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Beatrice was a simple girl with a normal life, an ugly name and beautiful hair.She had long, slightly wavy, golden hair and deep, sea green eyes. Beatrice absolutely hated her name. It was a great name, mind you. Just not for her. Maybe an old lady would fall in love with the awful femininity of 'Beatrice'. So she introduced herself as Tris.
Somewhere within the years, The Marauders had somehow found out her real name and teased her as often as possible.
As much as The Marauders teased her, Beatrice had to admit that she was quite fond of them. Especially Sirius. That must have been why she secured a place on the Gryffindor Quidditch team (or maybe it could've been because she was bloody amazing in the air).
The day that changed Beatrice's life forever started out as a happy one. Great match, amazing boyfriend, and loyal friends made Beatrice the happiest witch in the world.
Until Malfoy. What happened with Malfoy? No one knows. Beatrice, Lucius, and apparently,Sirius ,were the only 3 people in the world who knew what had happened. To this very day, no one knows.
Beatrice stood in the locker room after a game against Slytherin which they had won, thanks to one James Potter. She mentally reminded herself to thank him as she pulled her sweaty pads off. Beatrice was bent over untying her shoes when the door swung open and the Marauders strode in confidently. She looked around for someone else to begin talking to make it look like she was busy, so she didn't have to endure their cocky flirting and them checking her out. But, saw none. They were completely alone. Oh Merlin. It was Sirius, with his long dark hair and his deep grey eyes. He took a few slow steps towards Beatrice.
Beatrice slammed her locker shut, after throwing her shoes in.
"What is it Tris? I thought that we were a team! Why did you do that?" He forced her to look at him as she began to tear up.
"We are a team...' She said, sounding confused.
"I don't mean the Gryffindor team. You and I. Us. If we're a team, then what the hell was that with MALFOY?" He spat, the anger clear in his voice. "Are you hexed? Jinxed? Freakin' IMPIRIUSED?! That couldn't have been you..." He said, while holding on to a locker to steady himself.
Beatrice looked at the ground for what seemed like years to Sirius.
"TRIS! ANSWER ME DAMMIT. I haven't wasted all these years on you so you could...and Malfoy...I just don't understand, Tris. Make me understand. Please?" Sirius grabbed Beatrice's shoulders and shook her hard."Tris...cmon."
Beatrice shifted from one foot to the other.
"Tris...please." Sirius said softly, as a tear escaped his right eye.
His grip loosened on her shoulders, and he took one final glance at her waterfall-like hair. He tilted his head in the slightest, waiting for Beatrice to look into his eyes.
"No, Tris." Sirius' voice shook as he took his love's name for the last time.
Beatrice stood still as Sirius turned his back on her and walked out, never looking back.
I'm baaaack! Hello, my lovelies. I hope you enjoyed that small preview of Beatrice's life. I'm gonna be writing tiny little one-shots until it all starts to make sense. No one really knows what happened with Malfoy, except me. Annnd if you stay tuned, you might just find out ;)
Please review to let me know if I should continue or not ^_^
Until next time, my beautiful readers.
Edit Nov 11/2012:
Added chapter image