Authors Note: Hey everyone; So far I have four reviews so great! I'm really suprised that people seem to like my fanfic- it's rubbish to me. As you know, I do not own the great Harry Potter Series(you know the drill). And in response to the review that Seths Imprint sent to me, the reason that Rose didn't go to the Dursleys is later on in the fanfic, don't worry- I myself came along that problem! So...Here we have it- Chapter 3- Alone. Please enjoy and review to share your views on whether you liked it!

Chapter 3- Alone

The train threw me around my carriage mercilessly. I hated trains. Muggles should stop making them…or maybe think of a way of stopping them from rattling and moving so violently. I was on the way to Godrics Hollow, thinking of visiting Bathilda after.

I used to live with Bathilda Bagshot, after I left my old cottage. I only lived with her for a while, she became ill after a year. That's when I went to live with Hermione and her parents for another year. But I used to visit Bathildas every now and again. I tried to remember significant times in this part of my life and one memory came back clearly. A memory that took place on a train just like the one I was on ……..

……..I was 13.It was another uncomfortable train ride. This time, I was really annoyed. The train driver didn't seem to have a care in the world about the passengers he was driving. After picking myself up off the floor for the third time, another deafening CLATTER threw me back down again. As I was thrown against the carriage wall, my pointed black hat toppled from my head and under my seat (not that I sat on it much).

I bent down on all fours, crawling under the seat, to retrieve my hat. I heard another clatter, like the compartment door was being thrown open, but I ignored it. I only jumped and bumped my head on the underside of the seat when I heard his voice.

"Oh! Erm- I -errr. I'm sorry to -er- bother you.I- I'll just go now, shall I..?"

"No , no!" I said. I didn't want someone to be out of a train compartment because I was getting my stupid hat. I was slowly getting up, afraid of falling over again.

"Sure you can come in, I was only getting- "

I had just caught sight of his face. He had black hair that was messy, but in a very elegant way. It gracefully fell into his dark, mysterious grey eyes, which were looking at me inquisitively. He was smiling as well, slightly embarrassed by the way he had come in and seen me crouched down with my backside in the air. He wasn't the only one embarrassed by that. He broke the silence.

"Well, erm...What's your name?"

I spoke automatically, not thinking properly.

"My name is Rose Potter."

"Potter? You're not related to-"

"Harry Potter? Him? No! N-not at all ha! Of course not…People always make that assumption..." I avoided his eyes. I had never been a good liar, a great help that was when I was Harry Potters twin sister. "Anyway, I didn't finish what I was saying. I was just getting my hat from under the seat when I was disturbed by a certain person called.?" I flashed a smile at him.

He replied with a luring smile that was much more appealing than mine.

"My name is DannyBlack."

"Black?"

"Yep, Black," He said nodding his head slowly.

I thought for a while. Wasn't there an escaped murderer called Sirius Black? But this boy couldn't be related to him, it was just a coincidence. Like how I'm not related to Harry Potter? I thought.

He broke the silence- again.

"So, where are you headed?"

"Oh- Godrics Hollow. I'm visiting a family friend. What about you?"

A weird look crossed his face.

"Erm.. Well.. Nowhere in particular. I just wanted to get away from some stuff."

"Oh, so you're the 'running away from your trouble' kind of guy, huh?"

He suddenly looked at me with a defiant expression on his face..

"No! I just.. Had to get away, allright? You know what? I've decided I don't want to talk about it. I'll just be on this train ride and then I'll get out of your life, okay?"

That expression was kinda cute on him, I had to admit.

I didn't want him to leave, I was even more curious about him.

"Okay,' I said nodding, intrigued by his reaction.

I wanted to know what he didn't want to talk about. So I thought of something.

"Well, you could come with me... to visit this friend of mine. You know, that's not my last stop. I travel on my own a lot. It can get sort of lonely. I wouldn't mind if you tagged along. If you've got nowhere else to go?"

He thought about this for a moment. Peering at me as if he couldn't believe what I had just said. I looked into his eyes, but I almost got lost in the swirls of grey, I had to look away again. I was starting to blush. God, what was wrong with me?

"O-okay then," he replied, casting another shocking smile my way. "I'll come with you on your little 'adventure'. But won't your parents be a bit concerned that I'm with you?"

That I hadn't been expecting. Awkward! I would have to tell the truth; or part of it.

' Erm... I don't quite know how to say this but my parents...died. When I was little. So now I live with a family friend."

A look of shock and guilt crossed his face. I didn't like that look, it ruined my view of the perfect boy.

"I- I- I'm so sorry. I didn't realise. If it helps, I've never met my parents, so I don't know them. I've been living with friends as well."

It was my turn to feel sorry for him. I didn't know his story yet, but I sure as hell wanted to find out.

However, I had always been told by Dumbledore to trust no-one, so I was very wary. Yet there was a feeling deep inside me that Danny could be trusted. Yes, he was a stranger, but I felt like I already knew him. But I knew nothing at all.

"Well, lets sit down before I get knocked over by the bumpy train again."I said....

……I was knelt down on the floor, after having been thrown across the compartment by the train. I was going to pieces against the compartment wall. Pain was lashing through me, tearing at my insides, and the loneliness closed in on me. I was all alone, Danny couldn't come and save me now. He couldn't uplift me with one of his shining smiles. He would never look at me with his misty eyes again, hypnotising me with their depth. He can't come because he….. He's…. dead. He has been for two months now.

And they have been the longest two months of my life.

That was the thing, being with Danny. Time went so quickly. I felt like I didn't know him enough, even though I knew everything about him. But I felt like all I needed was more time. I needed more time to be with him. To know him just that bit more...

I'm kidding myself. I need time to get over my loss.

But I am never going to get over my loss of Danny.

I cant cope with being alone, I wasn't made to be alone, although that's the best way to be in my predicament. I suppose I hurt so much because I know that if I hadn't have suggested he came with me to Godrics Hollow, he wouldn't be dead now. Yet I an't seem to regret my descision, because the time I spent with Danny, it was the best time of my life. I just knew that someday it would have to end.

Well, it has now ended, and I will just have to cope alone. I'm not sure how- because at the moment I am struggling to get through a day without a suicidal thought- but somehow, I'll have to cope. Alone.

Well, thats Chapter 3. As I say in my profile, I like writing all of the deep and meaningful stuff sometimes, and I was just in the mood to do that when I wrote this chapter. I tried to imagine how I would feel if I was Rose, so hopefully I pulled that off. Please review and tell me if you thought it was a good chapter and whether I portrayed Rose's feelings well. I would really appreciate it! So- Please Read and Reiew- honestly, it really helps me!