Chapter Twenty-Seven - To Forgive and Forget? 1st September 1978
Izabella sighed heavily, tapping her foot as she waited for the group of first years to move out of the corridor of the train. She pushed past the excitable children forcefully and pulled back the compartment door.
“Hello,” she said brightly as she stepped inside.
There was a silence in reply as the people inside shifted uncomfortably.
Izabella frowned and placed her bag down on the seat.
“Did everyone have a good summer?” she asked.
“Oh sorry are you talking to us?” said a blonde girl nastily.
“Is there a problem Emily?” Izabella asked, raising an eyebrow.
“Not at all.” Emily snapped.
A shy girl with mousy brown hair smiled gently at Izabella.
“Did you have a good summer?” she asked.
“It was alright thanks Anna.” Izabella replied, still eyeing Emily suspiciously.
“Oh please. We do not want to hear about the Potter's wedding...”
“Leave it Emily.” Anna said quietly.
“What's going on?” Izabella said frowning deeply.
“I said this would happen. The moment Lily and the others left you'd come running back to us.”
“What? I thought we were friends-?”
“I suppose we are. When you need us to be.”
“I don't... What... I'm not like that!”
“Oh whatever Izabella.”
“What's going on?”
Izabella turned sharply and smiled briefly at the sight of Scott.
“Everything alright Izabella?” he asked.
“I wouldn't bother speaking to her Scott,” Emily said. “Unless you're a Black or a Malfoy anyway.”
“Give it a rest Emily. You'd be lucky to have a friend like Izabella, and as we're Head Boy and Girl... I'd watch yourself.” Scott warned in a dark voice. “Come on Iz.”
Izabella grabbed her bag and accepted Scott's outstretched hand gratefully, allowing herself to be led into an empty compartment further down the train. She collapsed into a seat and buried her face in her hands, shifting against Scott as he wrapped his arm around her shoulders.
“Do people really think that about me?” she asked in a small voice.
“No...”
“Scott.” Izabella said, lifting her head to arch an eyebrow at him.
“Well some people say you spend too much time with Lily and Sirius, but it's none of their business.”
Izabella groaned and let her head fall back against the seat.
“Stop worrying. You have me.” he said with a grin. Izabella smiled back and sighed quietly.
The pair sat in a comfortable silence as Izabella watched the countryside pass them by. Her eyes glazed over as she thought about the year ahead of her. Did she really ignore her other friends for Lily? Would Scott be the only person that would speak to her? Why was she regretting that she ignored Lucius after everything that happened?
She chewed her lip thoughtfully, biting it hard enough to draw blood as Scott spoke, making her jump from the noise breaking the silence.
“Is that an owl?” he said as he stood up to open the window. A small, graceful owl flew into the train and landed on Izabella's leg.
Expecting Sirius' messy scrawl, she was surprised to see the elegant hand that graced the front of the envelope. Trying to ignore the jolt in her stomach she took the note and read it quickly.
Izabella,
Please read this and please forgive me.
It's difficult for me, my father and many other have certain expectations that I have to meet. Please, I beg you, meet me so I can explain in person. I can't not have you in my life.
You know how I feel about you. I know you can feel the same.
If you can't forgive me at least talk to your brother. He cares about you so much. He's a wreck without you.
I love you Izabella. I always will.
Yours forever,
L
Izabella chewed her fingers for a while before grabbing a piece of parchment and a quill from her bag.
I want to forgive you Lucius, I really do... But I don't know. It just doesn't seem right...
What you're doing is wrong.
I will give you a chance to explain. But that is your last chance.
I'll send a note with the dates of Hogsmede visits.
I
She sighed and handed it to the owl. From across the top of his book, Scott smiled at her gently. She returned the gesture and he continued with his reading. Izabella bit her fingers nervously, her stomach churning until the little owl flew back.
You won't regret it. I promise.
Yours forever
L
Izabella smiled briefly, folded up the parchment and tucked it into a pocket in her school bag. She sighed, leant back in her seat and watched out of the window as they moved on towards Hogsmede station.
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