Belinda Lestrange is the daughter and only child to Bellatrix and Rodolphus Lestrange. If there's one person Bellatrix is more loyal to than the dark lord, it's her beloved daughter she was forced to leave behind.
With both parents in Azkaban, Beli...
Belinda walked out of Ollivander's after Draco. She looked at her wand curiously and Lucius and Narcissa examined it closely.
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It looked drastically similar to her mother's.
"Are you two ready?" Narcissa asked at the station.
"Got everything?" Lucius asked them.
"Think so." Draco said as his mother kissed his head.
"On your best behavior. Both of you. You. Belinda."
"Always uncle." She smirked.
"We expect good grades." Narcissa began. "Write us as soon as you're settled in your dormitories."
Belinda hugged her aunt and uncle as she dragged Draco into the train.
"Here." Draco said pointing to a car with two boys sitting in it. They looked somewhat nervous when they took a look at the cousins.
"Evening. Draco Malfoy. This is my cousin Belinda Lestrange."
The boy's eyes widened at the name Malfoy, but they seemed to show fear after hearing Belinda's last name.
"I- G-Gregory Goyle."
"Vincent Crabbe...."
They each scooted towards the window, leaving room for Draco and Belinda. They sat across from each other.
"Are you two also first years?" Belinda asked. Crabbe, who was next to her nodded as he blushed.
"Good. Guess you'll hang with us for now."
"I uh.... I like your hair."
"Thank you." Belinda smirked.
"You two are purebloods right?" Draco asked as if it was a casual question. They nodded their heads. "Good. Thought we picked the wrong car."
The ride was smooth. Draco and his new posse chatted along the way and Belinda listened carefully. She was a very observant person and could often read just about anyone.
"Where are you off to?" Draco asked as she stood up.
"Going to go change into my robes." She yawned and made her way to the bathroom. She walked with an expressionless face, keeping her chin high. Someone bumped her shoulder.
"Watch where you're going." The person growled.
"Tch." Belinda kept walking.
"Hey! I said watch where you're going." As the girl grabbed her shoulder, Belinda twisted her wrist and pinned her against the wall.
"I heard you the first time."
"Holy— you're Belinda Lestrange! I'm so sorry! I'm Pansy Parkinson."
"I don't care. Don't ever put your hands on me again." Belinda released her and continued walking. She left Pansy stunned and frightened. Would she get in trouble? Of course not the Lestrange's were in Azkaban. For now.
Belinda looked into the mirror and sighed. She hated the uniform already. Whatever, maybe it'll look better with Slytherin green. She knew she was pretty, so she didn't really care. She applied some lip gloss and fixed up her curls before finding Draco again.
When she got back to the car all three boys were in their uniforms and had a bunch of candy on the table.
"Where'd this come from?" She asked sitting down next to Crabbe again.
"The trolley."
"Draco nearly bought the lot."
Belinda picked at the chocolates along the way and she ended up falling asleep. She could nap anywhere with all kinds of noise around her.
"Hey Bee we're here." Draco said tapping her. She woke up and followed after him. He pulled her along by the hand.
"We have to get in there?" She asked referring to the boats.
"Apparently it's the only way across."
As the boats brought the castle into full view Belinda grew overly excited. She couldn't wait to start the next day. She really wanted to make her mother proud.
"Do you hear what they're saying?" Belinda whispered to Draco. He looked at her confused.
"Harry Potter has come to Hogwarts this year."
Draco smirked as they walked up the steps. Leading to the doors of the great hall. They were greeted by a witch, Professor McGonagall. Belinda didn't pay much attention to what she said in the beginning.
"But first..... you must be sorted into your houses. They are Gryffindor. Hufflepuff. Ravenclaw....... and Slytherin."
She mentioned Slytherin as if it was a bad thing. Like poison in her mouth. When she walked away Draco spoke up.
"So it's true what they're saying then. Harry Potter has come to Hogwarts?"
All the first years looked to Harry Potter who was near the top of the steps. Harry looked confused, and nervous.
"This is Crabbe. Goyle. And I'm Malfoy." Draco approached Harry. "Draco Malfoy."
The red haired boy next to Harry let out a snicker.
"Think my name is funny, do you? No need to ask yours. Red hair. And a hand me down robe...... you must be a Weasley."
Belinda smirked at his remark as she watched the conversation unfold.
"You'll soon find out that some wizarding families are better than others Potter. You don't want to go making friends with the wrong sort. I can help you there." Draco held his hand out to Harry.
"I think I can tell the wrong sort for myself, thanks." Harry said making Belinda scowl. Before Draco could answer professor McGonagall tapped Draco on the shoulder. She gave him a glare and he went back to his cousin.
