Rosalie Denzel sat in her horse drawn carriage... Well I should say I did rather, and I know that a horse drawn carriage is quiet old fashioned, I am still found of it. In my opinion it is the best way to travel, especially to important meetings, such as the one I was to attend within a few moments, without getting weird looks from passing muggles, well no more then what I usually got anyway. I pulled down a mirror, which slid back into the roofing of the carriage, making sure that each part of my hair and make up, which I rarely wear, was in just the right place. Normally I could not care less about her appearance, but tonight was different. Tonight I was to meet Number Twelve, Grimmauld Place. The first meeting of the Order in a long time, so I wanted make my presence in the Order just as polished as it was when it was first established. Though I must admit, this was to be the first meeting without the Potters. Without the Longbottoms too. In fact without a lot of the original Order. Well I was sure, if not everyone else who was to be there, that those who died in honor of the cause would not die in vein. Oh but it was going to be nice to see the old faces of those I had not seen in such a long while. Arthur and Molly Weasly, dear Lupin, old mad eye of course (but not as much as the others), Sirius of course! The poor man, being locked away for song long for something that worm Pettigrew did! Oh if I ever see that rat, I'll show him what for.... Albus most defiantly, though we have spoken not long before now, where I first learnt of the meeting. Nymphadora will hopefully be there, I have heard such wonderful things about her I do hope it is all true! Oh and of course, how could I forget! Severus! Oh the dear man! I always knew he was good, no matter what they said; I just knew he would never intestinally harm anything or anyone. So you can see why it is such an important meeting, and why I was making sure that everything about me was perfect.
"We are approaching Grimmauld Place now, my Lady" my coachman announced. Charles, very nice man… for a squib at least. Now do not get me wrong, I have nothing against muggle-borns, half bloods or squibs, it is just that… well being the only 'noted' heir for my pure blood family wealth and title, you can probably guess that my raising was not quiet what you would call everyday. I was taught to hate and loath anything that was not pure blood, or at the very least half blood. Personally I see nothing wrong with any of them, muggle-born and squibs alike, they are just… unfortunates. Well that counts more the squibs then the muggle-born's, but still at least with one magical relative you know vaguely what to expect.
"Thank you Charles" I replied, just taking one last look at myself. My golden locks which glistened in the street lights slight glow flowed down my front and back. My deep blue eyes glistened in the small amount of light which reached them. My pale but fair complexion just made my rosey red lips stand out more. I reached up and touched my lips, whipping them slightly to get some off. I looked at my fingers and saw nothing. I took out my wand, not sure if it was just the bad lighting.
"Lumos Maxima" I said filling the carriage with light from my wand. I looked at my hand and still saw nothing. I rubbed my hand across my face and looked to see nothing. I pulled out a small goblet out of the air, pointing my wand at it.
"Aguamenti" I said, as water sprayed out of my wand and into it. I dipped my hand in and wiped my face again, to still see no make up. I looked at my hand bemused, but shrugged. Was not the first time I thought I had put make up and had not. Not that it matters, those who are there will be friends and so shall not care what I look like. It was at that moment the carriage came to a stop.
"Number Twelve, Grimmauld Place, my Lady" Charles announced.
"Thank you Charles" I sat waiting for a few moments, as he climbed down to my door, knocking the metal steps down. The door opened and sure enough Charles offered me his hand, which I took stepping down. After my feet reached the pavement, he put the steps up and closed the door.
"Shall I announce you, my lady?" I raised, my hand, shaking my head
"No, no. I am quiet sure I can do that" He nodded and climbed back into his seat "I shall contact you in the usual manner, when I require to be picked up" he bowed his head, taking off his hat and rode off. I looked at my wand, which was still lit. I sighed, lifting it and drawing in the air my name. Full name should I say. Rosalie Loitea Destler Denzel. The ground shook slightly, as the building revealed itself. Something moved at the window, and I caught sight of Severus, looking out at me.
"Nox" I said, my wand going out as I put it away. I looked up at Severus, and smiled politely as I walked towards the door. Flicking my wrist it opened on its own and closed after me. I walked down towards the lit room at the end of the corridor, almost running into Severus, who steered out of the room which I presume he had seen me from. "Hello Severus" I greeted, polite as ever. He stopped, turned and looked at me, raising an eyebrow.
"Ms Denzel" I rolled my eyes, smirking slightly
"Severus, I am not a student of yours at Hogwarts, so please do not call me by my last name in such a manner. Also, we know each other well enough for you to call me Rosalie" he sneered at me.
"Rosalie" I smiled kindly at him
"See, much better. So how have you been Severus?"
"What concern of yours is it?"
"Well, it is just that we have not spoken in such a long time, that I care to know how my old friend is"
"Friend?"
"Well yes, I would count you as one of my oldest and dearest friends. I can understand though if you do not see me as I see you"
"Yes, well. To answer your question I am… content" he said, turning and walking away. I sighed silently, walking slightly quicker to keep up with him.
"That is nice to hear Severus. Though it takes not a… what is the word, rocket scientist, to work out when you are lying. I can understand if you do not like me nor trust me! I have failed to stay in contact with you for some length of time. All I can do is apologies and hope that you will see past it and we can continue on as friends like we once were" he glared at her, and walked on, stopping at the door.
"I know the only reason you are here, Rosalie, so do not try and act like it is just to make up for your absence" he said, walking in, about to close the door before someone caught it. They opened it and I could not help but smile happily at the face which greeted me. A very shocked and joyous Molly Weasly
"Oh heavens, Rosalie Denzel!" She cried happily, as I walked towards her, each greeting one another in a friendly hug. She stepped back "Or should I say, Lady Denzel" She said, mockingly curtsying. I could not help but laugh at my old friend, who unlike Severus, saw that my presence was not for my own gain. She stood fully, wrapping me in another warm hug. The door opened and there stood Arthur.
"Blimy, Rosalie Denzel. Hey, haven't seen you since…"
"Last time?" I replied, laughing slightly. He nodded, laughing along. Molly hit him in the arm.
"Arthur, you should at least bow your head in the presence of nobility"
"Oh yeah, you are now a lady, aren't you?"
"Well, had the surgery last week, but the voice has yet to fix itself" I said in my most male voice, causing the two laugh. I looked past the two and saw Remus, standing behind them smiling friendly as ever.
"Hello Rosalie" He said, reaching forward to shake my hand. I rolled my eyes, taking his hand and pulling him into a hug.
"Hello Remus" I said, looking at him, smiling kindly. "Well, for a man who has to go through what you do, you are looking very well… There is a better way to put that I am sure, but…"
"Thank you Rosalie" he said.
"Well, well, well. If it isn't the odd ball of Slytherin" A familiar voice from behind the three said. I looked and could not help but smile when my eyes lay upon none other then Sirius Black. His charming grin covering his face.
"Hello to you to Padfoot" I said, smirking slightly. He walked forward and wrapped his arms round me in a tight hug, as I did the same. We stood back and looked at each other, smiling happily at one another.
"You haven't changed a bit"
"I wish I could the same about you, you ugly git" I said, as I grabbed his head, began rubbing the knuckles of my clenched fist into his head, both of us laughing. When he pulled himself out of my grip, he briefly ran his fingers through his hair, before ruffling mine.
"You've got stronger then last time"
"Well, I guess as you get uglier I get stronger" I said, the two of playfully hitting one another.
"Ah, but one thing about you has changed" he said, as he bowed, reaching for my hand and bringing it to his lips "Lady Denzel" he said, as he kissed the back of it. I rolled my eyes, as he stood to his full height. "Well, I could have told you, though of course I would never have admitted it, that you would grow up to be a fine lady of nobility"
"Even for a Slytherin?" I asked, tilting my head, causing him to snigger
"Even for a Slytherin" He said, wrapping his arm round my shoulder, walking me into the room.
I sat next to him, the two of us hitting each other, pulling faces and calling each other names, not meaning a single word of it. Oh but it was fun, just messing around with Sirius, like we used to since my family knew his and so we grew up together, sort of like brother and sister.
"I see Snivellus isn't very happy to see you" he remarked, looking over at him. I did not need to look to know that he glaring at us. I was actually surprise at how much it hurt to know that he thought just because I still messed around with Sirius and that I had inherited a title that I was just like anyone else. Unimportant. Still there was no need to call him the name which they had taunted him with back in Hogwarts.
"Sirius, surely you have grown above calling one another such silly names?" he looked at me shocked, and I gasped covering my mouth, realising I had gone back to my 'posh' voice and way of speaking. This just made it too much for him not to laugh at, and he did as I sat there trying my best not to join him. Crossing my arms in a huff, and looking away, trying my best to keep a straight face. I should have known it was pointless, when the man who is practically my twin starts laughing, I cannot help but join. So the two of us laughed, so much that we both nearly fell of our seats. That was until Dumbledore walked in; I stopped first, nudging Sirius, who soon followed. After him walked in the rest of the Order. Once everyone was seated, the meeting began.
"Thank you all for coming on rather short notice" Dumbledore said "I know it is hard for some of us to sit here for the first time in many years, but the situation has gotten to a point where I feel it is necessary for the order to be reunited. Now, for the actual purpose for this meeting. As most of you can see we are fortunate to be joined by Rosalie Denzel who was of course one of the original order. She shall be returning to Hogwarts for the new term, taking up the position of the first enchantments professor. Of course this will be after has a few lessons in teaching. Severus I will require to do this" at hearing this I looked to Severus, who looked at Dumbledore with a similar expression to my own. "Now, I know that at least one of you shall protest, but if I did not think it was required then I would not ask for it." He looked at us, first to Severus, who obediently nodded, then to me. Well what could I say? I had nothing to object about, so I nodded smiling friendly. "Good, now that is decided on with the rest of the meeting. Though I advise you two speak in the time before the new term" We both nodded once, turning to look at one another. He glared at me with his cold eyes, while I just smiled kindly. I had no reason to dislike him, unlike he did for me. Well, one thing I knew was that this experience was going to be… interesting, to say the very least.
After the meeting, I walked round the old place, which was once my home away from home. Memories flooding back of the night and days I spent here. Looking at the walls I noticed there were more house elves heads, which even now is quiet disturbing, since the last time I had been here. Walking up I noticed a pair of curtains, which were quiet small, though very classy. Well what do you expect in the old house of Black? I walked towards it, my hand reaching forward. My fingers were so close, that I could feel the material with the very tips. Suddenly a hand clasped on my wrist. I looked up right into the dark eyes of Severus which glaring back at me.
"I strongly advise against you touching that, Denzel" I rolled my eyes, smirking at him.
"Almost Severus, except that is my last name. Rosalie? You do remember that do you not?" I asked, a playful smile playing my lips. He sighed in irritation.
"You are so much like Black the face that you fail to realise it is quiet humorous"
"Calm your self Severus, I am messing with you! Like I used to remember? Besides, I think we should start talk more civilly since we shall be working together!" I said rather brightly, which surprised my self. He raised an eyebrow at me. I cleared my throat. "Well, until Dumbledore says I am ready enough to teach a class on my own"
"On your own?" I nodded.
"Oh I meant when I actually start teaching and not sitting in your lessons" I said laughing slightly. "Still, if we do not speak between now and the beginning of term, I sincerely hope you have a wonderful summer!" I said, smiling politely at him. "Though, not to change the subject, but why would you advise against me touching the curtains?" he sighed rolling his eyes.
"Mrs Black portrait is behind it, and if you touch it the old bat will go off again"
"I see, err…" I looked down at my wrist "Severus? Your hand is still on my wrist" I said, my eyes drifting back to his from his hand on my wrist, which was now by my side. He looked down at his hand on my wrist, then at me. I smiled kindly at him, as he looked back with, what I presume is quiet a usual look for him, with a blank face. He took his hand back in a swift move. "Well, I will be continuing looking round the old place, until next time Severus" I said, walking off with my hand stroking the walls. As I walked through the old house, the memories of my times spent there were push aside. Instead my head was filled, still with memories which surprised even surprised me, memories of when I and Severus played together, studied together… in fact we did pretty much everything together. The humorous thing is that we were both amazed by each others homes. He for mine since it was large, noble and, well large. I for his because it was small and, well to me at least though Severus disagreed, cosy. Oh how I remember the trouble I had trying to pronounce the very word house, much to Severus's amusement and annoyance. My parents both adored Severus like he was one of their own. I at least think that his mother liked me. I had learnt, from what Severus had told me, that his father hated everything to do with magic, so I avoided him at all costs when ever I went to Severus's, for I think a pure blood of nobility would just be oh so very tempting for him, and I would not risk his ignorance damaging the relationship that I and Severus had made. We had met at Primary school, a public one much to everyone I tells surprise. The only reason, at least the only one of which I know of, that I did attend primary school, a public one at that, even though my mother wished for me to be home schooled was… well it was more down to my father. The reason he gave my mother, at first, was as I recall:
'Let her see what she will never be'. This of course, like every excuse used on my mother, father had to think of a new one. Enter Severus. We were complete opposites of each other in the eye of those who saw us and knew about us. He was the poor underprivileged boy who most if not all avoided, even the teachers, like the plague. I was the rich pampered girl who everyone loved and wanted to see if not speak to or know. As you can see, it was clear why we had never spoken a word to one another. Even though we had never spoken, I always spoke up for him. For I did not and still do not see why one child should be treated like he was by those who surrounded him in our school and year. It was in primary that we are first sorted into our group; at least that is what it seems to me both now and even then. Being the daughter of nobility you see how people are sorted into their little groups by the world and society. So I could clearly see that if I was to follow the path which had been laid for me long before my actually birth I would never of spoken to Severus. In fact I would have, liked the others, and avoid even looking at him if I could help it. Still what fun is it doing what is expected of you? None I can surely tell you. How dull my life would have been if I did not have Snape to do seemingly everything with! To this day I can still remember what our first words to one another were.