Five Slytherin boys looked up at her. One had broad shoulders, a slim figure, brown hair and dark hazel eyes. Another one had curly pale blonde hair, and latte skin. The boy next to him was the one she was looking for. He had dark black messy hair and emerald green eyes. He had a scrawny figure. Looking at him, you wouldn't know he was a star seeker. He had started playing at five, and was excellent. Roxanne was positive she'd seen English Quidditch team scouts coming to watch his games.
"I said Albus Potter." She repeated slowly. The broad shouldered boy, Draco Goyle, shrugged at her and said
"Don't go for him, I'm a good kisser." Roxanne rolled her eyes, though went red. She turned away from Draco.
"Al, I need your cloak." She told him. He shrugged.
"Why, Roxy?" Albus asked.
"Gimme it!" She yelled, snatching a soft silvery cloak from under Albus' green and silver pillow.
"Hey!" Albus yelled.
"Fine, have it," she said, throwing the cloak at him, "but come talk in private."
"Fine." Albus shrugged, following her into the empty common room.
"Look, I had a dream that Lara killed me, Albus. Then, then, I found a rune that meant, it meant, truthful dream." She whispered.
"Look, now is not the time, Roxanne." Albus procrastinated.
"Albus, please." Roxanne insisted.
"What?" He snapped.
" What does it mean?" Roxanne asked desperately. Albus sighed.
"It means she's not telling you something, okay? Now can I go back to sleep?" He snapped. Roxanne sighed.
"Thanks a lot, Al." She hissed, stomping out of the dormitory. She looked around the Slytherin common room one last time before slamming the common room door shut. Instead of going back to her common room, she wondered down to the Great Hall. She slumped down at her empty table. She stared around at the hall. Her brain slowly began to warm up to the day. Her only thought was is Lara evil? It was a thought that she couldn't shake away. It was unlikely, but possible. As she woke up more her head spun with more ideas. It felt like a mini rock band was trying to break a 'the loudest music ever played' world record.
She soon found herself venturing down to the kitchens before breakfast for a glass of water. She looked at the picture of the fruit bowl, trying to remember which fruit to tickle to open the door. She tickled the apple. Nothing happened. She tickled the banana. The door didn't open. She tried the pear. The pear burst out laughing and the door opened. Roxanne walked into the kitchen.
She looked around the room. The room was sleek and shiny. The kitchen bench was a cream and black marble. Tiny house elves ran around, gold jingling in their pockets. The floor was sparkling clean and white tiled. The lights were dim, but the glass window had an amazing view of the roaring sunrise. Roxanne's brand new robes looked shabby in comparison to the kitchen. A tiny house elf ran to her and bowed.
"Shelly, glad to see you," Roxanne grinned at the miniature elf, "may I please have a glass of water?"
"Shelly says of course, for Roxanne has done good to Shelly in the past." Shelly replied, bowing her head even lower than before.
"Aw, thank you!" Roxanne gushed. Shelly smiled and ran off to get a glass of water. In practically seconds she scurried bacl carrying a nearly full glass of fresh water.
"It's pure and fresh." Shelly grinned. Roxanne smiled.
"Thanks, Shelly." Roxanne smiled, making her way across the tiles to the door.
"Shelly is happy to serve you!" Shelly waved happily. Roxanne waved while closing the door. Her mouth watering after wasting time saying goodbye, she gulped the water in a one sip. It was cold and fresh and pure. It sloshed smoothly down her throat. She made her way back to her table, which was slowly but surely filling up with more hungry kids. She grabbed the tongs and put four hash browns on her plate, before gobbling them down faster than you could say 'eat'. Soon, Eliza joined her at the table.
"What up, girl?" She asked teasingly. Roxanne sighed, her gaze falling on Lola and Frank, her were chatting happily at the Hufflepuff table.
"Nothing," She replied. Eliza laughed.
"Girl, I know you. You are NOT okay!" Eliza explained, half annoyed, half joking.
"I'm fine, okay Eliza? End of story!" Roxanne snapped. Eliza rolled her eyes.
"Roxy falling in love?" She teased in a high pitched voice, gesturing to where Roxanne's gaze was; Frank.
"No! He's my brother's best friend, and we're just friends. Nothing more, nothing less." Roxanne said, annoyed. Eliza rolled her eyes and moved away to her friend Gerty White. Roxanne sighed and walked over to Frank and Lola, her shoulders sagging.
"Hey Lola, hey Frank." She greeted them sadly.
"Hey, Roxanne!" Lola said. Roxanne grinned at the sound of her funny sounding Irish voice.
"Yeah, hey Roxanne!" Frank said, smiling and waving. Roxanne sat in between them.
"What's up?" Lola asked, detecting that something wasn't right. Roxanne sighed.
"Nothing." She replied. Lola and Frank both instantly knew something was up, but didn't say anything. Roxanne was thankful and began to dig into her food.
"There's a meeting tonight." Frank told Roxanne. She looked up from her plate of food into his eyes.
"Oh, really? When? Where?" She asked.
"Eight o'clock. Room of Requirement." Frank told her. Lola decided to change the subject onto her, because she was feeling left out.
"So, did you guys see the last issue of the Quibbler? There'll be a new one out next month," she began happily, "it'll be on the rhinorausisors, because they are endangered."
"Oh, really?" Roxanne asked, pretending to be interested.
"What are rhinorausisors?" Frank asked the girls. Lola rolled her eyes.
"They have wings and fly around, and look a bit like Hippogriffs, but they have a horn on their nose, and two coming out of their head." Lola explained, in a tone that made it sound like she thought it was the most obvious thing in the world.
"Oh," Frank said in a small voice. Roxanne laughed.
"Come on, you two, we have Charms," she said to her two friends, picking up her books and standing up. Lola scooped up her books and stood up too. Frank followed.
"That's the only class we have together," Frank noted. Lola nodded in agreement. Roxanne sighed.
"We better make the best of it then." She replied, and lead them to the classroom.
A/N: In chapter one I know I said Gryffindor, that was a mistake, sorry if it confused anyone.