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Ella and the forgotten promise	By : DarkRoze Category: Harry Potter > General > General Views: 2871 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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The next morning Ella woke up just before the sun was up. She was full of excitement and unable to sleep though she knew she was going to be exhausted by the end of the day. She got up, dressed in her best cloths, and pulled her hair back clipping it with a sliver clasp that had the Lestrange crest. She went down stairs where Jilda their house elf was working. Her pillow case dress was a soft faded blue, but it was clean and she was happy as she made Ella breakfast.
“Morning Jilda.” Ella said, seeing as she didn’t have anyone besides Jilda and her mother to talk to it made sense to her to be nice to the house elf. Provided the house elf remembered her manners around her mother. One of the up sides was Ella had talked her mom into making it a rule that the house elf keep herself clean and presentable at all times. Ella had explained to her mother that since they did live on a rock in the North Sea she would have to talk to Jilda just to keep from going mad. It had taken two weeks before Bellatrix had finally decided that her daughter was right and ordered the house elf to keep itself clean.
“Morning little mistress,” Jilda said softly not wanting to disturbed Bellatrix sleeping three floors overhead. Jilda was almost done setting the table when as much to her surprise as Ella Bellatrix walked in.
“Breakfast house elf.” Bellatrix demanded. Without a word, Jilda snapped her fingers and everything she had laid out changed. Suddenly the table was set for her and the Mistresses of the house as Jilda went to her cupboard. Ella waited for her mother to sit and begin to eat before she did. The breakfast like every meal Jilda made was delicious. Admittedly, Ella had always wondered about Jilda but when she asked, the house elf the little thing had freaked out to the point of tears and started beating herself with a hot skillet. Ella had been so mortified she hadn’t spoken to the house elf for three months.
“Are you ready?” Bellatrix asked, standing up. Ella nodded and stood up, following her mother to get their cloaks before Bellatrix opened the door and let her out. Ella looked around half expecting some dark boat to be there but they were not.
“Come here or I’ll leave you behind.” Bellatrix said holding out her left hand to her daughter who wasted no time coming over to take it. Bellatrix waved her wand and Ella felt like something was sucking her through a tube then she was suddenly in a dark musky place. It took a few min to let her eyes adjust to the dark interior.
“By the dark lord’s tongue, Bellatrix?” A man said in shock.
“Aye,” Her mother said letting go of her hand and walking up to the man that was in awe.
“It’s been years…” He said and came around to give her a hug; she gave him a quick hug back then motioned for Ella to come forward.
“This is my daughter Elladora; she’s been accepted to Hogwarts. We still have a bank over here?” Bellatrix asked, the old man nodded and Bellatrix turned and walked out of the store. Elladora hurried after her mother without a word. Bellatrix turned to the right and went down the street to an old stone building that said Gingotts Knockturn Branch in sliver letters above it. Her mother didn’t hesitate as she went in and spoke with one of the goblins. He seemed as shocked as the first man except he didn’t try to hug her mother. Ella got the feeling that goblins where not a creature she wanted to cross.
“Of course Madam, please follow me.” He said and led then to a door.
“Elladora, keep your hands in, your mouth shut.” Bellatrix said simply.
“Yes mum.” Ella said softly following along, trying not to look at the other people who stopped and stared. Ella had never seen so many witches and wizards, let alone ever seen a goblin. Now she found herself surrounded by them and was not allowed to stop and ask any questions. The grumpy old goblin led them to a rickety cart.
“Hold on.” Bellatrix warned, and it was the only warning she got before she they went shooting down the rickety old tacks. There were more sharp turns and loop-da-loops then Ella could remember but she was feeling a strange rush at the speed and twists and turns. It took 15 min for the cart to come to a stop in front of a large door at the bottom of a cavern.
“Bloody hell…” Ella breathed in awe.
“You didn’t think we were paupers did you?” Bellatrix asked with a little edge to her voice.
“No mum.”
“Good this is the Lestrange vault, when I die it will be yours.” She said as the goblin opened the door and allowed Bellatrix in. She quickly found blue carpetbag, opened it, and began to look for something, before she picked it up and dumped it out, leaving a small pile of silver dishes on the floor.
“This will do to carry your stuff,” Bellatrix said and found another bag and filled it with several hand full of golden Galleon, silver Sickles, and bronze Knuts. Then she dropped it into the bag that had once been a dark blue but now was almost black, with red and gold roses, and the Lestrange crest. Bellatrix looked over the bag and tapped it in a few place fixing the frayed edges and making the bag look knew.
“Do you like it?”
“I love it!” Ella said happily, excited to have anything gift from her mother. Bellatrix handed it to her.
“There is a book case in there, and plenty of room for all your stuff.” Bellatrix said handing the bag over to her daughter, then walked back to the cart. Ella took it and hurried to fallow Bellatrix. Twenty minutes later, they walked out of the bank and went up to a strange wand shop called ‘Avery’s wand palace’. A short woman was working behind the counter, her red hair pulled back into a tight bun, and her startling green eyes seemed almost unnatural.
“Welcome to Avery’s wand palace, home of the-” She stopped and looked at Bellatrix. “Bless my soul.”
“I’d rather not.” Bellatrix said getting tired of this reaction. “We’re here to get my daughter her first wand. Will you help us?”
“Yes!” The woman said and jumped into action it was clear the woman was easily twice Ella’s age as she came around and measured Ella.
“Which hand is your wand hand?”
“Right.” Ella said, the woman nodded and started to bring out wand, after wand for Ella to try. Ella wasn’t sure how long it took but she finally felt one that gave her an electrical charge and when she brought it down green and blue sparks streaked behind it. She looked at Bellatrix who clapped happily for her daughter.
“What is it?” Bellatrix asked.
“Rosewood, 10 and 3/4^th inches long, with a core of basilisk whisker.” Responded the clerk.
“Basilisk Whisker?” Bellatrix said in surprise.
“Yes, they’re quite picky but when they choose you they’re quite loyal. Useful to keep other people from using your wand.” The woman explained.
“How much do I owe?” Ella asked without thinking.
“Absolutely not! I couldn’t possibly accept!!” The woman said as if offended by the very thought of the girl paying.
“Really?! Thanks!!” Ella said, Bellatrix nodded and lead her daughter out.
“The rest of your books we’ll have to get up on Diagon Alley. You need to be careful Elladora, do not leave my side. There might be a few muggels and mud-bloods; we don’t need anything happening to you.” Bellatrix said, cupping her daughter’s face and looking at her a moment.
“Basilisk whisker, oh I’m so proud of you my little pure blood darling.” Bellatrix said hugging Ella. Ella couldn’t believe her luck, gifts and hugs from her mother even praises over her wand core. It was as if this where the greatest gift her daughter had ever given her. Bellatrix seemed to sober some and pulled her hood up to hide her face, then did the same for her daughter, so the two of them where covered. Bellatrix took Ella’s hand, lead her down to the Diagon Alley. At the point where the two streets came together Bellatrix pulled out her daughter’s supply list. Then decided they’d bounce around it would take a little more time but they her to the cauldron shop, the apothecary, the stationary shop.
“Now I think some ice cream first yea?” Bellatrix asked coming out of the stationary shop where she got several stacks of parchment a couple dozen bottles of in and a nice lap top oak writing desk which Bellatrix had the inscribed with her daughter’s name.
“Yea!” Ella said happily, her mother nodded and took her in to Floean Fortescue’s ice cream parlor. They both had large cones of chocolate ice cream before walking down to Eyelops Owl Emporium. Inside smelled of dead rats but Ella didn’t mind as she looked around and found several beautiful owls, she noticed an egg on the hearth in the back room and quickly looked away spotting a tan and black owl.
“That is a known as a Pharaoh Hawk owl, they are not cheap.” The guys warned.
“How much?” Ella said before her mother could speak, using the same tone that Bellatrix did when she demanded something. It caught her mother by surprise so she let Ella handle this knowing the girl needed to learn.
“s-seventy five Galleons.”
“Fifty and you have a deal.”
“He’s worth more than that!”
“Fifty-five and I don’t mention that dragon in your hearth.” Ella said, the man swallowed and nodded. For the first time she could remember she was truly happy to have had Elladora. She was becoming a fine young woman that the dark lord would be proud of to. Ella put the cage in her carpet bag carefully and came back to Bellatrix who’d just spotted her nephew taking his little snot noosed son into the Quidditch supply shop.
“Very good dear, come on.” Bellatrix said, unable to resist the desire to confront her nephew. She’d found out over the years that he had survived and married a fellow Slythrin and now had a son with a name she didn’t bother to remember. Elladora followed her mother across the street to a shop with the brooms in the windows. Once inside she gasped at the sheer amount of Quidditch items.
One of the few things Ella knew was Quidditch, she'd come across it in a newspaper once and had seen a large photo of people zooming around on brooms and had been hooked ever since. Her mother although confused by this hadn’t protested to her collecting of the memorabilia, and so it was Ella had become a rather large fan. Secretly she loved the Hollyhead Harpies and hopped to one day to play for the team. Not that she would ever tell her mother that much, she made the mistake of telling Bellatrix that Ginny Potter was a chaser once. Her mom had flown into an uncontrollable rage and ended up burning all the Quidditch stuff Ella had and half the house with it. It had taken over a year to be allowed to even say the word Quidditch again and now she had to pretend to hate the Hollyhead Harpies. Therefore, for international, her team was Transylvania and for locals it was Karasjok Kites. An average and rather forgettable team in many ways but they didn’t have Ginny Potter in their ranks. Suddenly her attention was caught by the sound of her mother’s voice speaking, she was shocked when she turned to look and found her talking to a boy with short blonde hair.
“Is Draco your daddy?” She asked, he nodded.
“Tell me about your father’s mother.” She quietly demanded.
“Grandma? She loves me.” He said confused not sure what the strange woman wanted to know.
“Of course she does dear, is she well?” Bellatrix said trying to be kind.
“Yes ma’am very well, do you know her?” He asked nervously.
“Once long ago…” Bellatrix said.
“Scorpius!” Draco called over the crowd having lost sight of his son. The little boy ran off and Ella looked at her mother who seemed to be on the verge of tears and for the first time seemed too actually show her age. Bellatrix stood up and looked around then finally seemed to focus on her daughter.
“Scorpius, how many times have I told you not to go running off?” Draco said shortly.
“But Daddy I wanted to look at the Thunderbolt!!” The boy said.
“No, you’re not getting it.” Draco said and pulled his son out of the shop, this seemed to hit Bellatrix wrong and she walked up to the clerk and kept her head turned away from the busy man.
“How can I help ya?” The man asked.
“I’ll take one Thunderbolt, wrapped.” Bellatrix said, the man seemed a little shocked.
“That’ll be 350 galleons.” He said, Bellatrix didn’t seem bothered by the price, which admittedly surprised Ella as her mom dropped a bag of coins she’d produced from nowhere, the man nodded and disappeared into the back. A few moments later, he came out with a long wrapped package.
“Come here Elladora; put this in your bag.” Bellatrix said, she hurried over and set her bag on the counter. Her owl hooted angrily not liking the sudden light or being jarred around. The man slid the broom into the bag, it wasn’t for him to tell them a first year couldn’t have brooms. Ella close the bag then looked up at her mom as if to ask what was next.
“Let’s go get your books and we’ll go home.” She said, Ella nodded and followed her mother to Flourish and Blotts. Where she found all her “grade 1” books in a nice stack tied with twine. Bellatrix grabbed an empty journal then paid 10 galleons for the stack before hurrying her daughter out of the store as she spotted a group of muggels coming in.
“Filthy mud-bloods.” Bellatrix muttered, as she walked by, not giving Ella a chance to see them. Other than their funny looking cloths, Ella wasn’t very sure what was different about them at a glance. This unfortunately scared and confused her. If they looked the same, she didn’t understand why they were bad, yet if they looked the same how could she keep herself from being infected by them.
“Is there anything else on your list?” Bellatrix asked handing it over to Ella so she could look in her bag and check.
“Owl, broom, books, crystal phials, cauldron, telescope, scales, wand, parchment, quills, inks, potion ingredients… My uniforms.” Ella said looking up at her mom, who looked up and down the street.
“Alright come on.” Bellatrix said and took her over to Madam Milken’s Robes for all Occasions. That stop only took an hour and as she stood being measured on the stool, she started to realize that the ice cream wasn’t going to hold her over until dinner. When she came out her mother took her back down Knockturn Alley and Apparated back to their home.
“Go upstairs and wash up for dinner,” Bellatrix said Ella nodded and ran inside happily but realized she had no one to share her excitement with, then she remembered her new owl, opened her bag, and pulled him out.
“Hmmm, what should we call you? Do you like Sweet Cane?” Ella asked the bird seemed to give her a look that said he would rather die than be called that, it made her laugh. “Ok no to Cane, how’s Taharqa?” Ella said remembering the name of a Pharaoh in the 25^th dynasty that had been a pureblood wizard. The bird hooted at her and seemed please.
“Ok then, Taharqa.” Ella said happily.
A/N: For those that don’t remember its 29 Knuts to a sickle and 17 Sickles to a Galleon. The conversion is $7.35 to a Galleon or €5.90. Which means the broom would be about $2572.50 and €2065.
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