ANGEL FALLEN FROM HEAVEN - They are a bit, but they'll be in even more trouble in the next installment. ;)
tyra8888 - Thanks, i tried to make her the true characteristics of Slytherin, not the stereotypes. It'll come out more as she gets older though.
BeckaR - Yeah...i'm not gonna say much but it would be interesting to see how she balances vamps and wizards. We'll see tho ;)
Kaiana - Dont worry about you're english. We all have to learn stuff at some point though. Thank you so much for the review and i'm glad you like Bella's character. I dont really like Twi Bella anyway but thank you. There was also a reason for her not going in with Harry but it'll make sense as the next lot comes about.
No one, absolutely no one was able to tell me when Harry was going to wake up. I mean, what was the point of us having magic and medicine that can heal you instantly if you can't even tell someone when their brother is going to wake up?
And they wouldn't even let me see him. Apparently he needed to rest. Like I was going to make that a problem. I would have just sat there waiting for him to wake up but no. I had to continue going to my classes. This wasn't good for Malfoy. He tempted me at every chance he got.
"Scarhead still in the hospital wing Potter?" I bit my lip and carried on eating my breakfast. It was so much easier for Harry; he didn't share a table with the moron.
"Go away Malfoy." I said calmly. Count to ten Bella, cont to ten.
One. Two. Three -
"I bet he was just faking being hurt to get attention."
Four. Five. Six.
"Just like your mother. Father always said she was an attention seeking harpy." Red. Pure red was all I saw as I leapt across the table and landed on Malfoy. I began punching him, clawing at his robes and hair - just trying to inflict as much physical pain as I could.
I felt something grab my arm and hold me tight but I was still struggling. "Miss Potter." Snape's nasally voice was in my ear and I bit my tongue in order not to say anything. "Control yourself or I will be forced to bind you until you calm down."
I didn't want to. I wanted to continue punching and kicking but if I did I was sure I would get expelled. This was the second time I had attacked Malfoy and while he deserved it, it would not help my case if he talked – and I was pretty sure that he would talk.
So I calmed down.
Snape waited till he was sure that I wasn't going to attack and then let me go. While he had been holding me someone must have taken him to Madame Pomphery because he was no longer in a bloody heap on the floor.
"Miss Potter, I would advise you make your way to the Headmaster's office this minute. He will want to speak to you." McGonagall told me. I nodded and she left.
Behind her, I noticed that every person in the dining hall was looking at me. They looked like I was a lion and was about to bite their heads off but they couldn't stop themselves from staring. I guess it was natural but it was annoying and I was so glad that the end of the year was in a three days.
I gathered my things and made the long, maddening walk to Professor Dumbledore's office. By the time I had calmed down a little more I was there but I stopped short. That stupid gargoyle was in the way of the office and I didn't know the password.
I looked at it and it looked back at me. "Can you move?" I asked. The gargoyle just glared at me, not doing anything of the sort. I sighed. "Can you at least tell Dumbledore that I'm here?"
It suddenly started moving, but it wasn't moving like he was letting me in; it turned and its back was facing away from me. I sat there waiting for a few minutes and just when I thought that the damn gargoyle had ignored me, it turned outward and Dumbledore was standing at the entrance.
"Uhh…" I didn't know what to say. It was Dumbledore – he was slightly intimidating in a kind of grandpa way. You know, like those grandpa's who were nice but had served in the army so could be as mean as hell if they wanted to.
"Miss Potter." He said. I looked at him, saying nothing. "Would you like to accompany me to the Astronomy Tower? The view is incredible at this time of year." There was nothing I could really say so I just nodded and followed him.
We didn't have to walk very far; the Astronomy Tower was only two floors up from Dumbledore's office and honestly I was glad. I hated climbing the stairs.
When we got there, Dumbledore went to the window and just looked out it for a little while. I went to join him and he was right; the view was pretty. It was a clear night, with the full moon lighting up the grounds. I could see the stars and their constellations shining brightly, twinkling kind of like Dumbledore's eyes.
"Why are we here sir?" I asked quietly.
"Professor McGonagall notified me of your actions towards Mr Malfoy." I bit my lip wondering when he would get to that. I was surprised that she hadn't wanted a detention for me.
"Am I correct in believing that it isn't the first time this has happened?" I shook my head in shame.
"I didn't mean to – I don't mean to but he just gets me so angry and I see red and I can't control myself and then…"
"Anger is a powerful emotion Bella. It takes over the best of us sometimes but that doesn't mean that you should let it control you." I couldn't look at Dumbledore. I was embarrassed and ashamed that I couldn't even stop myself.
I was a Slytherin. I was supposed to be able to control my emotions not let them control me. Sometimes I thought I should have been in Gryffindor but when I thought that I remembered what the hat had told me. I only looked out for myself.
"Now that's not to say that it isn't healthy to be angry." Confused, I looked up at him and saw he was smiling at me.
"I don't understand sir." I said. Dumbledore gave me a gentle smile. It was odd, like he was trying to tell me something through the smile – no that wasn't it. I didn't know how to explain it but I knew it was odd.
"I suggest when you feel angry, find something that calms you down and picture it in your head. The mind is a powerful thing if you can train it Bella." I nodded thinking about what he had said.
"Now, I believe Harry is awake." My eyes lit up and I ran from the tower forgetting to thank Dumbledore. But I had to see Harry.
As I was running I nearly ran into Blaise. I didn't stop to say sorry knowing that he was going to be complaining about it for ages afterward. I got to the hospital wing and saw that Hermione and Ron were being ushered out by none other than Madame Pomphery.
I frowned but as she looked at me, she rolled her eyes and motioned for me to come in. I all but ran but stopped myself knowing that if I did, she would have me out of the wing faster than I could blink my eyes.
"Harry." I said, seeing him lying in the bed. I practically jumped on him on order to hug him and he groaned. "Don't ever scare me like that again." I told him.
"You could have come with me." He said.
"And leave Hermione alone? You would have been too busy focusing on her for anything else and you know it." His eyes said he did know it and when he opened his mouth to thank me I cut him off. "That's what twins are for. Just, tell me one thing."
"Why did Hermione and Ron get to see you before I did?" I asked. Harry looked at me for a second and then burst out laughing. I didn't appreciate that but before I could hit him for it, Hagrid came in. He sat down next to Harry, took one look at him, and burst into tears to our surprise.
"It's - all - my - ruddy - fault!" he sobbed, his face in his hands. "I told the evil git how ter get past Fluffy! I told him! It was the only thing he didn't know, an' I told him! Yeh could've died! All fer a dragon egg! I'll never drink again! I should be chucked out an' made ter live as a Muggle!"
"Hagrid!" said Harry, shocked to see him shaking and with great tears leaking down into his beard. "Hagrid, he'd have found out somehow, this is Voldemort we're talking about, he'd have found out even if you hadn't told him."
"Yeh could've died! Both of yers." sobbed Hagrid. "An' don' say the name!"
"VOLDEMORT!" Harry bellowed, and Hagrid was so shocked, he stopped crying. "I've met him and I'm calling him by his name. Please cheer up, Hagrid, we saved the Stone, it's gone, he can't use it. Have a Chocolate Frog, I've got loads..."
I looked at Harry in surprise. He hadn't burst out like that for a while.
Hagrid wiped his nose on the back of his hand. "Jus' don' say it loudly. It gives me the creeps." Harry sighed but let it go. Eventually, Hagrid had to leave and I followed after.
"I'll see you at the feast Harry." I told him. He nodded, smiling at me.
~~Crossroads at Every Turn~~
"I don't know about you Potter, but when I slam someone to the floor I apologise straight after." Blasie said to me frowning. He was angry about that – I kinda didn't blame him…much.
"I didn't have the impeccable pure blood training you did Zambini. I was free to do whatever I wanted which included hanging with a bunch of vampires." I said biting into my carrot stick. "But sure, if you want an apology, I can think about it."
"Wait what?" Blaise said, pulling my fork away from my mouth. I frowned. The food was good and I wanted to eat it really badly.
"My best friends before Hogwarts were vampires. You know, full blooded ones so they were born." He looked at me, eyes wide and mouth hanging open. I pushed his mouth closed with a finger but it just fell down again. I rolled my eyes and just let it hang there.
"Bella do you know how rare they are?" He almost chocked when I shrugged. "You are beyond belief Potter."
"I try." I said, blowing him a kiss. "So how many times has Slytherin won this house cup thing?" I asked.
"For the last five years actually. Slytherin is the best house after all." I nodded slowly. Just then, Harry had made his way to his table and there was suddenly a lot of noise all at once but it stopped when Dumbledore arrived.
"Another year gone!" Dumbledore said cheerfully. "And I must trouble you with an old man's wheezing waffle before we sink our teeth into our delicious feast. What a year it has been! Hopefully your heads are all a little fuller than they were... you have the whole summer ahead to get them nice and empty before next year starts..." There was a chuckle from most every house but ours.
"Now, as I understand it, the house cup here needs awarding, and the points stand thus: In fourth place, Gryffindor, with three hundred and twelve points; in third, Hufflepuff, with three hundred and fifty-two; Ravenclaw has four hundred and twenty-six and Slytherin, four hundred and seventy- two."
A storm of cheering and stamping broke out from the Slytherin table. Malfoy was banging his goblet on the table and Blaise was wolf whistling at our win. I just grinned at our table. Looked like it was six years running.
"Yes, Yes, well done, Slytherin," said Dumbledore. "However, recent events must be taken into account." I'm sorry what? He wasn't going to reward us for breaking rules was he? That wouldn't be a very good idea.
"Ahem," said Dumbledore. "I have a few last-minute points to dish out. Let me see. Yes. First - to Mr. Ronald Weasley for the best-played game of chess Hogwarts has seen in many years, I award Gryffindor house fifty points."
Gryffindor cheers nearly raised the bewitched ceiling; the stars overhead seemed to quiver. "Second - to Miss Hermione Granger... for the use of cool logic in the face of fire, I award Gryffindor house fifty points. Third - to Mr. Harry Potter..." said Dumbledore. The room went deadly quiet for pure nerve and outstanding courage, I award Gryffindor house sixty points."
The cheering from the Gryffindor table was so loud I could barely hear myself think. From around me I could see the Slytherin's counting the points, figuring out what would happen – because from what made of it, we were now neck and neck.
Finally, Dumbledore once again raised his hand and the hall was silent. "There are all kinds of courage," said Dumbledore, smiling. "It takes a great deal of bravery to stand up to our enemies, but just as much to stand up to our friends. I therefore award ten points to Mr. Neville Longbottom."
I waited. I sat and waited for some sort of recognition from Dumbledore. It didn't have to be points – though I would have like being the reason for my house winning. But some recognition would have been nice.
"Which means," Dumbledore called over the storm of applause, "we need a little change of decoration." He clapped his hands. In an instant, the green hangings became scarlet and the silver became gold; the huge Slytherin serpent vanished and a towering Gryffindor lion took its place.
I sat there calmly as everyone around the Slytherin table cheered for the win, thinking about what had happened. Surely there must have been something right?
"Cheer up Potter. Dumbledore may not show it, but I think he's just as biased as the rest of them." I didn't want to believe that. He seemed like a good man – but then I had always thought that those people who tried so hard to be good had done something horrible in the past.
Never the less, I decided that prejudice was stupid. Even if they were, I was going to do all that I could to change their minds. And maybe that started with my own house.
That's it for Crossroads At Every Turn. I hope you liked it.
I am going to continue on with the other books, changing things as i go because Bella is there. But if you think anything should be added for the next book, drop me a comment.
I'll have the next installment up over the next couple of weeks but I'm going through a lot at the moment guys so just bear with me.
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