Isabella Lestrange

Goblet of Fire (alternate)

I walked alongside Crabbe heading towards the arena where the champions would soon be competing in the first task of the Triwizard Tournament. I would silently cheer for Harry, but I would publicly cheer for Cedric. I needed to do this in order to prove my loyalty to Draco. It was a small gesture but large enough for Draco.

"I wanna see Potter get sent to the Hospital Wing in a casket!" Crabbe cheered from besides me as he walked along with the other students.

"You and I both." I laughed walking alongside the overweight Slytherin boy. I continued to trench up the valley like hills. I began to laugh as Crabbe tripped and fell to the ground. Crabbe looked up at me as he hissed out. I offered my hand with a smile to help him up. Seconds before we were connected I pulled back and kicked him down the hill.

"Bella!" He cried out as he tumbled down. I knew it was mean of me, but who wouldn't? Crabbe could be a terrible person, he needed a good roll every once in a while. Every student around us looked at me mortified.

"What are you looking at?" I barked scaring them back to what they were doing. I began to walk back down the hill and smirked as Crabbe pulled himself up in pain. The two of us began our march up the hill for the second time. The feeling of someone watching us caused me to spin around. I smirked to myself as I saw two robes peaking out behind a large tree. I quietly made my way to the tree. The two stalkers stopped their breathes as they attempted to hide from me.

"I can see you." I sighed crossing my arms over my chest as I looked straight ahead at the two quivering students. My smile slightly faltered as two boys dresses in Durmstrang robes stepped out of the trees in fear. They look around my age, but out of place. The first boy had jet black hair that swept over to one side. He had a gorgeous pair of emerald green eyes. The other boy on the other hand, had bright platinum hair. His skin was fair but his eyes resembled a forest green. Almost like mine? I shook the thought of similarity off of my head and resorted back to my mean girl act.

"And who are you?" I asked raising a eyebrow in suspicion.

"Scor-" the platinum haired boy was cut by the other one elbowing him in the side. He flinched in pain as my curiosity rose.

"He means Scout, and I'm James." The brunette boy smiled offering his hand to me with a smile. I looked at it in disgust and ignored him. I turned my attention to the other boy, Scout. weird name.

"And why were you watching me?" I asked innocently talking to the nervous shinny haired boy. The way he hesitated under my gaze reminded me of Draco.

"Oh, um. We're n-not f-from here a-and w-w-we don't kno-ow where to g-o-o." He stuttered nervously. I should have Crabbe beat them up or use magic to teach them not to stalk girls. But there was something about the boy Scout that made me feel protective or even responsible for him. I had never felt like this before, not even about Draco.

"You know, I should have my buddy Crabbe over here beat you up." I smirked as a look of fear made its self evident on the two boys faces. Crabbe cracked his knuckles, dramatically, from besides me.

"But, you are guest to my lovely school. I don't think my Headmaster would approve of me terrorizing the guest." I stated with disgust as their fear slowly vanished.

"Names Bella Lee. Now, follow me." I introduced spinning around with the boys walking awkwardly behind me. Crabbe looked at me in confusion. I brushed it off.

"Your moms hot." I heard one of the boys whisper accidentally loudly from behind me. Pretty odd conversation to have during the Triwizard Tournament. But I brushed it off.

"Shut up." I heard the other boy hiss in annoyance. When we arrived at the arena, students from all three schools cheered and gossiped amongst themselves. I was preparing to walk down to Draco, that was until I saw Pansy pretty much sitting on him. I rolled my eyes and turned back to the other boys.

"Crabbe, go sit with Draco. I'm going to go somewhere else." I stated with disgust as he nodded his head and walked down the wooden bleachers towards Draco.

"Not that he would notice if I was gone." I mumbled to myself. Sadly, the two boys with me heard my statement.

"Do you wanna sit with us?" Scout asked shyly.

"Sure." I shrugged. I was silently grateful. We sat above the Gryffindors. I looked down in disbelief at Draco and Pansy. What a joke. I could feel the platinum haired boy staring at me. Then following my eye contact to Draco.

"You like him?" He asked causing my head to snap up.

"Why does everybody think that?" I growled out turning my attention to the front as the champions walked out. The other boy, James. Was stuck in a trance staring at Harry Potter. He probably thought he was a god around here.

"Seems like Potter actually has a fan." I laughed pointing to the other boy. His head shot in my direction as I laughed.

"What do you mean? Doesn't everyone love him? He is the boy who lived?" James asked in confusion.

"He is. But he's a complete joke, we actually used to be really close. Before I realized how much a loser he truly is. The boy has three friends, everyone else would have been fine if he didn't survive the killing curse." I mocked even though I had sadness in my voice thinking about my times with the Gryffindor children. James looked at me with shock and a tad bit of anger.

"Wow, dragons." Scout gasped from in between James and I. This gained my attention, just as suspected four dragons were lead out by Charlie Weasley. The oldest Wesley boy.

"If you're going to stand so close, I'd rather you didn't breathe on me." Hermione spun around with a scowl looking at the two boys. Her glare vanished when she looked at me.

"Rose? What are you doing here?" Scout gasped in shock looking at the nappy haired Gryffindor in front of us.

"Who's Rose?" She asked squinting her eyes in confusion.

"Turn around Granger, it's bad enough I have to stare at your unwashed hair." I growled as she turned around quietly.

"Wow! Mo-, I mean Bella." Scout corrected looking at me in admiration.

"Are you popular here?" Scout asked looking at me in excitement.

"I wouldn't say popular." I laughed.

"Are you sure I don't know you?" I asked squinting my eyes. The boy did look extremely familiar and his personality reminded me of someone. I just didn't know who. Scout opened his mouth to respond but was cut off before he could start.

"Bella, what are you doing?" The familiar voice of Draco hissed standing above me. Just as expected, I looked up to see a impatient Draco glaring at James and Scout.

"Making new friends." I sighed looking down. I was stupid for abandoning my mission. I was supposed to be this mean bully, but here I was sticking up for these two losers against Hermione Granger. How pitiful.

"Let's go." Draco ordered grabbing my arm and yanking me up from my seat.

"It was nice to see you, Bella." The boy James shouted as I was dragged away. The other boy, Scout hadn't said a word. He just looked at us wide-eyed as Draco yanked me away like a doll. I never saw them again. Well, until the date of January 13, 2006