Complicated
Chapter Four: The Violin
By Rosekeet
Somebody else
'Round everyone else
Watchin' your back
Like you can't relax
You're tryin' to be cool
You look like a fool
To me
Tell me
Ron groaned and put his head down on his open book. "I swear! Ellard gives more homework than McGonagall!" He groaned.
"I KNOW!" Rosalie said as she used her wand to erase a mistake on the essay she was writing. "A 1 and half meter essay on an illegal curse!"
"I find it rather odd that she wants us to study these curses." Hermione mused. "I mean, she's given as all notes to go into the restricted section! We could learn our curse!"
"You mean you haven't?" Ron said looking surprised.
"You have?!" Hermione gasped sounding appalled.
"Sure. I mean if you read about it you learn how to do it."
"I know mine." Harry piped up.
"Me too." Rosalie said.
"Why though?" Hermione gaped. Rosalie shrugged.
"They might come in handy someday." She said with a strange glint in her eye as she shut her book.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
"All right," Professor McGonagall's crisp voice rang out, "On my mark you may begin." The strict looking teacher strode the front of the class room. She glared at each student in turn and the said loudly, "Begin!"
"I really don't like this; I really don't like this…" Rosalie muttered as she licked her lips nervously.
"I'll go first." Harry said boldly. He raised his wand and pointed it at him self. He took a deep breath and cried, "Muto pennipotenti!" In a burst of white light, a small black bird had taken the place of Harry.
"Yeh, Harry!" Rosalie cheered as she clapped. "Professor! Harry's done it!" She called.
"Very good, Potter." Professor McGonagall said nodding approvingly. "Miss. Allison will change you back. Rosalie nodded and said.
"Muto vere formo!" In an instant Harry was standing back in the class room looking pleased with himself and slightly disgruntled
. "You did it!" Rosalie said and threw her arms around him in a quick hug. Harry felt himself going red.
"I-it's not that hard…" He mumbled feeling embarrassed. He glanced back at Ron and Hermione. Hermione was busy reading something. Ron, who was laughing, batted his eyelashes at Harry who went even redder. Harry turned back to Rosalie who was watching Dean, who was trying to return Seamus back to Seamus.
"Ready?" He asked.
"Huh?"
"It's your turn. Ready?"
"No." Rosalie said with a sigh. "But I have to anyway." She licked her lips and raised her wand. "Here I go." She took a deep breath and cried "Muto pennipotenti!" There was a brilliant flash of white light and a cry of dismay. Large wings were sprouting from Rosalie's shoulder blades, and a tail from her backside. The class room exploded into laughter. Rosalie's blue eyes welled up with tears.
Harry think fast raised his wand and muttered. "Muto vere formo!" The wings and tail vanished but the laughter didn't.
Professor McGonagall hurried over to the table.
"That was quick thinking Potter." She said. "But Ms. Allison, I think you said the spell to fast. Try again."
"Do I have to?" She pleaded wiping her eyes.
"Yes." The Professor said and returned to the front of the class. Rosalie sniffed and turned back to Harry.
"Thanks." She muttered. "I'm going to try again. Muto pennipotenti!" There was a flash of light and a small white bird flapped where Rosalie had stood.
"Yeh Rosalie!" Harry cheered. "Muto vere formo!" In another flash of white light Rosalie appeared. She stood unsteadily, swaying slightly.
"Are you alright?" Harry asked looking worriedly at Rosalie. As if in reply to his question Rosalie blacked out and collapsed forward. Harry staggered backwards slightly as the unconscious girl fell into his arms.
~*~
Rosalie's blue eyes blinked open. The entire class was hovering over her. "I am never doing that again!" She muttered as she sat up, groaning slightly. "Are you all right?" Harry asked looking concerned.
"I'll live." She said with a wan smile.
"You most certainly will." Professor McGonagall said. "That happens sometimes because your body isn't used to having its molecules shifted." She explained.
RINNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNG!
The entire class zoomed out of the class room.
"Miss. Allison, if you feel ill later don't hesitate to go see Madam Pomfrey." Professor McGonagall said.
"All right." Rosalie said.
~*~
"Are you ok?" Harry asked worriedly.
"I'm sure she's the same as she was 10 minutes ago…" Ron muttered in Harry's ear. Harry ignored this comment and listened for Rosalie's reply.
"I'm fine." She said as she took a swallow of milk. "Transfiguration's like my worst subject. I think I'll head up to the common room." She said and got up.
"All right. We'll meet you up there later!" Hermione called.
"OK!!"
"Awwwwwwww…" Ron said putting on a sugar coated voice. "Isn't it cute?"
"What?" Harry asked as he watched Rosalie leave the great hall.
"Widdle Harry has a widdle crush on Rosalie." He said grinning. Harry turned scarlet.
"I do not!"
"Awfully defensive aren't we?" Harry turned even redder than he did before, and didn't say anything. Ron started cracking up.
"I don't think Rosalie'd mind too much." Hermione said absently. "That transfiguration is harder than I thought." She continued changing the subject as the three of them got up.
"I didn't really think so." Harry said, hoping his face had returned to a normal color.
"I don't think I'd mind it if McGonagall didn't give so much work." Ron grumbled. "We didn't get that much."
"Yes we did. 5 pages worth."
"It's less than what we get in my arithmancy class."
"Well this stuffs hard!" Ron countered.
"It's not that hard!" Harry sighed and rolled his eyes. Trying to stop them would be like trying to stop the tides.
As the three of them said the password (piggly-wiggly) and the portrait hole swung open they were greeted with the sound of music. The notes rose and fell beautifully in a soft, slow Melody. The three of them looked at each other.
"What is it?" Ron whispered.
"I don't know." Harry said.
"It sounds like a violin." Hermione mused.
"Yes, but who's playing it?!" Ron hissed.
"Are you three going to stand there the rest of the evening?" The fat lady said irritably.
The tri stepped into the short hallway that led to the common room and drew there wands. The music stopped in a rude sounding squawk, which was fallowed by some heavy cursing.
The three of them rounded the slight bend into the common room, wands out front.
"Hello!" Rosalie said as she peered over the top of two pieces sheet music hovering in front of here. Rosalie returned her gaze to her music and the bow of her violin started moving up and down again. A loud squeak interrupted the melody and Rosalie sighed and put her instrument down on her lap.
"Done with dinner?" The three nodded, dumbfounded, and Ron stuttered out,
"Wh-what are doing?" Rosalie gave Ron a strange look and said,
"Practicing. What does it look like I'm doing?"
"Why?" Hermione asked.
"Well, to try out for the Orchestra of course!" Hermione, Ron and Harry looked at each other puzzled.
"You don't have an Orchestra?"
"No." Harry said.
"Rats." Rosalie muttered. "My old school had one. But I guess that's more reason I should practice!" She finished cheerfully and started to put her violin away.
"I didn't know you played." Harry said as he sat down in an arm chair by her.
"You didn't? Oh. I guess I never said anything." She said with a shrug.
"You're very good." Harry said shyly.
"Really? You think so?"
"Yes. Well, except for the cussing." Rosalie went red.
"Sorry about that. I didn't think anyone was here."
"It's very interesting you play and instrument." Hermione said thoughtfully.
"Why's that?"
"Well, music isn't a real common trait in wizards. To busy with spells, charms and such I guess."
"Oh. I didn't know that." Rosalie said. As she clipped the case shut. "I still can't believe none of you play anything!"
"I learned to play the recorder in school." Harry piped up. Rosalie laughed.
"I remember I got a recorder for my 8th birthday."
"I'm going to go get my books." Hermione said briskly. "We do have a good amount of homework!"
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ As Harry and Ron walked down the stairs from their dormitory the next morning they were once again greeted with the sound of Rosalie's violin. They crept quietly down the steps and into the common room as not to interrupt the quick paced lively song.
"Morning!" She said cheerfully as she finished the song.
"That was good." Ron said. "You sure get up early don't you?"
"Yeh…" She said as she started to wipe down her violin.
"What's on the side of it?" Harry asked.
"What? Oh." Rosalie smiled. "Here." She held it out for Harry to see. "Take it."
Harry looked at her uncertainly.
"I seriously doubt you can hurt it." She laughed. Harry gingerly took the instrument and began to examine it. It was made of a beautiful wood that had a red glow to it. On the sides of it were carved blooming, budding roses that were connected by a curving, swirling vine. Harry new nothing about violins but he had a feeling that this one's special.
"Wow." said Ron, examining it. "I've never seen a violin up close before but I know most of them aren't like that."
"They aren't. My parents had it specially made for me for my 13th birthday." She said "It was the best present I ever got." She finished sadly. Harry gave her back the instrument and she put it away.
"I'm going to put this away and wake Hermione up." She said and dashed up the stairs. Rosalie choked back the tears threatening to spill out and shoved down her sadness. She couldn't cry in front of them…
Hermione was up and dressed when Rosalie walked in.
"Morning!" She said cheerfully.
"Hi." Rosalie said putting on a faux smile on her face, and putting up a convincing façade of cheerfulness. Together the two girls left their dormitory
Chapter Four: The Violin
By Rosekeet
Somebody else
'Round everyone else
Watchin' your back
Like you can't relax
You're tryin' to be cool
You look like a fool
To me
Tell me
Ron groaned and put his head down on his open book. "I swear! Ellard gives more homework than McGonagall!" He groaned.
"I KNOW!" Rosalie said as she used her wand to erase a mistake on the essay she was writing. "A 1 and half meter essay on an illegal curse!"
"I find it rather odd that she wants us to study these curses." Hermione mused. "I mean, she's given as all notes to go into the restricted section! We could learn our curse!"
"You mean you haven't?" Ron said looking surprised.
"You have?!" Hermione gasped sounding appalled.
"Sure. I mean if you read about it you learn how to do it."
"I know mine." Harry piped up.
"Me too." Rosalie said.
"Why though?" Hermione gaped. Rosalie shrugged.
"They might come in handy someday." She said with a strange glint in her eye as she shut her book.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
"All right," Professor McGonagall's crisp voice rang out, "On my mark you may begin." The strict looking teacher strode the front of the class room. She glared at each student in turn and the said loudly, "Begin!"
"I really don't like this; I really don't like this…" Rosalie muttered as she licked her lips nervously.
"I'll go first." Harry said boldly. He raised his wand and pointed it at him self. He took a deep breath and cried, "Muto pennipotenti!" In a burst of white light, a small black bird had taken the place of Harry.
"Yeh, Harry!" Rosalie cheered as she clapped. "Professor! Harry's done it!" She called.
"Very good, Potter." Professor McGonagall said nodding approvingly. "Miss. Allison will change you back. Rosalie nodded and said.
"Muto vere formo!" In an instant Harry was standing back in the class room looking pleased with himself and slightly disgruntled
. "You did it!" Rosalie said and threw her arms around him in a quick hug. Harry felt himself going red.
"I-it's not that hard…" He mumbled feeling embarrassed. He glanced back at Ron and Hermione. Hermione was busy reading something. Ron, who was laughing, batted his eyelashes at Harry who went even redder. Harry turned back to Rosalie who was watching Dean, who was trying to return Seamus back to Seamus.
"Ready?" He asked.
"Huh?"
"It's your turn. Ready?"
"No." Rosalie said with a sigh. "But I have to anyway." She licked her lips and raised her wand. "Here I go." She took a deep breath and cried "Muto pennipotenti!" There was a brilliant flash of white light and a cry of dismay. Large wings were sprouting from Rosalie's shoulder blades, and a tail from her backside. The class room exploded into laughter. Rosalie's blue eyes welled up with tears.
Harry think fast raised his wand and muttered. "Muto vere formo!" The wings and tail vanished but the laughter didn't.
Professor McGonagall hurried over to the table.
"That was quick thinking Potter." She said. "But Ms. Allison, I think you said the spell to fast. Try again."
"Do I have to?" She pleaded wiping her eyes.
"Yes." The Professor said and returned to the front of the class. Rosalie sniffed and turned back to Harry.
"Thanks." She muttered. "I'm going to try again. Muto pennipotenti!" There was a flash of light and a small white bird flapped where Rosalie had stood.
"Yeh Rosalie!" Harry cheered. "Muto vere formo!" In another flash of white light Rosalie appeared. She stood unsteadily, swaying slightly.
"Are you alright?" Harry asked looking worriedly at Rosalie. As if in reply to his question Rosalie blacked out and collapsed forward. Harry staggered backwards slightly as the unconscious girl fell into his arms.
~*~
Rosalie's blue eyes blinked open. The entire class was hovering over her. "I am never doing that again!" She muttered as she sat up, groaning slightly. "Are you all right?" Harry asked looking concerned.
"I'll live." She said with a wan smile.
"You most certainly will." Professor McGonagall said. "That happens sometimes because your body isn't used to having its molecules shifted." She explained.
RINNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNG!
The entire class zoomed out of the class room.
"Miss. Allison, if you feel ill later don't hesitate to go see Madam Pomfrey." Professor McGonagall said.
"All right." Rosalie said.
~*~
"Are you ok?" Harry asked worriedly.
"I'm sure she's the same as she was 10 minutes ago…" Ron muttered in Harry's ear. Harry ignored this comment and listened for Rosalie's reply.
"I'm fine." She said as she took a swallow of milk. "Transfiguration's like my worst subject. I think I'll head up to the common room." She said and got up.
"All right. We'll meet you up there later!" Hermione called.
"OK!!"
"Awwwwwwww…" Ron said putting on a sugar coated voice. "Isn't it cute?"
"What?" Harry asked as he watched Rosalie leave the great hall.
"Widdle Harry has a widdle crush on Rosalie." He said grinning. Harry turned scarlet.
"I do not!"
"Awfully defensive aren't we?" Harry turned even redder than he did before, and didn't say anything. Ron started cracking up.
"I don't think Rosalie'd mind too much." Hermione said absently. "That transfiguration is harder than I thought." She continued changing the subject as the three of them got up.
"I didn't really think so." Harry said, hoping his face had returned to a normal color.
"I don't think I'd mind it if McGonagall didn't give so much work." Ron grumbled. "We didn't get that much."
"Yes we did. 5 pages worth."
"It's less than what we get in my arithmancy class."
"Well this stuffs hard!" Ron countered.
"It's not that hard!" Harry sighed and rolled his eyes. Trying to stop them would be like trying to stop the tides.
As the three of them said the password (piggly-wiggly) and the portrait hole swung open they were greeted with the sound of music. The notes rose and fell beautifully in a soft, slow Melody. The three of them looked at each other.
"What is it?" Ron whispered.
"I don't know." Harry said.
"It sounds like a violin." Hermione mused.
"Yes, but who's playing it?!" Ron hissed.
"Are you three going to stand there the rest of the evening?" The fat lady said irritably.
The tri stepped into the short hallway that led to the common room and drew there wands. The music stopped in a rude sounding squawk, which was fallowed by some heavy cursing.
The three of them rounded the slight bend into the common room, wands out front.
"Hello!" Rosalie said as she peered over the top of two pieces sheet music hovering in front of here. Rosalie returned her gaze to her music and the bow of her violin started moving up and down again. A loud squeak interrupted the melody and Rosalie sighed and put her instrument down on her lap.
"Done with dinner?" The three nodded, dumbfounded, and Ron stuttered out,
"Wh-what are doing?" Rosalie gave Ron a strange look and said,
"Practicing. What does it look like I'm doing?"
"Why?" Hermione asked.
"Well, to try out for the Orchestra of course!" Hermione, Ron and Harry looked at each other puzzled.
"You don't have an Orchestra?"
"No." Harry said.
"Rats." Rosalie muttered. "My old school had one. But I guess that's more reason I should practice!" She finished cheerfully and started to put her violin away.
"I didn't know you played." Harry said as he sat down in an arm chair by her.
"You didn't? Oh. I guess I never said anything." She said with a shrug.
"You're very good." Harry said shyly.
"Really? You think so?"
"Yes. Well, except for the cussing." Rosalie went red.
"Sorry about that. I didn't think anyone was here."
"It's very interesting you play and instrument." Hermione said thoughtfully.
"Why's that?"
"Well, music isn't a real common trait in wizards. To busy with spells, charms and such I guess."
"Oh. I didn't know that." Rosalie said. As she clipped the case shut. "I still can't believe none of you play anything!"
"I learned to play the recorder in school." Harry piped up. Rosalie laughed.
"I remember I got a recorder for my 8th birthday."
"I'm going to go get my books." Hermione said briskly. "We do have a good amount of homework!"
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ As Harry and Ron walked down the stairs from their dormitory the next morning they were once again greeted with the sound of Rosalie's violin. They crept quietly down the steps and into the common room as not to interrupt the quick paced lively song.
"Morning!" She said cheerfully as she finished the song.
"That was good." Ron said. "You sure get up early don't you?"
"Yeh…" She said as she started to wipe down her violin.
"What's on the side of it?" Harry asked.
"What? Oh." Rosalie smiled. "Here." She held it out for Harry to see. "Take it."
Harry looked at her uncertainly.
"I seriously doubt you can hurt it." She laughed. Harry gingerly took the instrument and began to examine it. It was made of a beautiful wood that had a red glow to it. On the sides of it were carved blooming, budding roses that were connected by a curving, swirling vine. Harry new nothing about violins but he had a feeling that this one's special.
"Wow." said Ron, examining it. "I've never seen a violin up close before but I know most of them aren't like that."
"They aren't. My parents had it specially made for me for my 13th birthday." She said "It was the best present I ever got." She finished sadly. Harry gave her back the instrument and she put it away.
"I'm going to put this away and wake Hermione up." She said and dashed up the stairs. Rosalie choked back the tears threatening to spill out and shoved down her sadness. She couldn't cry in front of them…
Hermione was up and dressed when Rosalie walked in.
"Morning!" She said cheerfully.
"Hi." Rosalie said putting on a faux smile on her face, and putting up a convincing façade of cheerfulness. Together the two girls left their dormitory