Commons Area

"I'd tell you my name, but I don't want to scare you."I told her.

"Wait a minute, Weasley, I was Ron's pen-pal for a year!"

I hoped the girl would forget about wanting to know my name.

"Just Don't scream. It's Bellatrix Lestrange."I said.

"She's my mom." I said dully.

"That's a question no one knows the answer to."

I curled up in a chair. It was going to be a looong night. And I would never be able to sleep. I thought about the gryffindor quiddich tryouts. They were tomarrow....

When I woke up I was still in the common room. I yawned and got up, not bothering to do anything else, and walked to the Quiddich field. I wasn't hungry today.

I stromed in, wishing I never transferred.

"What's wrong!?" I repeated.

"Leave me alone!"

"Umm...Ok." I felt sad. I sat down in a chair, staring at the firesplace.

I sit away from her.

I pull out my iPod and listin to Thanks for the memories so loud you can hear it.

I sigh and pull out my wand. I do some random spells tha make my fingernails turn different colours. Maybe, if My mom weren't a mass murderer, then I would have loads of other friends, and I wouldn't be sitting here alone and sad. I felt bad for Chris too. The stupid slytherins always had to go bother people for no good reason. Well, in my case they did have a reason though....

I stared at the lit fireplace. I used my wand to make the flames different colours.