A/N: I have updated this chapter on 06-03-2016. I took away some mistakes and changed it here and there. In time I will go through all the chapters. This chapter is about seven hundred words longer.
A/N: Thanks for all your reviews. I know my grammar of the English language is not the best there is. Perhaps it is the worst. Should I take cover now or not?
So I want to again say sorry for the mistakes. But I hope you have fun with my translation of Bellatrix tweede Kans.
This said. Have fun with chapter 5
PS: Harry Potter is not mine; this is just a story from a fan.
C5 This is Harry Potter
For the rest of the evening, Bella had hung on the couch and looked at the house at number 4.
That evening Arabella had asked her why she did that. But the answer Arabella got was an answer that she did not expect.
"The boy across the street of us has it worse than I ever did. In the morning, I only had to make breakfast. And I was only hit if it was not ready in time or when I had done something wrong. That was the same with everything I had to do, if I did something good, then I would not get hit" Bella paused and again looked at the house on NR. 4.
"But Harry from across the street has it much worse than I've ever did. He gets hit because they like to hit him; he gets a thrashing just for the fun of it. Yesterday I saw how much they liked to humiliate him. His uncle pushed him out of the door and on to the ground with just one blow" Again Bella paused and gave Arabella a look. "And if I may, I want to be his friend, only if it's okay with you".
Arabella looked at Bella and was stirred. "I think Harry would love that. But now it's time to go to bed young lady".
Later that night Bella had a dream. She was walking with Harry from across the road; they were holding hands and they were somewhere in a playground. It was a wonderful dream when it started. But it ended up really weird.
In the middle of the dream there was a man with a bald head and almost no nose. This man had red eyes and pupils like slits. He was constantly asking her to murder someone named Harry Potter. But she did not know who this Harry Potter was. The only Harry she knew was the boy who lived at number 4.
On the other side of the playground stood a blonde woman, one who seemed very familiar to her. It was a woman who asked her to be happy and to be friends with Harry Potter?
She slowly woke up and could clearly remember the dream but it was one dream she didn't understand. In the dream the man with the red eyes became angry and angrier, every time he told her that she had to kill this Harry Potter. He even said something which hurt her in her dream. A was a pain she could still feel now that she was awake.
At breakfast, she told all of her dream to Arabella. She had described everything and also told her what the man looked like.
Arabella had told her that she had to listen to the woman and that to kill someone was very, very bad.
Bella knew that to kill someone was bad and therefore she would rather know who this Harry Potter really was.
Although Arabella knew that the young Harry, who lived across of them was the great Harry Potter. She did not know if Bella would be a witch. She did however knew that the bold man was none other than Voldemort. He was the only man she knew with red eyes and pupils like slits.
Arabella was also not sure whether she should tell her that Harry from across the street was none other than Harry Potter. And especially now that she knew that Voldemort wanted him dead.
There were a lot of questions that were raised in Arabella's mind when she heard the story from the dream. For now, she decided to wait and see what would happen. She could always decide later what she could do with, or could do about it.
Bella now simply sat on the couch and looked at the house on number 4. This happened a lot after she had heard the stories from Arabella, and also after she had read that little red book. She now knew that she only wanted to do everything she could to help Harry.
The way Bella was doing all of this for little Harry, from across the road was very admirable, at least that was what Arabella thought of it. It was something that gave her a warm feeling.
It was just unfortunate that they had not seen Harry for almost three whole days. Arabella had told Bella, that he was probably locked up in the cupboard under the stairs. That again was something that was happening more and more.
Bella knew that Arabella knew more than she had told her. She also knew that she could not ask any questions about it. So that was something she would not do.
Her main goal now was to make Harry just a little happier, even if it was with something very small. But the idea that someone could lock up a little boy like Harry, in a cupboard under the stairs where only cleaning stuff were supposed to be. That was too much for Bella to understand.
*#*
Two days later Bella saw how little Harry slowly walked out of the house. He had his eyes almost squeezed shut. The sun seemed to irritate him badly, more than it usual did. She looked over at Arabella and asked why that was.
Arabella told her that it was due to the dark closet in which he was locked up for four days now. This was something that Arabella had not told Bella before. The fact that Harry had no light in his cupboard was something Arabella had not told her.
She had read the red book several times, but there was nothing at all about the fact that he had no light in his cupboard. And she was now wondering what else he did not have in that cupboard.
This went through the mind of Bella while she was curled up in her spot on the couch, just looking at little Harry from across the street.
A car drove by and in front of Harry it honked its horn.
Bella looked straight at Harry and saw that he was so scared when the car honked its horn it startled her.
Little Harry ducked and was now squatting on the sidewalk, with fear written all over his face.
For Bella, this was a terrible sight to see. She had never seen anyone so scared before. So out of pure instinct, Bella got up and ran to the front door. She immediately wanted to go to Harry and comfort him, just to tell him that all would be well that she would be there for him.
She however was stopped at the front door by Arabella.
"Sorry love, but this is something that you should not do. It is just as I have told you, it is very important that Harry is where he is. I know it's terrible when you see him so scared. I myself have seen it too often to find it a good thing. And yes I know it hurts when you see him like this, it always makes me hurt inside. But it is not allowed for us to do something about it. I do not know why, but it is just not allowed. When you are a little older I will tell you all about it but not now".
Arabella sat down next to Bella and looked at Harry. "Sometimes Harry comes here for just a few hours or so. Even then, I have to pretend that Harry is not a nice boy. It is also something that you should do when he comes here".
Bella looked at Arabella and wanted to argue but Arabella held up her hand.
When Harry is inside and the door is closed then we can be nice to him, but not before that. His uncle and aunt will beat him if he is just talking with someone else, that's the reason why we should pretend not to be nice to him.
Occasionally Harry will come here for a weekend. If that happens, then we can have some fun with him, only his aunt and uncle may not know about that. So whenever he comes over we have to do it secretly".
Bella now looked at Arabella with a very sad look. She now wanted nothing more than to help little Harry. But Arabella had helped her very well so she knew that Arabella had to be right. She did not like it but she did understand it. Bella could now only look at Harry, when he came out of the house.
Usually he looked fearfully around himself. Just looking around himself as though he could be caught by his cousin at any minute. Then he went and sat behind the flower bed under the window. And sitting there just waiting for his cousin to come home. Afraid because he was not allowed to come home earlier than his cousin and scared about what could happen if he did so.
"Arabella, why is Harry sitting in that flower bad" Bella asked after a while.
Arabella looked out of the window and saw Harry sitting there. "That is the only spot where his aunt and uncle can't see him. It is his safety spot.
Harry was just sitting there hours on end. Looking at everything that was happening in the street? All this had happened before and it happened a lot was what Arabella had told her. Bella now knew that Harry's life had not been easy and it had not been easy for a very long time.
Night after night Arabella watched as Bella was looking towards the house at number 4. The only thing she looked at was Harry, and what was happening to him. If she saw something she immediately wrote that down in the red book which Arabella had started. That little red book was slowly filling up with small events and each more gruesome than the other.
*#*
Bella was slowly finding her own place while she was living with Arabella, It had been over two months and she loved every minute of it. From the police they had heard that all the efforts they had done for finding her parents had failed. So Arabella felt that it was time for Bella to go to school.
This she had already discussed with Bella because she knew that after more than a year, the chances of finding her parents were almost zero. And going to school was a thing where Bella looked forward to. So after some paperwork all was ready and her first school day would be that Monday.
On Sunday Arabella had told her to go to bed early. Before she went to bed she quickly looked out through the front window. From their front window, she could just see how Harry went into his cupboard. She watched his uncle closed the cupboard with a padlock that was another thing she had not seen before. So while she wrote it in the red book, she asked herself what Harry had done this time to be locked up at night.
*#*
On Monday morning Arabella walked with Bella hand in hand towards the school.
From out the corner of her eye, Bella saw the cousin of Harry as they walk to school. His cousin was someone you could not miss; he was as fat as a baby whale. With wide eyes she looked around her. When his cousin was there then Harry had to be here to. But unfortunately she did not see Harry anywhere.
Maybe he was in a different class she thought. He was younger than his cousin; at least he looked much younger so he had to be in another class. But wherever she looked there was no Harry. She hoped she would see Harry at school. But became slowly afraid that he might not be at this school at all, maybe he was at a different school.
In a way Bella was glad that she could go to school, and in a way she was not. She herself could never make friends it was something she suddenly remembered. There was always something going wrong and it was always something that happened that she could not explain. That was also the one thing that would put an end to her friendship.
Why she had this recollection she did not know but it was a new one for her. Things always happened which made other people very upset at her. It was just like with the girl in the orphanage. Bella was so scared of her when she pushed her, and suddenly she was flying backwards into a wall. And that was why the girl's mother was so angry with her, and Bella was sent to those horrible people.
At the gate of the school Arabella said goodbye to Bella and went away.
Bella was a little hesitant when she was brought to her new classroom by a teacher. "Class, this is Bellatrix Smith she is our new student from now on. And she told me that she wants to be called Bella, Bella dear why don't you just take a seat in the back with Harry".
Bella jumped up a little and looked straight to the back of the classroom. There all alone and all the way in the furthest corner was Harry. Around him was a half-circle of empty tables. Bella smiled to herself and went straight for the table that stood beside Harry.
Harry looked at Bella and asked if she wanted to sit down in front of him.
Bella did not understand why he had asked it of her. He did sounded apologetic but most of all he sounded nervous and scared. But because she did not wanted to fight with Harry on her first day, she did what he asked of her and sat down in front of him.
The first morning in the school went very slow and Bella just looked around the classroom. Right In the middle of the classroom, where his cousin was sitting, who appeared to be called Dudley?
Dudley Dursley had a smug look on his face. That was a look that Bella right away found repulsive about him, she immediately thought of all the things she had saw of him and had read about him in the little red Book. She actually found him instantly atrocious.
She quickly glanced at the clock and hoped it would soon be half past ten. That was also the time when she would have her first recess, and her first chance to finally talk to Harry. Unfortunately, the clock is never fast enough when you want it to be.
When the bell rang at half past ten Bella remained sitting down, she was looking at Harry and waited for what he was going to do.
Harry did not look at her and quickly walked past and out of the classroom.
It was also now that Bella saw that Harry was very fast. She followed him and was looking where he was going. Around the corner she saw that Harry had disappeared. The first thing Bella wanted to do was go back and look again but was just in time to hear the voice of his cousin.
"Come on guys, I think he's already outside".
This was the opportunity for Bella to see what his cousin was going to do with him while he was at school. She saw his cousin walking with three of his friends. They were the type of guys who had more muscles than brains.
Bella noticed that the boys went around the corner to go and search for Harry. When she herself looked around the corner, Harry was nowhere to be seen, the only thing she saw was Dudley and his friends whom were knocking over everything in search for Harry. But wherever they looked they did not find Harry anywhere.
Bella looked from a distance at the boys and saw how desperate Dudley was searching. From the corner of her eye she saw something with messy black hair run past her as she looked around.
Harry ran to another corner of a building and around it. Bella looked quickly back to Dudley and saw that he and his friends were still looking for Harry.
So she herself went around the corner to where she last saw Harry. Bella slowly walked up to him and looked at him carefully.
Harry was sitting behind a trash can with his back against the wall, he was breathing deeply from all the running he had done. Harry looked her straight in the eyes and smiled sweetly at her. His green eyes gave her a warm feeling, a feeling that she felt immediately deep inside her.
"Your name is Bella is it not" Harry asked gently as he looked around him with searching eyes.
"Yes, I'm Bella, and you're Harry".
Harry nodded and looked to both sides again. "Bella you'd better not talk to me, otherwise Dudley will also beat you. He does not want me to have any friends you know. And I do not want anyone to get bullied because of me". Harry stood up and immediately walked away.
"Harry" Bella called after him.
Harry turned around and looked at her again.
"Harry, I do not mind though. I just want to talk to you, and Dudley does not affect me".
Harry just looked at her. "Thank you Bella, but it is better for you to not be my friend. You do not need to be beaten up because of me; you're too sweet for that". With a small smile, Harry quickly walked away from her.
Bella watched him go but did not quite understand him. But he had told her that he liked her she was sweet. She could not help blushing at the thought, while she stood there with her mouth open.
When she saw that Dudley finally got a hold of Harry, He and his friends immediately started to beat on him very hard.
Bella watched with horror at what Dudley did to Harry. Harry worked himself loose and ran off. She ran after the group and saw Harry sitting on the roof of a shed. How he came to that was a mystery to her, but he was on top of the shed.
The worst thing was that Harry still was the one who received punishment for that. She had tried to help him by saying that he was being chased and bullied. But unfortunately for her, it did not help at all.
At the end of the day she saw how Dudley was picked up by a car. But Harry had to walk home alone. Again she wanted to go to him, but Arabella stopped her. "Not yet dear perhaps in a few weeks but not just yet".
*#*
That evening at dinner Bella told everything that had happened that day to Arabella. She also said that Harry could not talk to anyone, and that he could not have any friends. If he did have them, then his cousin would beat that person up and Harry to. She also told Arabella that Harry did not want her to talk to him, and why.
Then she asked why Harry just walked away, she had a sad look when she asked that question because she just did not understand it.
When Arabella, was explaining it Bella, That Harry did not want anyone else to have problems because of him, Bella was almost to tears.
"But Harry cannot do anything about it. His cousin is doing it, He does not" Bella almost cried.
"Yes, I know, sweetheart. But Harry thinks that that is precisely why that it is his fault. That's why he does not want any friends. He thinks they are safe this way. It has always been told to him that he was the problem. So by staying away from everyone he is keeping himself, the problem, away".
Tomorrow was the day Bella was going to go and try again to talk to Harry. That night she had a very bad dream, one that remained hanging in her head well into the morning.
"Arabella" Bella called.
"Yes, dear what is it".
"Last night I had a bad dream it was the same dream as before. You know the one in the playground. This time I dreamed about that guy with the bald head and those gazing red eyes. He again told me that I had to kill Harry Potter, but I do not know who Harry Potter is.
However I noticed that there was a young man who came running up to me. He had a stick in his hands and fired it. It was as if he could do magic or something. The young man looked at me and had the same green eyes as Harry from the other side. I think it was Harry. But he told me that I should make my own choice and that I should not do what the man said. Then I woke up" Bella said in a soft voice.
Arabella got a bit of an uncomfortable feeling in her stomach. She now knew who the man with the red eyes really was. That man was none other than Voldermort. Sure she had known it before, but now she was sure of it. What she did not understand was that this little Bella had a connection with him.
Fortunately, Bella did not know who that man was.
Arabella also received an uncomfortable feeling because Bella had to kill Harry Potter. But luckily Bella did not wanted to do this.
Arabella was thinking how to proceed now, she could tell it to Dumbledore. But she had already told him all about Harry. And yet, he left Harry with those terrible people as if it was nothing unusual. He did nothing for Harry; he did not come to have a look, just to make sure that she had seen nothing wrong, to see if the boy was okay.
She was now also aware that Bella had magical powers. Therefore Dumbledore would automatically find out that Bella was with her. No she had to find someone else who could help them, someone who would also love Harry, as they did.
The next day at school it was a make or break day for Bella. With a firm step she walked into the classroom, she went right up to Harry and picked up the chair and table next to Harry and sat down.
"Sit down in front of me, so you will not get in trouble" Harry hissed at her.
"No" Bella hissed back. "I can sit where I want to sit, and there is no potbelly that will stop me. And when I have nothing to tell you he cannot blame me for anything".
Harry looked at her with large eyes. He opened his mouth to say something but closed it immediately. Bella was right and he knew it.
While the lesson was in full swing and almost everyone listened to the teacher except Dudley. Bella saw that Dudley was up to something.
Dudley glanced over his shoulder and smiled a nasty smile at Harry.
Bella saw that he was about to do something but decided to just watch.
Dudley grabbed a piece of chalk, which he had lying around on his table and tossed it against the head of the teacher, it hit her precisely in the back of her head.
She turned around and immediately asked who had done this.
"Harry did it teacher I have seen it myself" Dudley told her with a slimy smile.
"Oooo Harry, if that is true" she said as she pinched the bridge of her nose. "You know what, it does not matter to me" she cried frustrated. "You have no recess today, you can stay inside and read your book".
Bella looked angrily at Dudley who was only laughing.
Harry saw what she did and tapped on her table.
Bella looked at him and immediately got the warm feeling in her Belly. It was the feeling she always got when she looked in those green eyes of his.
"Please Bella do not interfere with it. I'm quite happy with this. When I am inside, he cannot harm me" Harry said.
Bella had not looked at it this way, but Harry was right.
During recess Bella walked over to a tree and sat down underneath it. From that spot she was able to look at Harry who was sitting in the classroom behind is table reading his book.
Harry went over to the window and looked across the playground. His eyes crossed with those of Bella.
Bella looked at him and saw that he was smiling at her. A little shyly she smiled back at Harry who was pointing just a little to the left of her. Bella followed his finger to where he was looking. There she saw Dudley and his friends beating up another boy during the recess. She looked back to the classroom and saw that Harry was back at his table.
Once a week, Bella was sitting under the tree, sometimes it was twice a week. She was always sitting there when Harry had to stay inside and every time it was Dudley who was responsible for it.
She noticed that Harry was the complete opposite from his cousin. Harry was loving his nephew was not. Harry helped her when Dudley was not looking, something Dudley would never do. But the worst was when they were eating their lunches at school.
Harry always took two small sandwiches from his pocket, which looked old and soggy. Sometimes Bella thought that he only had dry bread with nothing on it, and that hurt her more and more every time she saw it.
And when she looked at Dudley she saw that he had the whole content of the refrigerator with him, Chicken legs and large pieces of sausage, sandwiches and cheese, as well as cakes and sweets. Whit what Dudley was eating you could feed the whole class, and you would still have leftovers, too.
When she had told Arabella about this, she immediately made extra sandwiches for Harry. Harry politely refused it at first. But when Bella continued to insist he took it but he still did it hesitantly. In his eyes she saw how happy he was with just a cheese sandwich.
Days became weeks and weeks became months. Before they knew it had been a year and more. More and more often Bella got those odd dreams. These dreams gradually became nightmares, sometimes, Bella was screaming for hours on end that she did not want to kill Harry. Then she screamed as though she was dying of pain.
Arabella could do nothing more than sit beside her, trying to wake her up. And when she had her awake then it often took hours before she fell back to sleep again.
Arabella began to worry about Bella and did not know what to do. She did however know now whom she could ask for help and she did it right away.
Sometimes Arabella came to Bella, and walked into her room where she found Bella crying on her bed. Usually she was crying about Harry and sometimes about her nightmares.
Then Bella again asked her what she should do. Or she said she had that nightmare again. She just could not understand why that man always asked her to kill Harry Potter. Often she imagined herself that Harry Potter was the Harry she knew from across the street.
She found Harry sweet and kind, he was her best friend. That she told Arabella, that she and Harry were now exchanging notes in class. It was a way to talk to each other and in this way; Dudley did not hear them talk and could therefore do nothing about it or do anything about it against Bella.
Harry and Bella were not together at recess, it was something that they consciously did not do. Every child who wanted to play with Harry was beaten up by Dudley and his friends. And this was precisely the reason why Bella was not beaten up by them.
It also could not be done because Dudley was still after Harry whenever he got the chance. Once Dudley and his friends, wanted to have a go and beat up Bella.
Just then Harry came out of nowhere, and stood up for her. "Can you not beat me Dudley; you must now tackle a girl".
She heard Harry shouting fiercely. Dudley listened to Harry, his words made him so angry that he immediately started chasing after Harry.
Dudley stopped harassing Bella after that. Never had she heard Harry say something to Dudley. But on that day, that day he helped her. That day they became secret friends they became best friends.
Unfortunately by his action, it was so that Harry went home with more bruises and abrasions that day, more than he would have otherwise This was something that Bella felt ashamed about. Those bruises had been intended for her. But it was Harry who had got them for her.
*#*
"Bella, I will have a visitor this morning. And I would like to introduce her to you. And later I will have a surprise for you Arabella said.
Bella always loved it when it was Saturday. On Saturday Arabella always had a surprise for her. Sometimes they went somewhere. And sometimes they just bake cookies all day. Just things they could do together and have fun while doing it.
Bella came running into the kitchen and turned on the light. She always did this without touching the button. She just put her hand high in the air and there was light.
Arabella who was a Squib knew a lot about magic. She herself could make the most difficult potions that there were. This way she also knew that Bella was a witch. But that was something she had not told Bella yet. That would happen in about one year when Harry and Bella would both be eleven years old.
Bella poured herself some pumpkin juice. That was something she found very tasty. Arabella had told her that she always made it herself. At her first sip she was drawn to the bell on the front door.
Bella ran to the front door and opened it. There in the doorway stood an older woman with her hair in a tight bun. She had on a Scottish skirt and looked straight into the eyes of Bella.
"Good morning little girl I'm Minerva McGonagall and I'm here for Arabella Figg".
Bella looked at the woman while considering what to do. She seemed to be a very strict and yet she also seemed like a very honest woman to Bella.
"I'm Bellatrix Smith my lady, Aunt Arabella is in the kitchen, If you would follow me I will take you to her".
Upon hearing the name Bellatrix an eyebrow rose up at Minerva's face. She followed the little girl to the kitchen and greeted Arabella friendly.
Bella had to go and play in her room upstairs for a while, while the women could talk in the kitchen.
"Arabella Who's that girl" Minerva asked.
"I have no idea Minerva I found her under a bridge. I've tried everything but could do nothing for her. I even asked the police for help. The police have not been able to find her parents and I was allowed to adopt her. Now that I am allowed to adopt her I was also allowed to become her legal guardian, which I'm. But she is like my daughter. She has been living here for over a year now and her name is Bellatrix Smith".
"She looks a lot like Bellatrix Lestrange, if you ask me. What do you think about it Arabella" Minerva asked.
"Yes she does, but I know that Bellatrix Lestrange has no children so she could not be her daughter. But Bella here dreams about, He Who Must Not Be Named. He tells her that she has to kill Harry Potter" Arabella told her while she was looking at the table.
Minerva was shocked by the story, and especially about the influence of He Who Must Not Be Named.
"But there is more Minerva" Arabella continued. "She sits with Harry in the same class at the same school, and she is friends with him maybe even best friends.
Sometimes I find her crying until late into the night, when I ask her about it. She tells me what He Who Must Not Be Named asked her in her dream. The only thing he tells her is that she has to kill Harry Potter. Only those dreams are becoming more and more nightmares for her.
The only thing I'm sure of is that she does not want to kill Harry Potter. She doesn't know that her friend Harry is none other than Harry Potter".
Minerva nodded upon hearing the story. And quietly drank from her tea while she thought about what she had just heard.
"But Minerva" Arabella went on. "I did not ask you to come here for this. I want you to browse through that little red book, please". Arabella pointed to the red book that lay on the corner of the table in front of Minerva.
Bella sneak out of her room, she went downstairs and tiptoed into the living room to eavesdrop at the door. She had missed the first part that was about her. But she heard that they were now talking about Harry.
She heard Minerva ask "Is all of this true. Has all of this happened to Harry" she said.
And Bella also heard something about someone named Dumbledore and why he did not do anything about it. She also heard that Minerva found it quite nice that Bella was so good for Harry.
The doorbell rang again and Bella immediately ran back upstairs. She was, after all, not allowed to be downstairs while Minerva and Arabella were in the kitchen.
Bella heard the slam of the door and that she was instantly called to come down. Quickly she ran out of her room and came down the stairs. Halfway on the stairs she stopped.
Two green eyes looked up at her. It were the same green eyes, that always gave her that warm feeling from inside.
"Hi," was what they both brought out softly.
Minerva left the kitchen and came out into the hallway. She was startled when she saw Harry standing in the hallway. She recognized him only because of his green eyes. Those were the same eyes as those eyes as from Lilly Potter her favored student.
"Hello ma'am," Harry said sweetly.
"Hello young man I'm Minerva McGonagall."
"Hello. I'm Harry, Harry Potter."
Bella's eyes widened and shots from Harry to Arabella and back. "Harry Potter" she whispered softly.
Arabella looked at her and nodded.
A/N: a few answers to any questions that may come.
1 More on Minerva in the next chapter. Her role will only be revealed in Chapter 16 / and more in Chapter 17 what that is, I'm not telling. For the ones who are translating my Dutch version with Google translate. SSSSTTTT do not say a thing to the others. Do not spoil the story for them, HAHAHAHA
2 Something had gone wrong with the ritual carried out by Narcissa. What that was I'm going to tell you in book 5 or 6, but it may also be in Chapter 135 to 140. I do not know if I'm going to split the books. That's something you should decide for me.
3 What is in the red book I will reveal here and there in the story?
4 And yes I'm adding things to the English version. Just to make the story a little nicer.
Thanks and see you at the next chapter.