Bellatrix giggled slightly. Damn brain. Damn mind.
Not even a flicker from him. Damn it he was a bit scary.
She remembered another intense scary man. Would she become so fanatical about this one as she had the last? She hoped not. It was possible though, he had the same aura of power. The same intent look. Despite the age difference the two had a lot in common. One on the side of light, the other on the dark. Would she stay in the dark, go to the light. Or stand in twilight? Neither night nor day.
Could she stomach Dumbledore again? Unlikely.
She would be with Cissy, at least a little. Cissy had already denounced her husband. She lived with him now. Was she taken by him? Or did she take him? Bellatrix smiled for a flash of time. Cissy had fancied James even more than she had. This was no clone, but Bellatrix was willing to bet Cissy had felt the pull. She had a son the same age though, so perhaps not. But then Cissy wasn't the maternal type. How she had gotten Lucius in bed long enough to conceive was a mystery to Bellatrix. Let alone why she had done it. Probably just providing an heir. That seemed likely... Oh god she was off again.
Yes or No.
Where to Go.
What to do?
She looked into those emerald pools again. Saw the determination, the confidence. The knowledge held there and the power bleed that made them sparkle a fair bit as well. Dumbledore had that power bleed. It made his eyes twinkle. Voldemort had it once too. When he was still human. It made his eyes shine a little. With this one... They glowed. That spoke of a lot of power and not enough control. Perhaps she could help him there. She had much to teach. Not all of it was legal, but she had a lot to teach. She doubted he would like her trying to teach him her particular area of expertise, it wasn't torture curses either. She was, however, famous for the Crucio. No one realised that was because she had so much hate, hate for herself. For what she had become and all she had done after she had realised she was going down the road to hell. Could she get of it though?
Yes or No.
It all came to Yes or No.
No. She stayed on the road. Died in vain under the rule of an evil tyrant even she thought was wrong. The ideals she had fought for forgotten. Her last dregs of sanity no doubt Crucio'd out of her. Everyone she knew dead, probably by her hand. Would she kill Cissy. She had defected, would Voldemort send her for her next? It was the sort of thing the evil bastard would do, just for kicks. No. She stayed on the road to hell and took her fate with an insane grin on her face.
But...
Yes, she had a chance to start fresh. No one would remember Bellatrix LeStrange had been a death eater. She would be Bellatrix Black again. The exact details of her 'cover' was a mystery to her, but Sirius had that smile on his face when he told her. The smile that spoke of a prank to come. That worried her, her cousin had been dark, in his bloody pranks if not his views. Snape had suffered greatly in school. Yes, she could be back in school and perhaps taking a different career path. Or any path. She didn't have to go light, not if she didn't want to. She could be neutral. Yes. Voldemort could win and kill them all. Yes. Potter could win and she would never have to worry about being Crucio'd because Voldemort was bored. No prison, no more Azkaban, no more dementors sucking out her mind and her soul. Taking the little happiness she'd had and feeding on it. Bastards. She hated Dementors, she really did.
Pro and Con.
Yes or No?
"Yes"
-#-
Harry almost let loose with a curse when Bellatrix finally spoke. A single word, the play of emotions on her face had been fascinating to watch. She was obviously a little unhinged. But there was more sanity and intelligence behind her eyes than he had thought was left.
He didn't reply in words. He just stepped forward, lowering his wand. He reached out, pulled her to him and triggered the Port Key.
-#-
Cissy smiled when she saw Harry return with her Sister. Then frowned as they jumped away from each other.
"What did you do to me" they said together.
"Me? It was you" again at the same time.
"Stop that", together once more.
"Damn it! What did you do?", it was like they had practised or something.
"Urh..." Cissy said, "What's going on?"
Bellatrix turned towards her and smiled, "Cissy" she said her voice sounding amazed. Then she looked down, "What are you wearing?"
Cissy smiled, "It's fashion darling."
"I can see your legs" Bellatrix said with a smirk. "That's a bit daring."
"I can see them too" Harry said with a charming smile at Cissy."
"Eyes up" Cissy said by route. "Bella, how are you?" she asked her sister seriously.
Bella looked between her and Harry and smirked. Then said, "I've felt better."
The two hovered for a moment. They had not seen much of each other, and when they had it had been transitory to say the least. Eventually they gave into the feeling and hugged each other.
Harry smiled slightly. Though he was still... tingling from close proximity to Bella. What the HELL had that been all about? It was fairly obvious that Bella was no actress. So she had been as shocked and confused as he had for real. So god alone knew what it was. It wasn't unpleasant for sure. In fact he was semi-erect at the sensation. Which freaked him out on SO many levels. He hated to think what prolonged contact would do. Best not to find out if he could at all help it.
The two sisters started to cry all of a sudden.
Which Harry took as his cue to get the hell out of dodge. Crying women, not his favourite thing in the world. At least they weren't kissing him at the time, which was something he supposed. Not that he was opposed to the idea of snogging Cissy in the least. His libido was telling him he wasn't opposed to kissing Bella either. But he ignored that. Libido's did not make wise choices in snogging partners. He knew that from Cho.
'Damn stupid, hot, crying disaster area.' Harry thought to himself with a sigh. Then looked confused. Oh damn his libido it was inserting words into his thoughts again!
He walked out of the room and towards the nearest source of alcohol. He found that actually made things worse come to think of it. With that thought firmly in mind he headed towards his bath tub. At least a cold bath would help. Especially since he was still thinking of Cissy's legs wrapped around him and the feeling he'd gotten from Bella.
He wondered what Bellatrix's legs were like. Then slapped himself in the forehead.
Stupid Damn Libido.
-#-
After a little crying and hugging the two sisters separated and sat on the couch.
Bella looked around, "Where's wonder boy? Gone to fetch Dumbledore's slippers?"
Cissy glared at her.
"What?" Bella asked.
"For starters, don't call him that. Be nice, or else."
"Why?"
"Because he is helping you perhaps? Helping us?"
"I'm still not sold on that fact." Bella admitted.
"Oh, this is helping Bella. Against his own thoughts on the matter."
"What do you mean?"
"He wanted to kill you." Cissy said, shooting from the hip. "If not for his god father. Our cousin, you'd be dead by now."
"I don't think he's got it in him." Bella said scornfully.
"You have heard about LeStrange haven't you?"
"Of course."
"Well Harry killed him Bella. You must realise that."
"I do, but I figured it was because LeStrange got cocky and he got in a lucky shot."
"Not the way Harry showed me."
"Showed you?"
"he shared the memory with me last night on his return. Eventually."
"How, we don't have a pensive."
"No, but he is a master Legimens. That means he doesn't need a pensive." Cissy said with a haunted smile. "Rudolphus went out trying to back out of the duel. He refused to arm himself after accepting the duel. Harry wouldn't take his yield. So Rudolphus thought as you do, that Harry wouldn't do it. That he couldn't. Harry proved him wrong with an AK point blank."
Bella had a mildly impressed look on her face, "Who knew" she said with a bit of amusement.
"You have a twisted sense of humor" Cissy remarked.
"Is that a shock" Bella shot back.
Harry walked back into the room carrying two tubs of ice cream complete with spoons. Two Hot Chocolate mugs, steaming gently and a massive slab on cholocate on a tray. He put them on the coffee table and walked back out.
"That was sweet of him" Cissy said.
Bella eyed the ice cream, "What's that?" she asked.
"Ice cream. Just in a Muggle container."
"Oh, that was... thoughtful."
"He's like that." Cissy said.
Bella looked at her, then at her skirt again. "Why is it you're wearing such a short skirt?" she asked with a smirk.
"It's not like that." Cissy said. Though in truth it was a little like that. "It's a Muggle designer dress. Harry brought it for me. I have a closet full of them in fact. I like it."
"It's pretty, but... short. Like flashing your legs at him?"
"Perhaps a little" Cissy admitted, "But I'm doing this for a reason. The world is changing Bella, did you know there are more Muggleborn's in the school than any other? Harry tells me that they all hate the way we as adults dress. They won't be doing it. Fashion is changing. Already I've seen hem lines going up a bit. Clothing a little more Muggle even on the pure bloods. When is the last time you wore full robes?"
Bella shrugged, "School I suppose."
"They don't even do it there now. This" she said waving at herself, "Is the new fashion. Or will be." she said, then smirked, "Of course if looking at my legs gives him a bit of wank material I'm not against it."
Bella smirked, "Not doing it for him yet then?"
"He's half my age Bella" Cissy said with a slight smile, that said she had thought about it.
"He is." Bella said, "Of course if he can pull it off I'll be his age and half you age soon."
"No, you won't" Cissy said smirking.
"Oh, he can't do the spell?"
"Oh, he can do the spell. That man has power and skill to spare and then some. We've got all the ingredients for the ritual already. Some of which.." she shuddered, "Nasty stuff. He harvested the Basilisk skin himself actually. I've spent the best part of the day before you arrived grinding the stuff."
"How would he do that? Some baby somewhere?" Bella asked, distracted from her question. Her mind wandering as it tended to as of late.
"Not heard about that story then" Cissy said laughing slightly. "Come on, let's dig in before it melts." she said grabbing a tub and smiling when she read the label, "Cookie dough my new favourite food in the world. Bless him."
"What?" Bella asked, picking up the other tub. "Vanilla, how did he know?" she asked eyes gleaming virtually at the prospect. She hadn't had ice cream since leaving school. She grabbed a spoon and looked at the cartoon carefully.
"I doubt he knew. Just went for a safe bet. Oh god, here give it to me." Cissy said.
"Give up my ice cream?" Bella said, "Not bloody likely."
"You can't even open the tub" Cissy remarked with a chuckle.
"Oh, that's a point." Bella said passing it over. She watched Cissy crack the seal and rip off the sealer strip, then pop off the lid. Cissy then handed it back. "You've done that before" Bella noted with a smile. Then dug her spoon in and put a chunk of ice cream in her mouth. Her eyes virtually crossed and she made a damn near orgasmic sound of pleasure. "Oh merlin that's good." she said taking another spoonful.
Cissy had a similar look on her face, "Oh I've done this a couple of times. You should've seen the look on Harry's face when I saw my first tub. I was as lost as you were. He thought it was bloody hilarious. It's then I realised something a bit scary."
"HMMhmmmhHMMMPH"
"Yeah I am addicted, but that's not it. We're idiots to Muggleborn's. Or those like Harry, raised Muggle." Cissy said. "Idiots. We spend half our time looking down on them. But they think we're idiots, not because of blood, purity, or power. Let's face it most pure bloods have power. It's because of things like the tub. It's simple, effective. Ice cream stays fresher for longer, and that seal totally foxed me until Harry finally stopped laughing at me and opened it for me. What does that tell you?"
"HMMHmmmhHHMPPHH URHMMMM"
"No Bella, we're not better than them. Just different. I will admit I still think we're a bit better than normal Muggles. But there are Muggleborn's with as much power. Some with more. Harry is a Half-Blood. Fancy trying your power against him? Or and I nearly crapped myself when I found this out. Mr I'm actually a fucking half blood Voldemort?"
Bella choked on her mouthful, she swallowed and looked at Cissy, "WHAT?"
"He's a half blood. Brought up Muggle in an orphanage. He's no lord and his name obviously isn't Voldemort. My husband knew this. I didn't, but his name was Tom Riddle. I guess from your reaction you didn't know either."
"FUCKING HALF BLOOD!" Bella yelled at the top of her lungs.
"Someone call me?" Harry said walking back in with another tub of ice cream. "Since you've done crying I thought I'd join you."
"Keep an eye on me you mean" Bella said half heartedly, she was still trying to figure out the Tom Riddle thing. "That snake faced lying bastard!" she then ducked her head when she realised she'd said that thought aloud.
"No to the first. It's those legs I've come to look at" Harry said with a leer at Cissy.
"Eyes up" Cissy said without even looking at him.
"Never I tell you, NEVER" Harry said laughing, then sitting down and popping his ice cream open. He dug in and looked at Bella, "I have proof about Voldemort by the way. Just in case you are thinking I made it up."
Cissy nodded, "I've seen it, he nicked the cup when he grabbed the Basilisk skin."
"Cup?"
"Sort of, Tom Mavello Riddle. Was head boy WAY back when. Fuckers older than he looks. Dumbledore was still a teacher back then, not a headmaster. He got an award for special services to the school. Which was actually a lie that got Hagrid expelled." Harry said round his ice cream.
"HMMHM!" Bella said.
"Yeah I know it's hard to believe Miss Black, but I have other proof as well." Harry replied. "Oh and I can do his little trick to... Anyone got a wand I left mine.. somewhere." Harry said.
Cissy reached into her cleavage and pulled out her wand.
"Lucky wand" Harry commented with a smirk. Then wrote out Tom Mavello Riddle. "See that..." he said nodding to the burning words.
"HMHMPPHHGGG"
Harry waved his hands and the letters rearranged to say 'I am Lord Voldemort.' "A nifty bit of word play I thought. Was quite impressed, well mostly scared to death at the time. Afterwards I was impressed." Harry said then smiled at Cissy, "Any chance I can put this back for you?"
Cissy smiled at him shaking her head.
"Doh!" he remarked comically and handed back her wand.
Bella looked between the two, "Awfully flirty aren't you?"
"It's a dynamic that seems to work for us" Harry commented.
"So, when do we do this spell?" Bella asked, scraping out her tub.
"Urh... want another tub?" Harry asked with a slightly amused, and impressed, look on his face.
"Oh god yes" Bella said looking up hopefully. Her expression was totally un-Bellatrix like that it threw Harry a bit.
"Vanilla again?" he asked.
Bella nodded eagerly.
"Be right back and I'll answer your question" Harry said, putting aside his ice cream and leaving the room.
"What's really going on with you two?" Bella asked her sister. "You're not exactly beating him off with a stick."
"No, I suppose I'm not." Cissy agreed.
Harry walked back, two tubs in his hands. He passed one to Bella and took the other one with him to his chair.
Cissy pouted.
Harry smiled.
"Where's mine?" she asked.
"This one is for you" Harry said holding up the tub. "But you aren't getting it for free."
"I think he's after a blow job" Bella put in round a mouthful of ice cream.
"A what?"
Bella looked at him in surprise, "HMMHMHM?"
"No, he doesn't, behave" Cissy said, "Come on then. What's the price?" she asked Harry with a smile. Harry's eyes flicked down to her legs. She laughed and cross them and uncrossed them. Harry passed her ice cream over.
Bella shot her sister another look.
"It's just play" Cissy whispered fiercely in her sisters ear. "I think it's bloody flattering actually."
Harry heard that clear enough, but wasn't about to show it.
Bella just smirked and went back to her ice cream.
"Now aobu tyour question" Harry started.
Bella frowned, "What question?"
"When we're doing the spell?"
"Oh, oh right yeah go on."
Harry looked at her seriously for a long moment, "Miss Black. Do you have a problem with short term memory."
"Why do you ask."
"The spell."
"What spell?"
"Hmmm, I think that answers my question."
"Perhaps" Cissy put in, "But with Bella and ice cream you can never be too sure. Or at least it was that way way back when."
"Memory? Oh, no actually I don't. Urh..." Bella paused. The started eating again after a few moments of silence.
Cissy looked at Harry with worry.
"I noticed this earlier. We didn't actually speak but her Occlumancy shields are such a mess I was able to follow most of what she was thinking on the surface. Oh and thanks for the compliment by the way Miss Black."
Bella actually blushed slightly. Hiding behind her ice cream.
Cissy smirked slightly.
"No, it's she can't focus. It's like she's got A.D.D. Only I'm guessing it wasn't always like this."
"I have no idea what that is. But no Bella always used to be very focused."
"Miss Black, look me in the eyes please." Harry said.
Bella did as she was asked, knowing damn well if her shields were as shredded as they must be. For Harry to pick up her surface thoughts without eye contract, they had to be. Well direct eye contact without shielding meant he'd look into the back of her mind and then some.
Harry's eyes did that power bleed again. She thought was fairly atrocious and scary at the power house he must have to 'Bleed' that much power. She forced herself to stay focused enough to maintain contact. She had no idea why he was doing this, but in for a knut and all that. Since she had said yes, she had to go with the flow. Trust just a little. Especially since Cissy trusted him so much. Enough to flirt like crazy with him.
Harry shook his head, "It's physical... Curse damage I think. Good news; bad news situation here."
"Bad news?" Cissy asked for her sister.
"I can't fix it."
"Good news." Cissy said with a heavy sigh.
"The spell should. It's physical so her brain will be regressed as well. Not as much because memory is stored in the wrinkles of the brain... simplistically put at least. But I think the surface damage on whatever that part of the brain does these things will be repaired." Harry told them.
Cissy smiled, and looked at Bella. Who was managing focusing on her ice cream just fine. In fact... Cissy looked down to find Bella had actually swiped her tub. "Hey!" she said.
Bella smirked at her. "This is nice" she said, handing the tub back.
Cissy noticed not much was missing, thankfully. She glared at her sister and began to eat herself.
"Anyway," Harry said. "Now I've distracted myself."
Cissy smirked, there was that tone in his voice again. "Eyes up"
Harry smirked, "I meant with the examination I did."
"Yes, of my legs, eyes up."
Harry sighed, "Oh you're a cruel woman Cissy. Such beauty should be shared you know."
"Uh huh... Eyes Up."
Bella actually snickered slightly to herself.
Harry was having some trouble with this. She was human, he hadn't expected that. She had a sense of humor that didn't involve torturing of killing. It was a bit of an eye opener. Showing a flash of the woman that Sirius wanted him to save.
"You've gone quiet again. Do I have to say Eye's Up again?" Cissy asked, a smile in her voice.
"You know when you say that I just switch to looking at your breasts right?" Harry said with a straight face. His eyes on the other hand.
Cissy smirked, and laughed at him. "You're incorrigible."
Harry nodded, "Oh damn... The Spell .. Tomorrow night is a full moon. I kinda need that extra power."
Cissy nodded, "Makes sense."
"Then, in the morning after the spell I'll go to Diagon Alley and mingle A LOT. Possible pop in on The Weasley's, maybe the bank, maybe even Dumblefart."
Bella nearly choked again.