The Beginning
This is my first Harry Potter FanFiction and my Second FanFiction over all so please be kind. It's gonna be a chapter fic so it might take some time. I'd appreciate it if you could please review and give me any suggestions how you would like this story to go!
Disclaimer: Like a great author (on FanFiction) once said I own nothing other then my socks. (See I even had to steal a Disclaimer!)
Rose looked in the mirror. Was she really that ugly? She continued to wipe the black soot off her face as tears ran down her cheek, this wasn't how she planned her fourth valentines day at Hogwarts. Malfoy and his 'groupies' had played a prank on her yet again. Her eyes stung with the promise of new tears as she remembered the events of that day.
Rose ate her breakfast slowly, anxious about the day's upcoming events. Watching other girls getting numerous flowers, chocolates and cards from their boyfriends or secret admirers, whilst she was left empty handed, was definitely not her favourite past time. Too busy sulking about the day ahead, Rose was oblivious to the tawny owl flying towards her until it dropped something right in front of her face. She picked up the envelope slowly, handling it with great care. Rose Weasley was written in neat handwriting on the front. Her brow furrowed, if this was somebody's idea of a joke it wasn't funny. Hastily she opened the envelope and pulled out the card, a cartoon girl shyly kissing a cartoon boy on the cheek under the words: Will you be my Valentine? sat on the front. Opening it Rose found a poem addressed to her. It was immediately read out loud:
Roses are Red,
Violets are Blue,
This was a joke,
Who would want to date you!
As soon as she finished reading, the card blew up in her face, covering it with soot and making her already bushy hair stand on end. Looking over to the Slytherin table she saw a group of boys laughing and high-fiving each other, Scorpius Malfoy sitting in the middle of them. Tears swelled up in her eyes as she heard the whole hall burst into laughter at her current circumstance. Her face turned red enough to match her hair - though you couldn't see it through the ash on her face- she ran out of the room and headed towards the nearest girls' bathroom.
She slowly wiped away the dirt from her face exposing her red, puffy eyes. Of course she had cried about it, not only was it made obvious that Rose Weasley was the only girl in school who couldn't get a valentine, let alone a boyfriend, but she was also publicly embarrassed. At that moment her Aunt Fleur's suggestion of going to Beauxbatons for a year sounded good. It was just supposed to be for the educational experience but she could use it as an excuse to get away from the people at hogwarts. If she could just get through the rest of the year she would be free for a while and would still be able to come back for her last 2 years. Yes that was her plan!
One Down about however many chapters I plan to do to go!
I promise to make the next one longer!
Please R & R