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Follow Your Heart by marygold

Format: Novella
Chapters: 28
Word Count: 37,064

Rating: Mature
Warnings: Mild Language, Scenes of a Sexual Nature

Genres: Drama, Romance, AU
Characters: Harry, Ron, Hermione, McGonagall, Neville, Draco, Ginny, OC
Pairings: Draco/OC

First Published: 02/09/2006
Last Chapter: 07/24/2011
Last Updated: 07/24/2011


Thanks to Fantasy Dreamer for my great banner! Isabella left with her father after her mother's death. Now she's sixteen her father is also gone and she is forced to move back to England. What else will she be forced to change?

Chapter 4: Hello Hogwarts

I’ve been up for two hours half expecting the stranger to appear again. Half wanting and half not. There was a knock on my door. “Miss the taxi is here.”

I opened the door and saw Lillie. “Lillie, please tell Maurice to load my bags on to my father’s Range Rover. Car’s are allowed at school, so I’ll be taking it with me.”

Lillie looked confused. “But, Miss, since your late father’s friend couldn’t make it, a young lady was sent to accompany you. And Lady Hannah…”

I nodded in acknowledgement and to cut her off, “Please take her to the drawing room and send the taxi away. I will be down shortly.” Lady Hannah? What the hell was wrong with her? And what had mom been thinking to choose her?

I walked back to the window and looked once again towards the house that lay beyond the garden. Placing my hand on the window I smiled, “Good bye friend!”


As I entered the drawing room, the first thing I noticed was a petite brunette, curly hair and a slight look of annoyance. Better start making friends Bella.

Placing my best smile on my face I walked towards her, “Hi! I’m Isabella Towsend”

The girl smiled back, “Hermoinie Granger.”

I showed her to one of the chairs and motioned for her to sit. “I’m sorry to have taken so long. I just got here yesterday and well I was planning on attending Beauxbatons Academy and well… now I’m going to Hogwarts. Guess you could say I’m rolling with the punches here.”

Hermoine smiled, “Don’t worry, that’s all right. Prof. McGonagall explained everything to me. But, she didn’t tell me you had a car.”

I had to smile at her, she was really nice, “Honestly I wasn’t planning on taking it until this morning. I don’t know why, but something made me change my mind.”

Hermoine smiled, “It’s always a woman’s prerogative to change her mind.”

I had to laugh, “Most certainly is. Are you ready to go then?”

Hemoine nodded, “But I was wondering if perhaps we could make a stop at the Train Station. I was supposed to meet up with some friends…”

I shrugged off her worry. “No problem. And if they fit in the Rover with us, they are more than welcomed.”

With that they both grabbed their purses and made their way outside. But, on their way to the entrance Hannah stopped them. “You were not planning on saying good bye dear.”

I had to roll my eyes, sorry but it was impossible to help it. “Since you car was gone I thought you were out.”

Hannah smiled, “I had it sent to the other garage. Since you father’s car was here and seems more at place in the neighborhood, I was planning on using it.”

I had to smile at her intention, “It’s already been packed. I’m taking it to school with me.”

Hannah looked as if she had been sucker punched, “But, Bella you don’t need a car and well I had planned…”

This was getting far too long, “And I was planning on having my father come to graduation. It’s his car and it’s coming with me. Good bye Hannah!” With that I turned to Hermoine and motioned for her to follow me.

And once outside the mood completely changed, for poor Maurice was running after Juancho, who was running after a cat. “You have a cat?” Hermoine nodded, “You have a dog?” It was my turn to nod. And then we both started laughing.


As I pulled to the train station Hermoine took out her mobile and called her friend. “He says his waiting for us by the entrance.” She then pointed out a red haired boy and a red haired girl.

The boy was the first one to walk towards the Rover, with the girl trailing close behind him. He went straight to Hermoine and gave her a kiss. I looked at the red haired girl, “It disgusting when it’s your brother.”

Laughing I answered, “Wouldn’t know. I’m an only child.”

The girl smiled, “Hi! I’m Ginny and you can have one of mine. I have way too many.”

Smiling back I answered, “I’m Bella and don’t worry I’ quite happy being an only child.”

The girl got into the front seat of the Rover. “Better if I seat up front with you. It’ll be easier to ignore them.”

“Heard that Ginny!” The boy said as he and Hermoine got into the Rover, “Hi! I’m Ron.”

I smiled at him “Hi Ron! I’m Bella.”

And then a loud grunt was heard. We all looked towards the back of the Rover an saw that a blanket was moving, Hermoine and Ron had their wands ready at hand, and then… Juancho popped his little head out from under it and started licking Ron’s face.

Hermoine laughed at Juancho’s full tongue attack on her boyfriend, “I thought he was in his cage.”

“Thought so too.” I replied as I turned around, “Juancho, back in your cage. Now!”

Juancho stopped licking and got back in his cage, Ron locked it. And so we were off to Hogwarts.


The journey had gone well. Ron and Hermoine did most of the talking, but it was good. They practically told me everything I needed to know about Hogwarts.

Once there, Hagrid, a really kind looking giant, helped me store the Rover in a student parking space. He then took me on my first official tour of the grounds, telling me the story of each and every creature that crossed our path. By the time we made it to MacGonagall’s it was already close to dinner time.

“Hello Isabella!” MacGonagall, head mistress at Hogwarts, had been my father’s classmate and my mother’s teacher. “Welcome to Hogwarts! I honestly do hope that you like it here dear. I’m really sorry for the loss of your father. He was a great man and a great friend. I have no intention of replacing him, but know that if you ever need a guiding hand I’ll be here.”

“Thank you!” Every story Dad had made about her kindness seemed true. At last, things seemed to be settling down. She reached for a hat, a very old hat.

“Dear, this is the sorting hat. It will decide, based on your character to what house you belong.” So this was the sorting that the stranger had talked about. Well lets see, lets get Slytherin and prove him wrong!

“I’m sorry my dear. But, far too kind your heart is. You’ll be ill fitted there. So… Gryffindor it will be.”

Ok so he was right! I hadn’t made Slytherin.