𝐀 𝐃𝐢𝐟𝐟𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐒𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲 ➢ 𝒮𝓃𝒶𝓇𝓇𝓎

♤ 6

♤ September 28th 1991

Celena cursed when she read the letter that Hedwig had brought in earlier this Sunday morning. Dumbledore had somehow gotten a vial of her blood and had attempted to get in contact with her account manager. She didn't like the sound of that. Why did he have the blood?

Then she remembered that the school nurse had taken some of her blood and she sneered. Of course the man stole it from the Hospital Wing. She crushed the paper up into a ball, throwing it into the fire, before she firmly sat down in the arm chair in front of the fire - glaring at it because there wasn't anything else for her to glare at. 

He couldn't do anything unless he got into the old rituals and used her blood there but due to her heir rings it shouldn't work. No matter how dark. She now, however, didn't feel safe going back to Hogwarts. Dumbledore wouldn't try anything would he?

She looked down at the ground when she felt a light smack, it was Cleo. ".:.Hello.:." She hissed.

Cleo hissed a greeting before Celena lowed her hand and the adder snake slide up her arm. Trixie was on the other side of the room, on her bed, asleep though she had waken up due to the sounds of hissing. Celena smiled at the kitten before the young one jumped off and moved towards her. The kitten then jumped up into her lap and curled up, avoiding hitting Cleo in anyway, which the snake was grateful of.

She needed to figure out how she was going to get into the Gryffindor common room. Would she need to befriend a Gryffindor and get them to slip the password? She frowned, or did she have sneak around a bit and overhear the password? She leaned back in the chair getting comfortable, Cleo wrapped around her arm and Trixie in her lap. She sighed softly, running a hand down Trixie's back. 

She was going to have to befriend a Gryffindor, wasn't she?

♤ September 29th 1991

That's how she found herself on Monday morning standing in front of the clumsy kid in Gryffindor, she remembered his name to be Neville Longbottom. She knew him as the kid that's birthday was a day before her's. She also knew that Bellatrix had attacked the kids parents - except they were sure if that was on her own free will yet. She smiled at him lightly. "Neville Longbottom, correct?" 

"Y-yes?"

"I'm Celena Black, I was wondering if we could be friends?" She asked lightly, they were in a more secluded corner, she didn't want to risk the Slytherins or Gryffindors getting in the way at the moment. At least, she would prefer they didn't. She was determined to get that stupid rat before the end of the school year. She would likely have to sneak in at some point during a Quidditch Match. 

"B-but you're - "

"Dark and Evil? Slytherin?" Celena wondered what the Gryffindors talked in their free time, was it always something about Slytherin? Slytherin's didn't usually waste their free time complaining about anything. She kept a straight face when the boy in front of her nodded a yes. "Well, I promise they aren't that evil. I would like to be friends with you," She actually wondered if he had any friends. Perhaps, she should actually try to be his friend. He seemed rather lonely.

"We c-can be fr-friends..." The boy squeaked out.

Celena let a small grin on her face. "Thank you Neville, Slytherins, I promise you aren't as bad as you guys make them out to be." She said softly, placing a hand on the boy's shoulder, they were about the same height. With Neville being slightly taller. 

"Perhaps you're right." 

Celena bowed her head respectfully. "Well, would you like to meet me in the library later tonight, Heir Longbottom?"