Surprise. I don't own the characters except Belle and Rose. And the storyline. Storyline is NOT a character.

"Oh! So you're awake, then. Swallowed a lot of water, you know. Lucky he got there in time, or we would've had a death. Won't that do wonders; the Ministry will be on Dumbledore like a pack of wolves."

Rose woke up to Madam Pomfrey's scolding. About being careless, almost drowning, and much more that she didn't bother to listen to.

"Huh? Who got there in time? Who saved me?" Rose asked.

"Oh, well, you won't have to look far. Show some gratitude, now." Madam Pomfrey pulled back the curtains to the next bed, and Rose nearly jumped off the bed in surprise and disbelief.

"S-Sirius Black?" She forced out. "Oh, so he's asleep then." Madam Pomfrey muttered, as Sirius dozed on.

"You're kidding me…" Rose mumbled incredulously.

"Oh, so you're awake too, then. You know, five hours would've been enough for people to think you were dead. If they knew anything about it, that is." Sirius muttered, eyes still closed.

"Thank… you… Rose whispered. "Whatever." Sirius said, getting up off the bed.

"Mr. Black, you still need some bed rest." Madam Pomfrey said, but Sirius merely raised his hand, saying, "Nah, I'm fine. The others are probably looking for me, so I'll go now."

As he left, Rose asked, "Madam Pomfrey, do you know where my stuff is?" "Right here." She replied.

"Right, thanks, bye!" She jumped off her own bed, but faltered as she noticed a pain in her leg. "Now, now, you've got to be careful with that bite. Not dangerous, but it'll sting awhile if you don't take care of it properly. Or, I could heal you now."

"It's okay… I've got it." Rose moved her wand over the bandage and removed it. All that was left was the mark, but no more wound to sting.

"Alright then. But if you feel even a bit waterlogged or sick from the cold, I'm dragging you straight back up here." Madam Pomfrey stated.

"ROSE!!! Where have you been?! Something important!!!" Belle shouted, tackling her friend, making her fall over.

"What what what!!!?" Rose demanded. "I was just working on a plan to get back at the four! The marauders, remember? I've got some ideas." Belle exclaimed excitedly.

"Good for you." Rose said blankly. "Okay, here's my list of ideas." Belle said.

List of ideas

How to irritate the members:

Potter: Force him to watch Lily Evans date someone else.

Black: Tell at least 10…no, 20 girls that he'd promised to date them. (note: Girls must be annoying, distasteful, ugly, etc.)

Lupin: … still working on that.

"You call that a list?" Rose mused. "It's a work in progress!" Belle whined.

"Okay, while you're working on your 'progress', I'm going somewhere to write. DON"T BOTHER ME." Rose commanded.

Hey, Rose is acting weird today. I wonder. Anyway, I'm just about ready to put my plan into effect. Of course, I've got a lot more in mind than just a weenie list. :D

Signing off.

-B.

"Now, to find Rose and get her to help me." Belle decided.

I love him… I'm crazy. Bloody hell, I can hardly write two sensible sentences. I hate him, but I love him. I hate him but I love him. I hate him but…

"Aaaaah!!! What the bloody hell is wrong with me!?" Rose shouted into the empty room. She slumped back onto the bed and sighed.

Ever since the incident, she had started strong mixed feelings, particularly about Sirius Black.

At the same time, her hair would change from blistering red to hot pink, and by now, Rose knew that red meant anger, but never experienced pink before.

And boy, was it PINK.

"Could it possibly mean- love?" She wondered to herself, rolling over in the bed.

She sighed heavily. "I can't believe that I love that jerk. Then again…" She grabbed a parchment and started writing furiously.

I love Sirius Black because…

He's hot (goes without saying); he may act like a jerk, but somehow, I know he cares; he saved my life (plus points); he's a great friend (not to me, but I know he is because of Remus); he's also worked hard to help the students have fun; he's given moral support to Peter Pettigrew (I mean, Pettigrew's pathetic, yet he's there for him); and a whole lot more. But…

I can't tell him that. He'll laugh in my face, I know he will. I'm hardly even confident enough to tell anyone why I'm always alone. Rose thought.

I'm only confident enough when I write. She realized. "Yes, that's it!"

As Rose ran to the Hufflepuff table, she was greeted by an odd surprise.

"Miss Harper, Professor Dumbledore wants to see you." Professor McGonagal stopped her and she sighed.

"Sure Professor." She said warily. "No need for alarm, Miss Harper, it's only about something that he'd found out about you." McGonagal said.

"If this is about the lake, I'm fine-" "No, Miss Harper, it's different. You might be quite interested, really. I know I am." McGonagal gave her a shrewd grin.

"Yes, Professor, what did you want?" Rose asked as politely as possible as she entered Dumbledore's office.

To her surprise, though , there was nobody there. She could only see a few familiar things, such as the sorting hat and some other trinkets of Dumbledore.

But one thing caught her eye.

Standing on a perch, a beautiful red and gold creature held its head high with majesty.

"A phoenix!" Rose said delightedly, reaching up to touch it. It looked at her with inquiring eyes, then it's eyes moved to her hair.

Oh great, even this guy's gawking at my hair. She thought. But then, to her surprise, it lowered its head and nuzzled her outstretched hand, letting her pet it.

"Miss Harper, I see you're doing well with Fawkes." Rose whipped around and found that the headmaster was standing right behind her, as though he had always been there.

"Oh, Professor, what was it…" Rose started, but Dumbledore silenced her. "Something important, and something that might interest you. It involves the changing of your hair." The headmaster smiled, but Rose scowled.

"You may not like it too much, but it has led us to realize something. You may not know this yourself, but you are a metamorphmagus."

Rose's eyes widened in surprise. "Professor… Do you mean like… I can change form without potions or spells or things like that?" she asked.

"Exactly, and your hair was doing premature changing, although you yourself were late in realizing this fact" Dumbledore continued, smiling his clever smile.

Rose's mouth had dropped slightly and she held her head, as though her head hurt; trying to take it all in.

"Sooo…" She started.

"You should take some lessons with Professor McGonagal to test your powers, and I advise you not to tell others too much, otherwise, you might attract some unwanted and unneeded attention." The headmaster continued.

"Y-yes sir… Can I tell my… My friend?" She asked.

"I'm sure Miss Levi would be happy to hear about it, but advise her to keep it to herself as well." Dumbledore smiled.

"Th-Thank you sir…" Rose said throatily, still trying to take it all in.

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