(I found this picture on google, credit to whoever took it)
November 1976

Annabelladonna Black; daughter of Walaburga and Orion black; sister of Sirius and Regulas Black; the most beloved girl at beauxbatons; and a girl with a long ass name. Was completely and utterly fucked.

Annabelladonna had been attacked by a werewolf in the third month of her sixth year at beauxbatons, leaving three harsh scars across her stomach and one going from her right cheekbone to her chin, cutting across the corner of her lip. Her parents were furious at the school for "harboring such dangerous creatures as werewolves" and fought to get her switched to Hogwarts with her brothers. She originally wanted to go to Hogwarts but her Mother wanted her to "learn to be a proper lady at a sophisticated school". It was vital to the black family that Annabelladonna became an obedient woman so that they could marry her off to a "nice pureblood boy".

Annabelladonna (or Bella as her friends called her) was furious when she found out she had to leave France. She did everything she could to stop her from going to Hogwarts but it just earned her threats and angry letters from her parents so she gave in. Walaburga and Orion pulled her out of school so fast that she didn't even have time to say goodbye to her best friends.

Asher Adams and Apollo Cardell woke up to an empty bed and a rushed note explaining everything. They had already known that Annabelladonna might have to leave but they never expected it to come so soon.

Bella woke up on the Hogwarts express, her eyes red from crying, and her muscles sore from when her mother used the cruciatus curse on her as a reminder that she needed to behave. She was alone. No trolley lady to sell her snacks. No happy students excited for the upcoming school year. Just her, curled up in a compartment near the end of the train. The world around the train passed by so quickly that she could barely get a proper look at the scenery and it just made the train ride even more insufferable. In Bella's mind Hogwarts was just about the worst place she could be going. She had nothing against the school but the only people she knew there were her brothers and she hadn't had a real conversation with them in years. She had tried ;honestly; but neither of them had replied to the countless letters she wrote and she rarely ever saw them during the summer because she spent most of it in France anyways.

The only time she had visited Grimmuald Place was when her parents punished her for doing something they disliked. Her time at Grimmuald place was spent being tortured in her dads study or healing her own wounds in her room. Sometimes Regulas would come in and help patch her up but no words were exchanged. They were strangers. Bella couldn't force herself to be mad at the boys. Her parents brainwashed them into thinking that she abandoned them to go to France, taunting the young boys every time the girl was brought up. The pain lessened over time as she coped with her brothers hating her but it still stung every time she thought of the cold glares they would send her.

The train started to slow as they approached the station. She collected her things and stood up, calmly walking off the train when it stopped. She had one thought echoing throughout her mind. Hogwarts was going to be hell.

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