Belle walked in the shop, hoping to possibly make new friends, but also get robes for attending Hogwarts. She was excited and also annoyed with going to Hogwarts. She was excited since it would be the first public school she’d ever go to, and annoyed because there would be Half-Bloods and Muggle-Borns.

She enjoys calling them mudbloods, though. Her brother, Joey, had told her about Draco Malfoy and how he would treat Hermione Granger. Belle had learned from that to always call Muggle-Borns, “mudbloods.”

As Belle was looking around the shop for black robes, she spotted a female, who was quite pretty and looked around her age. Belle walked up to the girl and tried speaking to her. She had a hard time talking, however. Belle had been homeschooled all her life, and had never spoken to anyone but her family, their house elf, and members of the Ministry of Magic.

Belle finally plucked enough courage to speak, but still felt frightened to speak to the stranger. “Hello..?” She asked, hoping not to sound idiotic. She was also hoping the girl wouldn’t randomly insult her, either. She hates it when she, her brother, her parents, or even her house elf/best friend gets insulted.

Clair was looking at robes which she was buying or at least wanting to buy, her mother had not come with her, instead, Izzy had, Izzy had been to Daigon ally before and knew where to buy everything, but had soon left Clair to fend for her self when she saw her best friend, she moved the bag on her shoulder ungraciously and reached for a robe, she liked the one with red striped down the side but the list said Black robes only, she found a plain black robe her size and grabbed it only two more to go, the bag on her shoulder fell again grunting she moved it back up, the books inside the bag poked her side and ripped at the paper bag, Clair looked around and seen a stool she walked over and put her bag down "if only there was a spell I knew and was allowed to use to make this stay!" Clair turned back to her shopping and headed a voice "hello" Clair turned around surprised was the girl over there talking to her? She had never spoken to a wizard or witch outside her family(her two sisters Izzy and Bella) and if the girl was talking, to her then that would be great! "are you talking to me?" Clair asked then feeling stupid she said: " if so my name is Clair Fernandez, what's yours?"

Belle was very relieved when she didn’t hear a single insult. Belle’s hat slid a bit and she straightened it, trying to look a bit more serious. “My name’s Belle Florinberger. Daughter of William and Clara Florinberger. Sister of Joey Florinberger. I am quite humble to meet you, Miss Fernandez.” Belle said, walking over to her.

Belle’s hoodie was slightly tilted, and her tenis shoes were a bit dirty. Belle also had a gentle, warm smile. She also had a small box in her hand. It was wrapped in blue cloth and looked expensive. Belle’s small, hazel eyes fell to Clair’s bag. She looked around to see of her house elf was still around, and surprisingly, he was.

“Hey, Barley, could you hold Miss Clair’s bag while we speak? It’d be very helpful, as she looks like it’s bugging her,” Belle asked. Barley handed Belle her robes he’d got for her, quickly went over to the girl to get her bag, and sat on the floor with it.

Belle looked down nervously. “I-I have something for you, if you’d like to be friends…,” she said. “I’m not trying to bribe you, or anything, though! I just thought my first friend I’d make deserved something special! Y-you know?”

Clair looked at the house-elf "thanks" she then looked at Belle "my sister is named Belle too! And I am really sorry I have no idea who Clara and William Florinberger are, but they sound very important, I would love to be friends with you miss Florinberger," she looked at the gift "thanks! Am I really your first friend? Because you are my first friend too! But I really don't have anything to give you, which is very regretable, you know..." Clair took a breath " sorry I do get very excited sometimes and then ramble, but you know! I am sure you do too! So you have a house-elf then? I wish I had one but coming from a muggle family I don't have one, are you from a muggle family too?'' Clair smiled " I am from a muggle family, you see My mother Misty she is a Muggle and my Father well, he was a muggle but his brother my uncle is a wizard, Mr.Jackerwalled if you know him." Clair took another breath "my sisters Izzy and Belle are witches Izzy is in her third year and Belle finished going to Hogwarts last year. So How about you?" Clair smiled

“You, a mudblood? There’s no way! You don’t look it at all!” Belle inhaled sharply. “I’ll only ever like one mudblood, and that’ll be you, because I’d rather not throw this chance in the trash, like I did with the Half-Blood I met at the Leaky Cauldron. And I’m a Pure-Blood. A very dignified one, at that. My family has been respected for the last two-in-a-half decades. And you said that you have a sister in third year? My brother is going into his fourth year. And yes, I have a house elf. Several, actually. Barley is my personal house elf. He’s also technically my best friend. My Uncle Chris got him for me because he noticed how lonely I got.” Belle rambled, uncontrollably.

“Oh, right! Here!” Belle handed Clair the small, blue box. “Even though I’m the only one giving a gift here, it doesn’t matter. What matters is our newly formed friendship. No matter that you’re a mudblood, either. Maybe you could meet my brother. He’s waiting for me at Florean Fortescue's Ice Cream Parlour! I’m sure he wouldn’t mind me bringing a mudblood!” Belle exclaimed.

Belle moved side to side, awaiting the answer of her newly aquatinted friend she’d longed since she was a little girl.

Clair paid for her stuff,
Clair laughed "sure let's go!" She followed Sofie out of the shop, "so...Barley is you personal house-elf... That SO cool!" She wiped off her jeans "so I am a Mud...Blood? What does that even mean is it good?" Clair smiled she liked to smile "what house do you think you will be sorted into? I hope I get Hufflepuff or Ravenclaw."
The road was muddy, after the major rain that had happened that morning, "what's you favorite kind of ice cream?" Clair asked.
She chatted until they got to their destination.

"Are house elfs handy?" Clair looked at Barley, he seemed to follow Sofie around like a dog,
He seemed very faithful as well if anything dropped, he would grab it up and pull out a cloth and,wipe it clean.
Clair stepped in to the shop, it was empty except for a boy around 14 and a group of kids around
Fourteen and fifteen, "that must be your brother?" Clair asked and,pointed to the boy. "what house is he in?"

She looked around the smallish shop, it was a pretty little place, it's walls were made of wood while the spot,with the ice cream in it was a pale pinky white.

Belle glanced back at Barley. “You tell her what it means to be a mudblood, would you? I don’t want to explain it to her, since she’s my new friend, and all. Understandable?”

Barley hesitated. “Mudblood is a highly derogatory term for a Muggle-born or half-blood,wizard or witch; that is, individuals with close Muggle relatives.” Barley paused, hesitated again, and continued. “It’s a disgusting thing to call someone. Dirty blood, see. Common blood.”

Belle smirked as the the few of them walked into the parlor. “Yeah, that’s my brother. He’s in Hufflepuff. He’s a real sweetheart, you see. He doesn’t even like saying or hearing ‘mudblood’ because of how kind he is. Only rarely will you hear him say the word.”

The boy looked around and his eyes stopped on Belle and Barley. “Sis! Buddy! Hey, come here! I got your books for you while I was getting mine.” He said, as Belle and Barley started heading over to him.

Belle beckoned Clair to follow her with a slight grin. “Hey, Joey. Thanks for getting my books for me! I was going to get them with Barley after getting the robes, but I got held up by someone important.”

Joey looked over at Clair. “Was it her? Who is she? And what’s her blood? You didn’t have to call her… that word, did you? And before I forget to ask, what’s your name? Wait- I already asked- And are you going to Hogwarts? If so, what year are you going into?”

Clair laughed Joey seemed very nice and the word Mudblood did not bother her at all.
"Hello, My name is Clair Fernadez and yes I am going to Hogwarts first year, I am a Mudblood as you guys say, I hear your name is Joey right?"
Clair smiled, "do you have a house-elf too? They fascinated me! Barley was just telling me what Mud blood means, after all, I did not know!"
Clair looked around not seeing any house elves running around she guessed he did not have one,
"I met your sister at the Robe shop, Madam Milkins, That is the name I think."
Clair looked at the floor for a moment, it was made of wood, and it had little knots in it she smiled "excuse me for a second" She bent down and rubbed her hand over the boards their knots were pretty, like a pattern almost, then she saw that the floorboards had a bump, it moved when she passed it, why would wood move? Magic? Clair looked up the other two, they were talking, so she took a breath and pushed hard on the board, it wiggled a bit, the bump was only about the size of a golfball and it was round too, she moved her hand over it again it wiggled and then stopped, the bump was gone! Confused Clair stood up. She moved towards the counter, "hello!" A fat little woman came up "what do you want today little lady." She asked
"well, I am wondering if there is normally a bump on the floor that moves a little?"
The lady looked scared for a second then,laughed, "silly girl! There is NO BUMPS IN THE FLOOR!"
Clair smiled "ok thanks!" And she smiled back to her friend.

Belle and Joey were talking about if they should take Clair home with them, or take her to her home, when they heard the woman behind the counter yell. Belle quickly looked over at Clair to make sure she was alright, and seen Clair flashing a smile at her. Joey rushed to the counter.

“Ma’am, what’s wrong?! What happened!?” Joey looked down at Clair, who was about a foot and a half shorter than him, and spoke to her in a soft, caring tone Belle only hears him speak in when she gets scared. “Clair, sweetie, you go stand over by Belle while I sort this out, alright?”

Joey looked over at Belle, to see that a group of teenage boys about her age gathered around her. Belle was blushing slightly as the boys were giving her gifts.

“Please go over there and shoo the boys away. She doesn’t need to start getting feelings for anyone,” Joey said, his overprotective brother mode on.

Belle smiled gently at the group of males surrounding her and hugged each of them, knowing that they are all Pure-Bloods.

“Thank you so much for everything, friends! Are you all going to Hogwarts? I am! It’ll be my first year, actually!” Belle exclaimed to the boys. They all at once said they were going to Hogwarts and it was also going to be their first year.

Belle smiled with joy and gifted each of the boys with homemade bracelets she carried around everywhere, just in case she’d meet a new friend.

"ok, I will." Clair told Joey, she walked over to Belle, "Shoo!" She said to the boys
"sorry Belle, Joey told me to." She looked over at the Lady behind the counter i have no idea what go into her!" She smiled "wanna wait outside? I think it will be a while I mean like a LONG time!" She looked over to where Joey was speaking to the Lady,
"if you want you can come over to my house and we can have a Watermelon drink!" Clair said,
"my house is so pretty, it is a pale yellow with a lattes around it and a small garden that surrounds the front of it! It also has a barn behind it that houses tons of cows and Horses and Sheep!" She took a breathe "and four Goats, do you like goats?"
She smiled, "and when I rains the mud puddles down at the base, and the Dog likes to role in it then I have to bath her! But once I can use Magic it'll be so much easier! What's your house like? Is it different because your a pureblood?"
((of of charter thought; sorry I forgot about Hogwarts I am sorry to respond so late!))