CHAPTER ONE

Once upon a time, there was a small town in England called Hogsmeade. It was a quiet village, with ordinary people living their ordinary mundane lives. In a little cottage there lived a girl and her father. Her father was the only one who reminded her of her intelligence, while the villagers reminded her about either how strange she was or how beautiful she appeared.

" I'm going to the village, papa, do you need anything? " Rose called, putting the books she needed to return under the blanket in her basket.

Her father was an inventor, which wasn't the best thing to be in these times, as everyone was very narrow-minded and considered it witchcraft. Rose snorted at the thought; as if they knew what witchcraft was.

" No, no - well, actually, could you see if Mr. Longbottom has the type of screwdriver I'm looking for? " he called. " He knows what I'm talking about, he was waiting for an order to come in. "

" Of course, " she said, heading out the door.

They lived just on the edge of town, so it only took barely five minutes to reach it. Rose choose to go to their little library first.

" Good morning, Mr. Ollivander, " she said cheerfully, browsing the wall of books she must have read a hundred times already. " Anything new for me today? "

" Ah, Rose, my favorite little bookworm, " the old man said with a smile. " Nothing new today, but you're free to read any of the old ones. "

" Thank you, " she beamed at her, pulling out a few she was the mood to read. " I don't know what I would do if I didn't have you and your books here. "

" I'm flattered, " he laughed.

Rose tucked her books in her bag and went on her way, buying their groceries for the week before heading over to see Neville. Neville was the only sensible and respectable young man in town - well, the others weren't all too bad, save for Draco. They were both 18, and quite good friends. He was the local fisherman and (toolsman?)

" Hello, Neville, " Rose beamed. " It's nice to see you. "

" Hello, Rose, " he said with a shy smile.

" Do you have papa's screwdriver? He said you would know what he needs. "

" Yes, I do. " Neville handed her a brown package and waved her away when she took out her coin purse. " It's on me, don't worry about it. "

" Oh - no - Neville - " she started, trying to hand him the coins.

" Don't bother trying, Rose, " he grinned.

Rose pouted but thanked him, the chimes at the door ringing as she left.

" Ah, Rose. "

Oh, brother.

Draco Malfoy and Blaise Zabini walked up to her, smug grins on their faces.

" Good morning, Draco, Blaise, " she said politely, trying to walk past them, despite their blocking her. " Excuse me. "

" You are looking ravishing this morning, Rose, " Draco said.

" Thank you? "

" You're welcome. "

" You know, the church is open, it's just down the street, we can get our wedding vows and be back for breakfast - " he attempted to say enticingly.

" No - no, thank you, " Rose tried to say kindly, tired of his forward behavior. There was no way she would ever marry a narrow-minded man like him. He was her exact opposite. She was progressive thinking and he was no thinking.

" Papa, am I odd? " she asked curiously after getting back from town. .

" Odd? My little girl, odd? " he said, stumped. " Never crossed my mind. "

She beamed at him before it faded. " Everyone in town seems to think so. "

" Forget them, Rose. They're all narrow-minded and backwards thinking anyways, " he laughed.

That conversation was hours ago, and now her heart skipped painfully in her chest when she saw her father's horse running towards her, with no papa to be seen.

A/N: This is trash but I haven't posted in ages so positive feedback/criticism is appreciated! Also will provide background for my OC in my next A/N.

- pine