I have had such major writter's block on this story since I realized Rose is a Mary Sue. I'm a horrible person.

It was the day before Christmas break. I had managed to scrape by with only five detentions from various teachers for casting spells wrong to horrible effects after zoning out while the teachers taught us the spells (they had been very understanding the first twenty times), I had only blown up the potions room twice, I had managed to have three full length conversations with Shimaku (bringing my total up to six) and I hadn't gotten any hate mail from my relatives.

It had been a good semester. Meanwhile, I still hadn't gotten up the courage to talk to Ron again and he acted like I wasn't there. I understood, he was best friends with Harry Potter and I was a Death Eater's daughter.

I looked in the mirror. My scar was getting redder. No matter what Ron had said that first time I met him it looked horrible. I guess he just said that because he was being nice. It looked like I had lost a fight with a chainsaw.

I brushed my hair in front of my eye. When I did that I looked okay. My other eye was a nice shade of blue and my deep red hair was less frizzy than most redheads. I sighed and headed down to breakfast.

I sat in my usual seat next to Dean and Seamus in the Great Hall at breakfast. I zoned out (I do it so well, why stop?) until the owl landed in front of me. I recognized him as my father's, a great horned named Scorpio. He had a red envelope attached to his leg.

"Gosh Rose, that's a howler," Seamus's eyes widened. "You might want to get that out of here."

I took his advice and ran from the hall after I ripped the already smoking letter off Scorpio's leg.

I managed to run to an empty classroom before it went off. "ROSE, YOU BRAT!" my father's voice screamed as I curled up on the floor sobbing. "YOU LEAVE FOR THE SUMMER AND YOU TAKE UP YOUR COUSIN'S WAYS! I RAISED YOU BETTER THAN THAT! YOU ARE NOT TO COME HOME FOR CHRISTMAS!"

The howler fell to the ground. I continued to sob. I know I don't always like my father, but he still is my dad. He taught me to ride my first broom. He brought me shopping for my first wand in Diagon Alley. This was by far the worst thing he'd ever done. I would have to face him tomorrow. Even worse I would have to face my mom.

I closed my eyes and breathed in and out slowly. I managed to get my sobs under control and slipped out of the classroom to a nearby bathroom to wash my face before the bell rang. I ran towards my first class…

I wondered the halls as other students packed for break. I decided to get my homework out of the way and went to the library. I got several inches of a potions essay done before lunch. I quietly slipped into the Great Hall to sit next to Seamus and Dean. Dean's girlfriend Ginny started walking towards us and I left quickly, she was Ron's sister and I had gotten into a habit of avoiding the whole family.

I managed to avoid everyone by going to the library through typically unused hallways. It's going to be a long break…

The first week after break. I had gotten all my homework done in the first week. Now I got to go to class and get more work. Woo hoo. Classes picked up as if no one was ever gone, except for the air of gloom that hung around all the other students.

I've noticed Draco disappearing at odd times. I'm starting to think my old friend is up to something. The other day in a conversation with Shimaku he mentioned that he noticed it too.

"Yeah, Draco has always been weird. We've both known that since we were three," he said. "But this is something different. He's not bragging about it in the common room and he keeps hinting that whatever he's doing has something to do with Him." In public we never said Voldemort's name. It's bad for appearances.

"Do you have any idea where he's disappearing to?" I asked him.

"I have my ideas," he answered.

I sighed and looked at the ceiling. "Are you going to share them with me?" I asked. After getting no response I looked down to see I was talking to a sleeping boy. I rolled my eyes. Ridiculous.

In the common room I heard Harry discussing it with Hermione. Well actually they were discussing what had happened before break after Draco was kicked out of Slughorn's Christmas party. I had heard the typical gossip that went along with such things but now Harry told her he had overheard Snape arguing with Draco (I should have know I wasn't the only one who enjoyed eavesdropping). He said something about Snape making an unbreakable vow. That was new.

The argument led to Harry accusing Draco of being a Death Eater. I have never laughed harder. The thought of Draco as a Death Eater was that hilarious. I had to leave the common room before someone asked what was so funny.

I managed to get through the week without destroying any classrooms or blowing up the potions room. Snape had taken to ignoring me during first term and continued his habit. I think he was mad I wasn't in Slytherin, he did manage to find a reason to dock 20 points from Gryffindor however. Shimaku continued to make me feel like an idiot when he wasn't sleeping.

I was still horrified at the thought of talking to anyone. I think Shimaku is right. I am the most socially challenged person he knows.

Yeah I know. It's short. Just give me some ideas. Please?

Nico:People have been asking who I am. I'm Nico Di Angelo from Percy Jackson. Lily kidnapped me.

Lily:-stage whispers- shhhh, they'll hear you.

Nico: Save me!

Lily:Ignore him, he likes it here.

~LKS