The Rose that Grew from Nowhere

Chapter 4

Rose's Induction to the We-Hate-Malfoy-Club

Summary: Rose, Harry, Hermione, Ginny, and the twins head off to Hogwarts and get their first taste of Draco Malfoy…and a surprise move from our favorite enemy surfaces.

Author's Note: As I am writing this the site is still not up turns toward fanfiction.net owners and makes a menacing face, growling but I like my story.

Disclaimer: We talked about plagiarism today in English…so I just want to say that they aren't mine…except Rose. Please don't kill me, J.K! I'm a poor fifteen year old with nothing better to do than sit around and write stories using your characters…except for Rose… *this rant will continue until the author knows she will not be sued*

The dim light was just beginning to turn gray when Mrs. Weasley made her way into Harry and Ron's room. "Up!" she said. "Come on, the train will leave before you know it!"

Ron mumbled something about stupid creepy crawlers and rolled over in bed. Harry rubbed his sleep-ridden eyes and sat up in bed, looking around for his glasses. He was almost blind without them.

Ron turned toward Harry. "Whatimesit?" he slurred.

"Time to get up" Harry said, shoving his glasses on his nose and patting down his messy black hair. He got up and stumbled toward the bathroom to get ready.

Out in the hallway he almost bumped into Rose, who was waiting for the bathroom already. She was pulling a brush through her long, pretty red hair. Harry stopped to get a look at her before she turned around. She was so pretty, he couldn't believe how. Her hair was so bright, and her eyes were beautiful. Her face had a mystery of its own, a mystery that he didn't think he could figure out. But he was certainly going to try.

She turned around. "Oh, hey Harry!" she exclaimed, dropping her hairbrush on the floor. "Oh, oops." She bent down to pick it up.

"Oh, I've got it" Harry said. He bent to grab the brush and got there a second too late. His head rammed Rose's.

"Ow! Oh, I'm sorry..I just seem to be good for scaring you, don't I?" Rose said, standing and holding her head.

"Happens all the time" Harry said.

They stood there, trying to get the lumps off their heads.

"Are you excited about Hogwarts?" Harry asked, finally.

"Yeah, I am. I haven't been there in ages, I miss the old place" Rose said. She was quiet for a minute. Then she said, "I wonder if Dumbledore really can protect me."

Harry looked at her. The remark had been directed to the floor, but Harry could see that she was really worried about it.

He put a comforting hand on her shoulder. "Don't worry. He will. He takes excellent care of us all. And I'm sure if he has any sense at all he'll look after you."

Rose smiled at him. "Thanks, Harry."

The bathroom door opened and a sleepy looking George stepped out. "Morning, Harry, Rose" he said. "Has the train left yet?"

Rose laughed and went into the bathroom. Harry was left standing out in the hallway, wallowing in embarrassment.

Ron, still half asleep joined the wall along with Harry. "Are you ok?" he asked him. "You've been a bit flighty lately."

"Oh, I'm fine" Harry said. Ron rolled his eyes. "Yeah, right. You've been completely out of it ever since Rose turned up. Did she scare you that badly?"

Fred came up out of nowhere. "She's a cutie, eh, Harry?" he said. Ron snickered.

"What?" Harry said, his face turning scarlet. "No. I mean, yes she is, but…"

"Cuter than, say, Cho Chang?" Ron teased.

"Not you too" Harry moaned. "Please, she's a nice girl, leave her alone."

"Ok, I'll leave her alone…with you in the closet!" Fred laughed.

"Knock it off!" Harry said, nudging Fred in the ribs. Fred jumped on Harry's back and began to wrestle him. Ron urged them on.

Rose came out of the bathroom. "I've got ten galleons on Harry!" she shouted over the din.

"Oh, gee, thanks, Rose!" Fred said. "After all we went through to save you!"

Rose scoffed just as Mrs. Weasley came up the stairs.

"Fred!"

"Sorry, mum."

Platform nine and three quarters was teeming with Hogwarts students. Harry noticed that this year, they all looked a little more apprehensive to get on the large locomotive.

"God, I forgot how much I missed this place" Rose said, wheeling her cart beside Harry's. He felt privileged, a bunch of Fred and George's friends, and a considerable number of his friends were staring open mouthed at her.

Much to Harry's dismay, some of his enemies were staring at her too. Blond headed snoot Draco Malfoy was also staring at Rose, a smirk on his face.

"Oh, great" Harry said, aloud.

"What?" asked Rose as the conductor lifted their luggage into the train.

Ron caught sight of Malfoy and groaned. "Just when I thought I was going to have a fairly good year…"

Rose still looked confused. "What?" she persisted.

"See that blond headed boy over there?" Harry said, pointing indiscreetly at Malfoy.

"Oh, dear. Pasty little bugger, isn't he?" she said.

Harry couldn't help but smile. "Yeah, and a real snoot as well. Mean, bossy, a real jerk."

Rose's gaze turned to one of disgust. "Does he know you?"

"Yes. He's spent numerous times trying to get me in trouble, or just pick a fight with me."

"Any enemy of yours is an enemy of mine" Rose said, climbing onto the train. "Besides, I don't care for blonds, especially pasty blonds. I like dark heads better." She smiled and winked as she disappeared into the train.

All the blood rushed into Harry's head at that moment and he felt faint and full of happiness.

"ALL ABOARD!" the conductor yelled.

"Oh, dears, hurry, you'll miss the train…goodbye Ginny dear, Ron, Fred, where's George? Oh there you are dear, goodbye, send us an owl!" Mrs. Weasley fussed as the friends all scrambled onto the train. They waved out the window as the purple monster sped off through the English countryside.

Harry, Ron, Hermione, Ginny, Rose, Fred, and George raced along the narrow hallway to try and find their cabin. Fred and George had already selected one.

"Here it is!" they said, sliding open a door. There was hardly enough room for all of them in there, so Harry and Ron decided that they, Hermione, and Rose would take the car next to it. They clambered in and sat down.

"Man, I've forgotten how wonderful Hogwarts is! Does the little witch still come around and feed us?" Rose asked.

"Yes" Harry said. "She should be here very soon, actually."

"I can't wait until then, I'm cracking open mum's sandwiches" Ron said, standing up to get a sandwich out of his trunk.

No sooner had Hermione shut the door behind her, it swung open again, only to reveal…

"Malfoy? What do you want?" Hermione said, placing a hand on her hip.

Malfoy, followed by his henchmen, Crabbe and Goyle swaggered into the cabin and made themselves comfortable in Ron's seat.

"Excuse me, but that's Ron's seat" Rose said, already a look of utter hatred in her eye for Malfoy.

Malfoy pretended not to have noticed as Ron stood over him. He just looked at Rose, a lecherous smirk on his face.

"Yeah, Malfoy, in our language that means move" Ron said, his ears growing red.

"Scuse me, Weasley, can't you tell I'm in the middle of something here?" Malfoy grinned. Harry began to get angry. So did Rose.

"Well if it's with me I certainly wasn't aware of you saying anything, all you're doing is sitting there grinning like a deranged magpie, now if you're going to say something please say it, you're wasting my time" she spat. Hermione smiled. It looked like she was going to have a new best friend.

Malfoy just grinned harder. "She's a smart one, isn't she Potter? Red heads are always fiery."

"Listen, Malfoy, I think you'd better be on your way, we have important things to talk about that don't concern you and your henchwimps, so bugger off" Harry said, "And quit harassing Rose."

"Oh, so that's your name, is it? Well Rose, why don't you come visit a real wizard in the Slytherin common room tonight?"

"Oh, you're a Slythern? That makes it all different" Rose said, raising her eyebrows. Malfoy nodded, proud of himself.

"You're more of a loser than I expected."

Malfoy looked taken aback.

"Now get out of here and quit hitting on me, you're stupefying the air with your incredibly pasty blond presence, now scram" Rose said.

Malfoy, looking angry, swaggered up off the seat and turned around on his way out.

"If you're ever looking for a good time…"

Rose stood and grabbed him by the front of his robes, lifted him an inch or so off the ground, and threw him out into the corridor. Hermione slammed the door in his face.

Ron practically jumped out of his skin as he ran to hug Rose. "I can't believe you did that!" he exclaimed. "That was brilliant!"

Rose smiled. "I don't have much patience for horny losers like him…especially Slytherins, God, can you imagine?"

She sat back down. Harry looked at her. "Guess you've had your induction to the we-hate-Malfoy club."

"Did I pass?" she asked.

"With flying colors" Harry said. He smiled. Rose smiled back and almost gave him a heart attack.

It was going to be a good term.