Bridgitte Hunt

[BRIDGITTE HORTENSIA HUNT]

Cause now I'm breaking at the britches,And at the end of all your lies.

EIGHTEEN - PUREBLOOD – SLYTHERIN - ANASTASIA IVANOVA

Bridgitte Hortenisa Hunt
A- Is for AGATHA a first love. Strange bond between a girl, and a wild crow. I still to this day have one of her ink black tail feathers locked in my box of mementos. Agatha was a lesson that love is not a right but earned. That at times trust is offered only when a patient nature has been established.

B- Is for BEAUTY as it is luxury that shouldn’t be squandered; because like everything priceless it too is temporary and likely to fade.

C- Is for CAERPHILLY is a place that I have called home for the past eighteen years. I smell fresh rain on grass and I think of the fields of Caerphilly, I think of fresh cheese spread on biscuits, I think of brighter times with my sister.

D- Is for DOLLS I have a rather impressive collection of dolls. It is best hoped you never become one of them..

E- Is for Elm A Dutch Elm wood is the body of my wand.

F- Is for the FINICKY eater that I am.

G- Is for GIRLS.

Girls….. Girls… GIRLSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS.
“I don’t think he is done swearing.” Bridgitte’s inquisitive gray eyes flickered to her sisters tawny brown eyes. Looking for reassurance. “Shake him. That got him going last time.” She watched as her sister’s speckled nose crinkled as a mischievous smile broke wide revealing smile that reminded her of a the Jack O’ Lantern they carved for the center piece that sat proudly on the dinner table.

Hanna gave the knotted age spotted dirt coated gnome a good shaking. They watched in amused apprehension as the disgusting thing broke wind blowing Hanna’s auburn hair off her shoulders causing her to drop the gnome head first into the well.

Bridgitte found herself thrown back a few steps as she watched her sister fan the green cloud of that lingered from the disgusting gnome. One hand over her mouth as Hanna sputtered and gagged and coughed, as her hand flapped feverishly trying to push that murky olive green cloud that lingered in the air back.

“Oh tell me you didn’t get any of that in your mouth. It smells like burnt broccoli.”

Bridgitte went around the other side of the well and offered a hand to her younger sister to keep her from falling her wand pulled going to blow the lingering odor away, when Hannah’s voice stopped her. Her brow arched high..

“Why ever on earth would you want keep such a thing?”

Their answer came swift as their mother’s voice broke the silent pondering of bored minds. GIRLSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS… BRIDGITTE HORTENSIA HUNT, HANNA ANAIS HUNT GET IN THIS HOUSE RIGHT THIS MINUTE AND TELL ME WHY YOUR LITTLE BROTHER IS BLUE WITH A TAIL.. WHAT HAVE YOU GIRLS DONE TO HIM NOW.
Bridgitte’s mind clicked, and it was her turn to offer that wickedly mischievous smile..

“You still have them bottles right… I know exactly what to do with this… Taken a glass bottle she with her wand began to push the odor in the bottles filling the clear glass with its olive green haze.

Remmy might have gotten her in trouble but she would get him back as he would spend the better part of a the next week smelling of rotten burnt broccoli to the point that his mother was forced to hose him off in the back of the house every day before dinner till the little viles ran dry which in the hands of Bridgitte Hunt was little more than a weeks’ worth of time when dealing with the tattling ways of her little brother.


H- Is for HANNA the middle of three.

I- Is for INGRID SHANNON who missed three broaches, and two boyfriends because of me.

J- Is for JUNIPER GLOOM which Marks the grave of a not so Unknown.

K- Is for KELPIES

“Kelpies, Surely you jest. This lake was cleaned out their sorts ages ago.. Dad said so” Bridgitte nodded with a firm nod.. Her glance flickering to her sisters who was still looking over the side of the pier poking the surface of the lake with a twig she had confiscated from a nearby tree to fashion herself a makeshift wand.

‘Don’t know Bridge, It looks suspicious heard that Kelpies took off with that babe from Buckuisin last summer.. Then again if that is the case perhaps we should push Aphrodite in just to keep you safe.'

The only thing cold about the summer in Greenhaven Camp for young witches, and wizards was the frosted look the two Hunt sisters were giving that moron Aphrodite Cattermole when the witch suggested that neither Sister were strong or fast enough a swimmer to make it to the docks on the other side of the lake.
“You might not be strong enough, but you were not smart enough to figure out that rune that Loki sent all of us. “ It was rude, and snide but it got Aphrodite to shut up so it her rudeness was at the very least productive. 

“I’m going for it.” Bridgitte smiled wickedly and took a classic diving pose and was ready to spring when she heard her brother’s voice call out from behind her. “Your bound drown. I’m not saving your hide this time Bridge. “ She was about to dive when he stole her attention, she broke from her diving stance and turned to look at him. Noting that he was not dressed for swimming, and his normally cracking voice was hitched with a horse tone that suggested he was coming down with an illness. Her eyes flickered to Hanna looking for the support that she knew would be there, and like she assumed she watched Hanna roll her dark eyes and give her a wide smile and a thumbs up.. Remmy took offense, and told Hanna to stop encouraging stupidity.

“I’m a stronger swimmer than you. “ She said pointedly and took her stance again her glance more determined, than before. “I’m not too young. “With that she dived off the small wooden dock, the water held all the obvious signs of that should have told her she was being stupid. The initial shock from the water’s chill was enough to send a wave of panic threw Bridgitte’s stomach it caused her body to cease up and grip her abdominal muscles squeezing all air out of her lungs. 

Okay it is cold. GET OVER IT, You must go though. You have to kick and push or they will laugh at you. HE will laugh at you. The very thought of her brother’s disappointment was a horrible thought, as she wasn’t used to seeing a look of disappointment, or anything that resembling disapproval. 
Forcing herself forward her eyes peeking open to take in the murky darkness of that lake, she pushed the air out her nose slowly as she threw her hands forward cupping her finger tips and throwing that water behind her, as she cut her path in the water silently hoping she is heading in a direct path to the pier on the other side of the lake. 

She managed to get at the very least a few good feet before her lungs ran dry forcing her to surface and with a quick draw from the clean air she submerged again determined and persistent as ever her mind only on her goal, her mind focused slowly on reaching the other side. She didn’t feel the un-naturally cold slimy fingers pull around her ankle till its grip tighten to a near cutting hold. 

Bridgitte eyes opened shocked and horrified as she sunk lower and lower into the depths of the lake a prisoner to the thing that held her ankle. Its hold felt like steamed greens slimy and gross, it was a feeling that she assumed was delicate and fragile and easy to break. She kicked hard against its hold and was released upon being released she swam as fast as she could toward the light of the lake’s surface. 

Her fingers reached the top of the water and broke free she followed after and got far enough to let out a terror filled scream.. “Help me there is something in the lake, it had m__________” Just as she got the word out she was dragged back beneath the lake this time she felt its teeth bite into the soft flesh of her thigh. 

Her eyes wide and wild she tried to punch at the thing her eyes meeting two crimson red eyes gleaming blood red even in the darkness of the lakes depth feeling the last bubble of water rush from her nose and a few seconds later her head throbbing as her surrounding faded to black, the blood red eyes chasing her into her subconscious as she heard something cut through the water, and an eerie inhuman cry was the last thing she heard before she passed out. Bridgitte did not know that the Kelpie had released her and why. All she knew was she had taken up to her Brother Remmy glaring down at her he more angry with her than she ever remembered him being angry with anyone. 

Looking at him his similar grey eyes glaring down at her, he glowered. “BRIDGITTE HORTENSIA HUNT, YOU HAVE TO BE THE STUIPIDIEST WITCH OF OUR AGES…” Bridgitte’s grey eyes flickered down over her younger brother as he stood there soaking wet and shivering. “Jumping into a bloody lake filled with KELPIES, You were almost killed. Bridgitte . “Looking at him she frowned “ You wouldn’t let me.. Die. Your aim is as good as ever. Remmy”


Bridgitte had expected to that to be the end of whatever act of discipline that her brother had in mind, as normally all it took was for an ego soothing compliment rattled off in his direction to get him to forgive her for whatever wrongs she was guilty of. 

Bridgitte expected a roll of an eye, and a sigh of annoyance. So when she felt his hands strong hands seize her chin, and the harsh way he pulled her glance to his. She was horrified as he had till then never laid a finger on her in a manner that she disapproved of. Her cheeks burned with fresh blush as she glared up at him as his similar grey eye locked with her, the way his tone lowered to a near ice cold tone that reminded her of her father’s harsh tone, she felt the grip on her chin tighten painfully till it she was sure it was about to leave finger prints, she pushed her glance to his, as she felt his breath on cheek the pain and fear in his eye. “You could have died, You idiot.. Don’t you ever disobey me again, when it concerns the safety of you and Hanna or I’ll tan your hide myself?”


With his bit said he jerked away from her, as if nothing had transpired he left her laying there in the fading light trembling, head hurting, and drowsy. It would be a full week before Bridgitte would hear so much as a greeting from her brother, when he finally did forgive her she promised herself she would never ever again displease him on purpose. She had no idea that as she grew older keeping that promise would become more difficult keep.

L- Is for LOVE which is never unconditional.

M- Is for MALCIOUS intentions which are best when sealed behind deceptive offers of friendships.

N- Is for NEEDLES something I still to this day have a strong fear of.

O- Is for OLDEST.

P- Is for Pearls of wisdom, need some all you need do is ask.

Q- IS for QUARRELS that happen with family

R- REMMY

“Rem”

She had seen them by accident, Remmy was normally very obvious in his pursuits of women, but catching him in that abandon classroom with Catlyn Merryweather was very uncomfortable, her re-action was not good. She knew as much because of the way that Catlyn had blushed and apologized to Remmy and adjusted her clothes before she slipped from the classroom avoiding looking at Bridgitte at all costs to the point when she passed Bridgitte she was looking only at the floor.

Remmy was attempting to straighten himself out as she lit into him not waiting or being respectful enough to advert her glance as he zipped is pants up. “She is a MUGGLE born” Her voice lowered to a near hiss as she rounded on him her face red. “Have you lost your mind completely? Merlin forget your mind Have you lost your self-respect Remmy.”


She wasn’t ready to watch him turn a light pale sickly looking look that he normally only reserved for when their father chastised him. “Don’t you dare look at me like I just shot your owl, I’m just looking out for you, do you even know what father will do to you if he found out, hell what he would do to her and her family?”
He tucked his shirt in and straighten his jacket running a hand threw his dark hair that was still frumpled from where Catlyn had obviously ran her hands he looked at her, and pinched his nose. Before replying with the common. “Don’t get your knickers in a knot sis. He won’t find out if you don’t tell him.“

Frowning knowing that he was obviously deceived by her pretty face she felt it was her duty as his sister to remind him of the cost of such venture. “ Father will disown you... “ Remmy gave a roll of his eye. “Please Bridge for all extensive purposes he already has. This girl is not going to push him, and even if she does she is worth it… “ 

Her eyes narrowed knowing that he wasn't thinking with his mind, the threat of what would happen if she was caught in the bed of a muggle, or muggle born ran freshly threw her mind. “This is how squibs are made, you bloody buffoon. You fornicate with a muggle born and it results in a child. That child will be cursed. For Merlin sakes Remmy think of Maude. She didn’t ask to be like that. Had she had abilities imagine what she could have been? “ IT was a low blow to use the house keeper that that all grown up knowning and loving for her kind nature, and sadly grown up to pity because she was only a squib.


Remmy hushed her immediately “You sound just like Grandmother. When she was giving you the talk, you ever stop to think that it’s all tricks, look around at all the halfblood’s we have at the school they didn’t sprout from a freaking cabbage patch Bridge.. You know it as well as I, that there is nothing different between us. I’ve seen the way you look at them study them, have you ever found that mythical flaw. Hell Filch comes from an entirely wizarding family, and look at him. Not to mention she is a bloody mudblood.. You don't even know her enough to make that assumption..“She didn't want to give credit to his argument or really fight with him on it, as arguing didn't serve a purpose when it came to protecting him from himself. Instead she went for the obvious argument. “If you believed that you would be open with your relationship instead of stowing it away in the depths of some abandon classroom. Think of her. Does she deserve this? Would you tolerate it if someone treated me with such disregard to only be with me in private, to have to sneak around with my relationship? I know it is your own doing that your handling it this way, she has nothing to hide. Can you honestly stand there bold as brass and say the same thing? You’ll be the one taking the mark when you leave this place do you think it will be tolerated that you have her as a wife?” She saw the question in his glance. “You keep up with this relationship you will only hurt her in the end. It’s not fair to her to put her threw the public humiliation of being publically jilted, because of her blood status. “ Seeing the panic in her brothers glance she winced. “You know I won’t’ say a word about it to father or anyone else but this. This Remmy is treading on shallow ground, you keep stepping and you will eventually fall threw, and more than likely take her with you.” With those simple words she ended her brother’s relationship, as there was no fighting with truth about ones one flawed character.

S- Is for SOMETHING that is three lettered word that I’m not allowed to have till I have a ring on my finger and Promise to my heart.

T- Is for TRUTH that is sometimes withheld.

U- Is for Un-CIVIL hands that do the work do of Un-civil thoughts.

V- Is for VULNERABLE to her sister, whom she still loves.

W- Is for WINTER months are upon her now.

X- Is for EXTRA attentions required for passing herbology.. SHE HATES PLANTS.

Y- Is for YOUNGER siblings worry her now.

Z- Is for ZEALOUS actions that will only end with blood on my hands.