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Disclamer: I own the plot, Jessica Rossington, John Rossington, and Ella Rossington.
Chapter 1: EnemiesFrom a long restless night, I walked down the hall to the Slytherin Common Room. Standing in front of Lord Humphrey's portrait, I mumbled the password. Lord Humphrey snorted in his sleep and opened his eyes. " Who's there?" he queried and turned his gaze to me. " Oh, lounging around the halls late at night aren't we? Yes, well, what's the password deary?" he asked of me.
" Pumpernickel's gold," I said in irritation. He nodded and opened his portrait to reveal a hidden space. I strode to the black leather couches near the fire and slumped on one not even noticing the person I sat on. He yelped in pain and I jumped off the couch, onto the floor. I looked upon the couch and saw a boy with striking white blonde hair, and silver eyes glaring down on me. He seemed to be laying on the couch the minute I accidentally sat on him.
" Watch where you're sitting," he snarled.
" Well, if I were you, I wouldn't be sleeping late at night on the couch, Draco," I snarled back and quickly lifted myself of the ground. I stood in front of the couch and glared and likewise, Draco. Yes, Draco Malfoy, the boy I've known ever since we were born. In fact if I remember correctly our mothers used to bathe us in the same bath together when we were three. His parents, Lucius and Narcissa Malfoy and my parents, John and Ella Rossington, knew each other from Hogwarts. Our parents have known one another for a long time. Each summer my family would either go to the Malfoy Mansion for week or we would have the Malfoy's come to our mansion. Draco and I would always fight no matter what it was over. When we were three, we fought over toys, or when we were ten, Draco always stole my diary. I recall that specific day many times.
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" Draco, give it back!" I screeched when he grabbed the book.
" No, I don't think I will," he laughed and began to turn the pages. " Hmm…it says here, ' I wish Greg would notice me'," he read aloud. I screamed at him to give it back and he still refused. " Oooo, Jess, who's Greg?" I had enough and made a fist. BAM, his head slammed into the wall causing blood to drip down his face. " AHH!! YOU ARE GOING TO REGRET THIS!" he cried and ran out of the room calling for his mother. I laughed and followed him ready to lie and tell the parents he fell into the wall. Right on the left side of his face, near his ear, a tiny scar was left thanks to yours truly.
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I looked upon his glaring face, and noticed the scar and I smiled. " What are you smirking at?" he asked. I quickly changed my smile to a frown and rolled my eyes. I stepped away from him up to the girls' dormitories. I sighed and sat on my bed, staring at the moonless sky remembering my past experiences with Draco.
Many times Draco and I fought to the point where we were muggle dueling. Our parents had to separate us each time and told us to get along. There was never a time when Draco and I never fought. The summer we both got our Hogwarts letters, the Malfoy's were staying at my house. We had to go to Diagon alley together as a family and Draco and I fought over who would take floo-powder first. Turns out he got to go first. I simply glared at him as he disappeared in the flames. Throughout our years at Hogwarts, we would avoid each other.
The one thing that bugged me the most about Draco was his cocky attitude. He thought he was always the best at everything. I always won against him at chess, though, which always made him mad. Turns out he wasn't good at most things, well he did get better O.W.L.s at potions than me and he was pretty good at Quidditch.
I slapped myself for thinking that way and lay on my bed.
' Jessica, snap out of it! Draco is a very selfish prat!'I told myself and fell asleep dreaming.
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Everything was a blur until I focused my eyes to see my father smiling broadly at me.
" You look beautiful, Jessica," he said.
" Thanks dad," I replied. Looking around the room, I searched for a mirror and found one at the end of the room. Slowly I paced to the mirror to get a better look at myself. I couldn't believe my eyes. I was in white dress with my brown hair tied in a bun. A veil was on top of my head, but not over my eyes. I was holding a beautiful bouquet of roses. I looked gorgeous and shocking. I was in a wedding gown!
" Jessica, come, it's almost time," my father urged. I walked away from the mirror and linked my left arm to his right. I heard the wedding march and before I could see anything, the veil was dropped over my eyes. I paced down the aisle with the music and I felt anxiety reach my stomach. The music stopped and we approached the end of the aisle to what I could see two figures. My father unlinked our arms and whispered, " I love you." He stepped back away from me leaving me with the two figures. The figure in front of me stepped foreword and lifted my veil. The last thing I saw was a silver eye staring at me.
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" JESSICA ROSSINGTON! GET UP RIGHT NOW!" a voice screamed. I opened my eyes to see none other than Pansy Parkinson's eyes gazing at mine.
" WHAT?" I yelled. She got off my bed and stood up still looking at me, outraged.
" Well if you don't want to be late for classes than you may go back to sleep," she said and walked out the room with her cloak, swooshing behind her.
' It was only a dream, Jessica! Don't think about it!' I told myself.
I hung my legs over the bed and stared out the window to see a bright and sunny day. I loved sunny days, but many people in Slytherin didn't. I sometimes questioned myself on why I was picked in Slytherin. Maybe it was because I am pure blood and my parents were also in the house. Whatever the reason, I still did have friends from the house. Pansy Parkinson was always a great pal to me, even though I could tell she had a crush on my enemy. She talked highly of him and I ignored her many times.
I pushed myself off the bed, onto the cold floor. I changed into my robes and briskly put my hair in messy bun. With one last check in the mirror and I ran down the steps. I made a dashed towards the portrait hole without looking where I was going and ran into someone, knocking us both on the ground.
" I'm sorry," I said to the person and pushed myself off the ground. Turning my head I
saw Draco on the floor, holding his head in his hands.
" You better be, you klutz," he replied, " Now help me off the floor," he added. I simply left him there whereas I needed to get a quick breakfast before first class. Suddenly I felt a twinge of pain exerting my body, but I ignored it and kept walking suspecting it to be hunger.
I walked to the Great Hall and smelled a wonderful smell of food. I turned to the Slytherin Table and sat next to Pansy, who was conversing with Blaise and Flint. They said their good mornings and went back to conversing on Quidditch. It was typical for them to talk about Quidditch. Even walking down the halls, all I ever heard from them was Quidditch.
Pansy turned to me as my food appeared. " Good night's rest, Jess?" she inquired as she took a bite of a muffin. I nodded and sipped my coffee. Breakfast came to an end and I pursed Pansy to the Defense against the dark arts room. There we saw Draco and his two henchmen.
" Doesn't he go anywhere without those two?" I questioned Pansy. She shrugged and still walked towards them. " What about the loos? Do they follow him in the loos?" I asked and sniggered. Pansy joined me and we sat behind them, still laughing. We quieted down when Professor Snape walked into the room.
For many years, Snape always wanted the job of Defense against the dark arts teacher. After the many years a trying, Dumbledore decided on letting him in my seventh and last year at Hogwarts. He was a rather rude teacher in a way, but I respected him as much as I could whereas he was Head of Slytherin. He grumbled at us to turn our books to page eighty-nine as the door busted open. Two boys walked in, one with flaming red hair, and the other with dark hair and glasses; Ronald Weasley and Harry Potter. Everyone turned their gaze towards them waiting for their explanation of being tardy.
" Sorry professor, Ron slept in late and-," Harry was cut off.
" Well, Mr. Weasley, in order for you to be on time, why don't you change yourself into a pocket watch? Fifty points from Gryffindor," Professor Snape said and beckoned them to sit down at open seats. They sat down and I heard sniggering in front of me. Draco was laughing at Harry and Ron's expense and likewise the two oafs beside him.
Draco always seemed to favor any moment Harry got into trouble. It disgusted me. He was always a big prat around them, and yet, I could tell sometimes it was because of the time Harry rejected Draco's friendship. Though, I wouldn't blame Harry for declining Draco. At times I felt pity towards Draco, for his lack of friends. He did have Flint, Blaise, Pansy, Crabbe, and Goyle, but if it weren't for his cockiness, he would have more friends.
The class resumed and quickly ended. I walked with Pansy back to the Great Hall and we ate our lunch, talking about boys. " Pansy, do you still fancy Draco?" I asked her. Her expression turned to embarrassment.
"Well, I guess so. I mean did you see him change over the summer? He's gorgeous!" she said eyeing Draco on the other side of the room. I looked at where Pansy set her eyes and saw Draco. He was flirting with a couple of Slytherin sixth year girls and I took in his appearance.
'Yes, he was a good-looking boy, wait, no not boy, man. He does have sparkling silver eyes, which memorized anyone who gazed in them. And his hair…the blonde hair that was once sleeked down, but now, it is now cut shorter and is spiked.' I thought to myself
Unexpectedly, his gaze turned to mine. He looked at me and I was ready for the glare he constantly gave me, but he didn't. Instead he smirked and turned his gaze back to the sixth year girls. I felt a hot sensation on my face and acknowledged I was blushing.
' Why are you blushing?' I asked myself and looked back at Pansy.
" Are you alright, Jess?" she asked with concern. I felt my stomach do many somersaults and I nodded.
" Just ate too much, that's all," I said and got off my seat and paced towards the two big doors, nearing where Draco was sitting.
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