Ok...so, I have to thank MSNBC for preventing me from getting sued by Time Warner. That's right, I could have been sued!!! There is an old artical on MSNBC about how allot of people at ff.net have been writting slash and they where debating whether or not to start suing. Now I don't know if they really did or not. My guilt came over me and I pulled my story. I never finished reading the artical. I still feel guilty and I would like to apologize if I have offended anyone...especially JK Rowling. She is the last person I wanted to piss off.
From now on, I, Rose Diane Black, will not write any more slash. That is a promise you can be pretty damn sure I will keep. I suggest all you other peeps out there do the same. I dont like to see peeps loose there money over something so trivial as posting a story.
Anywho...
Now back to my original (and totaly inocent) story.
Disclaimer: None of these characters, except Rose and Mark, belonge to me. They belong to the Goddess J.K.Rowling
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Chapter 7:
Dark Blue
Christmas at Hogwarts was an event no one would miss. The lavish decorations in the Great Hall during the feast made Rose wish she was a little child. No, not a little child, then she would have to live throughi that/i again. She didn't even notice that the food had appeared and everyone else had started eating. "Beautiful, are they not?" Mark had startled her so that she dropped her fork on the floor.
"Oh my!" She touched her pale hand to her chest,"you did give me a fright!"
"I appologize. Say, I think the atmosphere is a little stuffy here. Would you like to take a walk?" Mark extended his rough hand. His bright blue eyes shown so that they seemed to iluminate. His thick Scottish accent made him even more handsome.
"Sure"i What about Remus?/i She thought in the back of her mind. Feeling more guilty and reluctant now, she accepted his gentelmanly offer.
The air outside was a bitter cold and little snowflakes keept falling on their black cloaks, making a little stary sky on her sholders. Mark had been so kind to her all year, but Remus loved her. She didn't know what there relationship was. Remus wasn't really what you would call handsome, but he was not ugly either. Yet again, he was the only other werewolf she knew. They were so close, but so where her and Mark. "Well, what do you think?" He intorupted her thoughts.
"Pardon me?"
"The ice sculpture I made this morning." There, before her, was a large ice sculpture of her sitting on a cresent moon holding up a star in the sky.
"Oh my!!! It is beautiful!!!" Her heart almost skipped a beat when she turned around. Mark was on one knee and opening a little black velvet box. Inside was the largest diamond ring she had ever laid her eyes on.
"Rose, I hope you don't think that I am rushing this, but...(dramatic pause)...will you marry me?"
"Mark...I don't know. I just don't know." With that, she ran to her room. Not stopping to even say a hello to Remus who was holding in his hand a small package and a dozen roses.
Once inside her room, she locked the door and fell face down into her pillows. Warming the half frozen tears from her run was painful, so was the melting block inside her chest. What seemed like hours later, a soft knock came to her door. "Go away Mark!"
"Its Harry. Aunt Rose, are you ok?"i Do I sound ok?!/i She wanted to snap. The pillow cover stuck to her face as she got off the bed to un-latch the lock. The heavy "thud" of the lock releasing signaled Harry to open the door. She didn't wait for him, she was already back in bed. A long silence surounded them and became thick in there throughts. Harry started it,"Proffcer McGregor didn't come back either. Did something happen between you two?" Harry's couriocity was perfectly normal.
"He asked me to marry him..." A long conversation followed. She explained everything from when Remus kissed her in his kitchen untill today. Harry was in shock. Total and complete shock. "Are you going to stay with Remus or go with Mar-Proffecor McGregor?" He asked, now sitting right next to her hand handing her a tissue from her night stand.
"I dunno. I just dunno."
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OOOO!!! And the plot thickens! ;-D The next chapter will be about Harry, so be prepared!
Please, be a good reader and review!!
From now on, I, Rose Diane Black, will not write any more slash. That is a promise you can be pretty damn sure I will keep. I suggest all you other peeps out there do the same. I dont like to see peeps loose there money over something so trivial as posting a story.
Anywho...
Now back to my original (and totaly inocent) story.
Disclaimer: None of these characters, except Rose and Mark, belonge to me. They belong to the Goddess J.K.Rowling
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Chapter 7:
Dark Blue
Christmas at Hogwarts was an event no one would miss. The lavish decorations in the Great Hall during the feast made Rose wish she was a little child. No, not a little child, then she would have to live throughi that/i again. She didn't even notice that the food had appeared and everyone else had started eating. "Beautiful, are they not?" Mark had startled her so that she dropped her fork on the floor.
"Oh my!" She touched her pale hand to her chest,"you did give me a fright!"
"I appologize. Say, I think the atmosphere is a little stuffy here. Would you like to take a walk?" Mark extended his rough hand. His bright blue eyes shown so that they seemed to iluminate. His thick Scottish accent made him even more handsome.
"Sure"i What about Remus?/i She thought in the back of her mind. Feeling more guilty and reluctant now, she accepted his gentelmanly offer.
The air outside was a bitter cold and little snowflakes keept falling on their black cloaks, making a little stary sky on her sholders. Mark had been so kind to her all year, but Remus loved her. She didn't know what there relationship was. Remus wasn't really what you would call handsome, but he was not ugly either. Yet again, he was the only other werewolf she knew. They were so close, but so where her and Mark. "Well, what do you think?" He intorupted her thoughts.
"Pardon me?"
"The ice sculpture I made this morning." There, before her, was a large ice sculpture of her sitting on a cresent moon holding up a star in the sky.
"Oh my!!! It is beautiful!!!" Her heart almost skipped a beat when she turned around. Mark was on one knee and opening a little black velvet box. Inside was the largest diamond ring she had ever laid her eyes on.
"Rose, I hope you don't think that I am rushing this, but...(dramatic pause)...will you marry me?"
"Mark...I don't know. I just don't know." With that, she ran to her room. Not stopping to even say a hello to Remus who was holding in his hand a small package and a dozen roses.
Once inside her room, she locked the door and fell face down into her pillows. Warming the half frozen tears from her run was painful, so was the melting block inside her chest. What seemed like hours later, a soft knock came to her door. "Go away Mark!"
"Its Harry. Aunt Rose, are you ok?"i Do I sound ok?!/i She wanted to snap. The pillow cover stuck to her face as she got off the bed to un-latch the lock. The heavy "thud" of the lock releasing signaled Harry to open the door. She didn't wait for him, she was already back in bed. A long silence surounded them and became thick in there throughts. Harry started it,"Proffcer McGregor didn't come back either. Did something happen between you two?" Harry's couriocity was perfectly normal.
"He asked me to marry him..." A long conversation followed. She explained everything from when Remus kissed her in his kitchen untill today. Harry was in shock. Total and complete shock. "Are you going to stay with Remus or go with Mar-Proffecor McGregor?" He asked, now sitting right next to her hand handing her a tissue from her night stand.
"I dunno. I just dunno."
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OOOO!!! And the plot thickens! ;-D The next chapter will be about Harry, so be prepared!
Please, be a good reader and review!!
