Hey all, I'm back with chapter three! I am here on bended knee pleading with you not to kill me! I'm sorry this took so long to get posted but I was at my grandparents house and they live in the dark ages (meaning no computer)! I would have told you all this before I left but my family gave me no warning, they woke me and dragged me out of the house with only a few minutes to pack some clothing. I was so rushed I completely forgot my laptop so I almost died when I got there and I didn't have it! I can usually post more often but, well, I just told you why this time took so damn long. I was terribly furious with them but that did no good so please don't be angry with me! Well...This time Isabella goes to muggle school (summer school). Why you ask? Because her mother (The one that dumped her on Mr. and Mrs. Lupin) decided her daughter would be a normal child despite her being a werewolf. Nice try lady but my Isabella IS NOT NORMAL NOR WILL SHE EVER BE! Ok, I'm done, here's the next chap lol.

"Isabella! Time to get up!" Remus yelled through the closed door. The door flew open and a ruffled, pajama clad girl stood there glaring furiously at her uncle.

"Good morning-"

"It would have been if you two weren't at it all fucking night!" She screamed in is face, startling him yet again. She seemed infinately full of surprises. Sirius had just walked out of Remus' room catching her eye. She turned on him, all but tearing him apart. "ALL NIGHT! I didn't sleep at all! All I heard was moaning and panting and you screaming his name and vice-versa! DON'T DO IT AGAIN! If you do, do it in a motel or somewhere far away because I have school now, if you haven't fogotten I do need some sleep." She stormed back into her bedroom and slammed the door.

"Did she crack the door?" Sirius whispered cautiously.

"I can't tell," Remus replied in equally hushed tones creeping closer to the teen werewolf's door, peering at it. About 10 seconds later she threw the door open again, fully clothed. She had decided against the skirt due to the fierce winds outside and wore instead baggy black cargo pants and her favorite stretchy green t-shirt. Complete with her Converses, her studded belt, and of course a tie. This particular tie was bloodred, a green so dark it was nearly black, black, and rust orange all twined about the other in a plaid pattern over a background of dark gray.

"...How did you do that..." Murmered a rather stunned Sirius. Remus nodded as though asking for an answer as well.

"Oh go burn." Isabella growled at them both. Her amber eyes widened as they came to rest on the clock in the hall way.

"Oh shit!" She hissed before flying down the stairs. Stormy blue eyes met golden eyes, both equally as confused. Sirius shrugged and started after the girl who was presently running about madly, grabbing various objects and stuffing them into her backpack. she sat on her heels next to Sirius' CD rack and ran her finger down it, searching for something. She found Metallica and tossed it into her bag followed closely by Nirvana and Green Day. Apparently Sirius had a thing for American bands. Remus stood beside Sirius, watching the girl frantically fly around the room. Finally she ran to the refridgerator and grabbed two bottles of water, an orange, and all the things to make a sandwich. the water and orange were tossed into her bag soon followed by two hastily wrapped sandwiches. Isabella flew back up the stairs then back down in just a few seconds, now clutching a small bag. She stood in front of a mirror and carefully applied dark eyeliner and eyeshadow then ran to get her backpack.

"Gotta go, I will continue yelling at you both when I get home." She ran through the door and slammed it shut.

"I dub thee Hurricane Isabella. Oh, I've go a wonderful nick name for her! Luna! Like you're Moony, she can be Luna. And she'll absoloutely hate it!" Remus nodded in reply, stopping Sirius when he started toward the kitchen

"Don't, she'll be back in just a few seconds. She forgot her CD player." Sure enough, she came back through the door and snatched her CD player from the kitchen table then flew back out the door in the direction of the school.

"Is it safe to go eat now?"

"I think so..."

"Crazy kid. She's gonna break something doing that. Like her neck."

"Or yours." Remus countered laughingly.

"Yeah, or mine." Sirius said pretending to be dazed. Remus snorted and led him to the table.

"I'll make breakfast-"

"Noooooooooo!" Sirius wailed, sounding almost like Padfoot's howl. "I'll starve!" He jumped up and decided he would be much more useful if he kissed his lover. So he did.

Isabella stood at the front door of the school, preparing for the stares and rude remarks that were sure to come her way as soon as she walked in. Taking a deep breath she pulled the headphones off her ears hanging them around her neck and pushed the door open. She felt eyes following her and caught many of the others staring openly. Her lupine senses told her to get out but her human intuition told her to locate the headmaster's office. She held her proud stance all the way there, finally slumping in a chair feeling incredibly relieved. She waited impatiently after the secratary told her to wait.

"The Headmaster will be with you shortly Miss Lupin." As soon as the secratary left she pulled out her CD player and pushed play. Celtic music danced about, relaxing her immensly; She closed her eyes and waited. Her player was snatched from her fingers taking the headphones with it. Her amber eyes flew open to find a large man standing before her. He wore a stiff black suit and a crisp white shirt beneath. Perfectly shiny black shoes, a black tie, knoted with perfection, and slicked back hair topped off the look. He had a cruel glint in his eyes and an ugly sneer upon his perfect lips.

"Miss Lupin I presume? Of course you are, I am Headmaster so I would know." He let out a sharp, mirthless laugh. "CD players, cell phones, boomboxes, radios, walkie-talkies, laptops and all other sorts of electronics are strictly prohibited in this school so I will hold this for you until the end of the day. When you are ready to go home you may come back and I shall return it to you." He set her CD player on his desk and reached for a red folder lying near it. "This is your locker number, your class schedual, and everything you will need to get your student file set and to recieve your identification card." He handed her a stack of papers and pulled her up by the arm. He shoved her out the door after setting her back pack atop her stack of newly aquired papers. "Have fun in your classes and remember to behave like a nice young lady!" He called after her, voice dripping with false cheer. The door slammed and she was alone in the hallway, evidently classes had begun already. She set her load on a nearby bench and rearanged herself. Slipping one strap over her shoulder she located the paper that had her first class listed on it. She finally found her classroom, completely by accident as she had given up and decided to search for her locker instead. She hesitantely opened the door and stepped in.

"-so as you can see magic is purely fiction." The man teaching looked at her in annoyance.

"Ah, Miss Lupin?"

"Don't I have all the luck, all the old fogeys know my name." She muttered under her breath. "Yeah, that's me." She added in an audible voice.

"Alright. For future reference, it would be who of you not to call me an old fogey. Now if you please, take a seat." She looked at him, genuinely shocked he had heard what she said. She shook her head briskly and looked around the room for an empty seat. She moved for the first one she saw but it was immediately occupied by a pair of hands belonging to a girl.

"Nope, can't sit here. This seat's taken." This happened over and over.

"Sorry, taken."

"Uh-uh, can't sit here."

"Nope." Finally she gave up.

"Oh fuck it all!" She tossed her hands in the air and sat on the floor at the front of the room.

"Miss Lupin! You must remember to keep your tongue under tight rein! Foul language such as that is simply unacceptable. Now, please find a seat."

"I would love to find a seat but apparently all the free seats are taken by the imaginary friends of your students."

"I don't know what you are talking about Miss Lupin, just find a seat." There was a dangerous edge to his voice now.

"There are no damn seats left! I would gladly take a seat at a desk but as I said, someone's fucking imaginary friends are occupying them all!" She rose to her feet, angry at the man who clearly thought she was an incompotent child.

"Miss Lupin!" His face was an interesting shade of red. "You will acompany me to the Headmaster's office at once. I believe he would very much like to have a word with you."

"Oh I'm sure he would but the feeling is not mutual I'm afraid. You realize your face is turning a fascinating color, almost majenta with a bit of fucia blended in. It looks quite unhealthy, perhaps you should go have it looked at." There was an audible snicker from a boy with dark curly hair in the front row.

"It would be a bit more becoming, I believe, if he were to add a bit of blue. It would even out the tone and make it altogether more appealing." The boy said said, directing his dark gaze to Isabella. His eyes were filled with laughter, contradicting his straight face.

"Most deffinately Mr..."

"David Levithan at you service Miss Lupin." He winked and gave her a dazzling smile.

"MISS LUPIN! MR. LEVITHAN! COME WITH ME NOW!" The teacher roared, outraged at the way the two teens carefully ignored him.

"Yes sir!" Was David's snappish reply. "I mean, of course Proffesor." He finished with an angelic smile that wouldn't have fooled a blind man.

"The rest of you, no foolishness, I want you to have read up to page 113 before I return. Let this be a lesson to the class, if you misbehave you will be punished." The Proffesor, still red-faced pushed the two mischief makers out the door in front of him so he could keep an eye on them. The two teen's eyes met and both had to keep themselves from laughing loudly; instead they settled for wide grins directed at one another. Suddenly Isabella averted her gaze, feeling shy in the presence of such an accepting boy.

"Open the door children and walk right in, I have to return to my class but Headmaster already knows why you are here." He tisked and shook is head in mock-sadness. "A mistake on the first day Miss Lupin, how tragic. I trust you know where to go Mr. Levithan as you visit quite frequently." With that he stepped briskly away and disapeared around a corner.

"After you Miss Lupin." David waved her inside, holding the door for her.

"Why thank you Mr. Levithan, I apreciate your chivalry but please, you go first. If there are any lasers or machine guns I would much rather you trigger them than I." She smiled sweetly, drawing a laugh from the dark haired boy.

"You are too kind Miss Lupin. Very well, I shall make the transition the from an old fashioned English gentleman to a good old British hero." He chuckled and slank cautiously into the office, followed closely by Isabella who was trying desperately not to laugh.

"What are you doing children?" Came the sickly sweet voice of the Headmaster. Both straightened quickly, fighting back grins.

"I was making sure M'lady" He motioned to Isabella with his hand. "was not going to be blown to bits by any hidden lasers. I was merely being a good old British hero Headmaster." He clasped his hands in front of him in a look of sheer innocence. Isabella finally noticed what exactly he was wearing: Loose black jeans held up only by a strange belt. The belt was black with odd, celtic-looking designs in gold thread. The buckle seemed to be two crescent moons touching at the tips with ivy twining about them in more celtic symbols of magick. His t-shirt was bright orange and boldly splayed the name of "The Weird Sisters" across the chest in abstract purple letters. The Weird Sisters! They're a wizard band, not a muggle band! Is he a wizard? Her heart rate sped up at her sudden realization.

"I was unaware that there are any hidden weapons on the premesis besides your large collection of various knives in my desk drawer."

"You can never be too sure Headmaster. Anyone as important as yourself would surely need some form protection from dangerous intruding teenagers." Isabella quipped wickedly.

"Ah yes, I suppose you are correct. To the point, the reason you are standing before me. Miss Lupin, you must have forgotten my reminder to behave." He turned to David. "And Mr. Levithan, you seem to enjoy recieving punishments frequently. I'm quite sure you have every square inch of my office commited to memory. You children really must cease to set such dreadful examples to the rest of my pupils. Now if you will excuse me, I must calm myself before I go on." He strode stiffly from the room, leaving the two teens stunned.

"Well, seems we've been exceptionally naughty children today." David snorted. Isabella stepped to the Headmaster's office door and jiggled the handle. "What are you doing?"

"Trying to get in, it's locked though. Hold on just a sec..." She reached into the side of her shoe and pulled out a lockpick.

"Wow, you have a lockpick. That's brilliant!" David said in an excited whisper. "Question is, can you-" The door swung open. "-use... it... woah, that was bloody brilliant!"

"Yeah, yeah, c'mon." She silently shut the door behind them and sighed as she saw the huge amount of cabinets about the large room. "Well, which cabinet do you think he put my CD player? And I suppose we can get your knives too while we're at it." David gaped at her.

"You're serious?"

"Not, that's my uncle's lover." She snorted and shook her head at the confused look on his face. "Never mind. Yes I'm serious." A grin broke out over David's face.

"Alright then, now we're talking. Right this way madam." He walked to a tall cabinet and opened it. Inside were a large array of objects; knives, a laptop, CDs, floppy disks, a hard black guitar case, and many pakages of gum. A black shirt, a beautiful pendant on a gold chain, and Isabella's CD player sat on a top shelf.

"Here you are miss, your player and the rest of my missing objects." He reached up and pulled down the player and the other objects on the shelf.

"All the stuff is yours?" She asked incredulously. "You still haven't gotten it back?"

"Nope, he hordes it all here." She didn't need to ask who "he" was, she already knew quite well.

"My god, I think he's somewhat insane."

"He is, I don't know why the city let him become Headmaster here but he is. All of the students are stuck with a phsycopath for a Headmaster, not that they care." David shook his head.

"Well, I'm not staying here any longer, it gives me the creeps here. Grab your stuff and lets go!" She picked up his laptop for him and moved towards the door.

"Sure thing Miss Lupin... would you rather be called by some other name, like your first name?" He asked with a slight smile.

"Oh, yeah, I forgot." She laughed as he returned her player. "My name is Isabella Lupin. Hey, uh, I really like The Weird Sisters, they're great. I went to one of their concerts a few years ago." David's eyes widened.

"You know about The Weird Sisters? Then you're a... not a muggle?"

"No, are you?"

"Hell no, I'm a wizard. Well what school do you go to and why are you going here?"

"My mum, she wants me to go to a muggle school because I'm a... because she wants me to be normal. I go to Arbesque (ar-BAY-sk) Academy of Magick, it's in Ireland."

"Oh...wow. I'm guessing your mum isn't a witch then?" Isabella shook her head in reply. "Ah, gotcha. Well I go to Hogwarts, neat school, very well known. I figured most kids that have magick go there. Guess my figuring was off by a bit. And the only reason I'm going here is because I'm living with my Aunt" and she's a muggle. She insists I be normal, riiiiight." He rolled his eyes.

"I got a letter from there when I turned eleven but I also recieved one from Arbesque and was forced to attend Arbesque by my foster family at the time."

"That's amazing! Not having a mean foster family, unless you find it amazing in some way but the fact you recieved two accaptance letters. I don't know anyone that has... but then I don't know everything now do I." David laughed lightly as he picked up his knives and returned them to various sheaths that were also sitting in the cabinet. He took his shirt off without any warning or explination and picked up the sheaths. He then began strapping them on, one on his right upper arm and another hung around his neck; there were five in all. When he finished he tugged his shirt back over his head and pocketed the smaller items from the cabinet. Turning, he picked up his guitar case.

"Hey, how the hell am I going to get out of here like this?" He pondered, a small frown on his face.

"You're not." Came a voce I had learned to hate within less than a minute. We both turned quickly to find Headmaster looming before us, filling the doorway. "Put all those things back and I will lighten your punishment for breaking into my office. Breaking in without permission is againts the rules."

"Genious, breaking is generally done without permission." Isabella began. "Back up and jump on three." She hissed to David. "Breaking in is also against the law."

"What? Are you completely insane!" David whispered back furiously. "We are in the second story of a building and you want me to-"

"One..." Isabella grinned devilishly.

"Quit whispering children and put the things back." The Headmaster said, his sickly sweet voice gaining a rather dangerous edge to it.

"I will-"

"Two..."

"Not-"

"Three..."

"Jump!" David exclaimed. Isabella laughed.

"Exactly!" She let herself fall backwards out the window, still clutching David's hand. David yelled and shut his eyes tightly, not opening them until he realized that they hadn't hit the ground. On the contrary, they were drifting down slowly. When they finally touched the ground David glared at Isabella angrily.

"We could have died!" He looked arond for the witch or wizard that had saved them. Not seeing a single person around he looked back at her with a confused expression on his face. "Who did that?" She merely smirked and looked back at him evenly.

"You!" He exclaimed incredulously. "You did that? But you're underaged and where's your wand?"

"I'm not and I haven't got one." She replied, obviously quite satisfied with herself. David merely stood and gaped at her. Isabella looked up at the window where the Headmaster stood, she pointed at him.

"Obliviate," She whispered. The Headmaster looked dazed then angry that the two of them were on the grounds instead of class.

"You have wandless magick?" David asked her, awed.

"Mmhm, I do. Can't even light a candle, hell, can't even douse a candle with a wand." She began walking towards her house. He stared after her, shook his head an trotted behind her to catch up to her.

"Where are you going?" David asked.

"Home. Maybe I'll see you tomorrow."

"Yeah!" Was the eager reply. "Tomorrow."

"Ok, see ya."

"Yeah, later." With that Isabella walked home to find a very angry uncle.

So, how was that as Issy's first day at school? I've come to be rather attatched to her but she still doesn't seem much like an "Isabella" to me. What do you think? I think she seems more like an "Indigo" or something less girly-girl and more of a strong name. I'm still not sure though. I'd like to hear your input, name suggestions and such. Thanks for reading my work! More later friends! Ta!

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