A/N Well, today I give you a chapter that wasn't in my story line but I thought to add it. It is kinda short but I thought that it needed to be here so my story wasn't so jumpy. Have you noticed a change in Rosemary? Do you like Melody? Let me know... REVIEW!

Day 7

I woke up especially early this morning in hopes that I would miss Adam in the common room and Harry in the Great Hall. It was going to be bad though because I had quidditch pratice after school and I also had double potions with Harry.

Once I was dressed in my school uniform I grabbed my large nap sack and started to head out the door. Walking down the stairs I saw that the cost was clear and I quickly moved down. My eyes peered at the clock on the wall. "Wow, only four fifteen?" I said to myself.

"Yeah, you really get up early," someone said.

I nearly peed myself. I was scared so badly. I didn't expect someone to be there that early. I didn't even notice anyone there. "Oh my god! You scared me!" I remarked.

Someone stood up in the dark, "you know. I waited here a while last night for you but I suppose you went to bed. Then I just changed and I've been waiting in this chair ever since. I thought that if I just slept here I wouldn't miss you." Adam looked at me. His eyes looked droppy and as though he didn't sleep that well.

I didn't know how to respond. What are you some type of stalker? A rapest? But I just looked at him with caring eyes and talked in a low voice. "You didn't have to worry about missing me..."

"Well, it was obvious that you were going to try and avoid me," he told me.

I pouted. "No, what gave you that idea?"

"Who gets up at four fifteen? Even earlier to get ready for classes?"

"That's beside the point," I said as I started to quickly move to the door. Getting out of there the sooner would be better. He quickly ran to me and grabbed my arm like the hottie Brad Pitt does in Troy.

"Don't go. I want to talk to you about last night," Adam had a firm grip on my arm.

I shook my head, "I'm trying to forget about it." Sometimes certain things like this just make your head feel like it's spinning to quickly. At times you just want to forget about it and move on and he wasn't about to let it happen.

"Why? Do you wish to forget about me?" I loved the way he talked. He didn't talk like normal uneducated boys like 'dude pimp my ride yo!' but he spoke like a real English gentlemen would. Well, what I would imagine they would like. How I wish they would talk.

Forget about him? I would never want to forget about him. "No," I said sharply and tried to break from his reach. I could whip my arms away from him but having his strong arm holding mine made me feel safe. As though if anything happened he would be there to protect me. Oh man! This is starting to sound like a crappy love story! This is not a love story!

"I'm to...to... to flustered to talk about this right now. To early in the morning."

"Then I'm going to have to tell you quickly. I know I don't want to see you with anyone else but I understand what you're going through. I repect the choices that you made. But, I'm sorry about last night. If I moved to quickly then I'm sorry. I didn't mean to scare you away with that kiss or anything. If you don't want me to then I understand. I just don't want-"

I nodded, "last night was great. It's just that. That I'm confused and I need to think about this. I need to think about us... and Harry. I also need to leave right now." He then let go of my arm and I opened the door. "I'll talk to you later. At quidditch practice."

"Promise?" He said in his happy tone.

"Yes... I promise. Now promise me that you'll go to bed and get a few more hours of sleep," I told him.

"I promise." I left the room, making my dramtic exit like a real pro. I thought I handled that lovey dovey scene pretty well. I've been through these things before but sometimes I just don't feel like it. It's so easy for guys to fall in love with the beautiful moi but sometimes it's a real pain in the ass. It's painful to be beautiful.

As soon as I started to walk down the hallway I heard footsteps from behind me. A girl walking down the hallway. Her long blonde hair was flowing behind her and she seemed to have radar on me.

"Hey! You! Rosebud! Slow down!" She said to me as she stomped her feet. That girl really had an attitude problem. I guess it's really easy to piss people like that off anway. Especially when they are jealous of you.

I stooped and turned to face her completely. "It's Rosemary thank you very much," I told her as I put my hands on my slender hips.

She got right in front of me and stood there, "who do you think you are coming into Hogwarts and thinking you're all that?"

"I don't need to think I'm all that because I am. Unlike you."

She rose an eyebrow and continued her rant. "You come here and you take my boy friend to be, while you have that Harry Potter kid on the side along with being a very popular girl that people love to hate. If you think you can come in here and take my spot then-"

"Then what? You're going to beat me up finger nail file? Hmmm?" I said without a hint of fear in my voice. Why should I be scared of this pig girl?

"Don't think I didn't see you with Adam last night. You playing him like a fool. Kissing him before you met up with Harry. Leading him on at the end and kissing him."

"He kissed me, if you would like to know. And he's real good." Her face was becoming red. "You wouldn't know that though."

"Well-"

I cut her off, "What were you doing anyway? Stalking us? There wasn't anyone around to see us."

"And then this morning you go around parading yourself and you flirt up a storm with him."

I whispered something in her ear. "I don't need to flirt with him. He already loves me. Not you" That little, I would rather not say it, then slapped me in the face. "How dare you?"

"You deserve it!" She said to me.

I then punched her right in the eye. I'm sure it is going to be black and blue the next day. "And you deserve that you little jealous pig!" I then walked down the hallway to the Great Hall. No one was in sight and there were one plate of each thing on the table. I took my fruit bowl and sat down.

So that girl thinks that she's going to get me eh? Think again. No one out does me. Me! To think that is a crime. After I then looked at the clock. Plenty of time to go to the owlery to see if I've gotten any messages.

I walked all the way to the tower and as soon as I opened the door my large great horned owl flew to my arm. "Ahh. I see you that you brought me something," I said as I grabbed a piece of paper wrapped around her leg.

Dear Miss. Williams,

We hate to inform you that you haven't done your job yet.

We trust that you have not changed your position on this matter?

If not we hope for it to be complete before the school year.

We'll be waiting.

Thank You

These people can be so full of crap sometimes. Yeah, I'll get it done when I get it done. With this work cut out for me it was going to take me a while. I then took the letter and shreaded it into many pieces and threw then into the waste basket. I looked down at the small shreads of paper and then left.

Where do you go this early in the morning? Well, I thought that it would be best to go back up to the common room and read a magazine while other people eat but as I was walking up the steps I noticed that most of the school was moving about. I glanced at a clock. It was around that time in the morning when everyone was going to eat.

"Miss. Williams!" Someone shouted from behind me. I turned to face Professor Snape glaring at me.

"Yes Professor?" I asked him as I looked at his very greasy hair. Who can live with that disgusting matter on their head?

"Professor Dumbledor would like a word with you," he said to me as I followed him down the hallways to his office. I thought that Snape would have waited outside for me but he then walked his way in with me.

As soon as I walked in all the way I saw Professor McGonagall along with quite a few others standing there looking at me. "Hello there Miss Williams," said Professor McGonagall.

"Good morning." I was looking at them nervious to see if they had found out my little secret.

"Do you know why you are here today Miss. Williams?" Asked Professor Dumbledor. He looked at me with his half moon glances on. So out of style!

"No I do not Professor," I told him. I really had no clue why. They couldn't have found out. I looked at him showing no emotion in my face.

He sighed. "We have found out from other students that you have written very inappropriate things on the hallway to the library. Also, we have found that you have destroyed the lots of the quidditch equipment along with books in the library."

Well, the good thing is that they didn't say it was about you know what. I was shocked though. Shocked! "What do you mean? I didn't do anything like that! I'm on the quidditch team for god's sake. Why would I do that?"

"It wasn't your teams equipment, it was Gryffindors. Your team is to supposed to play them in the upcoming match, is that right?" Professor McGonagall said.

"Yes, but I wouldn't do that! I wouldn't. I didn't. Do any of that stuff."

"Then tell me why Miss Williams, hair, your color was found at the sight of the quidditch equipment along with a small piece of stationary that matches yours? Or why were the books in the libary destoryed all had your fingerprints on them? Tell me why there the message written was in your handwriting? Tell me that Miss. Williams." Snape said in a huff. I started to get worried.

"I can tell you why Professor. Because someones setting me up! I would never do that. Even if I did, I wouldn't leave evidence like that around that was so easily picked up. It's to obvious not to be me. You all know that I am very smart and if I did something like that it would be rather clever. There are students that are jealous. They have been since i've come here and they have it out for me. I don't even know the school that well to do that!" I said in my defence.

Dumbledor looked at me, "thank you Miss. Williams. Do you suppose you could wait outside for a moment?"

"No at all Professor," I said to him as I left the room and closed the door behind me. After a fashion of time the door opened again and they had me walk in. The teachers all left except for Dumbledor who was sitting at his desk.

I looked at him, wondering what my fate was going to be.

"Miss. Williams. I'm sorry about this mess. The staff and I have talked and we have gone through your file and we saw that you are not at all a student who would have done this. I don't believe someone who had done these acts would leave evidence laying out in the open like that. I'm sorry about this."

"Professor?"

"Yes?" He gave me a look. I could tell what he was thinking. He knew I was a fake. He also knew that I was full of myself and waiting. He knew I was bad news right then and there. I could tell. You could tell by the way he moved, spoke, and reacted. He didn't have anything on me yet but I knew he would be keeping an eye out on me.

"Do you suppose I could go eat breakfeast? I would love to visit with my friends if you don't mind. I feel that talking about this isn't going to change anything more," I told him. He smiled and nodded.

"Wise words from a student. What's done is done," he then escorted me down the halls to the Great Hall and we spoke for a while. He wished me good luck at the game and he asked me something elese I didn't expect. "Rosemary, do you think that you could do a weapon demonstraction for the students. I know that is one reason why you were brought here among many but I would love to see it."

I smiled. "Well, of course."

"After the first quidditch game then?"

"Sounds good." I then went to into the Great Hall and sat on one side of Adam.

"There you are... Did you hear what someone wrote on the wall?"

Melody, who was sitting on the other side of him smiled and glared at me. "No, tell me," I told him. He seemed full of interest.

"It said, 'Die muggles and mudbloods of all sorts,' right on the wall! I coudn't believe that!"

"Who would do that?" I said.

"I have no clue," said Melody as she gave me the evil eye. There was a small conversation and then the signal was made for everyone to get to their first class. I was just excited that the freaky trio didn't come up to me and talk to me. Yet.

I started my way up the stairs to my potions class. Adam and Melody said that they would walk with me since they had a class in that direction. At one point Melody and I were standing on the flat of a flight of stairs waiting for Adam. He stopped at the bottom to talk to a few buddies and Melody found it the perfect time to say something.

"So you wrote that on the wall didn't you Rose?" She said.

"Cut the shit. I know it was you," I shot back. "I didn't get in trouble either because they knew it wasn't me. So I guess it didn't work then, did it?"

She glared at me, "I wanted to tell you that my revenge has started."

"Like i'm so scared," I said as I narrowed my eyes at her.

At that moment she then said in the most evil way ever, "you should be." She then grabbed my arm and thrust me towards the stairs. She violently pushed me down the stairs, leading for me to lose my footing and roll down then.

Everyone in the corridors stopped and looked to see what was going on. Many people were shreiking and hollaring in fright. Everything was moving in slow motion. I could feel my head smash against the floor, then my arm bend in an ackward way, then my leg feet a large amount of pressure, then the next thing I knew I was at the flat of the other flight.

Adam was held me in his arms and looked down at me, "Oh my god! Rosemary! Rose! Are you ok Rose!" He said very frightend. "Can you hear me Rose?"

Then Melody's voice was heard. "Oh my! Is she ok? She just- slipped!"

At that point Adam was yelling. "Look what you did! We have a quidditch game coming up! Youc could have killed her! Are you ok Rose? Somebody get the nurse!"

Then there were many other faces looking down at me. Lots of students were running around looking for help and asking if I was alright. I wanted to say something but I couldn't. The words wouldn't come out of my mouth. The only thought going through my head was if I was going to die.

The only direction I could see was up and in my view was Adam. Peoples yelling and feet moving seemed blured and slowed down, the same as my vision. I could see Adams mouth moving at me but I couldn't tell what he was saying. Then in my view I could see Professor McGonagall looking down at me, yelling at students to go away and to stop asking questions.

Then everything went dark...

A special thanks to...

My dearest Mole (aka Darkprediction). Thank you for reading and what not. My little Moley. Maybe we should cowrite soon?