Bitterness (Family/open)

[gooddontalwayswin]

Bella stepped into the empty classroom, holding the latest letter from her father. Lately, he had been pressuring her to start becoming a Dark witch and join the Death Eaters. It was as if he had converted all of his pressures on Isaac and Allison to her, as they had left home. The letter in her hands was almost a repeat of the last one, except it was asking her when he should send the mask.

Bella groaned and threw the letter to the ground. This was so stupid! She had always loved her family before, but now they were becoming simply unbearable, especially her father. But what really irked her was that her older siblings had left her to deal with this on her own. With a scream of anger, Bella squashed the letter under her foot, feeling satisfaction in the ripping noise. She could hardly stand this anymore. The door opened just then, and Bella stopped crushing the letter to see...

[calcetines]

Angel, looking tired and weary, as she always did these days. She needed to find a way to have more energy, or she might be forced to drop all the extra classes she was taking. Angel wouldn't dream of it. She leaned against a wall and closed her eyes, not noticing Bellatrix at first. When she opened them, she noticed Isaac's sister. "Hello," Angel said wearily.

[gooddontalwayswin]

Great, the Potter girl, looking extremely tired. As rumor had it, the nurse had tried to poison her at the Halloween ball, yet she was still alive. Bella picked up the crushed letter from the floor. "Hello Angel," she said, her tone reflecting absolutely nothing. If it wasn't for Angel and her cousin, Gabriella, Isaac would still be at home. Or at least that's what Bella thought.

[calcetines]

Angel noticed the somewhat flat tone in which Bellatrix spoke to her with. There was really no need for that kind of disrespect. But Angel wasn't the kind of person to give detention for a matter as simple as that. It must be difficult to be a Malfoy anyways.

[gooddontalwayswin]

The letter burned itself quietly in Bella's hands. Within moments, it was just a pile of ash. She wasn't planning on re-reading it anyway. Bella noticed that Angel hadn't replied, so she stood there awkwardly for a few moments. "Well, I guess I'll be leaving then...?" Bella said, more of a question than a statement.

[calcetines]

"Oh no," Angel said, pushing herself away from the wall and swaying slightly. She was very tired. Perhaps she could drag herself down to the group commons to rest or something. "You were here first, sorry to disturb you." she apologized.

[gooddontalwayswin]

"You're fine, I was about to leave anyway," Bella said, waving Angel back toward the wall. "I need a walk," she added under her breath. Bella stepped out of the classroom and breathed in deeply. She began to walk in the direction of the stairs.

[calcetines]

If she hadn't been poisoned and permanently weakened, Angel would have walked after Bellatrix, because the girl was obviously distressed. But she was far too weak to move at the moment. Angel seated herself on the ground, leaning her back against the wall and closing her eyes.

[gooddontalwayswin]

Bella almost felt bad for her; it must stink to be so tired all of the time. Part of her wanted to go back and talk to Angel, but she trudged on forward. It was really none of her business anyway. Bella got to the stairs and started walking down, but then spotted...

[weaslebee]

Charles, being his fabulous self. He was wearing muggle jeans that were artfully shredded and splattered with paint, and a white button-down with the collar popped and sleeves rolled up to his elbows. Over these things he wore a lime green traveling cloak. His hair had that tousled "just out of bed" look. Sexy. He gave an enthusiastic wave to the Malfoy girl. "Hello!" Charles said brightly, knowing she would just give a mean response, or not say anything at all. That's how most reacted.

[weaslebee2]

Emily had been mindlessly wandering through the halls, when immediately she spotted danger. Her cousin Charles talking to one of the Malfoy girls. Bellatrix, wasn't it? The outcome would not be good. She stepped in and waved back to her cousin, making it seem that he was greeting her, not Bellatrix. Emily walked over to her cousn and gave him a swift hug. "Hello Charlie." she said.

[weaslebee]

Well, that had been strange, he was talking to Bellatrix, not Emily. No matter, a warm reception was a warm reception, it didn't matter who it was from. His cousin was so tall, she made him feel short, and she was two years younger than him! "Hello Emily!" Charles said warmly.

[weaslebee2]

"How are your sketches going?" Emily asked as she began to lead Charles down the corridor and away from Bellatrix Malfoy. No need for a conflict here, it would not be pleasant. Perhaps this was why she was a prefect. "You do realize I saved your ass, right?" said Emily once they were out of earshot. "Bellatrix is in a bit of a mood if you didn't notice."

[weaslebee]

Charles had just opened his mouth to tell Emily all about his newest holiday dress robe ideas when she had begun to speak again. "Then she should have someone be nice to her!" Charles said with a frown, wishing Emily would release his arm from her death grip.

[weaslebee2]

Emily shook her head, Charles was so sweet, almost to the point of complete stupidity. "Not the Malfoys, they're best left alone. Isaac's nice enough, but Bellatrix is a little unpredictable. She might have torn your head off." said Emily, dragging Charles to the stairs to better distance themselves.