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When a rose grows thorns
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Harry Potter › Het - Male/Female
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Harry Potter › Het - Male/Female
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
12
Views:
2,189
Reviews:
3
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
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I do not own Harry Potter, nor any of the characters from the books or movies. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
jumping to conclusions
DISCLAIMER: jo, jo, jo, all is her’s but the thorny chick!
CHAPTER FOUR
Harry threw his bag into the corner of the train compartment that he shared with his best friend Ron. Hermione was another compartment with Ginny and Rose, talking about ‘girly stuff’ as they put it. He was trying to concentrate on reading the instructions of the ‘Flying Turnip Essence’ that Fred and George Weasley had given him when the door burst open, shattering the windows glass. In the doorway stood Draco Malfoy and his two cronies, Crabbe and Goyle, with Pansy Parkinson flitting around behind them. They moved into the compartment and sat down on the opposite bench to the two friends. Draco smirked while Pansy locked the door and drew the curtains.
“Well, well, Potty and Weasel. Old friends together again. I hear the mudblood has a cousin starting this year, I guess we can’t call her ‘mudblood’ anymore? Never mind, I’m still going to. Where is the long-molared one and her mutant cousin anyway? Ditch you did they?”
Harry glared at the Slytherin’s before him with contempt,
“Hermione and Rose are talking with Ginny, if you so desperately need to know.”
“Ah yes, Weaselette. I forgot about the latest addition to your army of gnomes.”
Harry jumped to his feet as Ron drew his wand at Malfoy. However, Pansy already had hers pointed at Harry’s forehead and Malfoy threw a hex at Ron, sticking him face first to the ceiling. Malfoy stood up and walked around to where Harry stood,
“So Potter? I think you’re out of time now. No Dumbledore after Snape threw him over the wall. No mudblood to cast a spell. What are you going to do?”
“Harry! Do you -” Rose rattled the door handle from the outside. “Harry? What’s going on? Are you okay? Open the door!”
Malfoy looked over at the source of the noise and then back at Harry. Grinning evilly he quickly yanked the door open and Rose fell in. He stared at the girl on the floor, she was wearing a white camisole, denim skirt and flip-flops. Her hair was dishevelled from the fall but that only made her look more appealing. She looked up at him, her enormous sapphire eyes burning with anger at the sight before her. Draco felt himself recoil from the impact of her venomous gaze. Rose slowly got up, wincing as the broken glass on the floor bit into her legs, and held onto the doorframe.
“What the hell is going on? And who the fuck are you?” She demanded of Malfoy.
“Draco Malfoy. And you are?”
“Rose. Leave Harry and Ron alone, you monster!”
Malfoy laughed and threw a hex at her, Rose dodged it and kicked out at him. His wand went flying across the room and rolled to the end of the table. Malfoy looked up in shock and then grinned at the flushed goddess before him
“Lovely red panties, maybe you’ll show me some more next time?” He drawled.
“As if, ferret-face!” Rose lifted her wand and pointed it at his face. “You’ll just have to dream about me instead.”
Harry stood next to Rose and also pointed his wand at the intruders. His voice shook with anger,
“Get out Malfoy. Before I permanently scar your face.”
The Slytherin’s slowly filed out of the compartment, Pansy lingered behind for a second and glared at Rose.
“Keep your filthy hands off my Drakie.” She snarled.
Rose yawned openly and then stared Pansy in the eye as she hit her with a wordless jinx. The Slytherin girl yowled in pain as her eyebrows turned fuchsia and grew to astonishing lengths in an eye blink. Harry stood there, mouth agape as Rose turned to him with a sheepish look on her face.
“Sorry! Couldn’t resist! Let’s get your mate fixed up, that nose bleed looks awful.”
Harry pointed his wand at Ron on the ceiling and he crashed back down to the floor; they all winced.
“Sorry Ron!” Harry told his unconscious friend. “Oops!”
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A/N: I know it’s a slow beginning but I hate stories that begin in the middle of the plot! Twill all be worth reading in the end peeps! -x- please review!
CHAPTER FOUR
Harry threw his bag into the corner of the train compartment that he shared with his best friend Ron. Hermione was another compartment with Ginny and Rose, talking about ‘girly stuff’ as they put it. He was trying to concentrate on reading the instructions of the ‘Flying Turnip Essence’ that Fred and George Weasley had given him when the door burst open, shattering the windows glass. In the doorway stood Draco Malfoy and his two cronies, Crabbe and Goyle, with Pansy Parkinson flitting around behind them. They moved into the compartment and sat down on the opposite bench to the two friends. Draco smirked while Pansy locked the door and drew the curtains.
“Well, well, Potty and Weasel. Old friends together again. I hear the mudblood has a cousin starting this year, I guess we can’t call her ‘mudblood’ anymore? Never mind, I’m still going to. Where is the long-molared one and her mutant cousin anyway? Ditch you did they?”
Harry glared at the Slytherin’s before him with contempt,
“Hermione and Rose are talking with Ginny, if you so desperately need to know.”
“Ah yes, Weaselette. I forgot about the latest addition to your army of gnomes.”
Harry jumped to his feet as Ron drew his wand at Malfoy. However, Pansy already had hers pointed at Harry’s forehead and Malfoy threw a hex at Ron, sticking him face first to the ceiling. Malfoy stood up and walked around to where Harry stood,
“So Potter? I think you’re out of time now. No Dumbledore after Snape threw him over the wall. No mudblood to cast a spell. What are you going to do?”
“Harry! Do you -” Rose rattled the door handle from the outside. “Harry? What’s going on? Are you okay? Open the door!”
Malfoy looked over at the source of the noise and then back at Harry. Grinning evilly he quickly yanked the door open and Rose fell in. He stared at the girl on the floor, she was wearing a white camisole, denim skirt and flip-flops. Her hair was dishevelled from the fall but that only made her look more appealing. She looked up at him, her enormous sapphire eyes burning with anger at the sight before her. Draco felt himself recoil from the impact of her venomous gaze. Rose slowly got up, wincing as the broken glass on the floor bit into her legs, and held onto the doorframe.
“What the hell is going on? And who the fuck are you?” She demanded of Malfoy.
“Draco Malfoy. And you are?”
“Rose. Leave Harry and Ron alone, you monster!”
Malfoy laughed and threw a hex at her, Rose dodged it and kicked out at him. His wand went flying across the room and rolled to the end of the table. Malfoy looked up in shock and then grinned at the flushed goddess before him
“Lovely red panties, maybe you’ll show me some more next time?” He drawled.
“As if, ferret-face!” Rose lifted her wand and pointed it at his face. “You’ll just have to dream about me instead.”
Harry stood next to Rose and also pointed his wand at the intruders. His voice shook with anger,
“Get out Malfoy. Before I permanently scar your face.”
The Slytherin’s slowly filed out of the compartment, Pansy lingered behind for a second and glared at Rose.
“Keep your filthy hands off my Drakie.” She snarled.
Rose yawned openly and then stared Pansy in the eye as she hit her with a wordless jinx. The Slytherin girl yowled in pain as her eyebrows turned fuchsia and grew to astonishing lengths in an eye blink. Harry stood there, mouth agape as Rose turned to him with a sheepish look on her face.
“Sorry! Couldn’t resist! Let’s get your mate fixed up, that nose bleed looks awful.”
Harry pointed his wand at Ron on the ceiling and he crashed back down to the floor; they all winced.
“Sorry Ron!” Harry told his unconscious friend. “Oops!”
-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-
A/N: I know it’s a slow beginning but I hate stories that begin in the middle of the plot! Twill all be worth reading in the end peeps! -x- please review!