Evil Still Blooms: Slytherin's Story
Chapter 4: Legend of the Past
"Now, some people think that Voldemort lost his powers when the curse he put on Harry backfired. But the truth is that he had started to lose power long before then."
"While Voldemort was at Hogwarts, he had a very special classmate. I think her name was Rose Rentrer. anyway, the two of them became very close- partially because they were both neglected by their parents and the both had an interest in Dark Magic."
"Their relationship strengthened even more during Voldemort's rise to power, and eventually, Voldemort asked her to marry him. Many people developed the theory that if Voldemort and Rose married, the couple would have ultimate power. I agree with the theory," Hermione added. ".Voldemort and Rose- they completed each other. If one was weak in a certain field of magic, the other was strong in it. Together, they were perfect at all aspects of Dark Magic."
Hermione sighed, and the continued, "But then, only days after Voldemort's proposal. Rose was. killed."
"By who?!?" Pansy screamed in outrage. She liked the way the story had been going.
Hermione shrugged. "The book I read didn't say. I only know that the Avada Kadavra curse was performed on her by someone on our side-"
Pansy cleared her throat.
"Well, you know what I mean," Hermione said impatiently. "As I was saying, unlike what eventually happened to Voldemort, Rose was incapable of surviving the deadly curse. And from the on, after Rose's death. things weren't the same for Voldemort. He had lost the only person he had ever loved."
Both were silent for a moment. Then Pansy asked, "But what does that have to do with 'The Blooming?'"
"Rumor has it that a woman with the name of a flower who has Death Eater blood will take Rose's place in Voldemort's heart. If she returns his feeling. then Voldemort will finally be able to have ultimate power. Voldemort's rise to ultimate power with the help of this woman is called 'The Blooming.'"
"Who's the woman, though?" questioned Pansy.
"I don't know. I don't think anyone knows right now, to be honest-"
Madame Pomfrey stormed into the hospital wing. "Out," she demanded sourly, pointing at Hermione. Then she pointed her finger at Pansy. "And YOU have been excused. I suppose Snape finally got you to talk." Madame Pomfrey saw that Hermione hadn't moved. "OUT, NOW!" she bellowed.
Hermione got up and quickly whispered to Pansy, "Meet me in the library later." and she scurried out of the room.
"You may go," Madame Pomfrey repeated, and so Pansy left. heading for the dungeon."
~*~
Draco kicked at the tufts of grass on the grounds outside the Hogwarts castle. In his hand he held a letter from his father that he had received by owl that morning.
He was in no mood to read the letter's contents. It was probably all about how to help his father help Voldemort. like always.
Tired of guessing, Draco fumbled at the sealing wax and unfolded the letter.
Dear Draco, I have discovered some very important information that may apply to one of your classmates. If I am correct, Voldemort's complete rise is certain. Let me know the soonest date that you can come home for a few days; this information is too important to send through the mail. Your father, Lucius Malfoy
Draco immediately became curious. Important information about one of his classmates.? He wondered who it could be. Potter was a likely candidate. Crabbe and Goyle- were they up to something? Or Weasley- his father could be causing trouble for the Death Eaters.
So when could he visit his father? Next weekend was Hogsmeade; he could easily ditch and go home instead. yes, that was the best thing to do.
Draco began to walk back to the castle. Now at least he would have something to look forward to. He'd send his father a reply as soon as possible.
~*~
"Wow, so that's what Snape was talking about," Pansy thought to herself as she walked to the dungeon. "The Blooming. but how am I involved in all of this.?
Her thoughts turned to Draco. "That bastard." she still couldn't believe that everything he had told her was a lie. Pansy shook her head. She wasn't sure if she would ever be able to trust anyone again. His love, his care, his attention had all seemed to real. but it had been fake, it all had been fake.
What if Snape had been lying, too? His words in the hospital wing completely took her by surprise. Last night, he had been horrified. But in the hospital wing, he had acted so dreamy and passionate. it was so weird.
Pansy sighed. Maybe everyone was using her. Maybe everyone was laughing at her behind her back, thinking how stupid and gullible she was.
She reached the door of Snape's office. But as her hand touched the doorknob, she stopped, and suddenly, the memories of the night before played again in her mind; once again, her heart became filled with an icy hatred. She wouldn't trust Snape, she wouldn't help him. She had already given him that chance, and he had shoved it away like it was nothing.
So who cared about her? Anyone? Then Pansy remembered Hermione. Out of all the people she had interacted with in the past 24 hours, Hermione seemed the friendliest, the most caring and considerate. She'd go to the library then, at least-
But as she turned to go, a white hand grabbed the back of her robe. "I've been waiting for you, Pansy." and Snape pulled her inside his office.
Chapter 4: Legend of the Past
"Now, some people think that Voldemort lost his powers when the curse he put on Harry backfired. But the truth is that he had started to lose power long before then."
"While Voldemort was at Hogwarts, he had a very special classmate. I think her name was Rose Rentrer. anyway, the two of them became very close- partially because they were both neglected by their parents and the both had an interest in Dark Magic."
"Their relationship strengthened even more during Voldemort's rise to power, and eventually, Voldemort asked her to marry him. Many people developed the theory that if Voldemort and Rose married, the couple would have ultimate power. I agree with the theory," Hermione added. ".Voldemort and Rose- they completed each other. If one was weak in a certain field of magic, the other was strong in it. Together, they were perfect at all aspects of Dark Magic."
Hermione sighed, and the continued, "But then, only days after Voldemort's proposal. Rose was. killed."
"By who?!?" Pansy screamed in outrage. She liked the way the story had been going.
Hermione shrugged. "The book I read didn't say. I only know that the Avada Kadavra curse was performed on her by someone on our side-"
Pansy cleared her throat.
"Well, you know what I mean," Hermione said impatiently. "As I was saying, unlike what eventually happened to Voldemort, Rose was incapable of surviving the deadly curse. And from the on, after Rose's death. things weren't the same for Voldemort. He had lost the only person he had ever loved."
Both were silent for a moment. Then Pansy asked, "But what does that have to do with 'The Blooming?'"
"Rumor has it that a woman with the name of a flower who has Death Eater blood will take Rose's place in Voldemort's heart. If she returns his feeling. then Voldemort will finally be able to have ultimate power. Voldemort's rise to ultimate power with the help of this woman is called 'The Blooming.'"
"Who's the woman, though?" questioned Pansy.
"I don't know. I don't think anyone knows right now, to be honest-"
Madame Pomfrey stormed into the hospital wing. "Out," she demanded sourly, pointing at Hermione. Then she pointed her finger at Pansy. "And YOU have been excused. I suppose Snape finally got you to talk." Madame Pomfrey saw that Hermione hadn't moved. "OUT, NOW!" she bellowed.
Hermione got up and quickly whispered to Pansy, "Meet me in the library later." and she scurried out of the room.
"You may go," Madame Pomfrey repeated, and so Pansy left. heading for the dungeon."
~*~
Draco kicked at the tufts of grass on the grounds outside the Hogwarts castle. In his hand he held a letter from his father that he had received by owl that morning.
He was in no mood to read the letter's contents. It was probably all about how to help his father help Voldemort. like always.
Tired of guessing, Draco fumbled at the sealing wax and unfolded the letter.
Dear Draco, I have discovered some very important information that may apply to one of your classmates. If I am correct, Voldemort's complete rise is certain. Let me know the soonest date that you can come home for a few days; this information is too important to send through the mail. Your father, Lucius Malfoy
Draco immediately became curious. Important information about one of his classmates.? He wondered who it could be. Potter was a likely candidate. Crabbe and Goyle- were they up to something? Or Weasley- his father could be causing trouble for the Death Eaters.
So when could he visit his father? Next weekend was Hogsmeade; he could easily ditch and go home instead. yes, that was the best thing to do.
Draco began to walk back to the castle. Now at least he would have something to look forward to. He'd send his father a reply as soon as possible.
~*~
"Wow, so that's what Snape was talking about," Pansy thought to herself as she walked to the dungeon. "The Blooming. but how am I involved in all of this.?
Her thoughts turned to Draco. "That bastard." she still couldn't believe that everything he had told her was a lie. Pansy shook her head. She wasn't sure if she would ever be able to trust anyone again. His love, his care, his attention had all seemed to real. but it had been fake, it all had been fake.
What if Snape had been lying, too? His words in the hospital wing completely took her by surprise. Last night, he had been horrified. But in the hospital wing, he had acted so dreamy and passionate. it was so weird.
Pansy sighed. Maybe everyone was using her. Maybe everyone was laughing at her behind her back, thinking how stupid and gullible she was.
She reached the door of Snape's office. But as her hand touched the doorknob, she stopped, and suddenly, the memories of the night before played again in her mind; once again, her heart became filled with an icy hatred. She wouldn't trust Snape, she wouldn't help him. She had already given him that chance, and he had shoved it away like it was nothing.
So who cared about her? Anyone? Then Pansy remembered Hermione. Out of all the people she had interacted with in the past 24 hours, Hermione seemed the friendliest, the most caring and considerate. She'd go to the library then, at least-
But as she turned to go, a white hand grabbed the back of her robe. "I've been waiting for you, Pansy." and Snape pulled her inside his office.