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The next few days passed as a blur for Isabella. She tried to keep to herself and not pay much attention to a certain group of Gryffindor boys and her fellow Slytherin housemates. She couldn't figure out how she was supposed to unite anyone and she was still a little uneasy about being sorted into Slytherin.

While Isabella was never very keen on purebloods being better than half-bloods or muggle-borns she normally kept her feelings of equality to herself rather than share them with her family. In the eyes of her family she was an obedient girl, yet they knew she was too sweet and fragile to force any views of superiority on. While her brothers were thrilled she was in Slytherin, they knew deep down she really did not belong there.

Friday morning during free period Isabella found herself in the library, pretending to study Defense Against the Dark Arts, while in reality she continued to ponder over Dumbledore's words. 'How on earth would I ever be able to unite Gryffindor and Slytherin if everyone in Gryffindor seems to hate me at the present moment…?'

Her thoughts were interrupted by a dropping of someone's bag on the floor next to the seat across from Isabella, as she heard the chair being pulled out and someone sitting down. Praying it wasn't her brothers coming to bother her about not eating enough again, Isabella slowly peeked up from behind her DADA book.

"Hey Isabella, do you mind if I sit here," replied a certain Remus Lupin, as he attempted to give her a small smile.

A very surprised Isabella returned his smile before replying, "No, not at all; hello." Her voice clearly showed her confusion.

"I'm sorry Isabella, really I am," Remus started as he stared into her sparkling blue eyes, attempting to discover what she was thinking.

Isabella quickly realized that Remus had never voiced any real objections her being placed in Slytherin and despite his friends being absolutely dreadful to her, he never was. "What are you apologizing for Remus?" she started, "you haven't done anything wrong."

"For James and Sirius—they have been completely dreadful to you and I know you really don't deserve it at all," he responded, a concern apparent in his voice.

"Thank you, but please don't apologize on their behalf," Isabella responded in her usual kind voice, with sadness dripping off of each word.

"Do you mind if I ask you something?" Remus said hesitantly.

"Does it have anything to do with me being sorted into Slytherin?" Isabella asked back, knowing that that was probably what this whole meeting was about.

"Well, yeah, if you don't mind?" he asked. She shook her head lightly and he continued. "Why where you sorted into Slytherin? You really don't seem like the Slytherin type." His voice displayed his uncertainty as it was clear he didn't know if it was right to ask at all.

"I have been wondering that a lot myself actually. And no, it wasn't because I'm the 'Slytherin-type' nor is it because my family is evil. Can you keep a secret, Remus?" she asked, knowing perfectly well that he could. She really just wanted to hear him confirm it himself.

"Yes," he said, nodding his head slowly.

"The Sorting Hat told me it wished to put me in Slytherin so that I could unite," she began, but before she could continue Remus interrupted her.

"Unite what exactly? The houses?" he seemed unsure and confused, just as she had been when she first heard.

"Well I wasn't sure at first, but then I talked to Professor Dumbledore and yes, he told me I was suppose to have the power to unite Gryffindor and Slytherin, but I just don't know how. He told me by simply being myself, but everyone in Gryffindor absolutely hates me right now and even if I did ever befriend people in Gryffindor my own house would hate me." You could tell the frustration in her voice, but yet it still remained soft and kind, as she shook her light brown hair and allowed her hands to cover her face.

"James and Sirius don't hate you; they just are having a round time dealing with you being sorted into Slytherin. Sirius has been trying his whole life to get away from his Slytherin family and yet as soon as he gets to Hogwarts he meets a girl he could actually be friends with that is in Slytherin. And James, well James and his family are very strongly against anything that has to do with Slytherin. They believe it to be evil and cold, but you are quite the opposite. Believe me, they will come around eventually, but it will take sometime.

"I don't know. I just can't stand the glares they keep giving me and all the nasty things they have to say to me. I just want it to end." Tears slowly crowded Isabella's eyes and just as one dropped down her face another visitor arrived. This one wasn't quite wanted at the moment.

"Isabella? What is wrong?" Rabastan looked at his sister with concern. His eyes darted around and he spotted Remus Lupin sitting across from Isabella. "What do you think you are doing to my sister, Lupin? Get away from her!" His voice grew angrier as he drew out his wand.

"Rabastan! No! Remus wasn't doing anything wrong, honest. He was just helping me." Isabella looked up at her brother and quickly wiped away her tears.

Rabstan was hesitant. He looked at his sister unsurely, trying to determine what to do.

"I was just leaving anyways," Remus started. "I'll see you around Isabella, if you need me. Goodbye Isabella, Lestrange," he said nodding at both of them as he said their names.

"Bye Remus," Isabella said, as Remus walked away.

"Ella, please tell me what that was about?" Rabastan pleaded as he sat down in Remus' old seat.

"I was just frustrated and he was comforting me, Rabastan. He didn't do anything to hurt me; he was helping me."

Rabastan decided to let it go. "I was just coming to tell you that Slytherin quidditch tryouts start in about ten minutes. I thought you'd want to go watch Roldophus."

"Oh yes!" Isabella replied as she hastily started packing up her belongings.

"Good, you really should take a break from studying. It seems like you've been in the library all week. At this rate you should have been sorted into Ravenclaw," her brother said laughing.

Really Isabella had been spending so much time in the library because she knew Sirius and James would stay clear of it. In the library she knew she was safe from their hard glares and horrible comments.

Isabella stood up and followed her twin brother to the quidditch pitch as they started to talk of Roldophus chances of being on the team and the competition the other houses posed for the upcoming games.

Thanks guys for reading! I hope you like it so far. At this point Isabella is still in her first year at Hogwarts, but I plan to possibly skip a few years after a few more chapters.

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