Tired of walking I sat down on the park bench. I heard a rumbling and a loud screech, looking up I saw a big bus. A lanky man opened the doors, "Come on in girl."
With no hesitation, I got on and chose a seat. There were beds and seats, people with odd unconventional outfits were sitting and chatting. I took a seat and found some newspaper, 'Bellatrix Lestrange, infamous death eater has escaped Azkaban this morning'. I looked at the lady, Bellatrix Lestrange. It rolled off my tongue so easily, huh. She seems interesting, what is a death eater? She must be powerful. She was smiling in the photograph with her hair flying in the wind.
"Interesting," I said aloud. I could feel eyes on me. I let out a soft chuckle and turned back, I didn't see anyone looking at me.
I turned around and felt the gaze again, this time however, I did not look back. I adjusted my position and looked out the window. I could easily see the reflections of everything behind me, I carefully scanned everyone.
In the far corner I saw a hooded figure, they had curly hair and fair skin. Although their face was covered I knew who it was immediately.
Hm, Bellatrix Lestrange. What a fun encounter, I want to talk to her. After waiting for a while I got up and made my way to her, I wonder...
I walked in a beeline, not wanting my intentions to be obvious. As I circled around, I saw her eyes scanning over, looking for-who I presume is- me.
"Hello Ms. Lestrange, fancy seeing you here." I spoke softly from beside her. She force for a millisecond and turned towards me, grabbing me closer.
"How did you know?" I felt her wand digging into my bruise and I flinched. I saw her face morph into a mixture of different emotions and she loosely let go.
"You're hurt." Not knowing how to respond, I simply nodded.
The bus soon came to a halt and she picked up her bag and nodded to the door. "Come with me, girl." At first I stood straight but she pushed me with her bag and urged me forward, "We don't have time, hurry it up." Coming to my senses- or losing them, I walked forward and stepped out.
The cold wind brushed against my face and I shivered, I was still wearing a thin shirt and some shorts. It was not weather appropriate, I should have taken a jacket, or a change of clothes. Bellatrix Lestrange walked past me and handed me a cloak.
I looked up at her confused and she gruffly responded, "put it on, unless you want to freeze." Quickly I put it on and she let out a soft smile, which soon vanished.
We began to walk up a dirt road, not sure what to say, I simply stayed quiet and looked around. There were a couple houses sprinkled around, although they seemed more like palaces than houses. There were fields of grass and some wild flowers budding.
"Who are you?" She finally breaks the silence, I look up to her and she's peering with quizzical eyes.
"I'm Harriell." I replied simply, I didn't know my last name because my aunt and uncle never told me. They simply had me use their last name because it was 'better than the freakish one of my parents'.
She simply hummed in response, as though she had read my mind. She kept staring at me until we came to the gates of a large palace.
"Come in with me Harielle, I have some people for you to meet." She brought out her wand and muttered some words, the gates opened and we walked up to the door. There she knocked the door and huffed, "stupid elves, they're always so slow."
The door opened with a creak and a small creature bowed down immediately, "Missus Bellatrix Lestrange, you're back." It squeaked and trembled in fear.
"Yes, seems I am, huh."
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Herielle (FEM POTTER -DARK)
AcţiuneTHIS IS FEM HARRY POTTER !! SHE WILL BE A "DARK" WITCH !! Herielle has always lived with her aunt and uncle, ever since her parents died at least. She learns that she has a peculiar talent and with the help of some of her parents friends and their k...
