Author's Note
In this chapter, you sort of get inside of Bell's head and just as a heads up, the flying lesson. Oh, I used some lines from the first book.
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Chapter 4
Where am I? Looks like the forbidden forest, but I'm not sure. So dark, too many tree and shadows, then I was suddenly screaming. My breathing becoming quickly and hard, as I was now racing towards the sound of someone else screaming. There's a dead unicorn, and a dark figure moving towards Harry. Harry run! For goodness sake, run! The dark figure stopped, turned, and was now heading for me. I froze. For some reason my legs won't move, nor did sound come out of my mouth. The dark figure was now had me in his claws and was about to kill me.
"Nooo!" I woke up screaming.
I looked around the room and surprisingly my screaming hadn't wakened anyone up. I shook my head, crawled out of bed, and wrapped my lavender shawl around my shoulders. I went down the stairs and sat down in one of the chairs in front of the fireplace. It's only been two weeks and a day. So why do I have a nightmare now?? I don't understand. I thought as I sat there.
"Hey, there." A voice behind me said.
I turned around and saw a very good-looking older boy in different robes then what I normally saw around Hogwarts.
"What you doing up this early?" I asked curiously.
"I should ask you the same question, but first maybe we should introduce ourselves." The boy answered. "I'm Oliver Wood."
"Bell Rigolettto." I replied.
"Hello Bell." Oliver said with a smile.
"Hello Oliver. Now what you doing up this early?" I asked returning the smile.
"I'm the captain of our house quidditch team. I always get up early when we have quidditch practice." Oliver stated proudly.
I just stared at him for a moment. "What is quidditch?"
Oliver grasped. "One of the greatest sports ever played."
"That doesn't tell me what it is, only that you personally think it's a great sport." I replied. "Sorry for surprising you about not knowing what quidditch is."
Oliver than began to explain quidditch to me. Surprisingly, I actually understood what he was talking about and he was surprised that he didn't need to explain a lot.
"So the robes you're wearing are our house team's robes?" I asked smiling.
"Yes." Oliver answered smiling back. "Now, why are you up this early?"
"Nightmare. Woke up screaming." I answered shyly.
"Ah. Do you get nightmares a lot?" Oliver asked with a little bit of concern in his voice.
I sadly nodded and turned back to look at the fireplace. Oliver walked over and sat down on the couch looking at me. I sighed.
"Ask your question, Olie." I replied.
"Interesting nickname, you've come up with. Why do you look sad? You do know that not all nightmares come true?" Olie asked looking at me with concern.
I sighed again. "Thanks. Usually Aza is the one who comes up with nicknames. Yes I know that, but some of mine have come true. The worse ones' in fact."
"Oh." Olie stated looking away.
I simply shook my head and got up. "Don't worry about it. I'll be fine, at least that's what my family keeps telling me."
I started walked towards the stairs.
"I don't believe you, so I guess this means I'm going to be worrying about you." Olie said turning his head to look at me.
I didn't turn around. "If you wanted to know about my nightmare, all you had to do was ask."
I then walked up the staircase and laid back down on my bed. After two hours of just lying there and listening to everyone getting up, I finally got up. As I walked into the Great Hall, Olie was standing and looking at me. Why is he staring at me? I thought as I went to take a seat between Fred and Hermione.
"You better eat before we have to head to class." Hermione told me before going back to talking with Neville.
Mail showed up. Two letters fell on my plate. I sighed and began opening them. One was from Mommy Ky and the other from Andrew.
Mommy Ky's letter:
We're not happy with the fact that you hit Draco
(Yes we are – Daddy Rick)
Please try to stay out of trouble
We love you and will see you at Christmas
Love,
Mommy Ky and Daddy Rick
Andrew's letter:
We need to talk
Meet me after your last class
In the Great Hall
Andy
I laughed a little. Hmm… very surprised that he used my nickname for him. Meaning this talk must be important or I'm in trouble. I thought as I started putting food in mouth.
"Come on. We're going to be late." Hermione said grabbing my arm and not letting me finished my food.
After a long day of classes, it was now time for flying lessons. Madam Hooch explained what we were doing and told us what not to do; Neville's broom went crazy and Madam Hooch had to take him to the hospital wing. Draco and his friends were laughing.
"Draco, you've got five seconds to shut the hell up." I snapped as I moved closer to him.
"What are you going to do? Hit him again and get expelled?" Pansy Parkinson snapped at me.
I bust into laughter. "Wow Pansy. I didn't know you had a thing for someone who couldn't even stand up for himself."
A lot of Gryffindors started laughing. I simply smiled and wished that Fred and George were here.
"Well, will you look at this?" Draco said as he picked up Neville's Remembrall.
"Hand it over Malfoy." Harry said quickly.
"I've got a better idea. I'll leave it somewhere for Longbottom to find… in a tree." Draco laughed.
"Hand it over!" Harry yelled as Draco popped onto his broom and took off.
I was up in the air long before Hermione yelled at Harry for getting in the air. Harry went straight for Draco and I was just floating there. Everyone was now watching them fly all over the place, until Draco threw the Remembrall. I got to the Remembrall before Harry did and threw it up at him before I touched the wall next to Professor McGonagall's window. Everyone was shouting for Harry while I straight back to the ground. Shit! I'm in trouble. This isn't good. Why did I have to do that?? Well, Neville and I have known each for years, so I had to help get it back. I thought as I walked over to where everyone was congratulating Harry.
"HARRY POTTER! BELL RIGOLETTO!"
Harry and I froze. Shit! I'm dead. I thought as we both turned to face Professor McGonagall.
"How are both of you – you guys could've kill yourselves - " Professor McGonagall started to say.
"But Professor Draco - " I tried to but in.
"Not another word Miss Rigoletto - " Professor McGonagall stated.
"It wasn't their fault - " Ron tried to interject.
"That is enough Mr. Weasley. Rigoletto, Potter, follow me." Professor McGonagall ordered.
Harry and I followed Professor McGonagall. Shit. I'm going to die. Mommy Ky and Daddy Rick aren't going to be happy about this! Wait a minute, where are we going? I thought as Professor McGonagall took as to a classroom door. Professor McGonagall stopped us before she went into the classroom. Harry and I waited in silence, and then Professor McGonagall came out with Olie. Oh no! I thought as three of us began to follow Professor McGonagall to a classroom.
"This is Oliver Wood, and I have found you two Seekers." Professor McGonagall stated happily. "I'm sure one of them wouldn't mind being a Chaser."
Olie looked completely happy.
"Are you serious?" Olie asked really happy.
"Yes, they're both naturals. Charlie Weasley couldn't possibly do anything that those two can." Professor McGonagall said with a smile.
Professor McGonagall and Olie went on talking about us. Harry was paying attention, where as for me I was trying not to run from the room.
"So which one of you wants to be Seeker?" Olie asked.
"Harry does." I quickly answered.
"Good. Harry, have you ever seen a Quidditch game?" Olie asked.
Then Olie and Professor McGonagall went on talking, as I moved closer to the door. Harry look confused, like he didn't know what exactly just happened.
"Where are you going Miss Rigoletto?" Professor McGonagall asked eyeing me.
"Leaving since I'm not need on the Quidditch team. Oh, and there's no way you're getting me to even play." I stated moving closer to the door.
"Then I guess I'm taking you to see Professor Dumbledore." Professor McGonagall stated walking over to me.
"I guess so." I replied back.
"Wood, Potter, go back to your classes." Professor McGonagall ordered as she motioned for me to follow her.
I was now heading to see grandpa Dumbly. Great. I'm either going to have to do Quidditch or leave the school. Not cool. I don't want to be on the Quidditch team this year. Hmm… maybe I can make a bargain or a trade with him. I thought as I followed Professor McGonagall all the way to grandpa Dumbly's office. Professor McGonagall knocked and was let in. I followed Professor McGonagall in with a sad look on my face.
"Headmaster, there's a little problem with Miss Rigoletto." Professor McGonagall stated.
"Oh? And what is the problem?" Grandpa Dumbly asked looking at me.
"I was offered to be on the Quidditch team and I turn it down." I said as fast as I could.
"Miss Rigoletto went against Madam Hooch's orders. Now she either gets punished or joins the Quidditch team." Professor McGonagall stated.
"Are you sure that you don't want to be on the Quidditch team as the Seeker?" Grandpa Dumbly asked.
"Well, Harry is the Seeker; which makes it so that there's no spots left on the Quidditch team. I don't want to be on the Quidditch team until next year." I answered with a small smile.
"Wait, you'll going to have to explain this to me." Grandpa Dumbly stated.
I then began telling grandpa Dumbly and Professor McGonagall what had happened at flying lesson.
"Well, if you're not going to do Quidditch then I've got no choice but to punish you." Grandpa Dumbly stated.
"Well, then Harry and Draco have to be punished with me because that would be totally unfair and ruin our relationship." I replied.
"Fine. I'll punish all of you, but I don't see why Harry needs to be punished because he's going with the first option." Grandpa Dumbly responded a little sad. "All three of you will be serving two detentions with Professor Snape."
"Hm… could we serve our detentions with Hagrid? Please?" I asked softly.
"Fine, you all will be serving your detentions with Hagrid." Grandpa Dumbly replied.
"Thanks." I said giving him a hug.
"Professor McGonagall, please tell Harry and Draco that they have two detentions to serve with Hagrid." Grandpa Dumbly ordered.
Professor McGonagall nodded and left his office. I turned and smiled at him.
"You are such a trouble maker. You probably should get going since Andrew is waiting for you." Grandpa Dumbly stated smiling back at me.
I hugged him again and hurried out the door to go meet Andy.
