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Chapter 3: A Painful answer.
"Who is Morgan?"
Sirius’ face fell. Isabella could see anger and sadness in his eyes. She stepped back, into a wall.
"How could you know about her?" Sirius muttered.
"Who told you about her?" Isabella take over her whole body.
"A dream." She mumbled. Sirius put his hands on her shoulders, and her back flat against the wall.
"You ask me about someone very close to me, because you saw her in a bloody dream?" He demanded. Isabella shivered, tears stinging her eyes.
"I’m sorry, I just wanted to know." Her shoulders were aching, she swore that there would be marks if he didn’t let go, and besides it was killing her.
"Still, a dream? How the hell can you have a dream about someone who died or went missing or something two bloody years ago?" Sirius snapped. Isabella sniffled.
"I don’t know!" She screamed. She began to cry. Sirius looked at her.
"Isabella…" He said, Isabella wiggled out of his grip and ran towards the door. Tears streaming down her cheeks.
"It was only a question ok?" She said, Sirius looked at her wide-eyed.
"And you didn’t even answer it." Sirius walked towards her. She open the door, and looked back at him.
"No! Leave me alone Black! I don’t ever want to talk or see your bloody face again!" She screamed than ran out of the room. The door slammed causing Sirius to jump. He looked back at the wall were she was once standing and sighed.
"Nice going Sirius." He thought and walked out alone and feeling guilty.
Isabella ran into the nearest girl’s bathroom. She stood in front of the mirror, and looked up at herself. Her hands had a death like grip on the sink’s edges. Her light brown eyes were glazed over with tears. She wanted to look at her shoulders, but couldn’t. She swallowed hard. There was no way she’d ever talk to Sirius again. Not with what had happened. How could one name affect a person that much, to make him want to kill her? Her mind was racing, and slowly her eyes drifted closed. Her hands loosed, and she fell. Her head hitting the corner of the sink and she crumbled to the ground.
Isabella opened her eyes, she was looking up at the ceiling. Her eyes darted around, her neck and shoulders ached. Her head hurt so badly, as if someone was hitting her with a hammer harder and harder not showing any sign of stopping. She groaned, and the curtain around her bed opened. More light invaded her eyes.
"Your awake." The lady sad, hurrying over and placing the back of her hand on Isabella’s head.
"Hmmm Ok, now do you know what your name is?" Isabella thought hard, her pounding. Finally she gave up and shook her head. The woman bite her bottom lip.
"Do you know where you are?" She asked. Isabella thought.
"Hog…Hog.." She stuttered.
"Hogwarts." The nurse said.
"Ok, well my name is Madame Blair. I’m the nurse here at Hogwarts. Your name is Isabella." Madame Blair said. Isabella looked up at her confused.
"I’m going to keep you here one more day to keep watch on you. But if you want to eat, or just sleep off that terrible headache you must have. I can try using a potion but I don’t want to see what might happen to you. So sleep, it will be better." Madame Blair said, leaving Isabella with her thoughts. The last thing she could remember was someone unfamiliar following her through the forest. But she hadn’t even gone there yet. Isabella thought hard, sleep over came her weak body, leaving her and her thoughts safe. At least for tonight.
A/N: Hey Guys! I know that was really short but its was intense. The next chapters should be longer, I have up to chapter 9 written in a notebook, the problem is getting on the computer to type them. The next chapters titles sre:
Ch. 4: The End of Sixith Year
Ch. 5 : Isabella.
Ch. 6: The detention she'll never forget
ch. 7: New love or so we think
Ch. 8: First Flight
Ch 9: Prank wars: Battle 1