Rogue Streak
Chapter 5
Disclaimer: I own nothing involving Harry Potter except new characters and plot ideas.
Previously:
Rogue had barely talked to Harry through all of double Transfiguration. She kept staring at her hand. Even when they were supposed to be turning cacti into shrubbery, she kept breaking off and staring down at her closed fist, so much that she got extra homework, even though she was normally very good at Transfiguration. What the hell was so damned interesting about her hand? Then it struck him; Malfoy had shaken her hand. She must have taken it really badly. With that thought in mind, he began to eat.
"I swear, if Malfoy did anything," said Ginny as they sat down in the common room. Rogue replied hurriedly, "No, he didn't do anything...at least, not really. He gave me...this." Slowly, she opened her fist and unfurled the small strip of paper.
Rogue,
Meet me in the library at 7:00, at the table nearest the Restricted
Section. Come alone.
Draco Malfoy
"What should I do?" Rogue moaned. "If I meet him, I'll be playing into his hands and whatever else he has planned. But if I don't go, he'll think I'm a coward." In her frustration, she punched the table. "SHIT!!!!!!!!!!!!"
"Hey!" Ginny yelled. "Calm down right now! It's not that big of a deal!"
Rogue replied, "How can you fucking SAY that?!?! Yes it is!! That slimy bastard!! Malfoy, I will KILL YOU!!!!!" She raged at the common room, oblivious to everything. Finally, she stopped, and hung her head in shame. "Sorry about that, Ginny."
"It's quite alright," Ginny replied, "but next time, try and control your temper." She continued, "Your situation isn't really that bad, you know."
"But how can you say that?" Rogue replied exasperatedly. "Either way, I'll look bad."
"Who cares?" asked Ginny. "You know you can make it work for you. You always do."
Rogue asked defensively, "And what does that mean?" She cracked a grin, and sunk back into her chair. The fact of the matter was she'd have to go, whether she wanted to or no. Damn Malfoy!
Malfoy watched her walk into the library and look around, unsure of where to go. Her deep brown eyes scanned the room nervously, and alighted upon him. With an unreadable face, she walked toward him and settled in the chair across the table from him.
"You've given yourself away, Rogue," he said to her. She started, but hiding the look of shock on her face, she settled back in her chair and replied, "Really, Malfoy? Well then...enlighten me."
"You sat in the chair furthest away from me, showing that you don't want to be here. Yet you leaned forward with your head in your hands, showing you're curious. The chair you chose was directly across from me, meaning you're preparing for confrontation. And finally, the detail that baffles me is that you obviously care about this, because you took the time to reapply your makeup." He said this without feeling, enjoying the look on her face as it changed from surprise, to anger, to embarrassment. A red flush crawled up her cheeks, and she clenched her fists.
"You obviously know your body language, Malfoy," she spat, "but if that is only reason I'm here, I've wasted my time." She began to stand, but he drawled, "Impatient, aren't we?" She took her seat.
Malfoy was in no mood to let his power over her dissipate so rapidly, though. He examined her fingernails, and casually asked, "Why did you come here tonight?"
Rogue shot back, "Why do you want to know?"
"Oooh, feisty are we?" asked Malfoy contemptuously. He relished her anger. "Much as I enjoy seeing you like this, I would like an answer to my question."
Rogue contemplated this, longer than Malfoy would have thought possible. "I wanted to know why. I still do, as a matter of fact," she replied.
"But isn't that obvious?" asked Malfoy superiorly.
"What do you mean, Malfoy?" She was hostile, yes, overly so, but there was a note of curiosity underlying it.
He replied, "Obviously you don't pay attention at meals." He passed a piece of paper to her. "Read this."
Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry Inter-House Relations
Research Project
In order to improve Inter-House relationships at Hogwarts, a research
paper will be assigned on the four Hogwarts founders. You will be
paired with someone from your Inter-House class group. These pairings
will be random, but they will not be from your own House. This paper
is due the Monday before Christmas break, and it needs to be at least
five scrolls of parchment. Good luck!
Following this announcement were the names of other people in their class group, and their partners. By her name was none other than Draco Malfoy.
A/N: If you want to see a representation of Rogue, go to http://hometown.aol.com/crazydreampixie/page10.html
Chapter 5
Disclaimer: I own nothing involving Harry Potter except new characters and plot ideas.
Previously:
Rogue had barely talked to Harry through all of double Transfiguration. She kept staring at her hand. Even when they were supposed to be turning cacti into shrubbery, she kept breaking off and staring down at her closed fist, so much that she got extra homework, even though she was normally very good at Transfiguration. What the hell was so damned interesting about her hand? Then it struck him; Malfoy had shaken her hand. She must have taken it really badly. With that thought in mind, he began to eat.
"I swear, if Malfoy did anything," said Ginny as they sat down in the common room. Rogue replied hurriedly, "No, he didn't do anything...at least, not really. He gave me...this." Slowly, she opened her fist and unfurled the small strip of paper.
Rogue,
Meet me in the library at 7:00, at the table nearest the Restricted
Section. Come alone.
Draco Malfoy
"What should I do?" Rogue moaned. "If I meet him, I'll be playing into his hands and whatever else he has planned. But if I don't go, he'll think I'm a coward." In her frustration, she punched the table. "SHIT!!!!!!!!!!!!"
"Hey!" Ginny yelled. "Calm down right now! It's not that big of a deal!"
Rogue replied, "How can you fucking SAY that?!?! Yes it is!! That slimy bastard!! Malfoy, I will KILL YOU!!!!!" She raged at the common room, oblivious to everything. Finally, she stopped, and hung her head in shame. "Sorry about that, Ginny."
"It's quite alright," Ginny replied, "but next time, try and control your temper." She continued, "Your situation isn't really that bad, you know."
"But how can you say that?" Rogue replied exasperatedly. "Either way, I'll look bad."
"Who cares?" asked Ginny. "You know you can make it work for you. You always do."
Rogue asked defensively, "And what does that mean?" She cracked a grin, and sunk back into her chair. The fact of the matter was she'd have to go, whether she wanted to or no. Damn Malfoy!
Malfoy watched her walk into the library and look around, unsure of where to go. Her deep brown eyes scanned the room nervously, and alighted upon him. With an unreadable face, she walked toward him and settled in the chair across the table from him.
"You've given yourself away, Rogue," he said to her. She started, but hiding the look of shock on her face, she settled back in her chair and replied, "Really, Malfoy? Well then...enlighten me."
"You sat in the chair furthest away from me, showing that you don't want to be here. Yet you leaned forward with your head in your hands, showing you're curious. The chair you chose was directly across from me, meaning you're preparing for confrontation. And finally, the detail that baffles me is that you obviously care about this, because you took the time to reapply your makeup." He said this without feeling, enjoying the look on her face as it changed from surprise, to anger, to embarrassment. A red flush crawled up her cheeks, and she clenched her fists.
"You obviously know your body language, Malfoy," she spat, "but if that is only reason I'm here, I've wasted my time." She began to stand, but he drawled, "Impatient, aren't we?" She took her seat.
Malfoy was in no mood to let his power over her dissipate so rapidly, though. He examined her fingernails, and casually asked, "Why did you come here tonight?"
Rogue shot back, "Why do you want to know?"
"Oooh, feisty are we?" asked Malfoy contemptuously. He relished her anger. "Much as I enjoy seeing you like this, I would like an answer to my question."
Rogue contemplated this, longer than Malfoy would have thought possible. "I wanted to know why. I still do, as a matter of fact," she replied.
"But isn't that obvious?" asked Malfoy superiorly.
"What do you mean, Malfoy?" She was hostile, yes, overly so, but there was a note of curiosity underlying it.
He replied, "Obviously you don't pay attention at meals." He passed a piece of paper to her. "Read this."
Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry Inter-House Relations
Research Project
In order to improve Inter-House relationships at Hogwarts, a research
paper will be assigned on the four Hogwarts founders. You will be
paired with someone from your Inter-House class group. These pairings
will be random, but they will not be from your own House. This paper
is due the Monday before Christmas break, and it needs to be at least
five scrolls of parchment. Good luck!
Following this announcement were the names of other people in their class group, and their partners. By her name was none other than Draco Malfoy.
A/N: If you want to see a representation of Rogue, go to http://hometown.aol.com/crazydreampixie/page10.html