Running With Scissors

Made to Last-Chappy 3

"Hey, woah, don't do that. Sorry here you go. I just wanted to hear more of that song it's really good." He stated making me laugh.

"I didn't write the one I was singing. A band did, but you wont like it because it's a muggle band." I told him taking back my notebook, I need to charm this thing so other people can't read it.

"A muggle band wrote that? Really?" he asked and I nodded.

"When my family lived in America we had to blend, the rules there are a lot more strict. Basically we have to suppress our magic-"

"And that is how Obscurus' are made. I see so that's why you're so accepting of muggles, because you had to be growing up." I nodded as he put two and two together, "Aren't they called something different in America though."

"Yeah they're called NoMag's, my uncle's best friend came to visit us a lot and he's from here and called them muggles. Muggle's sounds less serious."

"Oh that's cool." He smiled, "Who's your uncle and best friend?"

"Technically they're not my immeadiate uncle and what not they're the closest things to uncles and stuff I've ever had, both of my parents were the only child in the family. And my uncle's name is Jacob Kowalski and my uncle's best friend is Newt Scamander." I smiled.

"Isn't Kowalski a muggle." Thinking about my bloodline.

I looked down, "I'm a halfblood Draco, and Marx isn't my real last name. Wait why am I telling you this?" I stood up and shook my head putting my notebook in my bag.

Technically I'm a pureblood because of the Dragon half of me, but I'm not ready to tell anyone about that yet. I walked down to a hut a little ways down from the castle for my next "class" to be met by Dumbledore, a giant literally, and a man with a scar over part of his face. I cocked my head to the side a little confused. And a very old looking Newt walked out. He's old, like really old. Don't ask me because I really don't know.

I squealed, "NEWT!"

"Bexley, how are you?" he softly smiled, he's where I get a lot of my awkwardness from.

"Bexley hunny you're so beautiful." Queenie squealed and hugged me.

"Queenie I miss you!" I told her hugging her back.

"I know, and I know what that boy thinks of you." She smiled super big.

I turned around to see who she was pointing at. Draco. God fucking really? Why is he everywhere? The I looked at Queenie and pointed and she held her hands up. Smiling making me blush and I glared at Draco and followed Newt, the big man, the skinny guy and Dumbledore into the woods for my first training.

"That was exhausting." I looked at my clock to see it was about 5 hours later.

"You have no idea what we have in store for you tomorrow young lady." I now know as Hagrid told me.

"Now, now Hagrid we don't want to scare her away." The skinny one or Lupin grinned.

"She's tough and will be just fine." Newt smiled.

"You're so brave and strong." Queenie smiled and hugged me again, "That boy will be very lucky." She smiled and apparated away.

Everyone else smiled and apparated away as well leaving me Dumbledore and Hagrid to walk back to the castle, I wanted some quiet time before going back to the great hall for supper, "I'll see you guys later. Im going to sit by the lake for a while."

They nodded and I sat down at the bench looking out at the water that now has the Durmstrang boat thing inhabiting it, the mermaids can't be too pleased. There's been all this chatter going on at school that I've been trying to ignore that there will apparently be a ball, or dance thing. Super exciting, not. I'm so awkward as it is so let's throw a dance into the mix right. They still have to tell us who the contenders are in this race to victory. I hope they end up doing it tonight, as I sat pondering who the possible contenders would be two red headed boys were arguing trying to attack each other, with their beards starting out a mousey grey color becoming more pigmented and eventually fading. I cocked my head to the left pointing to my face then back at the boys who I now see are Fred and George Weasley.

"You said it'd work." George stated.

"You said." Fred stated and started fist fighting his brother.

I giggled and shook my head looking back at my drawing that I was aimlessly doodling. A snake, that I know I've seen somewhere but I can't put my finger on it. A vision of a snake standing up at a table with a bunch of people in masks flashed through my head. There was a man elevated on the table. I jumped up dropping everything in my lap getting a sharp pain in my right wrist almost unbearable. I started rubbing it and skin started to peel away. And me being me I panicked shaking my head. What is going on why is this happening to me. A Fleur De Lis symbol appeared on my wrist bright green flames lifted almost 2 inches off the symbol as it faded it became a lifted scar. Fleur De Lis is said to be the flower of the tear that came off the face of Eve as she left the Garden of Eden. A symbol of pure Christianity and purity. Meaning I know have a much higher power protecting me and helping me. I became so overwhelmed tears started flowing down my face burning my cold soft skin. I took a few shaky deep breaths before whipping my face and quickly covering my arm and running up to supper.

Before walking into the great hall I took another deep breaths, "Bexley?"

I turned around seeing Haddie, "Hey Hads."

"Why are you crying?" she asked taking me off to the side hanging me come face powder.

I shook my head and started applying the face powder not realizing my robe fell exposing my new scar.

"What is that?" she grabbed my hand before I could respond.

"Fleur De Lis, it just showed up, I mean-" I started thinking I was sounding crazy as she pulled down her left dress robe sleeve revealing the same symble.

I grabbed her arm touching and inspecting it, "What does this mean?"

She shook her head, "I don't know but ever since I was thirteen I have been getting pounding headaches seeing this snake, and this monster flying in the sky. I feel like im crazy." She almost started crying.

"No, don't not here." I took her down a corridor.

"Where are we going?" she asked confused tears streaming down her face.

"The roof courtyard." She needs to see, there's something my parents aren't telling me about my past and this is one of them.

"Why." she asked as I opened the door.

I walked to the middle of the courtyard motioning her to stay where she is, "because you need to see this." I exclaimed.

I focused and a shimmery white light appeared around me as I felt my bones shift into place and took a deep breath and shook my body standing tall opening my eyes to see an awestruck Haddie looking back at me.

Image up top is Bex and Haddie's scar