*Authors Note*
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"Bella. Bella. Bella wake up." A voice said in her ear and tried to shake her.
"Sleep." She mumbled in return. This scene seemed very similar. Right. That morning. Hogwarts. Train. Cold. Wet.
"Bellatrix!" Bella's head snapped up from Scor's shoulder and everything came rushing back to her. Fatigue. She was exhausted.
"Why did you wake me?" She whined.
"Were going soon. They are on k." He whispered back. She sighed and lifted her head, half processing what was going on.
"Maria King." Maria went and sat on the stool. The hat barely touched her head before screaming, "HUFFLEPUFF!"
"Ryan Leon."
"RAVENCLAW!
"Bellatrix Malfoy." Sighing Bella stumbled forward, not aware of the silence throughout the hall.
"My my, what do we have here?" The hat said.
"Hurry. I want sleep." She responded.
"Well no Hufflepuff. You have too big of a temper." The hat mused.
"Good." She replied remembering her fathers response.
"Well you are smart, much like that Hermione girl from a few years back. But also very brave. Already had a adventure?" The hat chuckled. "Well, your not Slytherin like your father. You too selfless. Where do you want to go?"
"Wherever my twin is." She replied. "Oh, drat that. He is a Gryffindor. He isn't smart, doesn't make friends well and is too selfless. Put me in Gryffindor."
"You are loyal, brave, selfless and have courage. Remember that. Your gonna need that." The hat told her. "GRYFFINDOR!" Bella took the hat off before stumbling over to her seat and putting her head down on the table.
"Scorpius Malfoy." A teacher called out.
"You best be in Gryffindor." Bellatrix threatened him in her mind. "I gave up Ravenclaw for you." She watched as he sat on the stool. Bella had evidently been correct, for moments later there was a loud "GRYFFINDOR!" Some polite clapping was all he got. He sat down next to her before his head hit the table with a loud clunk. "Wake me up when Albus goes." Was all he said. Bella sighed and put her head in her hands, planning on catching a few minuted of sleep.
She was woken by very loud cheering.
"You said you would wake me." Scor accused her. She shrugged as Albus sat down next to them. "Too bad. I went to sleep." Then she went to sleep. Later on she was slightly aware of Rose becoming another Gryffindor and eating some food before going to bed, but all she really remembered, was going to sleep.
"Bella wake up."
"NO Scor." Bella muttered back.
"I am not Scor."
"Mummy! Leave!" She whined.
"I am not in your family." The voice said with some giggles.
"Then leave."
"Wake up!" The voice protested.
"NO!" She felt cold water rush over her. She screamed and sat straight up, ready to kill whoever had done it. She was on her feet, wand in hand to see Rose and her giggling roommates laughing.
"Real funny." Bella climbed in back and puled the covers over head.
"Rise n' shine!" One sang pulling the covers back again.
"Its too early!"
"Its noon!" Rose told her. Bella opened one eye. "Okay okay I am getting up." She sat up and shook her head. Her platinum locks whacked her in the face. She yawned and got of bed, heading to the bathroom. The girls followed her. Bella just sighed. "What do we need to do today?" She asked them. Addison, or Roxanne, answered first. "Well, we need to unpack our trunks for starters."
"And then we need to eat lunch and get our schedules." Nora interrupted.
"Then we should go fly our brooms." Rose said with a grin.
"I thought we weren't allowed brooms?" Bella asked as she brushed out her hair.
"Oh, you missed the announcement last night. You fell asleep." Roxanne paused and giggled. "Due to the fact that so many seventh years have decided to drop out because of Newts first years are allowed brooms and to try out for their house's teams."
"Scor!"
"What?"
"Add me in your letter to dad saying I need my broom too."
"How did you know I was writing a letter?"
"Because your my twin." Bella pointed out wisely.
"Fair point. Bye."
"Look, she just did it again." Roxanne said.
"Do what?"
"You space out." Bella shrugged. "I was just reminding my twin that I need him to tell dad I need my broom."
"How?" Nora looked really confused. Rose answered for her. "She and her twin are telepaths." Bella finished brushing out her hair and opened the book her mother gave her. Her slender fingers ran down the table of contents.
Table Of Contents
Curls
Ringlets pg... 2
Loose pg.. 3
Tight pg.. 4
Hollywood pg.. 5
Coils pg.. 6
Waves pg... 7
Messy pg.. 8
Straight
Iron Flat pg.. 10
Natural pg.. 11
Extreme pg.. 12
Light pg.. 13
Updo's
Headband pg.. 16
Half Up pg.. 17
Pony Tail pg.. 18
Buns pg.. 19
Faux Hawk pg.. 20
Braids
French pg.. 23
Dutch pg.. 24
Waterfall pg.. 25
Ladder pg.. 26
Feather pg.. 27
Fishtail pg.. 28
3 Strand pg.. 29
Details (Only used if experienced)
Rainbow Shine pg.. 32
Color Fix pg.. 33
Highlights pg.. 34
Shine pg.. 35
Grow pg.. 36
Cut pg.. 37
Her finger stopped on 'Bun pg.. 29. She skipped over to 29. Now she had more options.
Page 29 - Buns
Messy Bun - Nuntius Placenta
Ballet Bun - Ballet Placentiana
Hollow Bun - Cavan Plocenta
Classic Bun - Classe Placenta
French Roll - Francos Volumine
Bow Bun - Arcum Plaven
Twisted Bun - Placenta Retorta
Side Bun - Hinc Plia
Braided Bun - Placenta Invicem
Hun - Dimidium Plocenta
She chose the messy bun as the girls chatted about quidditch. She twirled her wand in her fingers, the white wood creating a fan.
"Nuntius Placenta." She ordered with her wand pointed at her hair. Instantly hair bands and pins came flying out and tucked them selves neatly into her hair. She looked at her relfelction. Not too shabby. A few hairs framed her face and the others were pulled up into a bun. It looked cute. She washed her face and listened to the girls conversation.
"No, the best team is the Russian Rascals!" Nora said, rolling the r's.
"Um no. They suck compared to Abbleby Arrows." Rose informed her.
"You guys are both wrong. It Holyhead Harpies. Have you seen their new chaser? Or moves are sick!" Bella interrupted. The conversation moved out into the bedroom where they all started unpacking.
"Oh my gosh I know! She is so good! I can't believe she hadn't gotten picked up before than." Roxanne gushed. "Like, she 25! Seven years out of Hogwarts!" Bella opened her trunk and pulled out he messenger bag. She was going house it to carry around everything. It was an olive green with light leather buckles. She opened it and started organizing her school books.
"What position are you going to try out for?" Rose asked her. Bella smiled. "Chaser." It was her favorite position ever. Moving, passing, making the goals and constantly being the center of attention. All of the action was there.
"Nice. I am going for keeper like my dad." Rose replied as a couple owls hooted from the window. Roxanne opened it and four owls flew in, all of them attached to a huge package. Rose tore through the wrappings and gave each of the owls a treat. A Nimbus 4000 was revealed, the oak wood shining like new. Rose smiled as she hung it up on the wall.
"That's your broom?" Bella asked. It had been released a couple years ago. Rose smiled proudly. "Mum said I could get it if I became fluent in Latin in under two months. I did it." Bella grinned. "Nice. It took me a full year to learn."
"What type of broom do you have?" Rose asked. Bella blushed. "Thunder Bolt." She answered. It had just been released but she and her family were huge quidditch fans. They had their own private quidditch pitch complete with stands in their backyard. She and Scor were out their all of the times and their father often joined them. Rose let out a low whistle. "That broom is something. How did you get it?"
Bella grinned. "I made a bet with my dad. It had three parts. If my brother and I could score one hundred goals in half an hour on my dad then the Holy Head Harpies had to beat the Balleycastle Bats. The final part was that we could go a whole week without arguing. We did it and we both got Thunder Bolts. My mom was pissed my dad made the bet. But," Bella checked her watch. "My broom should be here any minute. At my house we use Eagle's instead of owls." Rose laughed. "Nice." Bella finished folding her jeans and put them into their spot under her bead. The Gryffindor beds were twins but where a trundle could go their was a mini closet. There were different sectioned areas that rolled out like a storage bed. Bella started on her shirts when she felt slightly dizzy.
"Our brooms are here!" Bella grinned and turned to Rose. "My brooms here!" She flew down the stairs, taking two at a time. She didn't care she was still in her pajamas and slippers. Her pajamas consisted of flannel shorts and one of Scor's old t-shirts. Scor laughed when he saw her. "That was fast."
"I want my broom!" It was true. She had been super sad about having to part with it for the year. She snatched the gleaming broom out of Scor's hands. Even though it was only a couple weeks old it already had wear marks. She had spent it least three hours on it every day over the summer. She ran her hands over it, checking it for any damage. Nothing. She grinned. "Thanks Scor!" She turned and raced up the stairs again before pausing. "Wanna match in ten minutes?"
"You are so on!" Bella laughed and raced up the stairs.
"You guys up for a quidditch game?" She asked Roxanne, Rose and Nora. They all grinned and started digging through there trunks for clothes. She dug through her own trunk to find her quidditch gear. She loved her gear. For her birthday she had gotten it personalized. A light grey that match her eyes with white stitching. She threw the skin tight leggings on and slipped long sleeved shirt on before fastening the heavy cloak. It got cold in the air. After slipping on her boots and knee pads she ducked out onto the balcony and jumped off the ledge before landing on her broom laughing. She loved being in the air. She let her hair down with a quick "Descendit." Her platinum hair flew behind her as she waited for the girls. Rose appeared first wearing red pants and a Weasley sweater. Her hair had been thrown into a ponytail. Nora and Roxanne appeared wearing similar clothes to Rose. They all kicked off the balcony, not jumping like Bella had done. Bella led the way out to the quidditch pitch, doing loops through he air as they went to get warmed up. When they arrived a number of Gryffindor's stood their.
"Sorry about this. Some people over heard." Scor told her. Bella gave a quick nod before speaking to everybody. "Who's captains? I will be one."
"I'll be the other." Came an arrogant voice. Bella rolled her eyes. James Potter. Of course. She took a deep breath. "Everybody in a line." James flew out and stood to her right. "We all know your gonna lose so you can pick first." He told her. She gave him the famous Malfoy smirk. "Scor."
"Bentley." James picked an older seventh year.
"Pick Albus. He can be our third chaser." Scor said.
"Albus."
"Teddy." Blue haired boy joined James.
"Rose." She had her chasers and keeper. Who for beaters?
"Amanda." James chose for his third.
"Roxanne." One beater down.
"Creevy."
"Fred." Fred flew over to them and high fived everybody.
"Dominique." Bella raised an eye brow. That was his first Weasley in his group. Now she just needed a seeker. She viewed the remaining kids over. A couple burly kids were no doubt beaters and a few kids wearing gloves who were chasers. Wait, she had Nora.
"Nora."
"Rachel." Nora grinned. "I was wondering how long it would take you to figure out I played seeker." She called out to Bella. Bella smirked as the team gathered around her. "Okay, Albus, Scor and I are chasers. Rose you
got keep, Fred, Roxanne, I am assuming you play beaters?" She didn't have to ask. They both carried bats. They nodded. "Nora's seeker. Alright, here is out formation…" She told them the plays and they spread out on their half of the pitch. Victiore Weasley, who was playing referee, flew down and lets the balls out. "Alright. Lets play fair guys. And… Tweet!" Bella and Scor stormed the center. Scor collected the quaffle and Bella flew under him. He passed it down and Bella threw it to Albus who was making the third man run. Albus easily tossed it through the goal hoop. Rachel who was playing keep threw it out to James. Bella imeaditily flew to intercept.
"Watch the over pass." She told Scor. Bella blocked him from going to Dominique and he played the overhead pass like she had predicted. Scor easily intercepted it and passed it to Bella, but Bella lost it to James. The game continued like this, kids subbing in and out and Bella and James competing for the ball every time. When Nora easily beat Creevy to the snitch using some Russian maneuver Bella's team won. To her surprise James was a good loser.
"Good job." He told her as she cheered for their win.
"Thanks. You too." She said this genuinely. He was a good player, their was no doubting that, as sad as it was. They all trudged into the Great Hall together for a late lunch, laughing as they went over the game.
Too soon they were heading back to their rooms to finish unpacking. Bella threw her sweaters into a compartment, much like she had done earlier. To her it wasn't really worth the effort to organize. She was a very messy person. In her defense, she was always busy. Learning, flying, pleasing Grandmother. The list went on. Her grandmother was impossible. Narcissa had softened a little bit since after the war but she still thought that Bella was too boyish.
"Bellatrix. Sit straight!"
"Bellatrix! Feet under your chair!"
"Posture!" Nobody even cared about that stuff anymore. Bella moved onto making her bed. No way was she sleeping under those scarlet blankets again tonight. She pointed her wand at a small piece of cloth the size of her fist. "Engorgio." The bedding spread out until it reached it's max. She smiled as she spread it over the bed, replacing the scarlet. It was a simple ruby red. The light bounced off of it. She got a running start and jumped onto the bed. Oh, it felt good to be done unpacking.
"You done?" Rose asked her from the other side of the room.
"Yep." Bella answered, looking around her space. Her broom hung from the wall and her messenger bag hung on the post. Spare reading books were stacked neatly on her night stand. Her trunk sat at the foot of her bed, locked. She kept her jewelry and journals in there. Compared to Rose's area, Bella's looked bland. Rose's exploded with color. Artwork and quidditch posters left almost no wall space while her night stand looked like the library had exploded on it. Streamers hung with the curtains. Before Bella could go into a further inquiry Rose answered. "Lets go fly!" Bella grabbed her cloak and broom before racing out after Rose, into the night sky.