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Chapter Two

In Which She Breaks an Entry

It had been three days since Linore told Arabella about the new inhabitants of House Number 12. As each day went by, Arabella Roland found her curiosity become stronger and stronger to find out more about the people living there, more specifically the man with black hair and grey eyes. No matter how much she tried to wrap her head around it, she didn't know how she become so worked up over one man, especially a man she's never even met.

However, she couldn't go out for the past three days. She had arrived late to her piano lessons three days prior and as punishment, her father kept her bound to the house for an unstated amount of time. She sighed and glanced over at the clock. It was a little after three o'clock in the afternoon.

A knock came to her room's door. "Miss Arabella, your father would like to see you in his office." It was Nana. Her age showed on her face and grey streaks could be seen faintly in her hair.

"Alright, Nana." Arabella sat for a moment longer before getting up to see her father. She dreaded at the thought of what he may want to say to her and as she approached the double oak doors of his office her dread grew. She knocked twice. "Enter."

Arabella promptly obeyed the order and entered the room. She sat in one of the two chairs in front of her father's desk. Like Arabella, he too had jet black hair and honey-brown eyes; although his seemed more cold and emotionless. Her father, Leonard Roland, was a man of forty six years of age, but his well-kept appearance made him look ten years younger, his strong jaw and cleanly shaved face, he always said that youth was an important trait to have. His quick typing on a keyboard filled the silence. Mr. Roland peered over at his daughter for a moment before focusing back on the computer screen. "The Spencers are having a party for Ethan's 19th birthday and we'll be attending."

"When is it?"

"Three weeks from now."

"Alright."

"They've requested that you play for them."

"I see, then I'll also write a song especially for Ethan."

"Good…he'll be inheriting his father's company you know, after he completes his schooling of course."

"Yes, I know."

"You should spend more time with Ethan. I took the liberty of scheduling you two to have lunch together next week Thursday." He looked back at her to catch her reaction to this news. She chewed on her lower lip and kept her eyes focused on her hands folded in her lap. He sighed and leaned back in his chair. "You know it is for your own good, your future. Ethan's family is part of the old nobility; they have old money. It'll definitely be a nice step up for you."

"Yes, sir."

"I only want to be sure that you will be provided for and taken care of."

"If you allowed me to get a job, then I'm sure I'll be able to…"

"And play piano at that restaurant La Nuit? Do you really want to do that for the rest of your life? Besides you're too young to work there. You also have music school and private lessons with Mr. Walters. Wouldn't you much rather perform along with an orchestra?"

"Yes, but I'd also like to gain more experience performing…"

"You won't get far if you spend all night playing in a restaurant no matter how high class it is. Besides, you already have some experience playing in smaller concerts and such…"

Arabella sighed, tired from trying to reason with her father. "Of course, Father."

"Good. I know you like to draw. Why don't you go outside and draw something?" He suggest as kindly as he could.

"So, I'm not being punished anymore?"

"Yes."

"Thank you Father!" She smiled and left his office immediately after. She practically ran to Grimmauld Place to House Number 12, with her bag flopping against her. "Linore! Tamesis!" She yelled as quietly as she could. "Linore!"

"Arabella!" An energetic fairy flew into her face. "Where were you the past three days! I was so worried about you! Tamesis said that you were probably fine and that there was no point in worrying! Isn't he insensitive?"

"I am not insensitive. I just said I wasn't worried and that she was probably fine." The male fairy appeared next to the two girls.

"You guys, I've decided I want to go in the house." Arabella announced. Linore cheered gleefully, while Tamesis' reaction was quite the opposite. "You shouldn't take this lightly. Entering a magical beings' world can change your life."

"It's only a house Tamesis," The human girl started to reason with Tamesis. "Besides, they're essentially humans like me."

"Humans with magic powers. Their world is different from yours Arabella…"

"If Arabella wants to go she should go! Stop raining on her parade!" Linore piped in.

"Yeah! Linore will help me get in. We don't need your magic to help us!" Arabella agreed.

Tamesis' eye twitched. "You both sound like children. Fine. I'm coming along, only because you two fools will only get yourselves into trouble."

The two "fools" grinned. "Okay!" Linore threw a fist in the air. "I'm gonna go unlock the door!" She zoomed off and shrank into the keyhole.

"Alright Arabella, I'm going to surround you in a sort of…force field." Tamesis turned towards Arabella, rubbing his hands together.

"What for?"

"The wizards most likely have used magic to keep normal humans, like you, out. So I'm creating a force field that will act as a shield against their magic. Once we're inside, you should be fine. I'm guessing they only used magic on the barriers of the house, like the walls and the roof, not on the interior of the house."

Arabella made an O shape with her mouth as Tamesis then clapped his hands together. He began to murmur in a language Arabella couldn't understand. When he separated his hands, a black force field began to surround itself around Arabella. The front door creaked open. "Looks like Linore unlocked it." Tamesis observed and flew into the house. Arabella approached the door step and, upon reaching the top step, she stopped. The door lead to a hallway, which was dimly lit, making it hard to see exactly what was inside the house. "Once you step in, there's no going back." Tamesis reminded her. She nodded her head and entered the house.

Her eyes slowly adjusted to the light. To her, her heartbeat sounded much too loud and the fear of being caught began to grow. Although it was dark, she could see dust and even a few cobwebs hanging from the ceilings. She then realized how quite it was. "Didn't you two say there were people living in this hose?"

"Yep!"

"They must be out for the day." Tamesis concluded. "But just to be sure, Linore should go check if anyone's here."

"Why me?" Linore whined.

"Because if anyone is going to protect Arabella, it'd be me. I'm more efficient." Linore pouted at his answer, but went anyway.

Arabella breathed in the air. "Do you smell something Tamesis?" She slowly walked down the hall, wondering where the smell was coming from. Ahead there was a door, with light leaking out from the bottom. "This must be the kitchen." She reached for the handle.

"Arabella wait!" Tamesis shouted, but Arabella had already opened the door.

She pointed into the empty room she found. "No one's in here."

"Please refrain from bursting into a room without knowing if someone's inside or not."

To much of Tamesis' dislike, Arabella ignored his chiding. "Look!" She exclaimed, running over to the pot of stew on the stove and the sliced vegetables on the counter. "There's a knife chopping vegetables and a ladle stirring the stew."

"It's all simple magic. Hardly anything to fuss about."

Arabella turned around in one spot to survey the entire room. "I wonder what the rest of the house is like." She practically skipped out of the kitchen. "There's a staircase. Maybe I can see some of their rooms…"

"You've already entered their home without permission and I don't think you should invade the privacy of their rooms. That's over doing it."

"It's just a little peak." Arabella had already started up the stairs she passed in the hall earlier.

"…Arabella, look to your right." Tamesis whispered.

She turns her head and shrieks at the top of her lungs. She flung herself to the other side of the stairwell to stay as far away from the wall as possible. "What is that Tamesis!"

"They…look like mummified house elves, just without the wrappings." Tamesis said with a malicious grin.

"You did that on purpose, didn't you?" She asked, attempting to whack the fairy, who flew out of range.

"You deserve it! I still don't think you should be in here."

"Nothing will go wrong…" Arabella's heart stopped when she felt someone grab her wrist. She was suddenly spun around and found herself face to face with the man she had been wanting to meet.

"What are you doing here?"