Chapter Three

Rose sat in the new room that the Headmaster had added to her uncle's quarters for her, a two foot by three foot canvas sitting on an easel, her paints set up to her left and a paint brush in her hand, just staring at the blank canvas.

She had cleared her mind as she had been taught and was waiting for an image to form in her mind that she could paint. At the present it was still a little blurry but she slowly dipped her brush in the paint and began slow strokes as the image slowly came in to focus and her strokes became surer.

She spent hours in the room, pausing for nothing until she was sure she was done. She had even sent Toddy away when he had come to tell her that lunch was ready, telling him that she would eat later and really didn't want to be disturbed right now.

She carefully cleaned the four brushes she had used in another pot she had ready to clean her brushes and set her pallet down and capped her paint pots before rising out of her seat and look at the painting from a few steps back.

A satisfied smile spread across her lips as she looking over the forest clearing with three animals frolicking about. A large brown stag with large strong antlers, a large grim like black dog that was play wresting with a large wolf.

She pulled her wand out from behind her ear and cast a dozen spells on the picture that she had been taught when she had completed her Mastery. Some were for preservation, movement, sound, another one that took a bit of power to cast was for them to act like who they were painted from, a imitation soul if you like of the person or animal painted. Even if the subject wasn't known to the painter it could still be done, just quiet a bit harder and more power was needed for the spell.

It was one thing that was rare about her gift, she could paint some one she had never met or seen to perfection and still have it come out acting like said person after casting the spell. It made her a rarity among the Master Painters.

She tucked her wand back behind her ear with a small nod to herself. In the morning when she was sure that the picture was completely dry she would cast the activation spell and could hang it on the wall with her others.

She turned and looked at the once bare walls that were now covered with a dozen paintings that she had instructed Toddy to hang for her. The large portrait of her family was still in her room, but she had the individual ones hanging on her wall, along with three of her friends and a few professors that had consented to having their portrait done and activated and said she could keep so she always had some one to ask for advice.

They had all been put in stasis when they had been packed bar her family ones which hadn't been activated at all. She wasn't quiet ready to face her family yet. With a few flicks of her wand she brought them out of stasis.

She sat back down and spent the next half an hour letting them know where they were and what had happened. The professors had immediately left their portrait for the double that she had given them so they could keep in contact.

She moved carefully and placed the drying portrait on an empty book shelf to dry and placed another blank canvas on the easel before heading out to the dinning room to eat a late lunch, ignoring the fact that she was still covered in paint flecks and smears. Remus had been keep a very careful eye on her over the last week, since the trip to Diagon Alley. Her pain potions had been upped a little and she had been kept in bed for three days straight only let out when Remus had to help her go to the bathroom and back before Poppy had said that her leg had healed enough for her to leave her bed. But she wasn't to leave her quarters yet and absolutely no stairs. No standing for more then five minutes and to always use the cane.

"Feeling Better?" Remus asked with a smile as she entered the dinning room and sat down it wasn't more then a few seconds before Toddy appeared and placed a plate of sandwiches in front of her with a fresh pot of tea.

"Better?" Rose asked with a small frown as she made a cup of tea to her liking and bit in to her sandwich.

"You were snappish this morning before you locked yourself away with your paints." He told her in amusement as he made himself a cup of tea.

"I do apologise, Remus." She flushed a little in embarrassment. "I get that when an image is coming that needs to be painted. I don't have any control over it if it is strong enough to overpower my shields."

Remus studied her for a moment blinking slowly. "You are serious aren't you?"

"Very." She nodded with a faint smile. "If I get snappish just send me to my paints and it will sort its self out." She told him between sips of tea.

"But…" He trailed off and his eyes widened before locking on her own. "Only Master Painters, open and powerful Master painters get like that and only after they are taken into an apprenticeship."

"True." She smile faintly as she quickly finishing up her sandwich.

"How far are you in to your apprenticeship? To be honest you shouldn't have been removed from your master." He frowned in concern.

"Remus calm down." She told him softly and waited until he had taken a deep breath. "I finished my apprenticeship a few months ago, I am a full Master."

"Why didn't you say something before?" He demanded looking annoyed.

"You didn't ask." She pointed out with a small shrug.

"Nor is it in your records." He frowned at her.

"Ah, then you have my apology." She bowed her head a little. "I had assumed that it was in my records."

"Is it possible that anything else is missing out of them." He asked with a small sigh.

"I have no idea what is in them or not." She shook her head. "You would have to ask."

"Alright." He nodded and spent the next few moments concentrating on his tea. "I'll leave a note for Severus to go over your records with you." He glanced up at her. "He should be returning today if everything goes to plan."

"Life hardly ever goes to plan." She sighed and then shook her head firmly. "I apologise Remus I don't know what is up with me today." She frowned a little.

"Perhaps for more painting is called for?" He suggested with a faint smile. "I will send Severus to you when he arrives."

"Perhaps leaving him a note would be better, if I am not out of the painting room." She shook her head. "I get seriously cranky if I am interrupted from painting, much like when I am interrupted from brewing."

"I'll let him know not to disturb you when you are in your room." He nodded slightly in understanding. "He should understand that. Oh how are all your potions going?"

"Fine, my pain potions automatically refill, and I still have three jars of the relaxant and two of the scar fader." She shrugged as she slowly stood.

"You aren't painting standing up are you?" He asked her with a small discouraging frown.

"No, I'm sitting." She shook her head and made her way back to her work room and closed the door and sat down in front of the blank canvas.

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Rose was just set another finished painting next to her first when some one hesitantly knocked on her door. She leaned heavily on her cane as she limped to the door with a small frown on her face as she unlocked the door and opened it.

Standing in front of the door was a nearly six foot blonde boy with an angular face and silver eyes, dressed in dress slacks and a silk green button down shirt.

"Professor Snape said dinner is on the table." His English accent was strong and slightly acrostic, and he sounded slightly subdued.

"Thank you, I'll be out in a minute." She gave him a small smile and limped back to her paints and capped them all carefully and dropped her brushes in the cleaning solution before leaving the room and closing the door behind her. She made her way to the dinning room and sat down in her seat after a slight nod to her Uncle who looked worn out, even as he read through a few letters in front of him.

"Uncle." She greeted him softly even as the meal appeared.

"Rose, this is my Godson Draco, Draco this is Rose." He introduced them as he set the letters down. "As you can see there was a slight change of plans and he has joined us early." He picked up his glass of wine and sipped at it. "How have you been?"

"Fine, everything is healing as expected." She replied softly.

"Has Poppy changed your pain Potions?" He inquired.

"Last week." She nodded. "The ones I am on now weren't quiet strong enough and only lasted for two hours at a stretch." She explained. "She upped the dosage a little and things have been a little easier, but she is certain now that the limp will be permanent, but not as pronounced as it is now."

"That will make getting to classes difficult for you." He said with a small frown. "Though from what Lupin has said in his letter, you may not have to go to all classes." He glanced up at her as he began his meal. "He mentioned that you have a Mastery?"

She glanced across the table as Draco choked a little on his food at that. "Yes, Uncle. I actually have two." She nodded. "In Portrait making and Carving. My Master's recommended that I try for my Potions Masters when I finish this year if I wish it."

"Those records weren't passed on to us." He noted and made a note on the nearest letter. "I will have to write to your Masters and get them sent over."

"I can ask their Portraits to pass the information on if you wish?" She offered as she finished her meal and set her utensils down neatly on her plate. "It was their gift to me when I finished."

"I would prefer to do so formally." He shook his head.

"Of course." She nodded her head slightly. "I am still waiting for them to get back to me, when I released them from stasis they went to their duplicate portrait to make sure everything is alright…" She frowned a little. "That was over five hours ago, if nothing was wrong then they would have returned right away…" She sighed. "It is possible that they were injured in the attack, like I was."

"Possible, I'll send the request through your school." He nodded slightly. "According to the rest of your records you are average in nearly everything else bar Potions."

"Potions, Carving, Portrait Making, Charms, Ancient Runes and Transfigurations were my best subjects, everything else I am dismal at." She sighed. "I get nothing higher then an A in the rest of my classes no matter what I try to get better grades, I'm usually too distracted with my Carving and Painting classes…" She glanced up at her Uncle. "I'm not sure if you know of what exactly what is needed to be a good painter."

"Artistry is usually needed." He replied dryly.

"But that isn't all." She shook her head. "You have to have an open mind at all times, to receive images to carve or paint, no matter what you are doing. It's what made me a Master so young. I don't have to meet some one to paint them and to animate it to be just like the person in real life. I am open to my surroundings and images people put out…with that if it is important to the person or building is magical enough the images appear in my mind and slowly come into focus enough for me to paint and animate."

"That is incredibly rare." Draco gaped at her. "There hasn't be a Portrait Master with that ability for nearly eighty years, and sixty before him."

"It is becoming a once a generation ability and it is slowly getting longer and longer between Portrait painters, it doesn't matter how hard they try to pass on the information no one seems to have the ability." Rose nodded in agreement.

"I image that your detentions for inattention are from such occurrences? Along with the insolence and snapping at professors?" Severus inquired with a raised eyebrow.

"Yes sir." She nodded looking down at the table in embarrassment. "I lose my temper when I can't paint right away when an image appears with enough urgency with it."

"Would it not be wise to close your mind when in other classes?" Severus suggested.

"I can't." She shook her head. "My Masters thought of that too, to be able to turn it on and off would have saved me a lot of trouble over the years, but I can't close my mind."

"Did they try Occlumency?"

"Tried and failed." She nodded. "I have no problem clearing my mind but it just opened me up more to the images, nothing they did could get my mind shielded, even enforced their shields over me didn't work, they crumbled as soon as they were in place." She growled in remembered frustration. "They tried for over a year and eventually gave up and just told my Professors to just be patient with me."

"Well we have a month to pick out your best subject to continue on with for your seventh year… for now we will go over the rules. If a door is close do not enter, there is no need to lock doors in these quarters, a closed door will get the message across that you wish for privacy. Do not enter my lab or disturb me while I am in there, call an elf to get me if it is an emergency. The lab three doors down is open for you to use, just leave me a sample to look over on the desk, let me know if the supplies get low. Dinner is mandatory to attend. No fighting or hexing, I have a ward on the room to let me know if you use magic and your wand will be confiscated for the rest of the holidays if you use it. If you are ill tell me, and I will get the necessary potions." He looked them both over sternly. "Any questions?"

"I am legally allowed to use magic" Rose replied softly. "Because of my Mastery, I use magic to cast the spells on the portraits and carvings. Mr Ollivander removed the Ministry tracker from my wand because of that."

"He took you on your word?" Severus raised an eyebrow at her.

"No sir, I showed him my mastery marks." She shook her head and slid her sleeve off her right wrist showing him two marks on her inner wrist. "If you know what to look for it is easy to spot a Master, even with out the paper work."

"I take it that in America all Masters are marked so?" He inquired looking a little unsettled.

"Every Master is marked so, only a guild can give the mark it stops impostors from gain work they aren't suited for." She nodded and then looked at him. "It isn't do so here?"

"No, just paper work and certificates and your name on record." He shook his head. "Only Death Eaters are marked so on the left inner arm…though there are those who have tattoos." He shifted a little uncomfortable.

"Death Eaters?" Rose frowned. "The terrorists that are misguided in thinking that being Pureblooded is everything and have no idea that their 'Lord' is not Pureblood?" She inquired.

"How do you know that?" Draco asked looking a little pale.

"Everyone knows in America that the 'Dark Lord' of the Pureblooded group is a fraud, that they are no longer following their 'writ' that they started out with twenty years or so ago and are now nothing but murders of a lot of innocent people, even wiping out the last of a few Pureblood lines." She shrugged. "It is common knowledge, our papers and Ministry are always picking on the British Ministry for turning a blind eye to the situation after they were knocked back countless times when they offered help. Now they just laugh at their stupidity, waiting for it all to blow up in their faces."

"And how do they know it will blow up in their face?" Severus scowled.

"They've been there and done that." Rose sighed. "American History is littered with Dark Lords or Ladies trying to wipe out the 'impure'. Now to stop problems from cropping up everyone is equal, Wizard, witch, Vampire, Veela, Werewolf, Werecat, muggle, Wicca or squib. It makes everything much more simple. There hasn't been a internal magical war or disturbance in nearly a hundred years because of the equality laws." She shrugged. "True most Muggles don't know about us but the government does. Some of my closet friends are so called Dark Creatures here in England."

"Interesting, we never knew that America offered help with the Dark Lord." Severus frowned.

"That's what your fight was about with dad wasn't it?" Rose asked softly. "Over this Dark Lord?"

"Yes, and Like he said I was a fool, some thing I will probably be spending the rest of my life trying to make up for." He nodded tiredly. "I was spying for an organisation that has been trying to take him down for decades but I was discovered a few months ago and have had to retire from spying." He glanced at Draco. "It is the reason Draco is here so early, his father gave him a choice, one I think he chose wisely on."

"Good for you." Rose gave the boy a small smile.

"Yes well Father didn't think so." Draco muttered.

"Many students who have Death Eaters for parents will be made to take the mark, but I know for a fact most of them don't want it, though there are those who will do what they are told because that was the way they were raised." Severus sighed and pinched the bridge of his nose. "Those I know for sure who don't want the mark have been given ways to escape when the time came and they made their final choice. So it is possible that with in the month we will have over a dozen students here." Their dinner plates suddenly disappeared and chocolate pudding appeared in their place. "We are also off topic a little, are there any requests?"

"I need to go to Diagon Alley soon...as I know what subjects I want to take this year I have a fair idea what books will be needed." Draco requested.

"I'll arrange it for the first week of August." Severus nodded. "Rose?"

"I'm not sure, but Poppy forbade me from leaving the rooms after Remus took me to Diagon last week for my new wand." She shook her head. "The only real request I have is if I am in my work room please don't disturb me if the door is shut. It makes me lose my concentration…it's much like being disturbed in the middle of a very complicated potion." She glanced at her uncle. "It makes me very grumpy and I often lose my temper when interrupted if it isn't for an emergency."

"I can understand that perfectly." He nodded. "Try not to miss too much sleep or food please, I don't want Poppy on my back over it." Then he paused and frowned a little. "A new wand? You mentioned that earlier…"

"I lost my old one and I needed one for my work…" She hesitated a moment. "A few hours later I was on a three day bed rest on Poppy's orders, I'd over strained my leg."

"And it couldn't have waited a few days?" He inquired his face closed off.

"I needed something to keep me occupied, and I need other things from the Alley too, but Remus set up Owl ordering for me now from most of the shops that I need things from, so I won't have to go again." She looked down at the table. "It's all in Remus's letter sir…including the reactions I had afterwards I have no doubt." She sighed.

"Reactions?" He picked up the letter and began reading the entire thing, which was basically a journal log of the days he hadn't been there. "I see, how many Pain Potions are you on at the moment from the moment you get up to the time you go to bed?" He asked still reading.

"For the last week it's been an average of four for a good day, seven for a bad. Today I've only had three. I've mostly been sitting all day painting." She replied with a small satisfied smile.

"But the day before yesterday you had eight." He said looking up at her with a frown. "It doesn't say why."

"I tripped." She flushed a little.

"Where?" Severus asked. "I can't fix things so accidents don't happen if you don't tell me."

"I slipped getting out of the shower." She felt her cheek heat and caught Draco staring at her right cheek with wide eyes and knew that her scar was now visible. She quickly raised her hand and hid it before ducking her head.

"Rose." Severus's voice was soft and there was a hint of understanding there too and she slowly looked up to see he had moved and was standing next to her and raised her head further with his finger under her chin. "There is no shame in scars, we all have them, some just aren't as visible as yours." He told her softly as he moved her hand out of the way and looked over her scar carefully even as the colour faded from her cheeks. "It is healing nicely, you can barely notice it." He lifted his eyes to the one over her left eye and critically looked it over with a careful eye. "Hmm, your eye is still slightly swollen and the scar is still red."

"Poppy said that it should be normal by next week." Rose murmured softly barely above a whisper. "He's still staring."

"Draco Manners." Severus barked, glancing at his gaping Godson.

"Sorry Sir, Sorry Rose." He apologised quickly and looked down at the table, flushing at his bad manners.

"What about the ones on your back, arm and leg?" He asked softly as he rolled up her sleeve to take a look for himself. "I am surprised that these ones healed so quickly and with out a trace." He murmured looking over her arm carefully as he had her eye. "No loss of movement or numbness?"

"It's still a little stiff in the mornings, mainly from having to lean on it to use the cane, which is why I have been sitting a lot for the last few days." She replied softly. "The scars on both upper arms are gone, so are the ones on the lower left, the nurses at the hospital and Poppy had thought they wouldn't fade as much as they have, which is good. The few on my stomach are gone as well as far as I can tell, Remus and Poppy tell me that the six on my back will stay if they haven't faded by now…" She sighed. "Poppy says that they are all still visible on her deep scans just not to the naked eye."

"That is still good news." Severus gave her a very faint smile. "And your leg?"

"Poppy informed me yesterday that is more then likely permanent the damage is just too bad, the hip to heel scar has faded from three fingers wide to two and no longer red." Rose reported even as she dug through her jacket pocket and pulled out her scar fader and opened the jar and sighed when she saw it was empty.

"And the burn scars?" He asked rising and walked to a cabinet and pulled another jar out and opened and dabbed a little on her cheek and then over her eye.

"They've faded significantly but they are still visible." She gave him a small smile in thanks. "I have to treat it once in the morning and once before I go to bed with muscle relaxants to remove the knots in my muscles on a good day…"

"And on a bad?" He asked as he sat back down in his seat.

"Remus has been massaging it on bad days when it completely seizes up on me." She replied wincing in memory. "Usually right after I take a Pain Potion, I still end up screaming in pain, but with the massages it's bearable." She looked up at him. "There is nothing else Poppy can do, she's sent my file to a few specialists, along with her views on how I have been progressing…"

"And?" He raised an eyebrow.

"Frankly they are surprised I am even able to walk on it or haven't had it removed when I was first brought into the hospital." She said flatly. "There is nothing they can do or recommend bar removing the leg and replacing it with a false one."

"I'll talk with Poppy." He said grimly as he continued flicking through the letters that were beside him. "The Headmaster should be here in a moment to add a room for Draco, are you sure your work room is enough for your painting and carving?" He asked not looking up.

"If I can get some of the tools and chunks of wood to do my carving in there it would have to be a another six feet larger minimum." Rose replied finally digging in to her now cold pudding.

"It is no problem to enlarge the rooms, it is just easier for him to do it all in one hit." Severus told them both. "He will be adding a bedroom and study for Draco for all his books, it will be no bother for him to add a few feet to your work room and bedroom, Rose."

"Well another three feet in my bedroom would be nice, I could add another book shelf in there, for the ideal work room, I need at least six foot square for my painting things and at least…" She paused thinking. "Depending on how big the project I work on it would need to be at least twelve foot square, add another three foot to one side for the equipment and shelving, would be best if there were walls and a door separating the two rooms so the dust and chips doesn't get in my paints." She looked at her uncle to see him nodding and taking down the measurements.

"Make a shopping list of the things you need for the carving and anything extra for the paintings, I will be going to Diagon tomorrow." He held up a hand when she opened her mouth. "And I will be paying. I am going to be busy over the next two weeks and won't have a lot of time for either of you during the day, I would rather you had something to do to keep yourselves occupied, weather it be painting, carving or brewing."

"Yes sir." They both murmured. He placed a stack of parchment in from of both of them along with a quill.

"I want the list before you retire for the night." He then looked at both of them. "And do not worry about the costs, if you leave some thing off the list because you think it is too expensive and you need it I will be annoyed if it makes you happy divide up the list with what you want, need and wish." He added before disappearing out the room and by the sounds of it out of their quarters.

"Yes sir." They murmured again and Rose slowly got to her feet and then cursed as she knocked her cane to the floor.

"Here." Draco hurried over and picked it up for her. "I am sorry about staring earlier."

"I know." She quirked a slight smile at him. "I'm just not used to people staring at them or noticing them…Poppy, Severus and Remus and the doctors are the only ones who have seen them." She shrugged and began the slow trip back to her work room.

"Would you like a hand with the list?" He asked quietly as he followed her down the hall. "Save a lot of back tracking to and from?" He offered.

She turned slightly at her door and looked at him steadily at him for a moment. She knew from his expression he didn't pity her or think her an invalid, he wanted to spare her the inconvenience and irritating her leg. Some times it paid to have an open mind. She thought with a small smile. It makes it easier to read people.

"If you wouldn't mind, it will probably save me from another three days of forced bed rest." She nodded in thanks and opened the door and let him in. "Lumos" She said and the room lit up to a constant bright sunny day that she needed for good paintings. "Table is over there." She gestured to the far left and made her way to the shelving unit next to it and opened up the glass doors.

"These paintings are amazing Rose, they are as good as the ones on the walls in the corridors all around Hogwarts." Draco exclaimed softly looking over them carefully. "Why are these two empty?" He inquired as he sat down.

"Those are my Masters, they went to check on the real them hours ago, they haven't returned yet." She gave the empty frames a worried look before returning to the shelves. "Okay split the list into three, NEED, WANT and WISH please and we will start with Need." She informed him with a small sigh. She gave him the twenty eight ingredients that she needed to make her paints. "Multiply them all by eight."

"Eight?" He asked with a raised eyebrow.

"Yeah they come in a set package, one pack will make four pots of paints." She nodded. "This isn't a cheap career, I really hope Uncle Severus has enough money for this." She sighed. "I need another twenty pots that are two inches wide and three deep, ten 30cm by 20cm canvas, ten 50cm by 30cm canvas, fifteen 65cm by 60cm, fifteen 90cm by 60cm, and fifteen 120cm by 60cm." She glanced at Draco to make sure she wasn't going too fast for him. "Add another ten each of the canvas's to the wish list. Twenty would be better." She sighed again and shook her head.

"What about the pots? For the wish list?" He asked with a chuckle.

"Fifty would be good." She chuckled as well. "With another ten extra packs of the ingredients." She looked back at the shelf. "Hmm, five packs of fifty sticks of charcoal, same for oil pastels, add an extra five each to the want list." She dug into a out of sight draw and pulled out a sheet filled with measurements. "Here list is the list of brushes, I go through them pretty fast, just copy the list and add ten of each in front of it…" She paused before she turned back to the shelf. "Damn, you can't use your wand." She cursed under her breath and when he shook his head she untucked her wand and cast a quick charm to copy it on to the list he was making twice, once in the NEED list and another in the WISH list. "Just add ten to the front of everything." She suggested and tucked the wand behind her ear. Before pausing to really think about it. "Actually make it five of all the brushes and ten to the wish."

"Just how long does a brush last?" He asked with slightly wide eyes.

"With me? About a week, three if I am lucky." She gave him a faint smile. "I rarely used to sleep much no more then six hours a night, I spent the rest of my time painting or carving. Oh I need at least thirty Pallets, twenty for the wish list." She scowled at the four remaining pallets sitting on the shelf. "I can brew the cleaning solution for myself…" She murmured to herself, not noticing Draco adding it to the list with a small question mark next to it. "That should be all I need for Painting…"

"Is that easel big enough for the big canvas's your ordering?" Draco asked looking at the little easel dubiously.

"No, I'll need a number four easel, just one." She nodded slowly.

"What about the carving?"

"Well I don't know where my old tools were placed from home, I know I was out of all of my painting gear before the attack on the alley…" She frowned chewing on her lower lip thinking. "I wonder if the poor little thing can still hear me?" She murmured.

"Rose?" Draco asked looking a little lost.

"Oh my house elf, I was wondering if she could still hear me, or where they all would have gone, Uncle Severus is the only family left…" She replied still frowning.

"They are probably either here helping out in the kitchens or at Snape Manor, Professor Snape would be their master now…"

"No, Binky was mine, father bound her to me for passing my Mastery, she helped me for ages get everything I needed and keep it straight for me." Rose shook her head.

"Then she should hear you when you call." Draco told her with a small shrug, "Only way to find out is to call her."

"Binky!" She called.

"Mistress is alright!" A little house elf appeared with a pop exclaimed in pleasure, tears welling in it large eyes, hands wringing in a blue long shirt. "Binky couldn't find Mistress!"

"It's alright Binky." Rose smiled tearfully at her. "I need to know what happened to my carving equipment that was in my work room at home."

"We was told to close Prince Mansion and spell everything dust free if you decided to return at a later time." Binky replied hands still wringing the shirt. "Yours things are still in your work room."

"Good, soon there is hopefully going to be another room here, when I call you back I want you to look over the room and then bring everything there, I need to know what I need." Rose said happy that she wouldn't have to replace everything.

"Is Binky still to help you?" Binky asked tearfully.

"I am going to need it." She nodded, she turned to the door as some one knocked. "Come in." She called out. "Uncle." She nodded.

"The Headmaster is here to make the adjustments." He informed them and then spotted the elf and raised an eyebrow.

"This is Binky, she was mine, she helped me in my work rooms. I called her to find out where my carving equipment was so I wouldn't have to replace everything." She replied to his unasked question. "Binky this is my Uncle."

"At least you wont be picking up heavy things with your injuries." He sighed. "Please move to the sitting room while the Headmaster makes the adjustments."

"Yes sir." They nodded.

"Binky I'll call you back soon."

"Yes Mistress." Binky nodded and popped away.

As soon as they were seated the Headmaster disappeared down the corridor. Rose carefully massaged her leg while Draco worked on his own list of things that he needed. Rose doubted that it was anywhere near as long as her was or as expensive.

Nearly an hour later the headmaster left and they returned to her work room to find a second door had been added and looked inside.

Rose cast a measurement spell and found that the room was nearly twice as big as she asked for, before doing the same with her painting room and found that it was twice as big as before and glanced at her Uncle who was standing in the door way.

"Albus thought it wiser to give you more room then you asked for, make it easier for you to move about and not have to worry about running out of room." He shrugged before turning and left the room.

"Good idea." Draco murmured. "Especially for you."

"Why me?" She glared at him.

"Well you can't exactly leave our rooms at the moment now can you?" He pointed out. "No need for you to start feeling claustrophobic. You are going to be spending a lot of time in your rooms, so you need more room." He shrugged as he pointed out the logic in it.

"True." She sighed. "Right, Binky!" The elf popped in again and looked over the room with wide eyes. "I think the equipment would be good against the far wall, with the bench and shelving along that wall." She pointed out where she wanted everything, trying to ignore how their voices were echoing around the room.

"Yes Mistress, that be good." Binky nodded and then popped out of the room, returned twenty minutes later with everything in place as she arrived. "Good?" She asked looking at it.

"It's good for now, Binky, we can move it around later if we need to." Rose assured her, before looking over the equipment carefully, saws, chisels, files, hammers of different size and weight, nails, glue, screws, varnish, sand paper, planers, pliers of different sizes and thickness, vices, hand grips, coils of wires of different types and thickness, piles of wood of different types, thickness and size, a shelf was full of sheets of coloured glass that was carefully cushioned. There was also a manual foot pedal sharpener for her chisels and saws and on the other side was a buffer to polish up the wood and a sander.

"So what do you need?" Draco asked as he looked it all over curiously. "Couldn't you do most of this by wand work?" He added.

"I could yes, and most of the time I do for really delicate work, most of this is for big jobs like making tables and cabinets. I liked the feeling of actually working with the tools on the wood, now I'll be restricted mostly to spell work." She sighed a little in disappointment. "Some of the work, Binky could do for me but there are things that she just can't use with out hurting herself." She shook her head a little sadly, before going over the items again. "I need two each of 30ltr tins of clear and dark varnish, five bottles of wood polisher, I need five bottles each of powdered enamel in black, blue, emerald green, yellow, silver, red, gold, white and purple…" She paused looking around. "Binky where is the blow torches?"

"In Trunk Mistress." Binky pointed out a large trunk in the corner.

"How's the gas in them?"

"Nearly gone." Binky replied after a quick check.

"Okay make sure you write this down exactly Draco." She warned him. "In the Muggle World I need a 50ltr gas bottle, it will be about five foot high as his body size wide. It is natural gas as in flammable, do not shrink it, call Binky to pick it up but under no circumstances shrink it or Portkey it." She looked at Draco. "Underline do not shrink…" She told him grimly.

"What happens if you do?" He asked curiously.

"It eventually explodes rather violently when you unshrink it, lost a house elf that way, took us four days to find all the pieces." Rose shuddered and saw Draco do the same out of the corner of her eye. "Either way the bottle should last me three to nine months depending on what I am working on. I also need 60m of silver solder, 10m of gold solder…" She bit her lip thinking as she joined Draco leaning on the bench. "Here let me look over what we've got written down." She looked it over carefully before adding coil of gold at 5mm in width and 10m long, a coil of silver at 5m width 20m long and 10mm width and 20m long. "Everything else I can transfigure or owl order." She sighed, before adding a few things to the wish list and want list. "Have you finished yours?" She asked as she blew the ink dry before rolling it up.

"Yes while the Headmaster was adding the rooms." He nodded and then tilted his head. "Never did go and see what he's done to mine." He murmured as she followed him out of her work rooms and closed the door and smiled as she caught the plaques on the doors. Rose's Work Rooms. Rose's Bedroom.

It was then it occurred to her that her room has been shifted down a little. Next to her bedroom was now a bathroom, the Draco's Bedroom, Draco's Library and then it hit the sitting room. She glanced at the other side, one door was unmarked but the other was marked LAB then it was her work room, another bathroom and leaning forwards a little spotted the words LIBRARY on the last door on the right, though on the left were two unmarked doors. She guessed the unmarked room on the right was Uncle Severus's room and just like his Lab was never to be entered.

She opened her bedroom door and blinked as she stood in the doorway, stunned. The front part of her room was now set up like a little sitting room, with a gap between her book shelves with a nice cheerfully burning fire place with a comfy looking couch in front of it with a thick rug on the floor and coffee table. In the far right corner was her bed and bedside table, to the left her wardrobe was now a walk in built in to the wall. All along the left hand wall were her bookshelves that no longer looked like they were fighting for room, one the wall closet to the door were her paintings evenly spaced out and above the fire was the large portrait of her family smiling down at her but still immobile.

She also noticed that the thick carpet that had been in the room had been removed and it was now all wood, giving her less chances to slip or trip when not paying attention.

In between her bed and sitting room a large desk had been set up with a comfortable looking chair and a shoulder high book shelf that at a closer inspection held all her education books for easy access. Her inks and quills were neatly set up at the top of the desk and a glance in a draw found a large stack of clean parchment ready for assignments, essays and notes.

"Wow" She looked sharply at her door and found Draco standing in the door way with his hand raised to knock. "How big was this room originally?" He asked looking about but still in the door way.

"You can come in." She informed him with a faint chuckle understanding completely what he was feeling she was feeling rather overwhelmed herself. "Before the headmaster expanded everything it was only about six foot square, now it's nearly the size of my work rooms put together." She shook her head and slowly made her way to the couch wincing and limping a bit more heavily then she had a few moments before. She sat down carefully and found that the couch was just at the right height to sit down and get up out of so it wouldn't cause her too much trouble. "What about your own room and library?"

"My room is about this size and so is my study and library, maybe a little smaller." He shrugged. "I didn't realise that I had that many books from home with me."

"You probably didn't, house elves can be very fast." She chuckled. "I noticed that there is also a library at the end of the hall on the right as well." She shook her head. "Some thing tells me that I won't be attending classes this year." She sighed. "Or at least not the first term."

"You still have two months in which you can take things easy and recover at your own pace." Draco pointed out as he sat down on the other end of the couch. "From what I understood from dinner your scars have healed very nice in just three weeks."

"Yes but my leg isn't." She shook her head. "From what I've gotten from Poppy this is as good as it is going to get." She stared into the fire. "She is hoping that the pain will fade in time and so do I." A clock chimed and she caught sight of it on the mantle. Eleven o'clock.

"I'll take your list to Professor Snape." He offered as he stood.

"Thanks." She handed it back to him and slowly stood. "I'm heading to bed after I've doctored everything."

"Night." He replied as he left her room and closed her door.

She undressed and placed the different creams in the proper places, took a Pain Potion and dress in her pyjama's and climbed into bed.

"Nox" She said softly and the lights faded and closed her eyes.