The Black Rose

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Chapter 4: The Slytherin Prince Returns

It was now the first day of classes. Draco awoke half expecting to be back in the catacombs. It was a restless night for him. He got up and got ready for the first class of the day: Newt Potions.

It was a small class, about 8. "Well, hello everyone, welcome back to Hogwarts," Slughorn boomed, "today we are going to start a potion that will take 30 days to complete.

I'm going to put you in pairs, alright then," he said looking at his list.

"How about MacMillion and Granger, Potter and Adure, Malfoy and Zabini, Abott and Flinch-Fletchy."

Harry glanced at Roslyn and went to join her.

"Um, hey," Harry said awkwardly.

Roslyn looked at him, "have a seat, what is your name?"

It took Harry a second to realize what she asked him....she really didn't know?

"I'm Harry...Harry Potter," he said as if awaiting her reaction.

But it never came.

"I'm Roslyn Adure," she said opening he potions book.

Confused, Harry followed suit.

Realizing he was out of earshot, Harry said, "Look Roslyn, about Malfoy, there was a reason that happened."

She looked at him waiting for an explanation.

"You see, last year, there was an incident involving Malfoy and..." Harry didn't know how to explain it without going into great detail.

"Well, he was a death eater," Harry said waiting for her to comprehend why he jumped Malfoy.

Harry became very disconcerted when she asked, "What is a Death Eater?"

"Are you serious?" Harry asked in horror.

She looked at him and smiled, "I'm new to your world Harry."

Harry couldn't believe it, that's why she had no idea who he was.

"Wow," Harry said, "I've got a lot of catching you up on then."

All of the sudden, there was an uproar form the other side of the classroom.
Draco groaned as he heard Zabini's name. "Great," he thought.

Draco looked towards Blaise who looked equally unpleased. Grudgingly, Draco grabbed his stuff putting it down next to Blaise.

"Let's just get this over with," Draco said.

Blaise glared at him, "I don't want to work with a blood traitor."

Draco felt his muscles tense.

"Your weaker than I am and you know it. You're a puppet who has no control over his life. And if I were a blood traitor, why would I remain the cold blooded, merciless Slytherin that I am?" Draco stated in a deadly manner.

"Weaker? How am I weaker exactly. You couldn't even kill a lowly blood traitor. You didn't have what it takes," Blaise said forcing Draco's face to harden.

"No Blaise, you didn't have what it take. I made my own choice and became my own master. As I recall, you had a bit of a soft spot for the mudblood you took the life of, quite brutally I must say," Draco whispered leaning on the desk.

Draco had finally pushed Blaise past his tolerance level. He stood up so fast he knocked over the chair shouting at Draco, "I did what you couldn't." Breathing heavily, Blaise stormed out of the room, Draco's eyes following him out. Draco sighed. Somehow he felt guilty for letting Blaise go through with it. He knew he loved the girl and had kept it a secret as best he could. But he knew Blaise would have died had he not done it...Then he should have died, Draco thought bitterly.

Looking up, Draco realized the class was staring at him.

"Well, I guess were going to have to assign new partners," Slughorn chuckled nervously.

Harry looked at Draco with a new perspective. He wondered how Draco had survived after openly denying his side.

Harry turned to look at Roslyn who was studying him.

"You know what that was all about don't you?" she asked.

Harry looked at her admiring her perception, "Yeah, I know," Harry replied darkly.

Slughorn released them shortly mumbling something about "dangerous students."

Roslyn quickly gathered her things and said, "See ya Harry," before retreating to her dorm. Most of the seventh years had a free period before their next class. As Roslyn made her way down the corridor, she realized she forgot her Potions book. Turning around, she slammed right into Malfoy.

"Watch it, Black," Malfoy said beneath his breath so only Roslyn could hear. She narrowed her eyes at him as he walked on.

Roslyn completely forgot why she had turned around and went to her dormitory. In order for her to adjust to Hogwarts easier, the Headmistress had given her the seventh years Honour dorm. She loved it. It was rich in deep shades of purple and blue. She had a balcony and large windows with curtains that touched the floor. Roslyn fell onto her canopy bed and looked at her locket. It was the only thing that was truly hers. She was told her mother left it for her as a child. She never took it off, but kept it concealed within her robes.

Draco watched as Roslyn walked down the corridor in front of him. He knew he could not be involved with her. Not even once, he thought bitterly. He took in her perfect figure. He was drawn to her. Without realizing her turning around he walked into her knocking her down. He chose to act as his usual self and continued on.

"Hey Draco," Melanie, a seventh year Slytherin said placing her hand on Draco's side, "why don't you come back to my dorm for a little bit," she whispered in his ear.

Smirking Draco said, "Why don't you come to mine?" Draco led her to his dorm then shut and locked the door. Melanie was amazed at his dorm. Taking advantage of her distraction, Draco grabbed her and thrust her into the door saying, "Your not here for the scenery," before seducing her lips. Melanie ran her hands through Draco's hair as he grabbed her waist and pushed her back onto his bed. In seconds Draco removed her robes, shirt and bra, and continued to her jeans. As Draco kissed her neck and grazed her breasts, she took off his robes and unbuttoned his shirt to reveal his exceptional body.

"Draco," she murmured sexily as she rubbed her hands down his chest and started to release the clasp on his pants. Draco now had a full erection and pulled off her panties, but before he got them all the way off there was a soft knock on the door.

"Damn it," Draco said as he looked at the door. "Who the hell could that be," he thought.

Pissed off, Draco got up and opened the door slightly not bothering to redress.

Draco was shocked to see a beautiful Roslyn waiting patiently at the door. She looked up and noticed Draco' s improper attire and became visibly uncomfortable.

"Um.. I uh," she stammered.

Draco's expression hardened, "what?"

Looking at him angrily, Roslyn threw a piece of parchment at his feet and stormed off.

Draco picked up the parchment and raised an eyebrow. It was his name written in beautiful gothic scripture with a dragon in the background. He took a moment to set it on his bookcase before his throbbing erection took precedence.

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Meanwhile, Harry and Hermione sat in the Gryffindor common room.

"Harry, I see what you mean about her, she is very familiar," Hermione said.

"Hermione, she didn't even know who I was," Harry stated matter-of-factly.

"Really strange, I'll look into it," she said.

After a brief hour of relaxation Harry and Hermione went to their next classes.

"What do you have Harry," Hermione asked as they walked down the corridor.

"I decided to take Care of Magical Creatures to talk to Hagrid," Harry said, "and you?"

"I have Arithmancy. Well see you Harry," Hermione said turning the corner.

As Hermione got to the classroom she saw Roslyn and took a seat next to her.

"Hey Roslyn," Hermione said brightly.

"Hi," she replied distantly.

"What's the matter," Hermione asked, noticing her tone.

"Oh, its nothing really, I just sort of...well, distirbed Draco," she finsihed trying to be modest.

Hermione laughed, "Well get used to it, he'll have four different girls in there a week. That's pretty much what Draco is known for. I hear he's quite a ride, but don't expect to see him with the same girl twice. Honestly, I don't know what he'll do when he runs out of pureblood whores."

Roslyn looked at Hermione disgusted with herself for finding him attractive.

"So, where are you from," Hermione asked.

"I'm from Manhattan," Roslyn said.

"Oh, is your family there?" Hermione asked.

"No, I was, well... I took care of myself, at least until your late Headmaster located me and told me of Hogwarts," she replied.

The two girls slowly got to know each other and Hermione found it strange that she was in Slytherin house.

"So Draco is a pureblood?" Roslyn asked.

Hermione nodded, "'and very bloody proud."

At this Draco entered, soon followed by Melanie and took his seat. Draco glared at Roslyn who ignored him.

After class, Hermione invited Roslyn to her room to talk more which she agreed to. Hermione smiled and left to find Harry and Ron.

As Roslyn left the room, Draco called after her, "Hey Black."

Roslyn stopped and turned, "Why are you calling me that?"

Draco stopped before her looking into her eyes. Finally reality sunk in. She didn't know. She really thought she was a mudblood.

"Where did you learn your hand?" Draco asked.

"I taught myself," she said as she began to walk away. Draco quickly grabbed her arm and pulled her close.

"You'd do well to remember not to walk away from me," he said releasing her roughly, walking away form her, leaving Roslyn to stare at his back furiously.

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