Inside My Mind (A Harry Potter Fanfiction)

Chapter XIII

Hogwarts, Unplottable Location, Scotland, Great Britain

Wednesday the 4th of November 1992

12:30 PM

Bella sat in the library with Ron and Hermione after lunch. She had shoved an egg salad sandwich sandwich down her throat. She hadn't been able to get a more filling lunch since Snape was obviously depressed that she hadn't been expelled and had made her stay behind to scrape tubberworm guts off the table.

"I'm still eight inches short!" complained Ron while he was measuring his History of Magic essay. Bella snorted and rolled her eyes.

"Write big. I finished that ages ago Ron" Bella laughed causing Ron to glare at her and pointed an accusing finger at Hermione. Hermione looked up sensing Ron's glare and she looked at him unimpressed.

"You're influencing her. Let me read your composition, please" Ron begged causing Hermione roll her eyes and shook her head before growling at the large book on the table in front of her. Bella raised an eyebrow.

"What's got your knickers in twist, Mione?" Bella asked. Hermione shot her a look before sighing and leaned back, her eye twitching in annoyance. Bella snickered. It reminded her of Tom's twitch.

"I looked in Hogwarts, A History, and there was no mention of the legend of the Library of Corvus!" complained Hermione. Bella and Ron exchanged notes before breaking out into laughter. Hermione just looked at them indignantly.

"Hermione! It wouldn't be in Hogwarts, A History" Ron laughed, heartily. Madam Pince hushed them and it quieted their laughter only a little.

"And why not?" she asked, reproachfully. She was obviously annoyed that they had disturbed the quiet of the library with their loud laughter.

"Because…the Library of Corvus is just a fairytale, darling" Bella giggled. She froze and closed her eyes as she a familiar prescence. She tensed, waiting for the hand to settle on her shoulder. Ron frowned.

"What's wrong, Bella?" Ron asked. Bella shook her head, as she didn't feel the long fingers settle on her shoulder and it was unnerving her a bit. She stood quickly and Ron stood along with her. Bella sighed, knowing it'd be hard to get away from Ron.

"Er…nothing. I have to go get a book. It'll only take a couple minutes" Bella said. Ron looked at the girl cautiously.

"Do you want me to go with you?" he asked. Bella sighed at him being overprotective. She didn't mind when Tom did it. It felt right then but when Ron did it, he just seemed overbearing.

"No. I'm fine. I can deal with the sneers and glares of my classmates, Filch, and Snape" Bella sighed. Ron nodded, slowly and cautiously before sitting down. Bella walked off, following the call of his magic. She ended up hanging over the rope of the Restricted Section. She could see him leaning over his book and her eyes widened when she saw he had reading glasses on and couldn't resist the urge to smirk.

"So, the big and bad Lord Slytherin needs glasses" she teased Tom didn't even look up but she could see his lips curl in amusement.

"And the Girl-Who-Lived got her eyes fixed partially by a potion when she was nine years old. She used to be blinder than a bat and still wears contacts to this day."