A/N: Well, would you
look at that? A multi-chaptered fic! Thanks to my beta, PirateQueen.
quietly let herself out of the house, shutting the door against the sound of
her idiot cousin being told off again. The tension in the house had almost been
tangible, and it was stifling her. Narcissa merely retreated into another room,
but Bellatrix needed out of the house altogether.
her thick black hair behind her, she hesitated for a moment between the
well-worn path down to the main town center or the twisting, winding road midst
the tangled trees. After thought she chose the latter, feeling it better suited
worried her lower lip between her teeth; a habit she knew would have to stop,
but never managed to quit. Pushing aside tree branches and trampling wild grass
under her feet, she swiftly moved forward through the woods.
she had effectively let off some frustration, something caught her eye. A
little path was winding off behind some bushes, into a dark area she had never
seconds into exploring, she realized that the bushes that protected the path
were heavily thorned and taller than her. Something made her grit her teeth and
press forward. Maybe it was the fact that she was a Black, and she refused to
let a filthy clump of bushes get the better of her.
shielded her face with one pale arm, wincing as she felt the sharp points of
the thorns drag across her skin. But within seconds, she was on the other side
of the foliage and facing the little clearing that was there.
took a step forward, and then another, absentmindedly wiping a few drops of
blood off her arm. She cast her sharp gaze around her. A few flowers and other
plants were scattered around here and there, and they looked pruned enough that
she knew that someone had been there before.
in puzzlement—she didn’t like being puzzled—she moved forward, trying to catch
any sight of people. She got her wish when something large dropped in front of
her without warning.
heart jumped, but she quickly got control of herself and glared at the boy in
front of her. He straightened up and gave her a crooked smile.
was tall, several inches taller than her, with dark brown hair that brushed his
shoulders. His hazel eyes mirrored the warm grin on his face that didn’t
diminish, even as her glare grew in force.
he greeted, brushing leaves out of his hair. She didn’t answer. “What’s your
name?” he asked.
Black,” she replied coldly. “And you would be…”
he told her. “Jonathan Thomson.” She took a step backward, for with those two
words she knew that his blood was tainted and she had to leave.
she muttered to herself as she turned about.
actually,” she heard him say. She faced him again.
never seen you at Hogwarts,” she said, raising one eyebrow. He shrugged.
couldn’t afford it. My dad got me a wand and teaches me enough to keep my magic
from going out of control, though.”
doesn’t matter,” she said, tossing her head. “Your blood is still tainted.” He
didn’t speak for several seconds.
know, when we first moved here, I got pretty scuffed up by those bushes too. In
time I’ve learned other paths and how to duck the branches, but for those first
few weeks the blood on my arm was the same color as yours. So what makes you so
special?” he asked, his voice serious but his eyes still amused. It was that
that sparked her into a temper. She hated the thought that anyone was
laughing at her.
the magic in my blood, fool,” she hissed. “And the meager amount of it in
yours. And don’t talk to me again!” She turned around yet again and stalked
her, she heard him call, a laugh coloring his voice, “You’re a pretty little
thing, Bellatrix Black. It's a pity you don't smile more.”