(A/N: It's nice to know that my fans from the previous story are sill reviewing mine. I'm so happy! So, anyway, new chappie, angry Rose… You all know the drill!)

"Oh, no," Draco said, turning away from Rose. His heart was pounding and sweat began to form on his pale forehead. He shoves his hands into the pockets of his robes and felt around for his wand. He found the black and silver strip of magical wood and gave a sigh of relief. He was armed, he was confident. Yes, Draco Malfoy wasn't someone you would call independent. He depends on and hides behind magic during a crisis. Every time…

"Draco, what's wrong?" Danielle asked, looking at her cousin.

"Wrong?" Draco asked, raking his brain to think of a way to explain it to Danielle. 'She wasn't there when I killed her and nor was Nadia and Elvira,' he thought. "Well, something's wrong, or was wrong. Or something…" 'Smooth, very smooth,' he scolded himself in his head.

"That was the witch you killed, wasn't it?" Danielle asked in a dull voice. "And now she wasn't revenge for making her go through pain, suffering and utter horror for a few months while she was being tortured for her crime?"

"Yes," Draco said, his facial expression changing from scared to curiosity. "How did you know that? It's not like you can read her lips from here. And you can't possibly read minds."

"It was just a lucky guess," Danielle said, smiling. "Now, come on! We need to gather up the rest of the group and discuss what we're going to do." Draco nodded, his face stunned but, all the same, following her orders.

A few minutes (and a spastic Sirius) later…

The corridors of Hogwarts were silent. Nothing made a noise except for the pitter patter of the rain and the muffled voices of a group of teenagers, three young adults, four mature adults and two teenage centaurs. Their voices came from a secret room along seventh floor corridor, behind a bookcase a room away from the Fat Lady's corridor. After explaining the situation to the five people who were unaware of the happening in the Krum residence, they began to discuss their plans.

"So, Rose's alive," Harry said, sitting on a rickety old chair. "How in the world is she alive?"

"Well, Draco didn't really kill her since they never went back in time and break the Time Turner, sending them years and years into the future and causing them to meet us and we didn't really go to Viktor's mansion and get trapped there with them and an itchy butt Sirius," Hermione said in one breath. Her hair was frizzier than ever, due to the humid conditions of the room.

"Hey," Sirius said, his face slightly blushing from embarrassment. "I thought you guys forgot that."

"Who could forget the horror that was you scratching you butt in public, Sirius?" Remus said matter of factly. He sat on an overturned bucket and was staring at the flame of a candle, the only source of illumination. The room was silent for awhile, then erupted into scoffs and giggles. Sirius laughed along with them, but the memory of Rose being alive suddenly struck them and they stopped laughing. They remained quiet while raking their minds for a plan.

After about ten silent minutes in the stuffy closet, James finally exclaimed, "I'm all out." The rest nodded and mumbled in agreement and the room was silent once again. "Wish there was a way that we could kill her, though," Fred said, suddenly. "Yeah, knock her out and live happily ever after," George said in agreement to his twin's statement. "Sounds pretty good to me," Sirius said. "I'll bring you sweets when I visit you lot in Azkaban," Lily said, dully. "True," Fred said.

"She's off her rocker with anger, you lot know that, right?" Draco said, nervously. "I mean she's really ticked off." "Vell, you did kill her," Viktor said. "It was an accident, I missed," Draco retorted, his face getting flushed. "And you were actually aiming for Jason," Harry said, his facial expression not changing. "So, okay, she's pissed at Draco, she wants to kill him," Danielle said. "What about we trap her and send her to the Ministry of Magic? We'd tell them and she'll be off to jail, like that!" Danielle snapped her fingers and everyone started to talk about the plan.

"Only one problem," Hermione said. "What do we say? It's not like we're going to walk over to the Minister with a tied and gagged Rose and say 'Here, this is a crazed teenage girl that has issues and wants to kill our friend here. But her crime is not really committed and we know she's evil just because our friend killed her along with two centaurs, but he didn't really kill them because we went back in time after that' I don't find that story completely believable."

"Me neither, if you said it like that," Danielle said, looking at her shoes.

"But then what are we going to do?" Elvira exclaimed suddenly. "I mean, hello, there's a deranged Bulgarian girl out there, trying to get us! Anyway, she looked angrier at Harry for a reason." She had added the last sentence as an afterthought after seeing Rose's face earlier.

"Well, I have no idea what-" Harry began but was soon cut off by a creaking sound. The sound grew louder and they noticed that it was coming from the back of the bookcase, their entrance to the secret passage. They began to panic and rush around the small room, looking for a hiding place, a way out, anything. Sounds of clanging wooden buckets and the falling of a broomstick echoed through the small room loudly. The light from the candle flickered in the drafts that each of the group were making. The creaking finally stopped and the group froze, as though they had been playing Musical Statues. The bookcase had been moved and in its place, the familiar feminine figure that they dreaded.

"Here's Rosie," Rose said with a deranged smile.

The room soon erupted into a screaming frenzy and everyone ran out, pushing Rose away and running for dear life. Rose stood, stunned to the spot but soon regained control of her feet and took off after them. They ran in random patterns, and ventured into places they had never heard of. They ran down a few flights of stairs and accidentally came across the Ravenclaw Common Room entrance. They slowed down to get a good look at it before running off again as Rose ran at them, screaming hexes and curses at them.

They soon came to a corridor lined with countless doors and an idea struck their minds. Each of them chose a door and began to run around, with Rose tailing after Draco. They ran past rooms and ended up in the same corridor, but through a different door. In other words, it was like one of those cartoons with the bad guy and good guys running around in circles but illogically coming out from different entrances.

They soon end up coming out from the same door and began to run down the corridor. They ran in a group again, passing many flustered portraits and the nonsense-yelling portrait of Sir Cadogan. They came to a halt in a corridor as it was a dead end. Literally.

Draco cowered behind Hermione as Rose stood triumphantly in the middle of the corridor. Hermione shrugged and shook her head disapprovingly. Hermione nudged Harry, who seemed to be expressionless. "What are we going to do now?" Hermione said in a soft whisper. But Harry didn't reply and Hermione nudged him again, but he wasn't there. She felt him, but he wasn't there. 'The Invisibility Cloak,' she thought with a forced frightened look. She felt Harry crawl away and Hermione cheered in her mind.

"Play time's over," Rose said angrily. "Vair's Draco? I vant to see that little prat coverre vith fear as I kill him here and now. He was my so-called partner to the Dark Lord and he betrayed him and joined the Light Side, but not before he tortured me mercilessly when I made the slightest mistake. He took advantage of me because I was a girl. A mere girl vith no strength, he thought. And he killed me! He killed me and I went to the most horrifying place known to mankind! But before he killed me, he didn't know that I had strength, I had poverre, I could kill. But his abusive behaviourre veighed me down. Made me veak and helpless, made me afraid. But no more! He vill die here and now and the rest of you shall perish with him. Especially you!" Rose pointed at where she though Harry was standing. She stood rooted to the spot.

"Vot? Vair is Harry Potter?" Rose said, shocked and stunned. "Vair is he?"

"Here's Harry," Harry said, imitating Rose as he pulled away the Invisibility Cloak from himself and exposed his hiding place, behind Rose's turned back.

Rose reacted quickly, reaching into the pockets of her red robes, but extracted nothing. "Vair is my-" she began but was cut short as Harry took out a Redwood and bronze strip of wood. "No, no, this cannot be." "Incarcerous!" Harry said, the wand pointing at Rose. Rose fell to the ground, tied up and angry. She shouted Bulgarian words and struggled against her binds. "What is she saying?" George asked Viktor. "You don't vant to know," he said, eyes wide and surprised at his sister's behaviour.

After the group had brought Rose to their earlier hiding spot…

"Let me go!" Rose screamed. "Let me go, you ungrateful little-"

"Silencio!" Hermione said and Rose continued to mouth out some inappropriate language.

"So, anyway," Harry said. "What do we do now?"

"We'll need to explain to Professor McGonagall the situation," Hermione said, turning around on Rose. "She needs to know. Anyway, she was the first person we went to when they appeared in Hogwarts."

"Hermione's right," James said. "If we are going to right the wrongs in this future, we need help from an expert in magic. And the only expert close to us is Professor McGonagall."

"Let's just hope we don't need to go on another journey," Lily said.

"Why? I actually found the last journey quite interesting," Sirius said.

Suddenly, there was a scuffling sound from Rose and the group instinctively turned around. Rose had Hermione's wand and she was pointing it right at James, Lily, Sirius and Remus. The binds had been cut and she stood strong and tall. She waved the wand in a graceful pattern and, surprisingly, a bright, purple light engulfed the four adults. "No!" Harry yelled, scared that he would loose them again. They didn't scream in pain, only in shock as their image blurred out in the light and rest of the group held their breath and prepared for the worst…

(A/N: Yes, I know what you're thinking. Second chapter and then, a cliffy! What is the meaning of this? I have a lawyer! But hold your ponies everyone who just decided to hate me, this is just the beginning… Hey, you lot know the drill, click on that blue-ish purple box that says 'Submit Review' and type! Type! Mwahahaha! Yes, I'm completely crazed at the moment… Beware!)