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AUTHORS NOTE: Some violent possibly upsetting (but non-graphic) things are mentioned in the first few paragraphs. Oh and does anyone know roughly how many Hogwarts Students there are? I thought I knew but I guess I was wrong.
To Amy Jackson: Watch and See.
~*~
Rogue did her best to shut it out, but the memories she had stolen the day before surged through her, predominately images and emotions, memories from the greasy blonde.
She saw and felt from inside his own skin, the first time he watched a gathering at Malfoy Manor, dozens of men draped in black robes and silvery gray masks crowding around tables that men and women were tied down to, they were screaming and it was sending a shiver through her/the blondes, body as he was forced to endure the watching.
The horror tore through him as muggle women were violated before him, torn down and used till their sanity or bodies broke. As the muggle men had equally cruel and horrific things down to them.
She felt the lash against his body for his actions during that gathering, turning his face away. Year's worth of pain blurred into images unrecognizable to her as she was forced to live parts of his life, pain that forged the blondes mind and body into a replica of its fathers.
And then she felt more then saw his first victim in all matters, it was the freshest, the sharpest of the memories she dreamt, the muggle girl couldn't have been more then fifteen when he followed his fathers will, taking it out on her before casting the deadliest of the unforgivables.
The images flashed away in an instant and left her with a feeling of contentment, joy and anguish for some reason, different emotions flitting through her mind from the red head.
~*~
Rogue lay awake blinking in her four-poster bed, a cold sweat still clung to her body, though she couldn't remember all of what she dreamt she remembered enough as time passed. The last of the drowsiness from her waking had long since passed and yet she just continued to lie where she was. The Sixth year girl's dormitory had been expanded through some kind of magical means that Parvati had explained to her the night before, and that was the reason for her luxurious new accommodations.
Though she tried to remember exactly what Parvati had said, it must have slipped her mind during the night, so she gave up on that and turned her attention to dragging herself out of the very comfortable bed that was attempting to lull her back to sleep.
By the time she achieved her goal and was wrapped in her familiar green coat Hermione and Jubilee had begun to stir, she noticed that Parvati and Lavender had already vacated the area, which meant that they'd been up for hours since Rogue hadn't heard or seen them leave.
Sliding from her bed in a far too perky and awake way, Hermione explained,
"Lavender and Parvati have lengthy morning rituals before they can grace the rest of the school with their presence" a slight grimace at the end of her statement indicated her distaste of their beauty routines.
Rogue kind of knew how she felt there, having many times been forced to endure the mind numbingly dull talk of cosmetics, what and how much to use and all the rest of that kind of talk.
She had a feeling that Hermione was far more used to it than she, and it looked as if she might have said something else, but speak of the devil. The two girls in question almost danced into the room, eyes filled with the unbridled expressions Rogue had come to expect from Gossips when they knew something and desperately wanted to start talking.
Jubilee must have recognized the expression herself because she was by the girl's sides in a heartbeat, guiding them out of the room while trading rapid-fire talk. A quick look to Hermione just beginning to dress for the day, and she headed out after them.
By the time she had reached the Common Room the other three girls had already slipped out of Gryffindor Tower and Rogue had lost all chance of catching up with them, getting in the way of a heated discussion about broomsticks; between a couple of fourteen year olds.
Still she hazarded the attempt to find them in the hallways, hoping that they weren't too far away yet, being as it was all of her third day in the massive castle and she was fairly sure that getting lost was a real possibility.
She thought she was doing pretty well until she encountered a shifting stair case that suddenly placed her in a part of the castle that she had yet to enter
Oh great, she thought.
Twenty minutes later she was more thoroughly lost and cursing the school that she had been gaping in awe at only a few days before. Who knew it could all be so confusing, she was desperately wishing she'd waited for Bobby now, so that at least if she were still lost the hallways wouldn't look quite so gloomy.
She found it even more frustrating as she somehow found her way to the dungeons without seeming to move down any slopes or stairs.
Rogue was getting well and truly upset with the castle, and was about ready to admit defeat and just yell for help, hoping that with so many students beginning to emerge from their Common Rooms for breakfast, one of them would find her and guide her some where more recognizable.
"Well, well, well, what do we have here boys"
The voice shot out from behind her, startling her into a jump. Turning to face the speaker, her heart sunk as the day hit a low she hadn't imagined possible before breakfast.
Draco Malfoy stood aggressively before her, arms crossed with a sneer welded to his face and a large henchman to either side of him. All up, an intimidating sight.
"I-I'm lost," She stuttered and gulped
"Really" his eyes peaking a little "So then no one knows your down here" a suggestive smile slipped onto his face as he strutted forward, he was so close that with another inch their noses could have touched.
It would have been more natural for their bodies to be touching, but he managed to maintain just that little bit of distance anyway, obviously not forgetting what had happened the previous day. She suspected this was some type of male macho thing to look tough, but after whimpering on the ground she doubted he would do too well.
He was still looking at her rather suggestively and like he was about to do something that she wouldn't like the result of, she was more scared of him then he had given her cause to be, but the flashes of images she could recall from her dreams continued to leave a cold shiver running down her spine while in his presence.
She didn't want him as an enemy, but she was getting the feeling that she didn't have a choice in the matter anymore. For a moment she stared into the hardened emotionless pools of rock that he called eyes, it probable wouldn't be the best idea to make angry the guy that looked like he was about to do something very bad, but she'd run out of options.
As unconsciously she'd backed into a wall as he stepped ever closer.
His arms beginning to snake out as she pressed herself firmly into the wall.
And than salvation struck. "Is there a problem here Malfoy", the reaction was instantaneous as he jerked back. Rogues own eyes flitting towards her savior, a nice looking girl with long black hair and a Ravenclaw crest on her robe.
She also had three others standing around her, each with a wand casually dangling by their sides, something that Draco Malfoy obviously noticed, just as he must have realized his own, along with his henchman's were tucked away inside their pockets.
With a glare at the Ravenclaws he snarled "No problem" and stormed off in the opposite direction, the lackeys following closely behind.
And she felt she could breathe again.
"I'm Cho," the girl who'd spoken before said
"Rogue" She replied simply, "Thank you, f-for getting rid of him," she stammered
Cho just smiled at her "Your one of the mutants right?" A touch of excitement in her voice as Rogue nodded "Pleasure to meet you, Sorry about Malfoy but ever since the rise of He Who Must Not Be Named, the Slytherins have started to get out of hand, its only the third day of term and two Hufflepuffs and a Gryffindor have already been hospitalized"
With a shake of her head she continued "Anyway you probable shouldn't wonder alone, where you lost?"
Rogue just nodded again.
"Given the time, I'd guess you were trying to get to the Great Hall?" Another nod "We're on our way there now, so we'd be more than happy to show you the way.and answer any questions you might have about Hogwarts so far?"
Rogue didn't get introductions to the other three, and by the time she reached the Great Hall she gathered that groups of people just sort of gathered together when moving from place to place since the first day of term.
Something to do with the rising hostilities and tension flooding the atmosphere from the main body of Slytherins.
She also learned that Cho meant it when she said to ask questions, by the time she separated from the Ravenclaws over to the Gryffindor table her head felt stuffed full of new knowledge.
Specifically about Slytherins, and their Pure Blood Bigotry, she also had an invitation to check out a Ravenclaw training session in a game called Quidditch when it started back up
"Where'd you get to?" Jubilee inquired as Rogue slid into a seat beside her
"The dungeons" she replied "I was trying to catch up with you three and got lost"
"Oh, ok. Well anyway these two" indicating Lavender and Parvati "have um, Potions first up today and they suggested due to the ogierish nature of the teacher, we might not want to attend it with them. Which is cool anyway, because I was talking to some of the others and most of us are going to meet in about an hour, check in with each other and all that"
Rogue could only assume that she was referring to mutants when she said others, still being a little preoccupied with her earlier meeting she just nodded.
Though it would be nice to see a larger number of their own kind, seeing as she had seen very little of them in the last few days, and was starting to grow a little nervous with the lack of Professor Xavier or any of the X- men.
She and the other mutants were after all in an unfamiliar place, surrounded by a number of people they didn't know; that could be up to anything as far as they knew.
Thinking about her earlier encounter. Yeah she, at least, was definitely a little nervous
~*~
AUTHORS NOTE: I know not much happened this chapter, but I'll try to make up for that next time.
AUTHORS NOTE: Some violent possibly upsetting (but non-graphic) things are mentioned in the first few paragraphs. Oh and does anyone know roughly how many Hogwarts Students there are? I thought I knew but I guess I was wrong.
To Amy Jackson: Watch and See.
~*~
Rogue did her best to shut it out, but the memories she had stolen the day before surged through her, predominately images and emotions, memories from the greasy blonde.
She saw and felt from inside his own skin, the first time he watched a gathering at Malfoy Manor, dozens of men draped in black robes and silvery gray masks crowding around tables that men and women were tied down to, they were screaming and it was sending a shiver through her/the blondes, body as he was forced to endure the watching.
The horror tore through him as muggle women were violated before him, torn down and used till their sanity or bodies broke. As the muggle men had equally cruel and horrific things down to them.
She felt the lash against his body for his actions during that gathering, turning his face away. Year's worth of pain blurred into images unrecognizable to her as she was forced to live parts of his life, pain that forged the blondes mind and body into a replica of its fathers.
And then she felt more then saw his first victim in all matters, it was the freshest, the sharpest of the memories she dreamt, the muggle girl couldn't have been more then fifteen when he followed his fathers will, taking it out on her before casting the deadliest of the unforgivables.
The images flashed away in an instant and left her with a feeling of contentment, joy and anguish for some reason, different emotions flitting through her mind from the red head.
~*~
Rogue lay awake blinking in her four-poster bed, a cold sweat still clung to her body, though she couldn't remember all of what she dreamt she remembered enough as time passed. The last of the drowsiness from her waking had long since passed and yet she just continued to lie where she was. The Sixth year girl's dormitory had been expanded through some kind of magical means that Parvati had explained to her the night before, and that was the reason for her luxurious new accommodations.
Though she tried to remember exactly what Parvati had said, it must have slipped her mind during the night, so she gave up on that and turned her attention to dragging herself out of the very comfortable bed that was attempting to lull her back to sleep.
By the time she achieved her goal and was wrapped in her familiar green coat Hermione and Jubilee had begun to stir, she noticed that Parvati and Lavender had already vacated the area, which meant that they'd been up for hours since Rogue hadn't heard or seen them leave.
Sliding from her bed in a far too perky and awake way, Hermione explained,
"Lavender and Parvati have lengthy morning rituals before they can grace the rest of the school with their presence" a slight grimace at the end of her statement indicated her distaste of their beauty routines.
Rogue kind of knew how she felt there, having many times been forced to endure the mind numbingly dull talk of cosmetics, what and how much to use and all the rest of that kind of talk.
She had a feeling that Hermione was far more used to it than she, and it looked as if she might have said something else, but speak of the devil. The two girls in question almost danced into the room, eyes filled with the unbridled expressions Rogue had come to expect from Gossips when they knew something and desperately wanted to start talking.
Jubilee must have recognized the expression herself because she was by the girl's sides in a heartbeat, guiding them out of the room while trading rapid-fire talk. A quick look to Hermione just beginning to dress for the day, and she headed out after them.
By the time she had reached the Common Room the other three girls had already slipped out of Gryffindor Tower and Rogue had lost all chance of catching up with them, getting in the way of a heated discussion about broomsticks; between a couple of fourteen year olds.
Still she hazarded the attempt to find them in the hallways, hoping that they weren't too far away yet, being as it was all of her third day in the massive castle and she was fairly sure that getting lost was a real possibility.
She thought she was doing pretty well until she encountered a shifting stair case that suddenly placed her in a part of the castle that she had yet to enter
Oh great, she thought.
Twenty minutes later she was more thoroughly lost and cursing the school that she had been gaping in awe at only a few days before. Who knew it could all be so confusing, she was desperately wishing she'd waited for Bobby now, so that at least if she were still lost the hallways wouldn't look quite so gloomy.
She found it even more frustrating as she somehow found her way to the dungeons without seeming to move down any slopes or stairs.
Rogue was getting well and truly upset with the castle, and was about ready to admit defeat and just yell for help, hoping that with so many students beginning to emerge from their Common Rooms for breakfast, one of them would find her and guide her some where more recognizable.
"Well, well, well, what do we have here boys"
The voice shot out from behind her, startling her into a jump. Turning to face the speaker, her heart sunk as the day hit a low she hadn't imagined possible before breakfast.
Draco Malfoy stood aggressively before her, arms crossed with a sneer welded to his face and a large henchman to either side of him. All up, an intimidating sight.
"I-I'm lost," She stuttered and gulped
"Really" his eyes peaking a little "So then no one knows your down here" a suggestive smile slipped onto his face as he strutted forward, he was so close that with another inch their noses could have touched.
It would have been more natural for their bodies to be touching, but he managed to maintain just that little bit of distance anyway, obviously not forgetting what had happened the previous day. She suspected this was some type of male macho thing to look tough, but after whimpering on the ground she doubted he would do too well.
He was still looking at her rather suggestively and like he was about to do something that she wouldn't like the result of, she was more scared of him then he had given her cause to be, but the flashes of images she could recall from her dreams continued to leave a cold shiver running down her spine while in his presence.
She didn't want him as an enemy, but she was getting the feeling that she didn't have a choice in the matter anymore. For a moment she stared into the hardened emotionless pools of rock that he called eyes, it probable wouldn't be the best idea to make angry the guy that looked like he was about to do something very bad, but she'd run out of options.
As unconsciously she'd backed into a wall as he stepped ever closer.
His arms beginning to snake out as she pressed herself firmly into the wall.
And than salvation struck. "Is there a problem here Malfoy", the reaction was instantaneous as he jerked back. Rogues own eyes flitting towards her savior, a nice looking girl with long black hair and a Ravenclaw crest on her robe.
She also had three others standing around her, each with a wand casually dangling by their sides, something that Draco Malfoy obviously noticed, just as he must have realized his own, along with his henchman's were tucked away inside their pockets.
With a glare at the Ravenclaws he snarled "No problem" and stormed off in the opposite direction, the lackeys following closely behind.
And she felt she could breathe again.
"I'm Cho," the girl who'd spoken before said
"Rogue" She replied simply, "Thank you, f-for getting rid of him," she stammered
Cho just smiled at her "Your one of the mutants right?" A touch of excitement in her voice as Rogue nodded "Pleasure to meet you, Sorry about Malfoy but ever since the rise of He Who Must Not Be Named, the Slytherins have started to get out of hand, its only the third day of term and two Hufflepuffs and a Gryffindor have already been hospitalized"
With a shake of her head she continued "Anyway you probable shouldn't wonder alone, where you lost?"
Rogue just nodded again.
"Given the time, I'd guess you were trying to get to the Great Hall?" Another nod "We're on our way there now, so we'd be more than happy to show you the way.and answer any questions you might have about Hogwarts so far?"
Rogue didn't get introductions to the other three, and by the time she reached the Great Hall she gathered that groups of people just sort of gathered together when moving from place to place since the first day of term.
Something to do with the rising hostilities and tension flooding the atmosphere from the main body of Slytherins.
She also learned that Cho meant it when she said to ask questions, by the time she separated from the Ravenclaws over to the Gryffindor table her head felt stuffed full of new knowledge.
Specifically about Slytherins, and their Pure Blood Bigotry, she also had an invitation to check out a Ravenclaw training session in a game called Quidditch when it started back up
"Where'd you get to?" Jubilee inquired as Rogue slid into a seat beside her
"The dungeons" she replied "I was trying to catch up with you three and got lost"
"Oh, ok. Well anyway these two" indicating Lavender and Parvati "have um, Potions first up today and they suggested due to the ogierish nature of the teacher, we might not want to attend it with them. Which is cool anyway, because I was talking to some of the others and most of us are going to meet in about an hour, check in with each other and all that"
Rogue could only assume that she was referring to mutants when she said others, still being a little preoccupied with her earlier meeting she just nodded.
Though it would be nice to see a larger number of their own kind, seeing as she had seen very little of them in the last few days, and was starting to grow a little nervous with the lack of Professor Xavier or any of the X- men.
She and the other mutants were after all in an unfamiliar place, surrounded by a number of people they didn't know; that could be up to anything as far as they knew.
Thinking about her earlier encounter. Yeah she, at least, was definitely a little nervous
~*~
AUTHORS NOTE: I know not much happened this chapter, but I'll try to make up for that next time.