Isabella Lestrange

Bad News

It was holiday break and Draco and I had received the same amount of gifts we had received every year. Mine consisted of different types of clothing, most of them being black. A few colored outfits here and there. I had also received some new makeup as well. This is why I loved Narcissa. She gushed as I held up a new pair of all black heels she had gotten me.

"Wow, Narcissa, they're lovely." I smiled holding the shoes up as I examined them. I placed them with the rest of my new belongings. I looked over at Draco to see him examining his newest broom. He didn't seemed to to appreciate everything his mother had done for us. I moved my curly hair out of my face and gathered all of my belongings.

"Oh, you two are going to have to stay up stairs. Your father and I have important things to attend to for the rest of the day." Narcissa smiled kindly.

"On Christmas?" Draco frowned with disappointment. I looked between the two to see Narcissa's smile falter.

"I'm sorry." She frowned turning around and leaving us alone with our Christmas presents. I gathered all of my belongings and headed to my room. Once I had sorted everything into their new areas I turned on my radio. Celestina Warbeck, she was a beautiful witch who was known for her voice. I had this theory that she was a Sirensmouth as well. As I listened to my music while sorting my belongings, I heard a loud crash from down the hall. Draco's room. I ran down the hall as fast as I could, his door was locked. I yanked my wand from the waist band of my skirt.

"Alohomora!" I shouted as the door became unlocked. I pushed open the door to see Draco laying in the center of the room crying. The room was a mess, his belongings were broken or scattered everywhere. The crash I had heard was his dresser being shoved to the ground with all of its belongings flying out.

"Draco." I gasped running to him, I picked his head up and laid him softly in my lap. He looked up at me with swollen eyes and puffy cheeks. He sniffled looking up at me.

"What's wrong?" I frowned looking down at my best friend.

"Can't you tell?" He spat. Yes, it was the fact that his father was so distant from his own sons life. All he ever did was yell at him or push him away. And his mother couldn't buy his love with materialistic items. That would destroy any young child.

"Draco, your father just doesn't know how to show emotion. He is a difficult man with an even more difficult past. He, and your mother love you very much. Just because he's not around doesn't mean he doesn't care." I explained moving his frizzled platinum hair out of his grey/blue eyes that changed, almost according to his emotions. I looked down at the Slytherin starting Seeker, the schools most confident and meanest student. The richest spoiled brat I knew. He was just a sad boy who wanted his fathers attention.

"I just want him to approve." He sighed in disappointment. He rolled to the side, masking his face. But giving me more of his hair to play with.

"Well, I can assure you that your mother and I approve of everything you do." I smiled messing with his hair. He seemed to like it, but he scooted closer to me so I could mess with more of his hair.

The rest of winter break consisted of me hanging out in Draco's room. We talked and played with each other's hair. He asked me to keep my hair curly, but I couldn't I had to hide it at school. The night we returned to Hogwarts there was a tremendous storm. I didn't feel right about the whole thing. I felt as if something bad were to happen soon. This feeling ruined all attempts at sleeping. I sat in the Slytherin common room at nearly two in the morning. I wasn't supposed to be up, but I was.

"Isabella." A voice whispered from around the window. I snapped my head in the direction to just see rain pouring down against the glass, with the occasional lightning not so far away. I carefully walked to the window, attempting to make no noise. I looked at the glass confused, was I hearing stuff?

"Isabella." The voice repeated, this time far more urgent. I looked at the glass again and my eyes widened. There, was the face of Sirius staring at me with eyes of urgency.

"Sirius, what are you doing?" I hissed in a whisper tone. This could end terribly, someone could walk out here and see me talking to him.

"I have to warn you, Isabella." Sirius stated urgently.

"About what?" I asked in confusion.

"Your mission begins tomorrow. I can't stay, somebody could come. But I'm so proud of you, be strong, my child." He smiled before vanishing from the glass. He didn't even give me anytime to ask any questions. I didn't know what my mission was and I didn't know why it was starting tomorrow. I barely slept that night.

The next morning I entered the Great Hall to see children of all ages holding newspapers and whispering amongst themselves.  I walked to the group of Slytherin boys all gathered around our table. Draco sat staring at a newspaper in deep thought. He looked up and saw me, I expected him to smile but he just frowned as I walked towards them. I sat down across from him while Crabbe and Goyle sat on both sides of him. Blaise sat next to me.

"Everyone, leave." Draco ordered angrily. Did I do something? I watched as everyone slowly stood up and walked away. Once they were gone I looked at Draco in confusion.

"What was that about?" I asked tilting my head.

"Isabella, there's something I need to show you." Draco sighed spinning his copy of the Daily Prophet in front of me. The cover said 'MASS BREAKOUT FROM AZKABAN.' With a image of the prison, but a piece of the outer wall had been blown up. The article stated that ten dangerous Deatheaters had escaped from Azkaban. They believed the culprit to be Sirius Black, they were wrong. My eyes widened as I read 'cousin of escapee Bellatrix Lestrange.'

Underneath was a woman who looked mad, she wore an old grey and black stripped prison dress. Her face covered in dirt and other disgusting substances. Her hair, most likely long and beautiful at one point. Now remained nothing more then large black curly knots. Her hands were chained up as she screamed with madness. This was my mother. I dropped the newspaper and stood up. I didn't look at Draco, just spaced out for a minute. This is what Sirius was talking about. I could feel my body begin to shake and my breathing become rough. I was having a panic attack. I turned around, grabbing the newspaper again. I began to sob and ran for the exit. I kept my head and hair down to block my face. I could hear Draco calling after me. As I ran I bumped into someone. I looked up to see none other then Harry Potter staring at me with concern.

"Watch where you're going, Potter." I spat elbowing him and walking out in a fast pace. I could hear Draco saying something distasteful to Harry and his friends before following me. I ran all the way up to my favorite tower, the Astronomy tower. Where my favorite window was. Once I made it to the windowsill I began to cry alone. The supply towers door suddenly shot open. My hair covered one of my eyes as my head turned in the direction of the door. It was a worried Draco.

"What do you want?" I asked turning away an looking out the window.

"I wanna comfort my best friend, even though I'm not really good at it." He smiled lightly as he approached the windowsill. He sat at the other end of the window.

"I'm sorry, Isabella." Draco sighed messing with his cloak.

"We look so much alike." I stated holding up the newspaper article of my mother. Draco took the paper from my hand. He examined the paper then looked at me.

"Your teeth are perfect and you're not crazy." He smiled jokingly. A small shadow of a smile appeared on my face at his joke.

"Look at our hair and face. We're pretty much identical. I wonder if our similarities are more then just physical." I sighed looking down.

"If you think like that, then someday you might. But for now, I see a strong, selfless, intelligent, ambitious girl that I am proud to call my best friend." Draco laughed laying the newspaper down, out of view.

"Okay. But if I ever do become like her, I want you to slap me." I laughed.

"It's a deal." He smiled nodding his head jokingly.