Bella of Delphi

\"What am i thinking of......now?\" Ron peered at Bella who was hiding behind the Daily Prophet. Without even looking at him, she said.

\"What time dinner is, How long it\'ll be until you make Quidditch captain, Why my feet are so small, and Hermione in her bathing suit after she-\" Ron jumped up and put his hand on her mouth.

\"That\'s amazing...\" Harry stared at her. \"You\'ve been able to do this forever?\"

\"Well yes, it\'s my gift just like parcel tongue, and occulmency is yours. Or like Hermione who is quite adept at absorbing most information ever given to her. Ron, well Ron has the gift of laughter and a large loving family.\" Bella pulled the paper onto her lap and smiled jokingly at Ron, who smiled in return his cheeks blushing. Just then Severus Snape walked into the living room.

\"Potter, Weasely leave Miss Fountania alone.\" Severus shoo-ed the boys away from her, following them into the kitchen. She again sat in the loneliness of her mind. She knew Severus\'s intentions were noble, but it was better to be pesterd by their questions, which she actually mildly enjoyed then to be alone. She stood up and refolded the paper perfectly. Dumbledore would be there in three minutes, with more people from the ministry asking her all sorts of questions, some answerable some not.

She sat quietly on the hard stool as the ministry asked her questions about the location of the Dark Lord, information she couldn\'t so easily give out, no matter how many times they asked, and in numerous different ways. She would smile curteously at the members when the apologized, but their barade of questions would leave Bella, with a migraine for days. Once a week she allowed them three questions. This weeks questions were much like the same of past weeks.

\"Where will we find You-Know-Who?\" One tall elderly man asked her with a quill and parchment in hand.

\"In the last place you look... Again sirs i can not tell you such things.\"

\"What can you tell us?\"

\"It\'s about how, you ask the question not about what you ask.\" She smiled, as the ministers all huddles together and whispered franticly. Bella smiled to herself, she knew that they thought she couldn\'t hear, yet she knew everything they were saying.

\"If we were to look for You-Know-Who, should we stay in London?\"

\"No, you will find only his followers in London... Himself lives in a place much like a home.\" Bella would smile, when the ministers would rush their quills across the paper.

\"Does You-Know-Who, know we are looking for him outside of London?\"

\"He only knwos what he sees, and that is where the ministers lackey\'s are about looking.\"

\"Are there any spies in our mists?\" One minister leaned very close to her face.

\"There are spies all around, but you need to ask what side they report to.\" Bella smiled and stood from her chair, her heart was racing. Completely short of breath, the room started to spin. \"Good evening..\" She said sweetly and walked out the back door into the yard.

She sat on a single swing that hung from a lovely large tree in the yard. Her feet dragged on the ground as she let her shoes fall to the ground. The grass was dew striken and cold, yet her feet were more then ready to feel the pleasurable sensation. She smiled, and tried to clear her mind, but failed at the so impossible task. She looked up to see Remus standing on the steps from the house.

\"Well...\" She looked at him her eyes were softly lit by the light from inside the kitchen. \"Come push me, please.\" She smiled, as Remus walked behind her and tugged gently on the ropes to either side of her.

\"So how was the ministry inquiry?\" Remus let the ropes out of his hands as she glided slowly back and forth on the small wooden seat.

\"Wonderful...\" She whispered as she closed her eyes, and began to pump the swing hard with her legs. Holding on tight she leaned back letting her hair sweep against the grass. Remus leaned against the tree watching her every slow movement. As the swing slowed down to a stop, Remus went back behind her and gave her alittle push on the seat.

\"Tell me what your memories of family was like Remus.\" She let him push on her back lightly to move her.

\"Why, can\'t you see them already?\" Remus sounded a bit perplexed.

\"Yes, i can know what happened. I don\'t know how it made you feel. Plus it\'s what people do to get to know each other...When we\'re alone Remus can\'t you treat me like any other girl?\" She let her feet drag on the ground slowing herself down again.

\"Well, not like every other girl. You\'re very special.\" Remus paused letting out a slow smooth breath. \"Well when i was seven i was bitten by my cousin who was a werewolf, thats how i became who i was...\"

\"Yes.. what about your mother?\"

\"She was amazingly kind, very sweet. She actually made me a..umm.. huge Apple Pie. When ever i was really hurting after my transformations. I still love apple pie to this day. She\'s probably the greatest person i will ever love.\" Bella stopped swinging completely and stood up from her deat on the swing and walked over to Remus who was looking down, back leaned up against the tree.

\"I\'m sure she was wonderful.\"

\"What about your mum, and dad?\" Bella got a huge smile as she opened her mouth, the back door swung open, Molly\'s round frame stood in the doorway.

\"Come inside this instant! The two of ya will catch the cold! come on, inside..hop to it! I\'ve got cocoa waiting!\" Molly waited for Bella to walk back inside, while holding the door for Remus. Remus and Bella sat across from each other during the large Cocoa gather that had commensed at their enterance of the kitchen. Glancing at each other every few minutes to catch a smile, and a blush.