𝐋𝐔𝐒𝐓 || 𝐃.𝐌

𝟎𝟎𝟐

"Belle." My mother handed me a small silver ring with an emerald green stone in it. "You must wear this all the time."

"Mother, why?" I questioned. I am not going to lie, the ring was beautiful, but what I didn't like was the initials engraved on it D.M

"Because you are engaged to the Malfoy heir, and this ring will symbolize the relationship between our two families." She said, looking at me as I slid the ring onto my finger. "Draco will be wearing a ring too."

"Does it have to be his initials on it?" I asked, my stubbornness taking over. I spoke when I wasn't supposed to, which wasn't good.

"Isabella! Stop being so stubborn, you will wear this ring. No more questions. Draco will have your initials on his ring too."

"Fine..." I scoffed in defeat. I was standing in the hall with my parents and the Malfoys. We were waiting for Draco to join us as he was nowhere to be seen and was late. He was going to apparate us to platform 9 & ¾.

The sound of footsteps echoed and he walked down the stairs with his trunk. He was wearing an all black suit, his hair was parted in the middle, hanging to the sides. It was styled perfectly. He looked beautiful — nevermind. I looked down to his hand and saw that he was wearing almost the same ring as me. He also wore another ring, it was silver and looked like a snake. I suppose that ring is the Malfoys heirloom that every Malfoy man wears and then gives to their son.

He walked towards me with no emotions on his face, he took my trunk and held out his arm for me to take. I hesitated, but without a word I took it. And in a matter of seconds I felt us swirl in the air, it felt like a stone in a stomach, and we were standing on the platform. He still held onto me so that I wouldn't get lost.

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"You must be the new girl, Isabella Clair —" a tall witch said.

"Belle Clair. Please call me Belle." I corrected her. My name was indeed Isabella, but I preferred Belle. My mother always called me Belle, it meant beauty.

"Okay — Belle, you will be sorted after the first years have been sorted. So if you'll wait here and then join us when headmaster Dumbledore calls for you. " she said before walking into the great hall.

I stood outside the big hall, the first years got sorted into their houses and the old grey man have his speech.

"We have a new student that has transferred all the way from France, Beauxbatons to us. May I welcome Isabella Clair." He announced.

I cringed a little bit when I heard my full name. And when the big doors opened. But with confidence, I walked into the hall. People were watching me carefully. I could hear whispers from different directions like:

"She's beautiful."

"I hope she gets into Gryffindor. If I'm lucky maybe I'll take her out on a date —"

"Seamus don't. But I agree, she's beautiful."

"Merlin — she's gorgeous."

There were four long tables in the hall, one for Gryffindor, one for Hufflepuff, one for Ravenclaw and one for Slytherin. Every house had different
colors. Red, yellow, blue and green.