Mystery Of The Heart
(ok everyone...this is my first fic that I have EVER posted....so please...go easy on me alright? :) But no really...I appreciate absolute honesty...so review and let me know what you think! Thanks...)
(oh...and anything you recognize is J.K. Rowling and not mine...but anything you don't recognize is mine....thanks again!)
Chapter one
Rose rubbed her forehead in irritation. She was attempting to come up with a lesson plan for her future students, but it wasn't working very well. She was so tense from the long day she'd had packing, and making her living arrangements that she was having problems concentrating. She leaned back in her chair and sipped at her tea, wrinkling her nose at it. It had grown cold in her distracted state. When she had received the OWL from Minerva McGonagall regarding the open position as Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher she had been hesitant to take it, but decided that if she could find someone to rent her tiny flat before the decision deadline that she would take the job. It was amazing how quickly she had found someone to take it for her. She had barely sent out the ad and she was receiving OWLS like mad. She had found a nice newlywed couple that were eager to have their own place and didn't need much room. So she had signed it over to them and was to be moving to Hogwarts the next day. It was interesting how just when she felt she really needed to get out that she had an escape. She had spent 5 long years working for the Ministry after the war, but had never been happy. Especially when she knew how corrupt the Ministry had become under Fudge's time as Minister. There were a few people there that she would miss, but one in particular that she wouldn't. Lucius Malfoy had made it a point to make her job as uncomfortable as he could. He was always finding excuses to pop up into her office, always touching her, grabbing her. She had managed by pure luck to get away from him every time. But the more it happened the more scary it became. She knew she couldn't always count on luck to save her and when Lucius whispered to her that she would be his someday, and that he would find her if she ever left, she knew she had to get out.. So she quit her job at the Ministry and had gone into hiding. The OWL from Hogwarts had been a surprise. She was nervous to come out of hiding, but knew that she must. She knew she couldn't hide forever. She sighed quietly and rose from her chair. There was no point in avoiding it any longer. She needed to get her sleep if she was going to be mentally and physically ready for her day tomorrow.
The sun rose bright and warm the next morning and creeped through her curtains, splaying across her pale face. Rose had always been fair skinned, and had a faint splattering of freckles across her nose that she disliked immensely. The sunlight caught her hair and it shone brightly as if it were fire. Her beautiful auburn curls were in a mass against her pillow. She wrinkled her nose and stretched, peeping open one grey eye. She groaned and stretched, propping herself up on her elbows and glaring at the window. She eased her way out of bed and padded into the kitchen eagerly searching for her morning tea. She would just have one cup and then get ready to finally leave for the long day ahead of her. As she put the water on to boil she walked to her room and pulled out her wand. She waved it gently and set about shrinking her large bed. When she was finished, she picked it up and placed it in her trunk. She proceeded to do this with all of her furniture. She could hear the kettle start to whistle, so she waved her wand to take care of the rest of the tea making. She smirked to herself. She loved magic. It made getting things done so much easier. She pulled on a deep green sundress and pulled her curls back with a matching ribbon. She snickered at her image in the mirror. She practically looked a schoolgirl in this. She waved her wand a final time and snapped her trunk shut. Everything was finally packed. She grabbed her cup of tea and leaned against the counter smiling to herself. It would be nice to finally leave the apartment. She had hated being stuffed up in here for so long...it had been six months already since she had quit her job. six months of delivered groceries. six months of padlocked doors and drawn curtains. six months with practically no human contact at all, except to OWL her friends and family, and to send out her grocery list to the delivery boy. She glanced down at her watch and sighed, sipping down the last of her tea, and putting her cup and kettle in a basket. She grabbed her trunks, took a deep breath and apparated.