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'Well this is awkward.' Rogue thought as she sat in a parlor like area. Remus said that he was going to make some tea. Rouge was sitting on a deep wine colored sofa. She was however sitting on the edge with her posture very up right. He came back rather quickly with the tray of tea and assorted candies.
"Now now, no need for the ramrod back. Relax and have some chocolate." He said and helped himself to some cookies. 'Tell him.' Her mind chided. 'It's ok and your and Snape's memories know it.' Rogue looked up at the slightly raggedy man. His hair was thin and a bit gray. He looked liked an overworked underpaid teacher she had in Mississippi.
"Um, Mistah Lupin. A'h think that A'h need to tell ya why A'h am here." Rouge began and finished her tea. "Mah apartment was burned up. But it wasn't a normal fire. A'h mean the flames were red. A'h put the flames out but then on the floor there was this thing that was all glowin' an green." Rogue stopped and pursed her lips.
"Was the glowing green thing in a certain shape or did it form some type of word?" Remus asked as he looked into Rogue's green eyes with his calm brown. Rogue shifted and placed her left leg on the couch and rolled up the cuff. The tights were an opaque gray so Remus could see the ink that was injected into her skin. He couldn't help but gasp a bit. Quickly Rogue put her leg down and got up.
"Sorry, A'h didn't know that this thing causes y'all so much trouble. A'h will be leavin' now." She stated and moved to the door. Remus intercepted her before she could turn the knob.
"No, it's quite alright. I just didn't expect someone this young to have a Dark Mark. I assume that is how you came to know Severus." Remus said and guided the young girl back to the couch.
"Just so ya know darlin' yer speaking Greek to meh." Rouge stated and looked around for a cigarette. Remus leaned back and looked at this interesting person from over his wire-rimmed glasses.
"You mean that you are not a witch and you don't know about the problems with the Dark Lord Voldermort?"
"Bingo. Ya got a lighter?"

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After an hour of question and answer Rouge's head swam with new knowledge and terminology. Remus was happy to explain and answer all of her questions and pose some of his own.
"I believe that Sirius is awake and Snape should be here soon to discuss certain matters with the Order. You won't be bored to death here will you?" the werewolf asked the goth.
"Nah, A'h have some books ta read. A'h am fine. However could ya ask Professor Snape if he could come see meh at some point? He said sumithin' bout a potion." She drawled as she opened a book from her trunk.
Ten minutes after Remus went to the meeting Rogue slumped over and fell asleep on the couch.

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"See Albus the problem would be housing a lovely looking cloud of gloom in my home for the next little bit of forever. I mean honestly Remus said that she has the Dark Mark on her bloody ankle. She could be a spy." Sirius stated his opinion on the topic of the mutant girl. Albus smiled slightly in his own way and placed his fingertips together.
"I feel Sirius that it would be much more beneficial in the future for her to trust us than him. Then again she could turn on us in which case our problems would be greatly altered." The Hogwarts Headmaster stated calmly.
"I don't think that we should just be talking about her like some kind of thing, if anyone wants my opinion." Bill Weasley said as he leaned his chair back. The room was quiet for a good while after that.
"Well I believe that all we can understand has been understood at this point in time." Dumbledore said as he rose and put on his hat. "I bid you all goodnight." And he left with a small pop.

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'It's sorta cold.' Rogue's mind told her vaguely before she rolled over and off of the couch. Uttering curses that Satan would have been proud of she sat up. Her hips were level with the small wooden coffee table. There was a small series of notes. Three to be exact and one ornate vial. Rogue picked up the nearest and quickly read,

Rogue,
We had Kreacher put your trunk in your room. Go up the stairs and it the seventh door on the right.
Remus.

The second one was hastily and messily scripted,
Rogue,
Hope to meet you soon. Have a nice sleep.
Sirius

The last one was in a rather cramped cursive,
Rogue,
This is a Suppression Solution. This is a weak dose and it will last for one hour. Take it in the morning. I recommend on shaking Sirius's hand first.
Professor Snape

Rogue picked up the vial in her gloved hands. The liquid didn't look very thick. The color was a bit like dark strawberries or blood. 'What if it be a poison, which the friar subtly hath minister'd to have me dead.' She thought and mocked herself as any possible Juliet. Rising with her comforter still wrapped around her and her vial in hand she went to bed.

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Sirius had woken up to better mornings. There was a loud pounding noise emitting from the bathroom. As he drew closer he realized that it was suppose to be music. 'This sure as hell isn't any bloody decent music.' He thought as he rapped on the bathroom door. Through the pound of the water and the slight whistle of steam he heard a woman wailing,

Away.... I've never met a boy quite like you

who could shimmer and rot at the same time

through there's never been a better time

than this bite the hand off the frostbit emptyness

All my friends are murdered

All my bones are marrows in

All these thieves want teenage meat

All my friends are murderers

Away....away......away....

whoa whoa whoa whoa.....

I'm alive and your around I'm slamin' the door,

a new day has dawned open up, and let it flow

and think it's yours, so here we go..

All my friends are murdered

All my bones are marrows in

All these theives want teenage meat

All my friends are murderers

Away, he's gone away, he's gone away......

The door opened and Sirius stepped back in surprise. The girl, 'Her name is Rogue.' His mind reminded, stepped out into the hallway. There was a medium sized black box in her hands. A towel wrapped around her pale body. She seemed surprised to see anyone else awake.
"Sorry bout' takin' up the hot water." She softly drawled. Sirius gave her a smile and held out his hand. "It's alright luv, no harm no foul." Sirius said. Rogue bit her lip and hesently brought her hand to meet his. "Yeah, sorry if my overly macho exterior frightens you." With that he laughed and walked into the bathroom. Rogue smirked at him and turned before she went towards her room. With her cassette player on her hip she looked over her shoulder. "If yer overly macho than how come ya have yerself a boyfriend?" and the door clicked closed to Sirius's blush.

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"A'h have officially switched places with Kitty." Rogue said as she jumped up and down on her bed. The tape player blared some obscure pop music that Rogue never remembered buying. 'Who cares.' She thought as she gave one large jump and landed on the floor. Every cell in her body was alive and well. Slightly bouncy and hyper Rogue got dressed and bounced downstairs. She was about to go into the kitchen when she remembered, 'It's only goin' to last for an hour.'
Rouge leaned against the wall and sighed. Fishing out her pack of Camels she lit one and went back to her room for some gloves. 'Just in case. And anyway A'h am real used ta wearin' them.' Her mind reasoned.

Entering the kitchen Rouge found Remus looking at his newspaper accompanied by a cup of coffee. Rogue looked at him for a moment before asking,
"Why are the pictures on that paper movin'?" Remus looked up and smiled.
"Well, it would be rather boring if they just remained still wouldn't it." He responded than busied himself with finding another mug. "Wizard cameras are different than Muggle ones. How do you take your coffee?"
"Black. Thank you." Rogue responded as she accepted the steaming mug and sat in one of the vacant chairs. After a few minutes of silence and sipping of warm liquid Rogue looked at the older man. "Um, A'h was wonderin', should A'h do some sorta chores. A'h feel like A'h should do sumthin' to earn mah keep." Remus gave the goth girl a smile and removed his glasses.
"I believe that you should ask Molly when she and the rest of them arrive. Which should be..." Remus began but was cut off by the loud and bloodied scream of a woman. "Bloody Hell." He swore and rushed out of the room. Rogue followed.

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"Shut up you old hag." Sirius was shouting at the portrait of Mrs. Black. "Oi, Remus help me give it a heave." Rogue saw both Sirius and Remus pulling a heavy curtain over a portrait. A redheaded woman was trying to calm down a girl with brown hair. The rest of the redheaded kids were just looking at the portrait. Finally the curtain was closed and all was quiet. Rogue raised an eyebrow and asked,
"Why was that picture screamin'?" her drawl cut through the silence.
"Mums got to yell at me for all my short cummings every once in a while. Can't get her down though." Sirius said as if he had just now realized his mother had been screaming.
Rogue turned back to the kitchen as Sirius and Remus took the Weaslys and Hermione upstairs.
"So who's the scary girl?" Fred asked as he and George heaved their trunks up the staircase.
"She's a guest. Don't bother her too much. I think she bites." Sirius joked as he kicked Kreacher out of the way.

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After a week of the Weasleys and Hermione Rogue was about to scream. Much less the fact that she was in her room most of the time. Meals were just an annoyance. Tonks was interesting if not just a people pleaser. 'She's a mix of Toad and Mystique.' Rogue thought during dinner one evening. The pink haired witch was busy changing her nose for the girl's amusement. Rogue gathered up her un-eaten meal and put her dishes in the sink.
'Damn lighter.' She cursed as she went up the stairs trying to light a cigarette. She wasn't looking up or else she would have seen someone running square into her. The small sliver Zippo sailed out of her hands as her body was carried backwards. However unstead of hitting the ground with sharp pain Rogue felt another body and a shout of supprise.

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'This house is becoming more cramped and revolting each time I must come here.' Snape thought as he entered and strided silently down the hall. His ears were greeted by the tinkling laughter of the Weasleys in the kitchen. Avoiding all of them he turned to go up the stairs. However the two bodies crashing down and onto him prevented it. 'A Weasley, I should have guessed.' He thought as he saw the red hair. He hefted Rogue to her feet. His glare was deadly and before he could utter a word,
"What the hell is wrong wit ya. Why don't ya watch where ya are goin'. A'h could have broken mah neck. A'h really aught ta hit ya three ways from Sunday. Mah Gawd did it not occur to ya that other people use the stairs." Rogue shouted and then stormed upstairs muttering something about people with red hair. "MAH GAWD HERE'S THE OTHA ONE! DO YA WANT TO BODY CHECK MEH TO?" her voice was quieted with the slam of a door. Fred flinched at the slam. His eyes now turned to the much-despised potions Master.
"Well Mr. Weasley, now that your oafishness has almost killed a young lady I hope that you would began to look out for others than just yourself. However to do this you would need much more mental capability than either you or your twin have." Snape said sharply and strode away. He walked down the hall into a small parlor. This parlor was a deep navy and the fireplace was going.

After a few minutes the nickel handle clicked and the door opened. Rogue slowly entered the room. A bottle of liquor and two shot glasses were in her left hand. She didn't smile nor did she frown. She sat.
"Sorry 'bout runnin' inta ya earlier." She said and tilted her head to look at Severus out of the corner of her eye. Her white bangs fell forward and made a small curtain around her face.
"Accepted, despite the fact that it was not your fault. However if Tonks had done the act than your potion would be gone and I would have glass embedded in my arm." His reply was stiff. Rogue smirked.
"Well now we can't have that." She twisted the lid off the bottle and poured two shots. "A'h have a quick question for ya. Should A'h make a statue or should A'h shout from the rooftops about how wonderful ya are as a potions master?"
"Flattery does in fact get you anywhere." Snape replied as he put her potion on the table. Then he threw back his shot. "This is a stronger dose and it shall last for about five hours."
"Wondabah." Rogue responded and downed her own shot.

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After about five more shots and a potion Rogue felt a bit giggly. Not that she wanted to smile and flirt but just happy. Snape didn't seem any different however his jaw muscles had loosened and he looked a bit calmer.
"A'h don't understand how ya can teach all them kids much less the Weaslys." Rouge said and blew out a stream of smoke. Her lit cigarette was resting in an ebony ashtray. "A'h would have just smacked them all if they screwed up."
"Unfortunately the Headmaster is rather against the teachers striking their pupils. Pity." Snape remarked and his lips twitched.
"A'h do believe that that was a smile! Or at least the precursor to one." Rogue helped her self to another shot and said, "Than again A'h guess ya don't have a lot to smile about." Snape looked at her for a moment. His deep eyes seemed to drain any of the happiness out of Rogue.
"Neither do you from what I have came to understand." He responded. This was more of a question than an answer. Rogue shifted on the couch cushions. Her eyes narrowed in either sadness or concentration.
"No, A'h suppose that A'h don't have a lot to smile 'bout. After all mah mamma was a deranged psycho who tried to use meh for world conquest and posed as mah best friend for quiet a time. So no A'h don't smile a hell of a lot. Thank you for remindin meh!" Rogue fumed. At some point she had stood. The head rush took her for a loop and she nearly fell face forward. A robe covered arm came down on her shoulders and steadied her. Turning Rogue kept her eyes averted.
"I apologize for bringing about bad memories. However if you think that you are the only person in this world who has problems or has had a traumatic adolescence than you are sadly mistaken." Snape said evenly and looked down and the young girl. Rouge's face flushed dusky pink.
"Don't ya even try to patronize meh ya pompous jerk. A'h swear if ya had gone through yer teen years not able to touch anyone ya wouldn't even be talkin' now. So just shut up." She shot back and shoved his hands off her shoulders. The room was now very quiet. The logs in the fire crackled.
"You truly think that your adolescence was worse than mine. Ignorant morons who thought only of themselves and how they could improve their standings in everyone's eyes constantly tormented me. You know nothing of magic nor how complex it is to study or master. Believe me child you know nothing of hardship." Snape spat and angrily moved to the door. Rogue's eyes widened.
"Hey, wait a minute. A'h am sorry for yellin' at ya." Her Southern voice was soft and husky from the liquor and cigarettes.

"If you wish to apologize than you should apologize for you igno-..." Snape began but was stopped. Rogue had stepped forward and cautiously pressed her lips to his. It truly couldn't be called a kiss as much as it was fearful pressure. Snape quickly pushed the southern girl back onto the couch. Before she could whisper the words "A'h am sorry." Snape had taken up the bottle of alcohol and heaved it into the fireplace. The crash of glass and sudden ignition of fire brought Rogue back to her senses.
Snape rounded to the other side of the coffee table and glared murder at the girl. "I shall attribute your actions to the liquor of which you should not consume at this time. Maybe once you sober up you will see how witless and futile any effort of affection from me would be. I suggest that you go find someone else if anyone at all." Snape was seething. It wasn't anger as much as it was surprise. Snape hated surprise. The other thing that bothered him was that he could feel, see and practically smell her fear. This was not the fear that he sought to instill in his students but the fear of displeasure. As much as he pushed it out of his mind it was slightly arousing.

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"Yer afraid. Yer afraid that if A'h possibly like ya than A'h could leave or change mah mind." Rouge said hesitantly. She pulled her self to her full height. Her blood moved like mud through her delicate capillaries. "Sides' A'h didn't say A'h wanted some long romantic relationship. A'h wanted to know how it feels. Which consequently isn't that wonderful." She said and looked him dead in his deep dark eyes. His lips twitched a bit.
"Your telling me that you didn't have an enjoyable first kiss?" Snape asked in a disbelieving manner.
"Seein' how A'h don't have anything to compare mah first one to, than no." her curt response cut into his more manly instincts. Frowning against his better judgement he reached out and tilted her chin up. Two green orbs widened as his lips closed in on hers. For a few moments Rogue was in bliss that no drug nor liquor had given her. And just as quickly it was over.

And Snape had left the building.

Rogue smirked as she walked back to her room slightly tipsy. 'Men will do almost anything if it confirms their virility.' She thought and turned. "Well Hell, if A'h can touch for a few more hours A'h might as well go wail on the twins." Rogue smiled at the thought of her potion and the man who made it.

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A'h am soo insane. A'h mean really where does this sorta stuff come from? The next chapter might be from inside a psychiatric ward. Anyways, A'h was thinkin' that the potion might have a side effect, like manic-depressive tendencies. Ya know like Coke. The soft drink not the white powder that everyone was addicted to in the eighties.
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