Wandering

Fia made quick eye contact with Bruin, it was nice to know that someone was on her side. She glared back at Bellatrix, her hand at her waist where her wand was...waiting to see what would happen.
 
"I'm the fool?" she gave a laugh. "I'm not so naive to know that mudbloods have not near enough power as we pure bloods, plus we'll survive. Knowing the right people and getting the respect that we do, I'm sure they won't last long."
 
"And where's the proof of that?" Fia asked Bellatrix. "Have you ever heard of Hermione Granger? She was a Muggle Born and a fantastic witch, much better than most."
 
"Oh, I've heard of her sadly unlike pure blood wizards she will never get into books and will soon die off and be forgotten." she said.
 
"Have you ever noticed," Fia said, haughtily, "That almost every pure blood wizard and witch written in a history book is there because of the horrible things they did in their lifetime? And the ones written in for their the good things they did, didn't put down Muggle-Borns and Muggles. The most famous, of course, being Albus Dumbledore, the most powerful wizard of the age."
 
"That cracpot old fool besides that doesn't really matter. I know I am better then any mudblood person, it a shame their are so many. They deserve to be dead disgracing the name of wizard as they do. Any day now I am sure well start having filthy muggles introduced to our world, why just have their mixed blood children?" Bellatrix remarked pulling out her wand. "But truly it is their parents fault being so stupid to fall in love with a muggle, must be desperate."
 
"Don't you dare insult Albus Dumbledore," Fiammetta whispered, menacingly, imitating Bellatrix and pulling out her wand. "And are you now saying that you are also better than half-bloods?" Fia's blood was boiling.
 
"Oh yes, those filthy little muggle parent children. It's horrible for the magical side of the family to live with such a thing."
 
"The magical part of my family," realizing the personal thing sshe had just said she attempted to fix it, "Their families, love them just as much as they would if they were pure blooded."
 
"Your family eh? Well I didn't mean they didn't love you just that it must be horrible having to live with the muggle filth." Bellatrix said.
 
Fia held her wand higher, losing patience...fast. "Muggle filth? What's filthy is the way pure bloods like you treat Muggles."
 
Fia laughed. "Generosity?" she said, incredulously, "What generosity, all you think of is yourselves."
 
"No, thats where your wrong, I think of the people worth thinking of. Like purebloods... well most of them anyway. At least not the blood traitors." she said.
 
"You're a real piece of work, did you know that?" Fiammetta said. "You talk of blood traitors, making them sound like filth. They're the ones with true generosity. They think of everyone, purebloods, muggleborns, and muggles."
 
Fia glared at Bellatrix, she was disgusted by her behavior. "I suppose you're up for murdering all the Muggleborns and Muggles, then. Or do you just want to make them slaves to you?"
 
"Oh no never a slave, house elves do that perfectly well and I don't want to put them out of a job." she said.
 
"You're horrible," Fia said, disgusted. She had read about House Elves and found their abuse to be perfectly awful.
 
Fiammetta caught the fake kindness and was infuriated. "Yes," she said, "I am a half blood. And I'm proud to be one. I'd rather be a half blood and a good person any day." Once again, Fia found her wand raising higher.
 
"Pity you think that way..." she gave a little laugh again. "Are you going to do anything with that wand or what? It seems kind of pointless for you to stand there with it out like that. Oh wait I'm sorry, I don't know if half bloods know how to use wands."
 
"We certainly do know how to use a wand," Fia responded, angrily, pink and gold sparks shooting from hers. 'I just haven't learned any useful spells yet,' she thought to herself.
 
'Great,' Fia thought, 'I haven't learned any jinxs, I'll just have to show simple magic.' "Alright," she looked around and saw the library book she had borrowed was slipping out of its cover. She directed her wand at it "Reparo!" The book reatached to its cover. She smiled to herself, inwardly grateful that the spell had worked, she being fairly new to magic.
 
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