Rose groaned miserably as she staggered down to the great hall for breakfast. It had been two weeks since her training started and she had been introduced to her training facility known as The Room of Requirement. Her first impression of the room was one of awe; what with its ability to change to whatever it needed to be, but that soon turned to disgust once her training regimen started. Despite what he had said during their meeting in the shrieking shack, Harry really was a slave driver. He pushed her harder than she ever thought she could go. She guessed that when Harry told her that she could have a lie in on the weekends, he meant Sundays, seeing how today was Saturday and he still got her up.
"Only two more weeks," She said exhaustedly as she stuffed her invisibility cloak in her bag. Tomorrow she was to meet Sirius in the common room and in just three days, she would compete in the first task. Luckily for her, today was a Hogsmeade weekend, which gave her the opportunity to visit Harry, rather than the other way around. It had been quite lonely these past few weeks for her, except for the mornings and evenings when she trained with Harry. "That slave driver," she muttered good-naturedly. "Why does he have to push me so hard when it comes to occlumency?" She paused as she passed a mirror in the hallway and stopped to glance at herself.
In only two weeks, she had started looking like the person she had always desired to look like: Her mum at age fourteen.
"Damn, I'm starting to look good," she remarked happily as she straightened out her robes.
Her mind boggled when she realized that, if she looked like she did now after only two weeks, she would look even better once everything was done. Nobody had really noticed her sudden growth spurt though, mainly due to the fact that her robes concealed her figure rather well. She remembered Harry telling her that Hogwarts' school outfit didn't do much for the figure and now she knew why. The only reason she was finishing the last two weeks of physical training was so that she would have stronger muscles, but with a sexy lean build.
Or so Harry told her…
Besides her training, many things had happened had begun to happen to her at Hogwarts. Snape was glaring and stalking her even more than usual after their confrontation, but surprisingly, he left her and all of the Gryffindors alone. He was not as unfair as he had been when it came to taking points away or giving out punishments. Heck, he was even fair to her in potions class as he had given her full marks for her potion, which had almost caused her to faint from the shock.
Harry told her the reason why Snape was acting that way was because Dumbledore fell for his bluff and didn't want her to transfer to Beauxbatons. So he was most likely willing to put Snape in his place if he continued to be biased. Dumbledore would do anything to keep his 'weapon'. Plus, Snape would be fired immediately should Rose report him to the Board of Governors about how he had raised a wand at a student and if she mentioned he used Legimency on students.
As nice as Snape was to her now, it did not stop her from hating the bastard for leading her parents to their deaths…
Or Dumbledore for that matter…
She didn't doubt Harry one bit when he had told her that Snape was playing Dumbledore for a fool and was only pretending to be a spy so he could stay out of Azkaban. Not only did it make sense that Snape would lay off her when it came to confrontations, but Harry had a way in thinking exactly the way Dumbledore thought.
He was very wise for his age…
And very sexy whenever he worked out with her…
"Bloody hell, I can't believe I'm thinking about him like that," muttered Rose as she continued the walk down to the great hall. She blushed furiously thinking of Harry; whom she was still unsure whether to call a twin, or something more... There were times when Harry would plainly by not wearing a shirt while he was training her. It would always make her feel pleasantly uncomfortable when he did that…
She was one of those who began to take a late interest in guys, and Harry was perfect in her eyes. Rose took a moment to compose herself before entering the great hall. It was thanks to Harry that she was even able to control her hormones and her temper these days. With occlumency she found she was able to center herself and not lose herself when around a bare chested Harry or when the Slytherins would taunt her.
She wouldn't hesitate to admit it, but she owed Harry a lot as she remembered seeing in his memories about Rita Skeeter's article. In her world, Harry had done something very scary to the cow as Harry called her. Rose remembered overhearing Professor McGonagall telling Dumbledore about how surprised she was that Skeeter's articles about Rose had calmed down and become much more truthful. Thinking of Harry, Rose found herself drifting off into another daydream where he swept her off her feet, her knight in shining armor. "Harry…" Rose whispered dreamily.
He confused her quite a bit. She still wasn't sure what to think of him. Sure, they get along great and had a lot of fun together, but there were times she wanted to know how he felt about her. Did he consider her as a sister, a twin, a friend, or possibly something more?
"Yeah right, I doubt he has feelings for me," Rose grumbled, shaking herself out of her daydream as she sat down for breakfast. As usual this early on a Saturday, the great hall was nearly empty; most of Rose's dorm mates were still sleeping. "What would he ever see in me anyway?"
She didn't know if it was disgusting or not, but she was sure she liked Harry more then Cedric. Her old crush was old news. She saw that he was really a prat if you went past the looks. She had seen the way he let his housemates call her names and taunt her because she was Hogwarts other champion. He didn't even try to stop them as they called her a whore and an attention seeking brat. Ohh, if it weren't for the fact that Harry had ordered her to not attack anyone with her new spells that was taught to her, she would hex them to oblivion right away.
"Damn, is it wrong for me to like him?" Rose asked herself. "But that would be incest wouldn't it?" She questioned. Luckily for her, no one was near her at the table or she would have received some odd glances to say the least. "But then, the Purebloods always marry and date their relatives. Would it be wrong for me?"
Harry had left the moment their training session had ended to take care of another horcrux. In the past two weeks, he had successfully destroyed the cup of Helga Hufflepuff and the 'real' necklace of Salazar Slytherin. Out of the seven horcruxes that Voldemort created, three of them were already destroyed if you included Tom Riddle's diary.
According to Harry, the last three Horcruxes that were in need of being destroyed were the crest of Gryffindor, which was located in the Chamber of Secrets, the crown of Rowena Ravenclaw which was located in a hidden cave somewhere in Germany, and lastly, Nagini who was with Voldemort. They would save the snake for last.
Sighing, Rose looked at the small watch on her wrist. She should really take Harry's advice and go to bed after a few hours of training, but she decided to take a strengthening potion instead. She couldn't get to sleep with what was on her mind right now. Not to mention, she had to get ready for her date with Harry in Hogsmeade later. He said something about being unable to wait and scare everyone that might think he was the reincarnation of James Potter if he just changed his eyes to brown and his build to be a bit smaller.
"I still haven't thanked him for doing all this for me," Rose muttered to herself thinking of how Harry saved her from Rita Skeeter, got Snape to back off, and most of all, being a friend and teaching her for so many things she needed to learn.
"Never mind that, I'll figure a way to thank him later for helping me. Harry says I need to concentrate more on the first task," Rose grumbled as Harry was constantly reminding her about her dragon on the first task which was only a few days away. She knew how Harry had retrieved his egg but she didn't have a broom of her own and didn't think she could ever match Harry's flying prowess. Harry had refused to help her, saying that she needed to find her own way and not take the easy one by asking him. She needed to take care of herself sometimes and figure out the task on her own.
Rose hurriedly finished her eggs and left the table to head back to her dorm. She needed to get ready for her date and didn't want to deal with any questions from her dorm mates. Entering her room, Rose noticed that Hermione was awake and staring at her while she gathered together her clothes for the day and headed for the shower. Hermione looked like she wanted to say something, and Rose slowed down a bit to give her the chance but instead Hermione buried her face back in her Transfiguration book. Some friend she was…
Speaking of former friends, she heard through the rumor mill that Hermione, Ginny, and Ron were not speaking to each other. She was tired of people asking her why, and didn't really care herself seeing as she was too busy training and studying with Harry. She couldn't explain it, but for some reason, she just didn't care about them anymore…
She thought it was probably because she had bigger fish to fry. After seeing and listening to Harry's future prediction of Voldemort's rebirth and the possibility of her friends dying, maybe it was better they stop being friends, so they wouldn't get hurt.
"Well, at least I have homework and school work to keep me busy," muttered Rose. She needed to thank Harry again for getting her to study harder. She had been surpassing all of her classmates, including Hermione in class with what she had been learning from Harry. Her teachers were extra proud of her and she noticed that the sooner she finished her homework, the less stress she had over the Tri-Wizard Tournament and school work.
She had a lot more free time ever since she had started to improve in her grades.
It was just too bad Harry took advantage of her free time by making her study more. Next time, she would keep her gob shut and not tell Harry about her free time.
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Rose ignored the looks that were sent her way by her housemates. Hermione had left the dorm while Rose was in the shower and Parvati and Lavender woke up not long after, and had proceeded to gawk at her as she got dressed. Looking in the mirror, she happily took note that the red spaghetti strap shirt she wore clashed wonderfully with her hair, and the tight black jeans, clearly told her housemates she was out to impress someone.
Harry had bought a bunch of new clothes for her when she grew out of her old ones. She couldn't help but blush when Harry had given her bag full of new clothes and robes, which fitted her perfectly. He had even purchased her some sexy looking underwear and bras. When she asked him curiously how he knew what her size was, Harry blushed furiously and muttered something about polyjuice. Rose had to suppress the urge to kill him when the full implications of that hit her.
Though, he was not sure how much she would continue to grow, he did get her some new larger school robes that did a good job of concealing her new figure from prying eyes.
"Wow Rose, you look absolutely fabulous now! What happened to you?" Parvati finally blurted out when she noticed her roommate primping in front of her mirror. This was not the Rose she knew a month ago that was too shy to wear revealing clothing, not to mention looking good in said clothing. She was pretty sure Rose could grab any guy's attention at Hogwarts now. Rose, her roommate no longer looked to be an eleven-year-old girl but instead looked like a very attractive fourteen year old. To Parvati's jealously, Rose's chest was starting to be more developed then hers! She was wearing some new feminine clothes that were definitely not her usual old ones. Parvati hated to admit it, but Rose looked prettier then most of the girls at Hogwarts now, even most of the sixth and seventh years.
'Her school robes must have been hiding a lot of her growing figure the past few months,' Parvati thought to herself. She stared at some of the sexy underwear and bras that Rose had pulled out of a muggle shopping bag.
"I started working out and eating healthy," Rose lied smoothly as she brushed her hair hurriedly. Learning occlumency had taught her how to lie easily and not show any flicker of guilt.
"Where did you get those clothes?" Lavender asked with a predatory look that Parvati recognized. Lavender wanted to borrow some of them of Rose's clothing.
"My boyfriend," Rose said automatically. Now why did she say that? Maybe it was because she finally had something to make her dormmates jealous. "My boyfriend got them for me as a gift for being picked as a champion."
"Boyfriend!" shrieked shrieked the two gossip hungry girls. "Who? Tell us!"
Rose took the moment to take a deep breath.
'Why the hell did I say that?' Thought Rose realizing that she just told the two loosest lipped girls in the school that she had a boyfriend. She had a feeling she was going to have to quickly explain to Harry about her mistake, or he would be hounded in Hogsmeade once her so called 'friends' saw him.
"Sorry, but I have to get into Hogsmeade early today," Rose said mentally angry that her house mates were trying to be nice to her, when they were at first, jealous of her of being champion.
Without another word, grabbed her cloak and hastily left her roommates who were groaning at her for ignoring their questions.
As she took a step out of the girls' dormitory, she muttered to herself, "Ohhh, I messed up big..."
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"Hi, Harry," Rose said incredibly shyly as the brisk November wind blew her hair into her eyes. She embarrassingly moved her hair away from her face so she could get a good luck at him.
He was as handsome as ever…
Today, he was wearing muggle attire like she was. However, his clothes looked to be far more elegant then hers. He was wearing black dress shoes with a matching pair of boot leg black slacks, a beautiful green silk dress shirt, and the most noticeably, she was surprised to see that he had streaked his hair with green highlights. Not only did he resemble a dreamy prince, but his hair told others he was the rebellious type.
Rose couldn't help but blush brightly as when she noticed him checking her over appraisingly.
"Wow Rose, you look beautiful," Harry said smiling at her warmly. "I'd say those health potions are definitely doing their job."
If it was even possible, Rose blushed a darker shade of red.
"I decided to not scare anyone by resembling Prongs today, so I dressed in my everyday muggle clothes."
'If that is your everyday Muggle clothes, damn, I'd love to see what you look when you're dressing to impress.' Rose thought faintly. As she accepted his outstretched hand, she was in a world of her own and didn't notice as other students looked on enviously at the pair.
Harry…
Harry was shocked as he was waiting by the Hogwarts entrance Hall. Rose looked simply stunning! He wouldn't voice it to anyone, but damn, Rose looked even prettier then Ginny!
He mentally patted himself on the shoulder as he had remembered to dress up nicely after he had destroyed the Crest of Gryffindor a while ago and had replaced it with a fake copy should Voldemort consider visiting and checking out the item. He had an odd feeling that Rose was looking forward to this Hogsmeade together as a date. Luckily he dressed up, because he would have most likely embarrassed her as she was dressing very nicely and he would be wearing some normal everyday robes.
"Hi Harry," Rose said in a very shy cute voice.
Harry continued to look at her up and down. He couldn't help but think Rose looked jaw droppingly gorgeous! He didn't have to look far to the future to realize that she would rival a veela in a few years. "Wow Rose, you look beautiful," He said ignoring her bright blush. "I'd say those health potions are definitely doing their job."
Harry held back his laughter when he noticed Rose's blush intensify. He didn't want to give her the wrong idea. "I decided to not scare anyone by resembling Prongs today, so I dressed in my everyday muggle clothes." Harry said softly as offered Rose his hand.
She accepted it and both had set off to Hogsmeade, ignoring the upcoming crowd that was behind them. Harry knew that some of the guys were checking Rose out from behind and that the girls were checking him out from behind. He could feel their hungry gazes.
"So what are we going to do today?" asked Rose when she noticed that Harry was watching her intently. She finally managed to get her furious blush under control using her occlumency skills.
"Well, in my pocket is a list of houses. I was planning to buy a house earlier the week I arrived here, but changed my mind. I wanted you to be with me to help me shop for a home."
"I don't know anything about buying houses, Harry," Rose said confused.
"Me neither, but there is a reason I want you to help me choose." Harry smiled kindly down at her. "I want you to come live with me this summer."
Rose's response to this was a hug.
"You really mean that?" said Rose, her eyes sparking with unhidden delight.
"Of course I do! What kind of person would I be if I left you at the Dursleys? Where are you going to go once we get you emancipated? I know the Dursleys are going to try and kick you out right away."
Rose, who was still hugging him, had frozen for one moment, and then hugged him even harder. "Thank you," Rose said quietly. This was a dream come true. She had always dreamt of having a long lost relative come and rescue her from her horrible relatives. The dream had only become better with the addition of Harry. "You're the best."
Harry happily draped his arm over her shoulder, drawing some envious looks from the students. "Come on, let's go check out one of these homes, I heard it's pretty nice."
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Two hours later, Rose couldn't help but smile warmly as she walked about Hogsmeade with Harry's arm around her shoulder.
When she told him what she had mistakenly told her roommates, whom she was sure would tell every one at Hogwarts that Rose was dating Harry, she wanted to warn him ahead of time since people were sure to stare and whisper about the two of them. She admitted that she wasn't thinking straight and really just wanted to make them jealous and the first thing she blurted was that she was going to meet her boyfriend…
Surprisingly, Harry understood her position and didn't scold her for reacting like that. He told her that it was because of her age. Since she was still young, she was prone to act a bit immature. Rose was thankful that Harry wasn't angry with her, but at the same time, a bit angry he would say that she was immature. And to top it all off, Harry happily suggested that they go along with it and pretend to be a couple anyway. He was tired of girls of all ages approaching him and trying to talk to him while he was traveling alone in Hogsmeade.
He was worried of course. Once word got around that she had a boyfriend, the Daily Prophet would be buzzing around her like an annoying fly. Dumbledore of course, would probably be trying his best to find out who he was from her former friends and possibly even her, if he could build up the courage to approach her again.
"I'm sorry," Rose apologized again knowing that Harry didn't want any attention. If people discovered who Harry really sas, there was a chance that it might affect her upcoming battle with Voldemort.
"Don't be," Harry said pulling Rose closer to him. It was funny, because Harry saw a jealous looking Cedric Diggory who was staring at Rose, and Cho, his former date to Hogsmeade, was sighing dreamily at the sight of him. "It's okay Rose, we all make mistakes and I'm not perfect either. So how about we just enjoy ourselves today, eh?"
"Okay," Rose said cheerfully. She was still happy that they had finally found a home. The house was under the name Harry Evans, since Harry didn't want to put Potter or people might be curious to find out who he was. It didn't take long since Rose almost demanded that Harry buy the third house they looked at. It was love at first sight for her. It looked like the dream house that she had always desired when she was young. It was a three story magical house had been magically made to fit fourteen large rooms. It had a nice size balcony that connected the two master suites and dining room. On top of the large house was a small green house that Harry thought would be useful. He said it would be nice to grow some plants in there since he found gardening soothing.
Oh yeah, and there was a magically expanded area at the back of the house which was large enough for a Quidditch field.
It was quite impressive she had to admit…
"The house was beautiful," Rose had remembering how she had played rock-paper-scissors with Harry to see who got which master suites. While Harry won and got the bigger and nicer looking one, she was still happy with hers.
"Yeah, I'll be working on putting up wards starting tonight, while you're talking with Sirius." Harry whispered quietly.
"What kind of wards will you put up?" Rose asked, ignoring her excitement at being able to see Sirius later. She had managed to wear down Harry into letting Sirius live with them, once Voldemort was destroyed completely and Peter was captured.
"Oh the usual, key-in Apparation, key-in Port-key, protection wards, muggle repelling wards, and of course, some of the most powerful ones; like the fidelius charm."
Rose nodded as she lead him to the Three Broomsticks where the majority of her classmates were at.
"Welcome to the Three Broomsticks," said Madam Rosmerta, the woman who owned the Three Broomsticks. "Oh! Hello, Harry, would you like the usual?" Rosmerta asked jovially as she escorted her new recent daily customer to a table. He was just so handsome! If she was just a decade younger, she would definitely consider chasing after him and fulfilling some of her fantasies.
"Yes, thank you Rosmerta." Harry said inclining his head in greeting.
"Okay, one Harry Evan's usual," Rosmerta said making a note to herself. "And it's Rosie, no need to call me by my full name." She giggled as she turned to the person next to him. "What would you like miss…. Oh! Rose Potter!" Rosmerta exclaimed when she noticed the red head. She blinked twice as she began looking at the young girl up and down. "My, my, you look nothing the pictures they have of you in the Daily Prophet."
"I know," Rose muttered softly. "I just recently started working out and eat healthy foods under Harry's eye. Could I get a chicken salad and a butterbeer please?"
"My, my," Rosmerta said as she jotted down Rose's order. "If I didn't know any better, I'd say you two look extraordinary like James and Lily Potter. Graciously me, you two look almost exactly like them…except you Harry. You have green eyes and your physique is much better than James'. No offense Ms. Potter."
While Rose gulped nervously at the Madam's words, Harry played it off easily. "Thank you for the compliment, Rosie," Harry said with a flirtatious wink. Rosmerta giggled girlishly. "I try my best to look nice. You look rather ravishing yourself."
"Why, thank you, Harry," She said with a smirk. "So are you and Rose a couple? I saw you two a while ago holding hands. I saw that nasty reporter Rita Skeeter was going to follow you, but she stopped herself halfway as if she was having a hard time deciding what to do. It was quite the sight mind you," Rosmerta said interestingly as she looked at Rose to Harry, and back again.
"We…" Rose said uncertainly. "We're just friends," she said quietly, not believing her chest began to hurt when she said that.
Rose's commented had caused numerous of eavesdropping girls to cheer silently.
"Sorry, Rosmerta," Harry said as he put his arm around Rose. "Rose is just too shy to admit it out loud, but we're really dating, boyfriend and girlfriend." He said, enjoying the groans from the aforementioned girls.
Rosmerta just blinked.
"Harry?" Rose asked looking at him wide eyed.
Harry said nothing more and kissed Rose discretely on the corner of her mouth. "See, girlfriend." He said to a smiling Rosmerta. "Sorry girls." Harry said to the eavesdropping girls behind them.
Rosmerta chuckled at the sight of Harry breaking so many hearts. Harry Evans resembled James Potter so much that she couldn't help but wonder if he was related to James Potter as she turned around to get their orders.
Rose blushed a brilliant red and felt like she was floating on a cloud.
"We can't just let you take back your words after you told Parvati and Lavender you have a boyfriend now, can we?" Harry said through their mind link while discreetly pointing out a group of gossiping girls in the corner. While Lavender was looking at Harry shamelessly, Parvati was looking on at them suspiciously, in a way that said she did not believe they were a couple.
Rose glowered slightly at the girls and grabbed Harry but the lapels of his shirt, pulling him down and planting a kiss square on his lips. Harry, almost automatically, brushed his tongue against her lips, which made Rose freeze on the spot. She opened her mouth granting Harry access and once again felt like she was on a cloud. Not only had she just initiated her first real kiss, but Harry had just given her, her first tongue kiss.
She shivered in delight at the sensations she was feeling. All thoughts about them pretending to be boyfriend and girlfriend were gone, the only thing that mattered to her was not letting go. Not realizing what she was doing, she wrapped her arms around his neck and held on like her life depended on it.
Neither of them took notice of the people in Three Broomsticks watching them in silence, unable to say anything about the two teens that were kissing direct public.
Breaking off the kiss breathlessly, Rose blushed again and tried to hide her face by snuggling up to him.
Harry reflexively had put his arm around her affectionately, the way a boyfriend would hold his girlfriend. He didn't know what made him slip her some tongue, but he had a feeling that what the two had just started would probably change their future forever.
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Dumbledore was stunned speechless at what he was hearing. Hagrid had come in barging into the Great Hall during lunch with the first and second years with Mad-Eye Moody behind him, roaring about how James and Lily Potter were alive and in their teenage years walking around Hogsmeade hand in hand. At first, he wondered about his friend's sanity for a moment, but then that was quickly thrown away when Alastor Moody and Filius Flitwick, who had accompanied the children to Hogsmeade, said they saw it with their own eyes as well.
He shocked everyone in the Great Hall when he rushed out of the great hall, a dire look on his face.
Everyone knew without a doubt that the Headmaster was heading to Hogsmeade at that very moment. Minerva McGonagall, who had heard of this also, hurried after him, surprising everyone that she was able to move that fast at her age. Snape paled considerably at this news, and made his way out as well.
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Harry decided that they had had enough excitement for the day and escorted Rose back to the castle after lunch. Looking at her fondly, he was about to kiss her goodbye when he felt an enormous magical presence approaching from the castle. His instincts immediately told him to flee, knowing that the presence was coming for him. Now that he had to hurry, he gave Rose a small kiss on the lips for the spectators watching them and disapparated from the courtyard, leaving her alone and woozy from the kiss.
"Harry?" Rose said confused and dazed from his quick kiss. She had hoped he would have given her a more passionate kiss, but was more confused by his quick departing. She understood when she heard the frantic footsteps approach from the other side of the main gates. When the doors burst open she drew her wand in a flash, but restrained herself when she noticed who it was. The Headmaster and the teachers…
"Lily!" Dumbledore shouted as he ran to catch up with the redhead. "Lily, how are you alive? No, wait…you're not Lily," Dumbledore said stopping him self from confusing his own mind.
"How astute, Headmaster," Rose said dryly, realizing who made Harry leave in such a hurry. "What's wrong?"
"Nothing child," Dumbledore said bewilderedly when he noticed the girl in before him looked completely different then when he saw her two weeks ago. Could she have really grown up so much in a few weeks without his notice?
"Sorry, but I can't stay and chat," She said politely as walked past them and into the castle. She fought hard to control the anger roiling in her at the sight of Dumbledore and his little snake spy. Knowing that she shouldn't draw attention to herself, she hastily made her way toward Gryffindor tower as the group of Professors hurried off toward Hogsmeade.
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Dumbledore sat in his office, pondering over his latest perplexing mystery…
He had asked his fellow teachers to spread out and look for Lily and James, and ask around if anyone had seen them. He made doubly sure the Potions Master was with him, as he knew that James did not trust Severus and things would most likely escalate into a duel, more so if James knew that Severus was indirectly the reason that the Dark Lord targeted the Potters in the first place. For more than an hour, they had run around Hogsmeade and had received less than clear answers…
Some say they thought they saw the ghost of James Potter walking along with his dead wife Lily Evans Potter in their young teenage years…
Others told him that they 'thought' it was James Potter, but at closer view, the James look alike had green eyes, not brown.
The most believable, from Madam Rosmerta and two dozen Hogwarts students, was that he was some person named Harry Evans, The Girl Who Lived's boyfriend.
From the description from Rosmerta, who once had a crush on James Potter back in his school days, the young man looked to be seventeen or eighteen. He was incredibly handsome and well built, more so then James when he was in his prime at Quidditch. He was a recent usual appearing in Hogsmeade for the last week and a half. Also, there was a mysterious air of confidence about him and she knew he was no average wizard.
Dumbledore became extremely worried when Rosmerta had said that the young man was considered to be the boyfriend of Rose Potter, as Rose herself had admitted it.
Harry Evans…
That name was not on the Wizard registry, and nothing was known about him. Harry Evans was either a foreign wizard or a wizard using a fake identity. One thing was certain, the surname Evans struck him as odd as he wrote a letter to Sirius Black. It was Lily Potter's surname…
The boy was said to look just like James and had green eyes like Rose. Was there a connection? Did James and Rose have another child before Rose? If so, how could that be? Lily Evans would have to have been sixteen years old when she birthed Harry. Somehow, Dumbledore doubted the child was related, but couldn't be certain.
'I will have to question young Rose later on this matter, but discreetly.' Dumbledore thought to himself. He was not a fool. He had seen the looks of obvious hatred Ms. Potter had sent him and her Potions Professor. The look of anger and hatred he was expecting toward Severus was expected, but not toward himself. He didn't know what had done to invoke the young Ms. Potter's wrath, but he was quite sure he did do something and it had something to do with this Harry Evans.
He understood though, why Rose had stopped eating in the great hall during meal times; instead choosing to eat in the kitchens with the elves. She didn't like the attention she was recieving, regardless of what Severus had told him about her being an attention seeking brat. Rose Potter was nothing but humble in his eyes, though that had recently begun to change. According to her Head of House, Rose Potter's grades had recently sky rocketed to a level which rivaled Ms. Granger, her former best friend. Whether it was theory or practical, she was the top of her class now. She had even showed talent beyond O.W.L.S. when a seventh year prefect in Gryffindor noticed her wordlessly summoning a book from the girls dormitory to Gryffindor common room.
It was common news around Hogwarts about the rift between Ms. Potter, Ms. Weasley, Ms. Granger, and Mr. Weasley. While Rose Potter seemed fine on her own, the other three Gryffindors were not doing so well. Ms. Ginny Weasley's grades were clearly dropping as of late, as well as her brother Mr. Ron Weasley's. As for Ms. Granger, she was still doing fine, but she was noticeably quieter in class and less voluntary in participating as Ms. Potter seemed to be more than a match for her. He considered it might be best this way for Rose Potter, as her grades had improved enormously and her potential of defeating Tom Riddle had increased much without the distraction of her former best friends.
Hopefully, the Prophecy involving the young Rose Potter defeating Voldemort would eventually come true if Rose's abilities continued to skyrocket like they are now.
However, the young Ms. Potter's attitude had been completely overwhelming. News from her Head of House of Rose's cruel comments to the young Malfoy heir whenever he opened his mouth around her was as bad as Hagrid accidentally revealing the truth. Whenever there was a confrontation between the two fourth years, it was always Draco that left having been burned and humiliated in front of the entire school. It seemed that she no longer reacted visibly angry at the direct insults from the Malfoy heir. On the contrary, she seemed to only smirk in a way which promised pain in the future.
He would not have believed his Deputy Headmistress had he not seen it for himself. The young girl was cleverly able to control her emotions as of late, ever since it was revealed to him about her talent as a natural Occlumencer.
"Albus, what do you think of this?" Minerva McGonagall, his deputy Headmistress who had been sitting quietly in front of him the whole time. She had finally decided to break the silence when she noticed her boss had been in deep thought for a good five to ten minutes.
"I do not know Minerva. I have theories, but none seem to make any sense," Dumbledore said to his Deputy successor.
"Let's hear them, Albus," McGonagall said impatiently. The other teachers behind her, less Snape, each nodded eagerly as well.
"It is possible, that James and Lily could have had another child that we did not know about," Raising his hand to stop the excited chatter, he spoke again. "I do not believe that is the case. I have another theory. It is possible, that this child could be related to James as his son and not Lily's child."
Dumbledore's sentence was met by McGonagall's gasp. "Are you saying that James was unfaithful to Lily? I find that hard to believe Albus, as much of a heartbreaker as James was in his day, he would never do that to Lily. He loved the girl too much!"
Snape just sneered before Dumbledore could reply. "Actually Minerva, it makes sense. I would not put it past Potter to…"
"I am sorry to say Severus," Filius Flitwick interrupted coldly, surprising everyone with the tone of his voice. Both James and Lily had been his favorite students. He never did like the way Severus would badmouth his former favorite students in front of him. "But that does not make sense. Rosmerta and George, the manager at Scrivenshaft's both said that the young man had bright green eyes like Lily's. As I recall, there was no person at Hogwarts during their time that had green eyes as bright as Lily, except perhaps Sinistra."
Professor Sinistra, the beautiful young Astronomy teacher and an old friend and roommate of Lily Potter's, looked on embarrassedly as everyone looked at her. It was true she had green eyes, but not as beautiful or bright as her old friend Lily Evans. Sinistra's were more sea green. Though she would never admit it, she had a soft spot for the young Rose Potter, the daughter of her former roommate and good friend. She didn't want to show obvious favoritism the way her colleague Severus Snape showed Draco Malfoy though.
It was common knowledge that back in the day, she had huge crush on James Potter. The only reason why she never went for James was that Lily had called first dibs on James since their third year, regardless of the fact that she told James she wasn't interest in him. She was just waiting for him to lose his big head before she would make her move.
"What?" she blurted. "Yes, I fancied James, but that didn't mean I was going to backstab my friend by having an affair with her boyfriend!" Seeing Snape sneer at her, Sinistra couldn't help but take a stab at the Slytherin Head of House. "I'm a Gryffindor. I'm loyal to my friends, unlike the Slytherins who wouldn't hesitate to back stab their own friends for their own personal gain. Sounds familiar Severus?"
"Sinistra!" Dumbledore thundered out angrily at her clear jab at the Head of Slytherin. Sinistra was properly cowed but couldn't hide her smirk at the furious look on Severus Snape.
Filius Flitwick was trying his best to cover up his chuckle, much to Sinistra's amusement. She had always liked the Charms Professor, as he was her favorite Professor, next to Professor Slughorn.
"That is enough! We are here to talk about this Harry Evans, not talk about old rivalries."
"Why don't we just drag the young orphan Champion up here and question her?" Snape said icily as he was glared at the Astronomy teacher who continued to smirk at him. He was finding it difficult to contain his anger. Hagrid snarled viciously at Snape's orphan comment.
"Severus! Behave yourself!" Dumbledore said fighting the headache that was building. Sometimes, it was as if he was babysitting children. He knew that some adults had the tendency to act immature at times but this was clearly not one of them.
"My apologies Headmaster," Snape said, not sounding really sorry at all.
"You are all dismissed. I will deal with this problem later." Dumbledore said wanting to avoid telling his colleagues that he really did not think questioning Rose Potter was smart right now, as the girl was angry at him for some sort of reason. He was also tired of the little spat between his colleagues. When will they ever learn that they are strong when they are united and weak while they are divided?