She Knew Them As They Were

Chapter 2: Old Minnie (pic coming soon)

It wasn't much longer until the train came to a screeching halt at Hogsmeade Station. "Are we here already, Cissy?", Bellatrix asked her sister. "Cissy? Cissy? Hello Narcissa Black are you paying attention?" She shot a blast from her wand at Narcissa who screeched in pain.

"That hurt Bella," she whined.

"It's for your own good. Things are only going to get harder from here." She rolled her eyes in annoyance and put on a baby face. "Cissy I know you're a wee wittle baby boo but you need to pay attention to your big sissy Bella the wittle baby boo is gonna get hurt. Sissy Bella doesn't like having to wait for what she wants. Sissy Bella gets what she wants when she wants it and sissy Bella wants it NOW!" Bellatrix was fuming so hard her hair stood on end and sweat poured down her red, hot face.

"What did you want my dear sissy Bella?", Narcissa asked with not even a hint of sarcasm. She was dead serious and cowering behind Andromeda.

"The hell should I know!? You—"

Andromeda interrupted before the argument could escalate any further. "Yes, Bella, we have indeed arrived at Hogsmeade Station." Bellatrix sat down and then immediately leaped out of her seat at the news.

"Then lets go! Lets go! I want the best carriage for my final year at this washed up school." Bellatrix climbed out of the compartment and was halfway off the train before anyone even registered what had happened!

Andromeda, Narcissa, and Bria all realized what had happened at the exact same time. They raced down the train after her, Bria, blasting everyone that was in their way. Once they got off the train they were met by—

"Weasley." Bria spat on his nose.

"DeCrox," he growled back. "Thanks Molly."

"Prewett," Bria smirked. "Always with Weasley and wiping the spit off his nose awwww how adorable." She sighed in mock adoration before scowling. "That's a bad choice. Don't want to join the blood traitors do we?"

"For your information—"

"No, Prewett, for your information I plan on stealing your boyfriend this year. Shagging him to be exact — oh no Prewett not right now."

Narcissa was getting impatient. "Move it," bitch she grumped, shoving Molly Prewett out of her way and onto the pavement of Hogsmeade Station.

"What the hell—?" Weasley tried to jump to Prewett's rescue but was stopped by a quick jinx by Andromeda, "Petrificas Totalus," so instead, Prewett groaned in pain as her boyfriend's weight crushed her. The three girls raced to a carriage that Bellatrix was holding up for them.

"What took you so long?" She asked.

"Weasley and Prewett." Bellatrix's mouth hung open in an "O" and she whispered, "good luck," to Bria. The rest of the ride was spent in silence.

When they got up to the school and walked in the entrance hall the four girls got a lovely surprise of pumpkin juice.

"Eurgh! What the fuck?" Bellatrix yelled while the other girls shrieked in annoyance.

"Come here girls." A stern voice pierced the shrieking. The four girls glared at McGonagall before walking over to her. "And Peeves—" she glared upwards at the poltergeist "—do something useful for once. Please."

The four girls walked up to the Professor, unsure what to expect. "Well, line up," she requested. So they did, Bellatrix, Narcissa, Andromeda, and Bria. She dried three of the four girls off before looking Bria up and down. "Bria?" She asked. "May I ask what you think you're wearing?"

"Well I think I'm wearing clothes Professor, but I can't be completely sure," was Bria's snarky response.

"White collared shirt, Slytherin tie, black pants, Hogwarts robes, Miss DeCrox, that would be the appropriate clothing not," she gestured at Bria's outfit, "this atrocity."

"So I'm not allowed to express myself?"

"You...you are, but I will not tolerate you letting your body become just a sexual object. A toy. Your body is a temple, it is yours to enjoy so treat it well."

"But Professor how do you expect me to get a boyfriend if I'm not showing off my glorious body?" McGonagall made a face.

"Notice, Miss DeCrox, how no one else here, myself included, feels the need to showcase their body in such a fashion?" She gestured around the hall where everyone was sporting their Hogwarts robes and proper school attire. Bria groaned at the sight.

"Yes Old Minnie, I understand. Are you sure you don't want me all to yourself?"

McGonagall tensed up at the words of the younger girl. "What exactly are you suggesting Miss DeCrox?"

"Ooohhh feisty now are we Old Minnie. Didn't know you had it in you." Bria licked her lips and wiggled her eyebrows suggestively.

"D-detention Miss DeCrox." McGonagall was flushed with embarrassment and a little angered. "And for the record," she concluded, "I was NOT being at all 'feisty.'"

"Oh I see how it is Old Minnie," Bria said with a wink. "Tomorrow night, your place, right dear?"

"Sto-go eat your dinner." A furiously red faces McGonagall pointed her shaking hand at the door. Bria shrugged, flipped her hair and took a few steps. Then, she turned around and blew a kiss to McGonagall before entering the Great Hall with her fellow Hogwarts students and taking her seat at the Slytherin table.

"What took you so long?" Andromeda asked. She had obviously been worrying for her lip was bleeding hard. Andromeda chewed on her lip when she was nervous.

"Old Minnie held me up. I've got detention tomorrow night."

"Sorry."

"Don't be," Bria said with a laugh, "I'm quite looking forward to spending time with Old Minnie."

"Oh?" But before Bria could explain further, the Sorting Ceremony started. Bria didn't care much for the sorting so she passed the time by using her wand to paint her fingernails all sorts of different colors and patterns. By the time the sorting was done each fingernail was a deep green with a silver snake. She clapped with the others and sat there not eating a thing and finally ignoring Dumbledore's speech. She ignored the world until Dumbledore announced,

"—our new Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher, Professor Burnstable." Professor Burnstable, in Bria's opinion, was extremely hot, but there was something else about him. Bria decided to ignore it all for now until it mattered.

"Now off to bed we all go. We need to be ready for tomorrow mornings lessons and detentions." Dumbledore gave Bria a wink and she looked at him in surprise. Then she realized the entire hall was staring at her.

"Well, you all heard the old coot. It's time for bed." She could feel every eye in the hall on her as she waved her wand to change her outfit leaving her in underwear and a shawl so, she marched out of the hall without another word. If she was going to be the queen, she might as well get all the attention and start now.

A/n

Hi there! It's Ashen, your author. I hope you're enjoying this so far!!! I wanted to write a story about the Black Sister's time at Hogwarts because I couldn't find much on that. Fun fact, Bria is like my exact opposite in every way. I'm a Gryffindor for starters. Please feel free to leave a comment or vote to show you are enjoying this story but staying silent is fine too :)