She vowed she’d hate the place the second she found out she was going. She couldn’t believe her parents, her beloved and doting parents were sending her away. Did they no longer want her with them anymore? Had she done something wrong? For the life of her Christabelle couldn’t figure out why her parents were taking her out of Beauxbatons and placing her in Hogwarts, her next to last year of school. What kind of school was this place anyway? She had never had to go to school with boys and girls and it was almost mind-boggling to her that they would send their innocent daughter, well almost innocent daughter somewhere so far away from them. At least her cousin would be going with her. They had already been to sorting before their summer vacation had started, courtesy of her father being the German Minister and pulling some strings for them so they wouldn’t have to go with the first years to be sorted. She had barely seen her cousin in the last three years. The boy who was practically her twin, just three months younger and son of her father’s sister.
She went straight from her vacation to get on the train at platform 9 ¾ very reluctantly. She searched the train for at least a half an hour before finding a compartment, with one other person. She already hated this place having not been able to find her cousin and being placed in a different house than him. She started off sitting away from this boy, him being muggle born and all she couldn’t be known to be associated with someone like that. But eventually her veela charm had gotten the best of her and she seduced the young boy with nothing more than a mere smile.
Shortly after that little tryst she had run into her cousin. He had walked right into the train compartment. Only merely to inform her that after all these years thinking he was without a father, that his father was none other than Draco Malfoy. He had known all summer and hadn’t told her. She was beside herself with anger from it. They had never kept anything from each other. She didn’t understand why he would have kept something like that from her all summer. However she pulled out her book from the bag she had on her and read the rest of the train ride until they got to the school.
It was a dinner that she had seen him. He was sitting near her cousin at the Slytherin table. She had only picked at her food. But by the time his eyes met hers all she wanted to do was turn back around and pick at her food. She tried, however in vain because he had come over and sat down next to her. Before she knew it they were making arrangements to sneak out of the Great Hall, having been extremely bored by the feast. How could she hate something that had someone like him there? She asked herself as they sat outside on his school robe in the rain. It had seemed so odd. She couldn’t keep her vow to hate this place if she were there with him. Within her first five minutes of meeting him she had fallen for him. Head over her perfect 4 inch heels that she wore everyday.
They soon found they had almost every class together and were spending more time together than most couples and soon were dating. The school she had vowed to hate had provided her with the one thing she desired most. Someone to truly love her other than her own family and self. This Nick Valentine had told her in a fight between a death eater that no matter what he loved her. This German beauty finally had someone other than herself and cousin that she had cared for. She took a cruciatus curse, more or less for the worse to happen because she couldn’t bare to leave him and risk him getting hurt. She literally was afraid she was going crazy, and she may well have been when he proposed to her. Something about the prospect of soon becoming his wife had inspired a change in her. She seemed to hold herself up more and be less of a loon at certain times. In fact this boy she had met her first night at Hogwarts was causing her to grow up and learn how to care for herself somewhat.
She couldn’t wait to tell her family and friends the news. The one thing that was somewhat bothering her a little was the fact that he had just started a group called the Confederacy of the Light. A group determined to rid the world of those pesky blood-suckers and flea-bags that the ministry found some odd reason to protect. She hated that fact with a passion just like her fiancé and was ready to stand by him no matter how rough things would get because she and him held the same ideals and feelings. Especially for each other.
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