My Two Selves
Although her family mingles with the malevolent Malfoy's, Rose wishes to be the good guy. But when she starts to tamper with dark magic, her wish is granted….in a sense. Now this young witch must cope with her dark self.
Chapter: 1
Mixtures That Don't Mix
Rose Williams sat in the back of the Sixth Year Potions class. As always she sat near her House, Slytherin. On her right was her best friend Blaise Zabini, a chestnut haired girl with laughing toffee eyes. On her left sat Draco Malfoy, the sexiest Slytherin Sixth year. His white-blonde hair glowed like moonlight in the darkened dungeon, while his gray eyes shimmered with mischief. Rose smiled as she continued to stare while Professor Snape continued to lecture on when it was appropriate to use werewolf fangs.
"That's enough lecture for now." Snape addressed the slightly dozing class in a slick, slimy voice that matched the greasiness of his black hair. His hooked nose looked more hooked than last year. His skin looked paler too. Or maybe it was just the light. "I have decided to have you do partner projects."
Rose's black haired head snapped up in attention. Had she heard the word partners and projects in the same sentence? She groaned softly so only Blaise and Draco could hear her. She turned to find Draco staring at her.
Draco touched her softly which sent shivers of delight up Rose's back. He smiled and bent close to her ear and whispered, "Hey. Can I borrow a piece of parchment?"
Annoyed, Rose handed him a piece.
Draco grinned and whispered his thanks.
Rose just sighed in disappointment and back in to what Snape was saying.
"The projects are going to be on five ingredients that can be used successfully in a sleeping potion. I want a two page paper by Thursday. That gives you two days to do it so I expect it to be perfect." Snape's said in his nasty voice. "I will assign everyone's partner."
The whole class moaned as if being tortured.
"Now, now class. It won't be that bad." coaxed Snape. "Let's see. Ah, yes. Mr. Potter and Mr. Malfoy will be working together."
Black haired Harry Potter turned to face Draco in disgust as Professor Snape continued to name off partners.
Harry was a Gryffindor, the "noble" house. He was "the boy who lived" because he had defeated Lord Voldemort when he was just a baby. His heroic tales go on and on. It was the same old story, Harry always won and the bad guy always lost.
"I wish I could be the good guy for once." Rose thought to herself. "Then I could..."
"Miss Williams!" Snape's irritable voice interrupted her thoughts. "I would appreciate it if you would at least pretend to pay attention in my class! Now, as I was saying, Miss Granger and Miss Williams will be working together. Now class split into your groups."
Rose looked over at Hermione Granger who was coming to sit next to her. She had bushy brown hair that looked like a pom-pom. Her eyes were a beautiful light brown.
"Filthy Mudblood" she mumbled silently.
Rose didn't really know Hermione that well. Other than she was the smartest girl in the whole school and she assisted Harry on his quests. She seemed like a nice enough person, but Gryffindors and Slytherins just aren't supposed to be friends. It's like an unwritten rule.
Hermione sat where Blaise was sitting about five seconds earlier. "After classes we should meet in the library. That way we can get most of the project done today. Then we could…."
Rose yawned and turned to stare at Draco's head.
"What?" Hermione asked in annoyance. She followed Rose's gaze. "Oh. He is pretty good looking." Rose turned her attention back to Hermione and raised an eyebrow. "For a Slytherin that is." She added quickly.
"Doesn't every girl have even the slightest crush on him?" Rose asked.
"I suppose so." Hermione said in a not so convincing voice. Her eyes were traveling to the back of Harry's head. "Shouldn't we get to work?"
"Nice way to change the subject." Rose mumbled quietly. "Ok, let us get started."
Hogwarts Library
The library was filled with students working on projects. It seemed that every teacher was trying to suffocate each student in homework so they would die. Then the teachers wouldn't have to put up with snotty kids.
But then again….the teachers would lose their jobs.
"Rose? Rose! Pay attention!" Hermione snapped.
"What?" Rose asked lazily. She had been staring at a couple of Hufflepuff Seventh Years boys who were sitting at a table nearby. She didn't know their names, but she would like to find out soon.
One of the boys turned her way and winked at her. He had plain brown hair and plain brown eyes. It was his muscular figure that made him so damn attractive.
He poked his buddy in the ribs. He gave a short "Ow!" then turned to where Rose was supposed to be doing homework. He smiled showing all his perfectly white teeth.
He had blonde hair and blazing blue eyes. His semi-muscular figure showed through his robes making him irresistible.
"The brown haired is Kyle Flemmings. The other one is Greg Jones. His sister is Chelsea Jones who is in Ravenclaw. It's her first year and…" Hermione babbled.
Rose had enough of this Mudblood's seemingly endless blather. She rolled her eyes and said in disgust, "Hermione, just shut up already! Stupid Mudbloods! "
Hermione clearly looked hurt, but she didn't say anything more and continued to do her work.
Rose looked at Hermione and shook her head. This girl studied so much and aced all tests given to her that everyone's surprised that her eyeballs hadn't fallen out yet. Some Slytherins made a bet to see how long it would be before she cracked. All of them lost because she's still holding herself together.
On the other hand, Rose hardly ever studied, but still got outstanding grades. Things just came easy to her.
Rose looked away from Hermione and started to stare at the boys again.
She felt awful that she called Hermione a Mudblood, but if she apologized, things might get out of control.
There was an unwritten rule that has been at Hogwarts for as long as anyone can remember; Slytherins and Gryffindors are enemies.
Another unwritten rule; Mudbloods and Purebloods don't associate. At least that's how it is in the Slytherin House.
Rose didn't want to hurt Hermione, but being a Pureblood from Slytherin, she would be risking her life as well as Hermione's. She wanted to be friends, but things would be complicated.
Very complicated.
Rose stopped staring for a moment to look at Hermione. She was sitting with a book on her lap. She appeared to be reading it, but Rose could see traces of tears in her eyes.
Rose suddenly stood up. "I am tired. I think I'll turn in for the night. See you."
Hermione mumbled her goodbye and stood up slowly. She silently gathered her things and walked away.
A twinge of guilt ran through Roses body. She shook her head, ashamed of herself. But hadn't she always made fun of Mudbloods? Why was this one so different?
She shook her head again and walked forlornly to the Slytherin Common Room.
Gryffindor Common Room
"Why do I have to be Muggle born? Why me?" Hermione asked herself as she paced the floor. She furrowed her brow in concentration.
"Because that's who you are. You can't change that. Sometimes I wish we could, but then life wouldn't be full of surprises." A casual voice called.
Hermione spun around to face the owner of the voice. Harry Potter, the greatest friend a girl could ask for. "I suppose so."
"Why are you pacing? Let me guess. Was it Potions assignment?" Hermione nodded. "That's a given."
"Speaking of Potions; how was your partner?" Hermione asked as she waited for the full, terrible report.
To her surprise, he answered, "Not bad. Malfoy just told me to do two paragraphs and he would do the rest. He said as long as he didn't have to see me he wouldn't mind (that much) working with me. And," He took out two sheets of parchment from his pocket, "I have finished it all."
Hermione shook her head and wondered how life would never cease to amaze her.
"I think I'll turn in for the night. I don't think I will be joining you in the Great Hall for dinner. See you tomorrow. Oh and tell Ron goodnight." She hurried up the stairs to bed before Harry could get in a word.
As she got ready for bed she thought of her friends; Harry Potter and Ron Weasley.
Harry was the greatest friend ever. He was brave, smart and funny all in one neat package. His gorgeous black hair made her want to run her fingers through it. His deep green eyes comforted her no matter what the situation.
Ron on the other hand was very frightful, but could be exceptionally brave on rare occasions. He was sometimes funny, but most of his jokes were lame. She hated to judge a friend this way, but almost everything about Ron had a slight lameness to it. His fiery red hair stood out against his pale face like his head was on fire.
Hermione winced. She hated to be mean. Sometimes she had to defend herself or her Muggle family. On those times she had a feverish tongue that could ramble off thirteen four-lettered words over and over.
Only few people made her feel this way; Draco Malfoy and his chums Crabbe and Goyle; the Dark Lord Voldemort and now Rose Williams.
She slipped into bed and last thoughts were I wish something bad would happen to Rose.
Slytherin Common Room
Rose was sitting quietly on a couch near the fireplace reading a book when Draco and his cronies, Vincent Crabbe and Gregory Goyle, walked in from their dormitories. They were laughing and talking about random things.
"Draco my man, you are a genius! This will be the best prank since your father's time!" Crabbe praised Draco.
"You are so the best." Goyle added in a grunt.
Draco stood there with a proud smile on his face. "I'm all that and a bag of chips."
Rose made a gagging noise to show her disgust at Draco's lame excuse for a sentence.
Draco looked over at her. He smiled at her with one of his perfect smiles.
Rose felt herself blush. She had taken a liking to Draco Malfoy in her Third Year. They were friends, but not real good friends.
"So what is this prank you three are pulling off?" Rose asked in a smooth voice. She shifted positions so that some of her black hair fell over her green eyes and her perfect legs peeked from under her robes. She gave Draco a venomous smile.
He seemed to like how she was sitting because his eyebrows arched as he copied her smile. "Since you asked. We are planning to sneak into the Potions Room and make an invisibility potion so we could sneak around Hogwarts at night to do some mischief. Nothing serious of course. Just plain fun."
Crabbe and Goyle nodded like idiots at the sound of the idea.
"That sounds like fun. Can I possibly help?"
"Well, you see, it is going to be hard to not get caught. I mean with Filch wandering around." He said in a know-it-all kind of voice.
"Don't forget his scraggly old cat, Mrs. Norris." Goyle put in.
"Yeah. That is one ugly cat." Crabbe added.
"More like a rat." Goyle said as the two burst into laughter.
Rose shook her head in repulsion. Crabbe and Goyle are so thick. She thought to herself. They don't even know we were flirting. How daft can they be?
Draco was obviously was just as disgusted in his friends. He sent them away with a flick of his hand.
Rose took this opportunity and sat up straight. She still had the book she was reading in her hand.
Draco turned to look at Rose and frowned. "What's this?" He picked up Rose's book. "Gone With the Wind by Margaret Mitchell?" He cocked an eyebrow. "Is this a Muggle book?"
Rose nodded slowly and hung her head sadly.
Draco sat down next to Rose and placed the book on the floor. "Not to fret love. Even though I despise Muggles, I still have to admit they do have many great books." He put his arm around her waist as he gave her one of his should-be-award-winning smiles. He added, "But I think everything else about Muggles is just plain old stupid. To hell with all of them I say!"
Rose giggled and blushed. Why did he make her feel like this? All the other guys just made her feel good or got on her nerves. What was so different about him?
"So?" Rose asked impatiently. "Can I go tonight or what?"
"Let me think….." Draco stroked his chin as if that would make him seem smarter. "I would have to keep an eye out for you. We probably could use your help. Yes you may come."
"Great! When and where?"
"Here at midnight. Don't be late." Draco sized her up. "You look comfortable. I like that look in a girl."
Rose just smiled and blushed.
For a couple minuets they stared at each other; his cold gray eyes into her venomous green ones. Then unexpectedly, he pulled her close. He pressed his lips against hers.
Their kiss was interrupted by a laughing voice. "Oy mates! Warn a person next time you are going to be snogging!"
Blaise walked into the common room from the girl's dormitories. She was laughing at the two of them as she said, "Come on mates! It's time for dinner. On to the Great Hall!"
Draco and Rose exchanged looks of disappointment. They both shared a sheepish smile.
Together, along with Blaise, they walked to the Great Hall.
Gryffindor Girl's Dorms
Hermione woke up suddenly drenched in sweat. Her breathing was rigid and unsure.
She looked over at her sleeping roommates. Serena Frees, a tall elegant girl with stunning blue eyes and colorful red/brown hair, slept without a sound on her far left. On her immediate left, a short coco skinned girl with brown eyes named Christina Hayes also slept peacefully. To the right of Hermione, an aqua eyed, pale skinned girl named Lavender Brown mumbled in her sleep something about how moldy cheese grew on her Grandmother's dinning room table.
Hermione shook her head at the silly girls comment. She looked over at her watch next to her bed. It read 11:48 p.m.
She sighed and got out of bed. She couldn't sleep. Hermione felt bad about earlier that day. Even though her friends were practically unconscious, the need to be alone was in desperate measures. She needed to walk around so she could clear her thoughts.
She put on some jeans under her nightdress and carefully crept to the common room. She headed up to the boy's dorms.
It was a small luxury being a girl; boys could not come into the girls dormitories, but girls can go into the boys.
She silently went up the steps to Harry's bed and looked through his trunk. There she found what she was looking for,
His invisibility cloak.
Hermione smiled to herself as she went out of the dorm without a sound. She put on the cloak and tiptoed past the common room, into the corridor beyond.
She felt so protected underneath the large wrap. Nothing could stand in her way.
Hermione walked for a couple of minuets and soon she found herself in the dungeons. This particular dungeon just happened to be Professor Snape's.
"Fantastic." She mumbled to herself. Snape was the whole reason she felt like crud. She wanted to cast a spell on him that would make him fall down on his arse. Then she would laugh at him and torment him.
She sighed and sat down at one of the tables.
Slytherin Common Room
Where are they? Rose checked her watch again. It was only 11:58. They still had two minutes.
She tapped her against the green carpeted floor. She checked her watch again. It was still 11:58.
Rose smoothed out her black tank-top and low rise blue jeans cutoffs. She looked down at her feet and sighed. She forgot to change into shoes. On her feet were identical pink bunny slippers her mother had got her for Christmas two years ago. At least she remembered to change out of her black nightdress that had pink poodles all over it.
Rose checked her watch again. It was now 12:00. She glanced around the room nervously. Maybe they weren't going to show up after all. Perhaps it was just some prank they had pulled. How many other girls had been deceived by Draco's sexy appearance or his wonderful kisses?
Rose sighed and started to turn in the direction of the Girls Dormitories.
"Oy! You aren't chickening out now are you?" a voice whispered.
She turned to the sound of the voice. Draco, Goyle and Crabbe stood on the bottom step of the Boys Dorms. Each of them hand their arms crossed and were balancing on one foot. They appeared to be ready to shout "Let's go girls!" any second.
"It's about time you got here. I was the one afraid you wouldn't show." I was afraid that I was another victim of your damn pranks! She wanted to add, but held her tongue.
"Are we all ready? Or would you like the chance to change you shoes?" Draco stifled a laugh as he pointed his chin at her bunny slippers. Crabbe and Goyle are so thick they didn't realize what was going on. They snickered just because their leader laughed.
"I thought you liked the comfortable look in a girl. Now do you suddenly change your mind?" Rose gave him the puppy dog pout and started to fake whimper. What the hell was she doing?
Despite the random flip flop in his stomach, Draco managed to smile a weak smile. Curse his damn stomach! Curse Rose for making him feel this way!
Even though he had been with other girls, they were simply there for the pleasure of snogging in dark corners. This girl was different. The curves on her body were different. She wasn't fat, but she wasn't freakishly skinny. Her bright green eyes lured him in like a fish on a hook. Rose's long black hair feel to her waist at just the right length and it always smelled like lavender.
Draco felt a small bit of color add to his cheeks.
Rose was in bewilderment. Since when did Draco Malfoy blush? Rose tried to think of another time. She failed.
Behind Draco, Crabbe poked Goyle for some completely random reason. Then Goyle poked his back. Pretty soon they had a small poking fight. How dumb.
Rose started to giggle.
Draco, oblivious to his two thugs' fight, whirled around to find Goyle's finger in Crabbe's eye. Draco gave them both an evil eye to stop them.
"That was really uncalled for. Like moldy cheese on a table." Rose thought out loud.
"Moldy cheese? Where did that come from?" Draco asked in a semi smile.
"Oops." Rose quickly recovered herself with a sardonic remark. "It came from your mom!" (A/n: Don't you just hate those Your mom jokes?)
Draco was entirely in the dark. Of course he didn't know that really bothersome Muggle joke. So he replied, "My mom doesn't cook. And if she did, why would it be on the table?"
"Never mind. Can we go now? It's already 12:03."
"Sure. Crabbe! Goyle! Fall behind."
The two ignorant boys followed Draco's order and let the other two walk in front of them. Together, the all walked out of the Common Room.
Potions Dungeon
Hermione shot her head up. She yawned. How long had she fallen asleep? She checked her wrist to find her watch not there.
She got up from the table and quietly crept to the door.
She suddenly stopped in her tracks as the door flew open. Hermione jumped back to avoid being knocked in the face.
"Shhhhh! Don't make any noise." The voice was familiar to Hermione.
Four figures stalked into the room.
Even in the darkness of the dungeon, Hermione could see clearly who they were; Rose Williams, Draco Malfoy, Vincent Crabbe and Gregory Goyle. The threesome was obviously up to no good, but what was Rose doing here?
"Get a caldron. Quickly and don't make any noise!" Draco ordered Crabbe. "I brought the ingredients thanks to Professor Snape's assignment. I had the time to look up the perfect elements of an invisibility potion.
Hermione stifled a gasp and back away from the door. It would be very interesting to see them get caught. She normally would have gotten them into trouble, but if she did, she would be in the inconvenience too. So she watched.
"Got the caldron? Good. Now Rose, put in the ingredients I brought. Remember follow the directions on this parchment exactly. If you don't, who knows what will happen. We don't want a mixture that doesn't mix" Draco handed Rose the piece of paper and gave her a smile.
She smiled back and began to measure out exactly what she needed for the first couple of ingredients. Very carefully she mixed it in the black pot. Then she took a fistful of newt eyes and dropped them in.
Puzzlement filled her face as she looked down at the parchment.
Her face quickly overflowed with terror. Too much eye of newt. Oops.
Suddenly an emerald light engulfed her.
Hermione was quick to react and threw off Harry's cloak. She tried to help the poor girl, but it was too late.
The last thing Rose remembered was a slight pain and two sets of eyes staring at her; one pair brown and the other was green. Then everything went black.
A/n: Ooo! Kind of a cliffhanger. This is my first fanfiction story so give me some slack. And it's my birthday so the present you can give me is reviewing! (Or at least is was 2/8) I'll try to update fast!