Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter or Ouran High School Host Club. This is a work of fiction. I own nothing. Only OC characters.

Warnings: some OOCnes, Fem!Harry, canon deaths, swearing, a hint of violence outburst.

Notes: The Weasleys Twins will be a whole lot more... physical?, if that makes sense, towards Rose. They have no sense of personal space, like Tamaki. I will try to stay in character with these people. I'll try to stick as close to the books.

Pairings: Mori/Rose, much, much later Tamaki/Haruhi

Time: Sixth year for Rose

NONMAGIC!

Unruly Rose

Rose clutched the car seat. She tried not to let her temper expolde. It wasn't until her fifth year at Hogwarts did everybody at Hogwarts realize her hothead. Despite having black hair, her temper was all her mother's. Or so she was told. Rose glanced at the driver. He stared impassively ahead. Rose frowned. Damn rich bastards. Wait, I'm one now. Thanks alot Sirius.

Rose unclenched her hand. She needed to calm down. It wasn't like she was staying here forever. Just one year. Then she goes back to England, where she belongs. England is where her friends are. Yes, there is video chatting. But Rose very much preferred face to face. She slumped her shoulders. Rose could still remember the day the Headmaster told her she was going aboard. And the looks on Ron and Hermoine's faces when she told them pained her everytime.

Rose looked blankly at Ron and Hermoine, who looked sad and determined.

"We could ask Dumbledore if we can go? He'll let us, right?" Hermoine asked. Rose pressed her lips together. She reached up and flattened her bangs over her scar. A nervous habit.

"He told me we can only video chat," Rose said. Ron shook his head.

"There has to be a way we can go with you. You're going to Japan, for bloody's sake!" Ron exclaimed. Hermoine threw a dirty look at him.

"Language, Ronald!" Hermoine said. "It's bad enough you dragged Rose into your ways."

Ron looked offended. "What ways?"

They began to bicker. Rose only sat back, brushing her fingers through her jet black hair. It stopped at midback. Rose kept getting her fingers stuck in it. She had the cursed messy hair of the Potters. Rose looked at the fighting friends. Hermoine now had a book in her hand, having grabbed it from the desk. She was waving it threateningly in Ron's face. Ron only swiped it away. Rose smiled.

"I'll miss you guys," Rose said. Ron and Hermoine looked at her. They both nodded.

That was a month ago. The trio spent their limited time together. They were always outside. It was also therapeutic for Rose. Ever since Sirius died, she has been fretting. Her depression progressingly got worse weeks after his death. But she got better after that talk with Luna.

Rose tugged off her black gloves. She traced the tattooed words on the back of herright hand. I must not tell lies. It looked more like a scar than anything else. Umbridge had the words engraved over and over again. Hermoine would bandage her hand after every sesion. Remus was kind enough to give her a pair of black and a pair of white gloves to cover the tattoo.

Rose put them back on. She was nervous. She kept reaching up to flatten her hair. She really needed to stop that habit. She should have asked Mrs. Weasley to cut her hair, make it neater. No matter. She was on her way to meet her new guardians.

Rose was surprised to hear Sirius had left a will, if only because he was a wanted "criminal". They were just surprised it was kept in effect. Rose mentally cursed. What were her parents and godfather thinking in letting her be sole heir of both the companies.

"We're here, Potta-san," the driver said. Rose blinked. It tooked her awhile to process the sentence.

"Arigato," Rose muttered. The driver helped her out the car. He proceeded to go to the trunk and get out the luggage. It wasn't much. Just a medium sized bag. Fumiko told her to just bring nice clothes and valued possesions.

Rose didn't have much of that.

She walked up to the door, which Rose had to crane back to look. The landscaping far exceeded that of Aunt Petunia's. Rose would have to send a picture of the front yard to her one day. She wished she could see her face when that happened.

The door opened up to reveal a black haired lady. She had wide eyes that matched her hair. She had stress lines over her face. Yet, you can see the happiness when the caught sight of Rose. The lady opened the door wider and stepped out.

"Oh, Rose-chan. Welcome, welcome," Fumiko said. Rose nodded. Thank God I decided to be different and learned Japanese instead of Spanish. Then again, Hermoine made me learn that too.

"Thank you for letting me stay at your home. I hope I'm not intruding," Rose said politely. Fumiko waved the apology away.

"Nonsense. You are the heir of two famous companes! You're the goddaughter of my late cousin. I would be heartless not to let you stay," Fumik repiled. She grabbed Rose's hand and pulled her inside. Rose barely had time to gawk at the interior. She was soon dragged to the living room. It looked formal, with its oak floors and lush couches. Rose delicately sat on the edge of a couch. "Ikki-san and Kaiya-san will be here shortly."

Rose winced as Fumiko flantered away. It amazed her that Fumiko was only 32 with that attitude. Rose rubbed her left elbow. Ikki and Kaiya. Two intimidating people. She had met them at Sirius funeral. And once again at the will reading. It was made clear they both didn't like Rose. They had been in charge of the Black company. Now, Rose is in charge, along with the Potter company.

Kaiya had sneered and huffed at everything Rose said. Her hatred for the girl was no secret. It took a while to realize Ikki felt the same way. He was more sutble about his dislike. His insults were more underlying. While his wife was out there, it was Ikki that knew how exactly to annoy Rose. However, she was used to insults. It was nothing new in her life.

Rose stood up as Ikki and Kaiya walked in. Ikki had a grey suit that made him appear big in height. Kaiya had on a peach kimono with flower on it. Rose didn't bat an eye when they stared at her outfit.

Dudley's shirt was twelve sizes too big. She had tied the back. Rose had to cut about a foot of the jeans. She also had to use both a belt and rope to keep them up. The only nice clothes she had were a few dresses, shirts that weren't Dudley's, and pants that Ginny had gave her. Her sneakers were caked in dried dirt.

Rose bowed. Her black hair came into view. She could see it had gotten itself tangled. Again. "Konnichiwa gonsaimas. I hope I find you both in good health." Rose knew sweet talk wouldnt help. However, she loved the vein that popped out of Kaiya when it did. It reminded her of Uncle Vernon's forehead vein.

"How nice to see you," Ikki said. "Still haven't found a new warobe? Might I recommend the new Hitachin line? I hear it was a hit." Rose mentally sneered. The fashion line was for men.

"How nice of you to tell me that. I just might check it out," Rose muttered. Kaiya wrinkled her nose.

"Enough about clothing! We have to discuss matters that you have no hopes of understadning," Kaiya said. Rose sighed as she took a seat. Kaiya looked scandalized when she did. "How filthy." Rose kept silent. Ikki and Kaiya remained standing.

"Now, child, your qualifactions for being the heir to your father's company is undeniable. However, it's your godfather's that remands a concern," Ikki started.

"He was a wanted criminal who didn't give a damn about his own company. We have kept a good job in maintaing it. I doubt a mere English girl can do anything," Kaiya stated. Rose played with her gloves. She has no subility, honestly!

"That is besides the point," Ikki said. "You are to learn how to manage both your father's and godfather's company. From this point on, you will attend Ouran Academy. Understood?"

Rose bobbed her head. She tried not to sneer at Ikki's voice. Kaiya immediately left the room. Rose didn't blink. Ikki stood up. Instead of leaving, he got closer to Rose. He walked until he was right in front of a sitting Rose. Ikki leaned over, until he was pratically nose to nose to Rose.

"You are way in over your head, Rose-chan," Ikki said, his breath tickling her mouth. Rose mentally shuddered. They weren't related by blood, but still. "Such a tiny and beautiful girl like you shouldn't try to live in such an aristocratic world."

Rose looked at Ikki. "I may be over my head, but I will not let my father's company go to the dogs." Rose's mouth curled at the reference.

Ikki stared at Rose with intense grey eyes. Rose glared back. Ikki leaned back, smirking. "You sure are a curious thing." Ikki turned on his heel and left. Rose let out a breath.

"Dear Merlin," Rose muttered. She had to keep an eye out for him. She knew he made a dangerous enemy, but she didn't realize how dangerous he can be. Rose stood up as Fumiko entered.

"I just heard that you'll go to Ouran!" Fumiko squealed. Her hands made wide gestures. "I went there! The uniform is absolutely cute!" Fumiko took Rose's hand and dragged her down an unfamiliar hallway. "I need to see what you brought from Endland!" Rose stumbled as Fumiko lead her to what she assumed to be her room.