Rogue Streak
Chapter 6
Disclaimer: I own nothing involving Harry Potter except new characters and plot ideas.
Previously:
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.
Rogue let out a laugh of relief. This was bad, but it wasn't what she thought! Yet, she felt a twinge of disappointment. Her crush was still unknown, but she still liked him so much! What was wrong with her? She gave her head a little shake to clear her head. Noticing Malfoy watching her, she said curtly, "I'm fine. So, who does what?"
"Excuse?" said Malfoy. He couldn't look away. Her hair was reflected in the dull library light, and it looked like bits of gold were shining in her hair. He was entranced by it, the simple, accidental beauty. He forced himself to look away, and repeated, "Excuse?"
"I said," Rogue repeated exasperatedly, "who does what?"
"Meaning?" asked Malfoy.
"Meaning you and I would never be able to work together. I was thinking I could do Gryffindor and Ravenclaw, and you could do Hufflepuff and Slytherin." She propped her head up on her hands, and gave Malfoy a dirty look. "Besides, I wouldn't be caught dead working with you," she muttered. Malfoy looked at her questioningly, and settled back into his chair as if he were settling himself onto a throne.
"I was under the impression that we were to work together, Bennett," said Malfoy smoothly. "You wouldn't want to break any rules, now would you?" He stared at her relentlessly, his piercingly gray eyes locked with her deep cocoa ones, until Rogue couldn't stand it, and looked away ashamedly. She murmured, "I guess you're right." She looked up at him, and the look in her eyes startled him. Longing and hurt were inscribed in her features, yet her eyes still twinkled with an irresistible mischievousness. She said, "When do you want to start this? I mean, do you want to begin tonight or tomorrow or-"
Malfoy cut her off. "Tomorrow will do. 7:00, same table. Now, if you'll excuse me?" He stood and extended a hand.
Rogue ignored the proffered hand, and pushed herself up. "Till tomorrow then, Malfoy." She headed out of the library. Malfoy watched her progress towards the exit. She moved with an effortless grace that no other Hogwarts student seemed to possess...in fact, no other woman he had ever seen could move like that. For yes Rogue was a woman now, and a stunningly beautiful one at that. After she left, he followed her steps, and turned towards his common room.
* * * * * * * * * * *
Rogue muttered, "Agnus Dei" to the Fat Lady and the portrait hole swung open. Harry looked up, and waved her over. "Where have you been?" he asked.
"With Malfoy," she replied nonchalantly, as if this were an everyday occurrence.
"What happened? What did he do? I swear, if he hurt you, I will-
"Do nothing, because nothing happened," Rogue interrupted. "It was just about that stupid Houses paper we have to do. Unfortunately, I'm paired with him."
"Oh, that," interjected Ron. "It won't be that bad for me, I just got paired with some Hufflepuff."
Hermione said crossly, "Ron!"
"What?" he responded. "So I don't know her name yet. It's not the end of the world."
Hermione huffed. Ron went back to his chess game with Harry, ignoring the dirty looks Hermione was giving him over the top of her book. Finally, he yelled, "What, Hermione?"
"I can't believe you don't even know her name!" exploded Hermione, leading to a furious argument. Over their screeches, Rogue called, "Night Harry!" With a smile, she made her way towards her common room. She drew the curtains of her four-poster closed, and Draco Malfoy's face floated to her mind. Why was this happening to her? She didn't know how long she could hold out, alone with Malfoy...She had always been known to be impulsive...
With this last troubling thought, she drifted off into a restless sleep, unknowing that Malfoy was having the same dilemma.
A/N: If you want to see a representation of Rogue, go to http://hometown.aol.com/crazydreampixie/page10.html
Chapter 6
Disclaimer: I own nothing involving Harry Potter except new characters and plot ideas.
Previously:
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.
Rogue let out a laugh of relief. This was bad, but it wasn't what she thought! Yet, she felt a twinge of disappointment. Her crush was still unknown, but she still liked him so much! What was wrong with her? She gave her head a little shake to clear her head. Noticing Malfoy watching her, she said curtly, "I'm fine. So, who does what?"
"Excuse?" said Malfoy. He couldn't look away. Her hair was reflected in the dull library light, and it looked like bits of gold were shining in her hair. He was entranced by it, the simple, accidental beauty. He forced himself to look away, and repeated, "Excuse?"
"I said," Rogue repeated exasperatedly, "who does what?"
"Meaning?" asked Malfoy.
"Meaning you and I would never be able to work together. I was thinking I could do Gryffindor and Ravenclaw, and you could do Hufflepuff and Slytherin." She propped her head up on her hands, and gave Malfoy a dirty look. "Besides, I wouldn't be caught dead working with you," she muttered. Malfoy looked at her questioningly, and settled back into his chair as if he were settling himself onto a throne.
"I was under the impression that we were to work together, Bennett," said Malfoy smoothly. "You wouldn't want to break any rules, now would you?" He stared at her relentlessly, his piercingly gray eyes locked with her deep cocoa ones, until Rogue couldn't stand it, and looked away ashamedly. She murmured, "I guess you're right." She looked up at him, and the look in her eyes startled him. Longing and hurt were inscribed in her features, yet her eyes still twinkled with an irresistible mischievousness. She said, "When do you want to start this? I mean, do you want to begin tonight or tomorrow or-"
Malfoy cut her off. "Tomorrow will do. 7:00, same table. Now, if you'll excuse me?" He stood and extended a hand.
Rogue ignored the proffered hand, and pushed herself up. "Till tomorrow then, Malfoy." She headed out of the library. Malfoy watched her progress towards the exit. She moved with an effortless grace that no other Hogwarts student seemed to possess...in fact, no other woman he had ever seen could move like that. For yes Rogue was a woman now, and a stunningly beautiful one at that. After she left, he followed her steps, and turned towards his common room.
* * * * * * * * * * *
Rogue muttered, "Agnus Dei" to the Fat Lady and the portrait hole swung open. Harry looked up, and waved her over. "Where have you been?" he asked.
"With Malfoy," she replied nonchalantly, as if this were an everyday occurrence.
"What happened? What did he do? I swear, if he hurt you, I will-
"Do nothing, because nothing happened," Rogue interrupted. "It was just about that stupid Houses paper we have to do. Unfortunately, I'm paired with him."
"Oh, that," interjected Ron. "It won't be that bad for me, I just got paired with some Hufflepuff."
Hermione said crossly, "Ron!"
"What?" he responded. "So I don't know her name yet. It's not the end of the world."
Hermione huffed. Ron went back to his chess game with Harry, ignoring the dirty looks Hermione was giving him over the top of her book. Finally, he yelled, "What, Hermione?"
"I can't believe you don't even know her name!" exploded Hermione, leading to a furious argument. Over their screeches, Rogue called, "Night Harry!" With a smile, she made her way towards her common room. She drew the curtains of her four-poster closed, and Draco Malfoy's face floated to her mind. Why was this happening to her? She didn't know how long she could hold out, alone with Malfoy...She had always been known to be impulsive...
With this last troubling thought, she drifted off into a restless sleep, unknowing that Malfoy was having the same dilemma.
A/N: If you want to see a representation of Rogue, go to http://hometown.aol.com/crazydreampixie/page10.html