Mio bel Vergine
Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter.
Chapter Dedication goes to: (I don't remember it's been so long.)
Chapter VII: The Ways Out
Rosaline was reluctant to return to her house, she knew that her family would just scream at her. Loud, angry, Italians like her family didn't know anything but yelling and screaming. Throwing things was a sport at her family when there was hostility. It was amusing when you weren't on the other side of the yelling.
Rosaline Apparated into her room, and right after she sat down and took her shoes off. Her mother flew open the door, breaking it off the hinges. "HOW DARE YOU EMBARESS ME INFRONT OF LUCIUS!" she screamed. Rosaline just put her head down and cried to herself.
"YOU WILL MARRY SEVERUS! IF YOU LIKE IT OR NOT!" her mother yelled and stormed out of the room.
It was childish she knew, to go against her mother. She might as well, go through everything, marry Severus and rot as a trophy wife. Then, she could run away with Oliver. That wouldn't work. He needed to play with Puddlemere. She couldn't ruin his dream.
Or, she could… commit suicide. No, that would put Oliver through Hell. She noticed that her mother put bars on her windows, and suddenly she knew what it felt like to be a prisoner in her home, body, and soul.
A/N: Yeah, this is short. I wanted to be. I'll write the next chapter soon. No questions this time around. Just wanted to show you guys that I was alive.
-B.V
