Disclaimer
(See now how hard is that? Im telling you just write the word Disclaimer and we'll know what you mean!Whats the use of writing a whole paragraph about junk people already kno?? Why cant we just do it in simple word instead of having to write: I do not own Harry Potter or anything in this story except the plot, they belong to JKRowling. Yatta, yatta the readers know dammit! Now you see, by using my new metjod, how much typing I just saved? Am I right???)
SEVEN BLACK ROSES
"That was nice." Angela muttered to herself while picking a gummi worm out of her hair.
"Nice?? It was hilarious!" A familiar voice spoke through the compartment door. The door slid open.It was Draco.
"Yea, it was nice, just as nice as I thought you were." Angela glared. Draco blinked, he knew that look....but from where?
"So whats your name blondie?", Draco asked, sitting down next to her.
"Angela, and look whos talking..."
Draco scowled. Darn it, he forgot about that.
"Well my names Draco, Draco Malfoy." Draco said in rather snobby tone, extending his hand out to her. She just blinked and stared at it. Then she giggled.
"Who are you? Some sort of rich boy?"
"Exactly."
"Well then," Angela grinned, putting on her own snobby tone, "Angela, Angela Lawrence." Draco stared No..no way... it couldnt be...a stupid coincidence
Before he could think up any words at all, Angela grabbed his hand and suddenly his mind fogged over. Images and unknown memories passed through his head as quickly as the speed of light, far too fast for him to make out anything. But he heard a voice from nowhere, a voice that was speaking as if it were being fast-fowarded, he could make out no words but the last one: "death..", until Draco felt a rush of dizziness, vomited on the floor, and passed out.
7 days later... (Yea, were goin bac to that again)
Angela stared at Dracos still unconcious form. Was it something she did? Thats one of the only things she thought about during her first week. She pulled out 7 dead and withered roses from the vase on his bedside table, and replaced them with 7 white roses.
Draco was the only one she had really talked to since her arrival here. Wether it had been amniesia or magic that had wiped out her memory, her past self must not have had any friends, cause she cant seem to make any.
Apparently, she was a Hufflepuff, freindly bunch most of them were. Hufflepuff stood for loyalty, was her past self loyal? Before she could guess an awnser, she heard a startling noise. It was Draco!
Draco was having the weirdest dream....
He was in what looked like an old broken down playground, a deserted one too, as he was the only one there. Him and....some kid takin a nap on the teetor toter, waiiit, that kids not asleep....hes dead! Crap, hes Shawn! So why is he dressed like Potter? Draco started baking away slowly when someone grabbed his shoulder.
A blonde girl wearing a white dress with pink lace and a matching hat lined with 7 black roses looked him dementedly, an incredibly thorny black rose in her hand. With what sounded like an evil laugh, she took the rose and stabbed him with it,over and over, and over until......
"DRACO!!"
Draco awoke with a start. He found himself in the familiar surroundings of the Hogwarts Hospital Wing...The past events returning to his mind slowly. That girl...the clatter on the train...Pansy with a frog in her hair....the rush in his head...the dream....that girl....that girl!!! Draco over to his left and saw two sapphire blue eyes staring straight back at him. Shit.
AN: There um....hoped u liked it...review!
(See now how hard is that? Im telling you just write the word Disclaimer and we'll know what you mean!Whats the use of writing a whole paragraph about junk people already kno?? Why cant we just do it in simple word instead of having to write: I do not own Harry Potter or anything in this story except the plot, they belong to JKRowling. Yatta, yatta the readers know dammit! Now you see, by using my new metjod, how much typing I just saved? Am I right???)
SEVEN BLACK ROSES
"That was nice." Angela muttered to herself while picking a gummi worm out of her hair.
"Nice?? It was hilarious!" A familiar voice spoke through the compartment door. The door slid open.It was Draco.
"Yea, it was nice, just as nice as I thought you were." Angela glared. Draco blinked, he knew that look....but from where?
"So whats your name blondie?", Draco asked, sitting down next to her.
"Angela, and look whos talking..."
Draco scowled. Darn it, he forgot about that.
"Well my names Draco, Draco Malfoy." Draco said in rather snobby tone, extending his hand out to her. She just blinked and stared at it. Then she giggled.
"Who are you? Some sort of rich boy?"
"Exactly."
"Well then," Angela grinned, putting on her own snobby tone, "Angela, Angela Lawrence." Draco stared No..no way... it couldnt be...a stupid coincidence
Before he could think up any words at all, Angela grabbed his hand and suddenly his mind fogged over. Images and unknown memories passed through his head as quickly as the speed of light, far too fast for him to make out anything. But he heard a voice from nowhere, a voice that was speaking as if it were being fast-fowarded, he could make out no words but the last one: "death..", until Draco felt a rush of dizziness, vomited on the floor, and passed out.
7 days later... (Yea, were goin bac to that again)
Angela stared at Dracos still unconcious form. Was it something she did? Thats one of the only things she thought about during her first week. She pulled out 7 dead and withered roses from the vase on his bedside table, and replaced them with 7 white roses.
Draco was the only one she had really talked to since her arrival here. Wether it had been amniesia or magic that had wiped out her memory, her past self must not have had any friends, cause she cant seem to make any.
Apparently, she was a Hufflepuff, freindly bunch most of them were. Hufflepuff stood for loyalty, was her past self loyal? Before she could guess an awnser, she heard a startling noise. It was Draco!
Draco was having the weirdest dream....
He was in what looked like an old broken down playground, a deserted one too, as he was the only one there. Him and....some kid takin a nap on the teetor toter, waiiit, that kids not asleep....hes dead! Crap, hes Shawn! So why is he dressed like Potter? Draco started baking away slowly when someone grabbed his shoulder.
A blonde girl wearing a white dress with pink lace and a matching hat lined with 7 black roses looked him dementedly, an incredibly thorny black rose in her hand. With what sounded like an evil laugh, she took the rose and stabbed him with it,over and over, and over until......
"DRACO!!"
Draco awoke with a start. He found himself in the familiar surroundings of the Hogwarts Hospital Wing...The past events returning to his mind slowly. That girl...the clatter on the train...Pansy with a frog in her hair....the rush in his head...the dream....that girl....that girl!!! Draco over to his left and saw two sapphire blue eyes staring straight back at him. Shit.
AN: There um....hoped u liked it...review!