Royalty Has Come to Hogwarts

By: IAmNoOne_Nemo and Aqua7373

Joint Harry Potter OC FanFiction

Rated T for Violence and Slightly Sexual Scenes

Characters: OC/Fred OC/DracoOrGeorge All HP Characters

Disclaimer: Do we sound like J.K. Rowling? No! Thanks for the compliment, but we are not Her Majesty;)

OC1: Rosalinda "Rose" Anne

OC2: Veronica "Rani" Elisabeth

Notes: Fred lives. Percy dies. Draco has a good side. Dumbledore has bad intentions but his voices result in good, to his dismay.

One Fatal Night in History

I heard a faint whispering echo through our house as I tiptoed from the kitchen back upstairs. I halted directly in my tracks and peeked around the dark room only lit by the faint glow of the small candle in my hands. I saw nothing and the whispers I thought I heard slowly disappeared. Shrugging it off, I pushed my short auburn hair to the side and continued along the chilly, wood floor back to my bedroom.

I traipsed down the long hallway in the dark of night and reached the steps. My young feet didn't even fit the whole step, as I slowly made my way up the stairs until I reached the second story. I looked back down the pitch black staircase to make sure no one was there. I just didn't like walking around the flat at night. It was really scary!

Something was...off... I could just sense it distantly building: just like how Grandmama always said she felt a tingling in her magic core when a storm was brewing on nigh. Strong enough to wake me up from quite a pleasant dream about enchanted chocolates and fruits teaching me how to waltz, I worried about what was in store for the future.

Yawning, I stretched out my little arms as I climbed out of my cozy, silk cavern, knowing I would not be able to fall back asleep for a while. Since it was quite early, I silently crept through my chilly antechamber to close my outer door, not wanting to disturb the rest of the household with my activities. Now, what shall I do with my time?

I turned back around and started making my way down the hallway. I stopped in front of the first door on my left and peeked inside. My older brother Bennie, well Benjamin, was asleep in his red satin covers, snoring like a hippogriff. I started to hear the whispering again and this time, I could make out a few words:

" ...we will...destroy...whole ministry...with small..." a soft but strong, deep voice spoke. I ignored it, well, because being 3 and a half has its issues and making up voices is one of them.

I continued walking past the second door and upon hearing it creak open, I stopped dead in my tracks, my mind racing with the worst as I turned around... when someone put a warm hand on my shoulder and I jumped.

"Rosalinda Anne, what in the dickens are you doing up? It is 12:12am. You should be asleep." Whepfh! It was my mum!

"I'm sorry mum, I didn't mean to wake you! I got real thirsty and I didn't have any water so I went downstairs to get a glass. Then I heard some voices and got kind of lost."

"Honey, you're never lost: you're just out of place. I am sure you are just tired! Let's just get you back to bed, sweetheart." I nodded my head and my mum followed me back to my room. As soon as she opened my door, I ran and jumped on my bed and started giggling. My mum slowly walked towards me trying to put on a disapproving face, but failing terribly as she smiled down on me with love. As she got to my bed, she tucked the blankets underneath my little chin and gave me a kiss on my small forehead.

"Good night, love. Sleep well and I'll see you in a few hours."

"Night mummy," I said as my eyes were getting heavy after my midnight adventure, finally closing as my mother closed the door.

Flicking my wrist and concentrating really, really hard, after a few tries, I wandlessly lit the room when Missy, my personal house elf popped into the large playroom… TBC