When a rose grows thorns
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Harry Potter › Het - Male/Female
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
12
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2,292
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3
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the first hurdle
DISCLAIMER: I owe it all to jo. And Rose.
CHAPTER 5
Rose sat on the bench in Harry and Ron’s compartment; kicking her flip-flops off she put her feet up on the table. Slowly, she began to pick out the pieces of glass from the broken window which had become embedded in her legs after her tussle with the Malfoy boy. His ice-chip eyes burned in her mind with a vengeance, slowly eating away at her thought on the world around her. His smooth blond hair and the way it fell into his eyes, so cute! And that body -
“What am I thinking?!” She muttered under her breath.
“What was that Rose?”
She looked up into a pair of concerned, warm, green eyes. Harry hissed in sympathy at the cuts on her legs, he took her hands away from them and held them.
“Thank you, for what you did just then. I’ll never forget that I’m in your debt.”
Rose just smiled and squeezed his hands gently. She looked back at her legs and winced as she drew out another sliver of glass from her knee. Harry watched her face as she finally just drew her wand,
“ACCIO GLASS!” She yelled and pointed her wand at the table while scrunching her face in anticipation.
The glass shot from her legs and drove into the wooden surface of the table like little blood-red missiles. She gasped in pain as tiny rivulets of blood began to run freely down her legs; Harry quickly balled up his robe and placed it against them. Just then, the door opened and Ginny and Hermione walked in. They gasped at the sight before them; then Hermione swiftly mended the window, collecting the glass back from the table. Ginny ran over to her brother where he lay on the other bench.
“What happened?” She asked quietly.
Harry looked at them both and spat out one word,
“Malfoy.”
“What about him? Surely, you and Ron could have taken him.”
Harry quickly went through the whole story, just as he got to the part about Rose arriving there was a knock at the door. Seamus, Dean and Neville stood there out of breath; they stumbled into the room.
“We heard ‘bout Malfoy. Came soon as we could.” Dean panted.
Then all three of them stared at Rose, she could feel their eyes on her without looking. Hermione followed their eyes and grinned,
“Guys, this is my cousin, Rose.”
Rose looked up at the three newcomers and smiled warmly. Giving them a little wave she returned to the book that Harry had just given her. The boys were talking in hushed tones, suddenly, Seamus stepped forward.
“Are you in Gryffindor?” He asked attentively.
“Yes. Uncle made sure I was sorted into a house before his time came. He knew when something was going to happen.”
“Uncle?”
“Yes. Professor Dumbledore? He was my great uncle, I loved him dearly. It’s hard to believe that he’s gone. It’s now up to me to continue in his stead, that’s why I’ve been appointed Head Girl.”
Hermione looked up and Rose saw a brief look of dismay pass across her face before a smile beamed at her.
“I’m so glad its you. If it couldn’t of been me then I’m glad they kept it in the family!” She laughed.
Ginny shifted from foot to foot nervously.
“You do know who the Head Boy is? Right?” She asked.
Everyone looked at her with interest; Rose shook her head.
“Draco Malfoy.”
Rose looked up from checking the healing charm she had placed on her legs to see her cousin’s eyes narrow with hatred. All the warmth in the compartment disappeared in an instant through the chasm in the school unity. Now Rose understood why she had been told to come to Hogwart’s in her final year, it wasn’t just to be Head Girl, it was to unite the school against the future. A future her great uncle had died trying to save. A future her parent’s had died trying to save. And now it was up to her to fix it before it was too late.
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A/N: any hints or comments would be most welcome, that way i can see what really makes people tick -x-
CHAPTER 5
Rose sat on the bench in Harry and Ron’s compartment; kicking her flip-flops off she put her feet up on the table. Slowly, she began to pick out the pieces of glass from the broken window which had become embedded in her legs after her tussle with the Malfoy boy. His ice-chip eyes burned in her mind with a vengeance, slowly eating away at her thought on the world around her. His smooth blond hair and the way it fell into his eyes, so cute! And that body -
“What am I thinking?!” She muttered under her breath.
“What was that Rose?”
She looked up into a pair of concerned, warm, green eyes. Harry hissed in sympathy at the cuts on her legs, he took her hands away from them and held them.
“Thank you, for what you did just then. I’ll never forget that I’m in your debt.”
Rose just smiled and squeezed his hands gently. She looked back at her legs and winced as she drew out another sliver of glass from her knee. Harry watched her face as she finally just drew her wand,
“ACCIO GLASS!” She yelled and pointed her wand at the table while scrunching her face in anticipation.
The glass shot from her legs and drove into the wooden surface of the table like little blood-red missiles. She gasped in pain as tiny rivulets of blood began to run freely down her legs; Harry quickly balled up his robe and placed it against them. Just then, the door opened and Ginny and Hermione walked in. They gasped at the sight before them; then Hermione swiftly mended the window, collecting the glass back from the table. Ginny ran over to her brother where he lay on the other bench.
“What happened?” She asked quietly.
Harry looked at them both and spat out one word,
“Malfoy.”
“What about him? Surely, you and Ron could have taken him.”
Harry quickly went through the whole story, just as he got to the part about Rose arriving there was a knock at the door. Seamus, Dean and Neville stood there out of breath; they stumbled into the room.
“We heard ‘bout Malfoy. Came soon as we could.” Dean panted.
Then all three of them stared at Rose, she could feel their eyes on her without looking. Hermione followed their eyes and grinned,
“Guys, this is my cousin, Rose.”
Rose looked up at the three newcomers and smiled warmly. Giving them a little wave she returned to the book that Harry had just given her. The boys were talking in hushed tones, suddenly, Seamus stepped forward.
“Are you in Gryffindor?” He asked attentively.
“Yes. Uncle made sure I was sorted into a house before his time came. He knew when something was going to happen.”
“Uncle?”
“Yes. Professor Dumbledore? He was my great uncle, I loved him dearly. It’s hard to believe that he’s gone. It’s now up to me to continue in his stead, that’s why I’ve been appointed Head Girl.”
Hermione looked up and Rose saw a brief look of dismay pass across her face before a smile beamed at her.
“I’m so glad its you. If it couldn’t of been me then I’m glad they kept it in the family!” She laughed.
Ginny shifted from foot to foot nervously.
“You do know who the Head Boy is? Right?” She asked.
Everyone looked at her with interest; Rose shook her head.
“Draco Malfoy.”
Rose looked up from checking the healing charm she had placed on her legs to see her cousin’s eyes narrow with hatred. All the warmth in the compartment disappeared in an instant through the chasm in the school unity. Now Rose understood why she had been told to come to Hogwart’s in her final year, it wasn’t just to be Head Girl, it was to unite the school against the future. A future her great uncle had died trying to save. A future her parent’s had died trying to save. And now it was up to her to fix it before it was too late.
-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-x-x-x-x-x-
A/N: any hints or comments would be most welcome, that way i can see what really makes people tick -x-