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AU: So there's a question regarding Rose being 25 yet acting like a 10 yo. Not going to lie when I write this, I keep forgetting that at one point Rose indeed was indeed a transmigrated woman that are age 20 and above, and just write her with a young girl that are 10 years old being perspective of life, So let's just pretend that Rose is 10 years old and will get her memories sooner.
I also plan that she will receive her memories when she received the Hogwarts letter, as I am sure that the Hogwarts Letter will be the key to her memories fully unlocked.
. . .
Smiling satisfyingly at the mayhem I created, I then ready to walk out and go beat more zombies.
"Hey wait up,"
A small and meek voice then was heard as I was ready to leave the park, Looking back it was actually Harry.
I tilt my head and stare at him.
"What?"
At that Harry then begin to stutter and look away. Then he takes a deep breath and looks at me, yet somehow he was not staring at my eyes but at my forehead instead,
'He's one of those shy kids I guess..'
I tell myself that as I could feel that he actually seemed to be scared of me and yet still want to talk to me, that's a lot of guts he got despite my reputation is really well-known as a Delinquent.
And Delinquent is really doesn't go well with the shy kids.
"Uhm. T-thank you." He then said.
I blink at his gratitude and shrug.
Then walk away, which caused Harry to run toward me and screamed out something I really didn't think will happened.
"Could- could I be your fr-friend?" He then asks as he stops right in front of me and asks the question that no one ever asks before.
I scrunch my face in confusion on why would he want to be my friend,
Then it hit me,
He was trying to find 'protections' from Dudley bullies. It was not really a secret that Dudley is Harry's cousin, and that Dudley loves to bully his cousin, and even mock him in front of everyone.
I then give him a look saying 'I know everything you are thinking right now, and you are not worth it' kind of look.
"I- I can do your homework for you?" Harry then add, at that, I stare at him for a good minute.
"Do you think I'm that stupid?"
I then answer him with another question, yet Harry's eyes said it all.
"You- you know what. Fine, you do my homework and the payment for that is I will protect you from that fat whale." At that Harry shyly grin in happiness.
Then I tilt my head as I try to remember any homework that I didn't do, and realized that I really didn't do any.
"Wait here, Let me grab my bag real quick!" I then tell him as I run toward the back of the tree pretending to grab my bag to find my homework.
At that answer Harry then was alert, "Wait, must I do your homework now?" He then screamed out as he follows me as I run toward behind the tree.
Thankfully I was fast enough and pull out my bag from my inventory,
Then I pull up my books and give it to Harry with a smile.
"I- Could I do it tomorrow? I still have chores to do today," Harry then ask with a mumble,
"I'll pay you."
At that Harry stop his mumble and look at me surprised. "Wait, what?" He then stares at me in disbelief.
"Really?"
At his word, I nod. "Yeah. I will pay you 2 pounds for each homework. How about that?" hearing those words, Harry then nods fast.
Then his eyes stare at the books that I have given to him and begin to count.
"10 Pound please." He then says it so fast that I was really not ready for it,
I then stare at him, then stare at the books in his hand. Then I begin to count it silently and notice I indeed given him 5 books for him to do, which means 2 times 5 are indeed 10.
Darn it.
I should have to say 1 pound each book, yet I stupidly, and arrogantly I may add, say 2 pounds each book.
"Fine,"
I then mutter as I pretend to grab the money from the pocket which is inside my bag.
"Here," As I give him the 10 pounds, Harry then grins at me.
"Thank you"
I nod at him,
Then suddenly Harry halts and worried filled on his face, "I need to go real quick before Aunt Petunia finds out I'm haven't cook the dinner yet!"
Which I stare at him ridiculously,
"Dinner?" Then I stare at the shining sun above us, "At this time?"
Harry ignore my question and begin to shove my books on his backpack. "See you soon!" at that he then run with his skinny leg with his baggy clothes as fast as he can.
Watching him running, I then shrug. "I guess I have a friend now?"
I could feel a butterfly on my stomach and I am not sure if I like it or not. Yet the grin that is splitting on my face says it otherwise.
Grabbing my backpack, I then put it on my inventory.
Though something did bother me a little bit,
It's regarding Harry's word just now. He mentions that he needs to make dinner, and he's only 10 years old.
"Also he did mentions about chores not too long ago,"
Tilting my head, I then begin to think that Harry perhaps did get abuse. Yet I shake my head as I think he was just the unfavored one in the house as Dudley is the only son the Dursley have and Harry is only a nephew that they took care of.
"So I guess him doing the chores around the house is to pay the Dursley as they did feed him and give him a roof to sleep in."
Muttering those words, I then begin to walk away from the park toward the dungeon.
As I was close toward the dungeon, I see someone familiar.
It was Mr. Allen,
Which I then go in the opposite direction quickly, yet luck was not on my side.
"Rose? Oh! Rose is that you?" Yet a familiar tone, and annoying as well, then call me.
I know that voice very well.
Shit,
"Wood."
Facing the voice's way, I then show a stern smile. "How can I help you?"
Benson then grins at me, "My brother and his friends are about to go to the field near our house to play Quidditch, would you like to join us?" He then ask me as he grin,
I stare at him in confusion.
Am I that socially awkward to not know this 'Quidditch' game? What is Quidditch? Is that a new game that kids usually play while I was out in the dungeon or running away from the police that are going to grab me back to the orphanage?
"No thank you,"
At my refusal, Benson then shows a pitiful face.
"Ah. Ms McKenna, How are you?" Then Mr. Allen's voice was heard from my side, Looking at him and then show another stern smile.
"Doing good sir, how about you?"
Being polite is never hurt,
"I am doing well, thank you for asking." Then he looks at Benson and then me, "His brother and his brother friends are going to play Quidditch, do you want to join in?"
He then ask me what Benson just ask,
"No thank-"
Then before I reject it, Mr. Allen then shows me a smile, and I personally really don't like that.
"I heard from Benson that your family are a good Beater, I believe they do need a new Beater, as Oliver's friend did call out in the last minute due to a potion accident," Mr. Allen then said with a chuckle, and that terrified me.
Mr. Allen is well known to be a grumpy middle-aged man, and seeing him this happy, or in his definitions of happy as Mr. Allen never really chuckle nor smile at school, really scaring me right now.
"Yea, uhm. Sure, I would love to join in." I then said with an unsure smile,
Benson then grins at that.
. . .
As we were walking toward Benson house, Benson and Mr. Allen then start talking about this 'Jack Slopper',
"He was not even a good player as a Beater anyway," Benson then tell me as he grin, which I raise my eyebrow at that.
"Really?"
At that, he nods, "Yup, he hit himself with the bat many times!" he informs, "I was actually glad that he did have a potion accident before the game started,"
"What kind of potion did he messed up?" I then ask Benson, as somehow now I don't think that Benson and Mr. Allen a drug addict.
No,
I think they are a Drug dealer!
I guess they start em up young, seeing how Benson is only 10 years old.
"It was Amortentia," Mr. Allen then answer, I swear I could see the glee from his eyes, "He wanted to give it to Katie Bell, yet it looks like he will be giving to himself after he explains to his parent on how much Galleons he spend and yet wasted for that potions,"
I nod myself at Mr. Allen's answer,
Ah.
I see.
Not.
"Nice, that potions indeed a pricey one," I then said, and to be honest I was just copying on what Mr. Allen just told me,
As it seems that this 'Amortentia' potion is indeed expensive, and other than that? I am not sure what is the use of it.
"It is, it's about 5 Galleon if you rounding up all the expense of the ingredients!" Benson then say, and I could say in a hyper voice.
Staring at him, I tilt my head and question him. "It seems that you are very informed about Amortentia potion Wood,"
At that, he then shrugs at me, "Do call me Benson, But yea.. Uhm, Homeschool, like there is nothing I actually could do you know. So I just spend my time reading, getting that knowledge."
I nod at him, "Yeah. Uh, you did transfer as we were bout to graduate though,"
Yet Benson just grins at my answer and scratch his head.
"He will be in Ravenclaw," Mr. Allen then said, then he stares at me and somehow there's something, like longing, was formed from his face. "Though I could see you in Slytherin."
Somehow when Mr. Allen say I will be seen in Slytherin, Benson shows an uncomfortable smile.
"Well, as long as I am not in Gryffindor, I think we still can be friends, Rose.." Then he looks at me with hope, "Right?"
"Sure. Just as long as you are not in the Gryffindork." I then said, somehow from the conversations I get, Slytherin indeed have an 'animosity' with Gryffindor, and I think Gryffindork is indeed a good bully name,
Skill Created!
[ Acting ] skill is now level 1!
Acting skill causes the enemy, or allies, to believe your act. 10% changes the skill will successful.
[ Lying ] skill level up!
15 % of the skill will be successful.
Oh, finally a new skill and a level up on Lying skill.
Not suprised.
"Yeah, she will fit well with a Slytherin." Mr. Allen then said as he chuckles as his eyes rolled,
Benson nod at him, "You know Rose?" He then said, yet he didn't continue his word causing me in the loop,
"Yes?"
"If you are actually placed in Hufflepuff, I would give all my chocolate frog card collections to my brother!" He then said as he laughs,
"Am I that cheap? only a Chocolate Card Collections as my worth?" I then retort him, yet Benson seems to be offended,
"Hey! I will let you know that I have most of the rare cards in my collections! Humph! I will show you later after the Quidditch," Benson then said with a proud face as he was mentioning his collections.
I am so lost.
But I need to at least fake it till I make it,
Name: Rose McKenna
Age: 10
Title: Little Devil
Hp: 11,100 / 11,100
Mp: 1,030 / 1,030
Level: 21 [ 31 / 100 ]
STR: 37
END: 30
DEF: 10
INT: 35
WIS: 28
CHA: 7 (+7)
LUK: 14
SP: 0
Money: £ 3,859.87