Disclaimer: again most of this goes to Queen JKR (May your rule never end)
Going on; I love Quidditch so when it came closer to the first game of the season a few things got interesting:
#1 practise every morning between 3 to 5 am then practise from 7 to 9 pm at night (Matt Wood went a little bit over board on the practise thing; he really wanted to win)
#2 I couldn't talk to Al unless I wanted to have a shouting match over who's going to win (Al's the Quidditch captain for Slytherin)
#3 Homework, teachers didn't stop giving it to us. Actually it seemed that they gave us more just to make sure that were exhausted for the game.
#4 Rivals. The hospital wing was overflowing with patients from the battles about who's going to win. Friend turned on friend it was horrible, detentions were fullest I had ever seen them.
#5 The note was never far from my mind and why had Malfoy been at the hospital? Was the note true and had the mysterious Me hurt both are fathers?
I have a head ache the size of London and three six inch essays due tomorrow. To top it all off Wood has gone crazy and demands that we write down the 100 best moves for our positions and hand them in tonight (which incidentally he gave us this morning).
I slumped further into my chair as I thought of it all. What was the use of magic if they hadn't invented a spell that cures headaches? I pulled out a scroll and started on my first essay even though I'm pretty sure that things aren't meant to blur then come in sharp focus.
I was on the second task when I gently drifted of the sleep.
I woke up at somebody shaking me.
"Rose" They purred.
"Rose" They tried again.
"You're only in your knickers." I jumped up only to see that they had been lying. I was fully clothed and in the heads common room which I'm pretty sure I didn't fall asleep in. I'm 80% sure that I fell asleep in the library actually.
"Rose, yes you're in the heads common room and no you did not fall asleep in here we just moved you in here so we could talk to you without people overhearing. To answer your next question I can read it on your face." I looked around the room for the first time seeing Lily and Alice. If you're wondering it was Lily who was doing the talking.
"We've worked out a plan. Alice and I that is and we need you to become friends with Malfoy. He is the only one who Orion even remotely trusts." Alice nodded along with Lily as if it made sense which it didn't.
"That means you're going to have to be nice to him but don't worry you don't have to snog him or anything. I'm going to be filling in that part quite nicely with Orion." She continued while Alice looked faintly sick.
"Lily or whoever you are under polyjuice potion Henry Boot is in love with the real you Lily and Lily loves him back." I pointed out slowly.
"I am the real Lily there is no polyjuice potion in use and I know I'm in love with him." She replied as if it was the most obvious thing in the world which it was not. "Just he needs to realise that his in love with me, again." She ended on a slightly bitter note.
"And keep his tongue out of Violet Brown's and Sidi Patil's mouths." Alice added helpfully.
"HE WHAT?" I yelled breaking though several octaves. Lily scowled as she turned on Alice "See this is why I didn't tell her she's probably thinking right now all the different ways she could make him screamed in agony." I was and I was also thinking of ways to keep him screaming in agony for eternity as I marched out the door. I ran to Ravenclaw's common room and went through the door after answering the simple question that you get at the entrance. Ravenclaw's idea that only someone in Ravenclaw could be smart enough to answer the question you got to be let has its downfalls when it came to security. I didn't have to look for long before I spotted Henry Boot. He was holding an ice pack to his head and that made me smile. For the little prick deserved it.
"I HAVE A BONE TO PICK WITH YOU BOOT." I screeched at the top of my lungs as I made my way through the now dead silent common room.
Sidi Patil stood up beside him looking defiant.
"Weasley you're a prefect you should know better than to yell at somebody who's injured." She sniffed. I shot her a glare that could have melted ice. She continued on rather quickly after that.
"We only did it because we are in love and he was going to break up with her soon anyway." She proclaimed as she dramatically threw her arms over him. I noticed an extremely uncomfortable Violet Brown in the background.
"Oh so are you saying that he only snogged you because you two are in love?" She nodded enthusiastically.
"So he is also in love with Violet Brown then since he cheated on Lily with her as well." I ended bluntly as possible. She got up and looked at her best friend before slapping Boot so hard that you could hear it resounding.
I turned my back on the soon to be battlefield and walked out of the room. I take no pleasure in what is happening to Violet's and Sidi's friendship but if their true friends they will get over it. I do however take pleasure in what is going to happen to Boot through. I love how a scorned women invents new ways to hurt the betrayer and in this case Sidi was very, very much scorned. I smirked as I made my way back to the heads common room, skipping.
I waited outside the door before an upset Alice and Lily stepped out. With wide eyes they both said in unison "Mission aborted." I looked through the entrance to see a happy Orion lounging on a couch. I rolled up my sleeves and stepped inside with a thump.
"What did you do to them?" I spat at him. His arrogant face just looked up me still jubilant. "Why do they look like their crying or at least about to?" I sob echoed down the hall confirming my former point. He completely disregarded my last comment and flicked dirt out from under his finger nail.
"You will answer me you cocky bastard. What have you done to my cousin?" I tried again pointing at him furious. Again he ignored me.
"Orion Greengrass answer me." I thundered at him growing more irritated by the second. How dare he ignore me after he had hurt or at least scared one of my relatives? Sitting there acting like he had the right to; well he didn't.
He stood up stopping my next rant before whispering the word let the games begin and walking into his room, slamming the door with such force that a vase next the door fell down and smashed. I turned my back on my newest riddle and walked back to my cousin and one of the Head captains in effort that I might comforted them a little bit.
When I walked outside I was astounded. Lily and Alice were giggling. Giggling, not scared out of their minds as I had seen them last.
"Did you hear what he said Rose? Let the games begin oh they will mister, they will." Giggled out a slightly hysterical Weasley.
"Lily what happen to being scared?" I asked confused.
"Oh that was all an act. We were trying to convince him that we were terrified of him and all. You know to boost his ego." Alice explained smiling.
"Oh look its dinner come on Lily and Rose we don't want to miss it." Lily commented looking at her watch and pulling Alice to her feet. I numbly followed them. Lily must be a Slytherin or related to one. Wait she is. I'm going to kill Al one day for rubbing off on Lily she used to be so innocent and empathic now I think she needs to be put in a mental ward for angry, rude, scheming, mental people. I looked at Alice. Poor her Lily's rubbing off on her. She actually looks happy about this. Maybe she is happy about this I wondered.
I studied her. Yes she's happy about this. Lily's influent has official ruined her I quietly sighed. Oh well, I thought. They look happy enough making plans to ruin people, let them have their fun. It's better them ruining people's lives and having fun than being sad and depressed and not ruining people's lives.
I saw Royal Lockhart and quickly made a beeline for her. I sat down just as she began one of her rants (she's kind of famous for them).
"I officially hate your cousin Rose." She revealed to me.
"Which one?" I asked as I starting picking at a roll.
"Albus Serves Potter the Jerk of course who else would start chatting up the girl next to me even though he knows that I had used to have a secret crush on him." I almost chocked on my roll trying to reply quickly enough before see got onto her next point.
"Royal Lockhart you used to have a secret crush? And I think it's called a secret crush for a reason. He had no idea if he had he would have asked you out." I explained feeling annoyed. She wasn't usually this obvious and why hadn't she told me about having a crush on Al we've only been best friends since first year.
"Oh, well, yeah I guess so. How has your week been? You weren't at class today so can you please tell me why? Also don't worry about missing out on homework we had the same timetable today so I wrote down all of it on a piece of paper to give to you." She informed me while I looked at her in horror.
In the mist of all the drama I had forgotten to wonder why it was so late and about classes. I sighed in relief when she handed me the paper there was only two more essay to write and the ones I hadn't handed in today were due on Monday with the rest. Luckily since it was a first time thing the teachers had understood and marks won't be taken off because of my lateness.
To reply to her first question I wanted to say, my week has been horrible. Lily has gone a scheming and she is involving me in her plan. Dad's in hospital because of an attack. But instead I went for:
"The only week in my life that has been nearly as horrible as this one was the week before school started and getting a letter saying that I was a prefect instead of a Co-Head and my dad reading it before I could burn it. I mean I like being a prefect and I don't mind that Alice got it instead of me but Dad was so upset."
"That's bad, how much has Lily been involved in this week." Royal winced in sympathy for me. I looked at her suspiciously.
"How did you know Lily was involved in it?" I asked with an eyebrow raised.
"Just because Lily and Alice are talking like they've been that close forever which they haven't and you followed them in here meaning that you are probably involved in the reason they've became close. Lily is always somehow involved in one a week that has been horrible for you, meaning that the reason they've become close is the reason your week has been horrible somehow." Sometimes I forgot how observant Royal was.
"You are right." I told Royal as she smirked but before her ego could grow too big I corrected her.
"But Lily isn't evil and isn't always involved in weeks that have been horrible for me." I told her with an all knowing smile.
"I know Lily isn't evil but both her older brothers are and she is involved in 99.9% of weeks that have been horrible for you." She retorted wiping the smile of my face.
"Royal, James was in Gryffindor proving that he could not be evil." I contradicted her.
"He was named Co-king of pranking for this decade with Fred for a reason." I nodded in agreement with her. I put the matter to rest for she had won this argument.
We finished dinner before heading up to our common room and completing any homework that we might have.
At 11 o'clock we both had just finished our homework when Lily came rushing in with one of her friends Lea Jordan.
"Rose and Royal it's time to party. Wait a second why aren't you dressed already? Oh well we'll just have to choose what you wear and do your makeup won't we Lily." Lily nodded smiling her stupid head off.
"Which party is this?" Royal asked looking up from the book she had just started reading.
"The Slytherin party for surviving three weeks of school." Lily answered.
"We can talk while Lily and I are doing your makeup now get to our room so we can start. You are really lucky that we didn't pack up any of the makeup." Lea continued. I snorted in disbelief. As if Lily and Lea knew how to pack things up everyone in their room always leaves it all to the house elves to clean up the pigsty.
For half an hour we suffered as Lea and Lily ignored our pleas for them to stop. They also hid all the mirrors so we couldn't see what they'd done to us. I imagine just about now we'd be looking like a dolls and not in the good way if there is a good way.
When they were done torturing us Royal asked where the party was being held they replied in dungeon. How gothic.
After a making our way through the ladbriht of corridors to the right dungeon we found the party in full swing. We edged our way through a group of couples dancing until we finally found someone we knew well.
"Hi." A surprisingly non-drunk Al Greeted us.
"My turn at telling them all the stupid things they did, in the morning. How do I know Rose because I read it on your face." He finished looking faintly annoyed.
"Is my face really that easy to read?" Yes everyone replied in unison before making their ways through the crowd to certain things or people leaving me by myself.
I saw Malfoy grinding up against some bimbo and suddenly jealousy gripped my heart. Even he had someone who wanted him and he is the official tosser of the school.
When I reached Malfoy I politely tapped his shoulder. He spun around, his face was only a couple of centimetres away from me so I stepped back.
"Malfoy some have us do not want to puke so if you could do whatever you were doing somewhere else it would be greatly appreciated." I asked politely as I could. He pulled me to the middle of the dance floor leaving one very disgruntled bimbo behind.
"What are you-?"
"Shh, Rosie Posy I want to enjoy dancing with you and that means you can't talk." Slowly he started twirl me about to the song then it changed to, you guessed it a slow song. The type were he had to put his hand on my waist.
"See isn't this nice?" He asserted.
"Oh so I'm a good dancer now?" I inquired smirking.
"No just you weren't talking and I have a pretty clear view of your cleavage." He concluded.
I tried not to look embarrassed by his comment but sadly I failed miserably as I felt my crimson coloured blush bloom all over my face. He chuckled while I glared at him desperately tried to change the positioning of my top.
"You actually look quiet sexy."
"Thanks." I replied dryly not in all impressed.
"Now that you have spoken what do you want to talk about or are you one of those girls who prefer to glare at their partners the whole time they are dancing."
"Let's talk about how much more I will enjoy this conversation if I'm drunk."
"Good idea." He pulled me to where all the drinks were and handed me a bottle of the finest firewhiskey on the table. After a couple of sips I could already feel the effects.
"You know you're not really that bad once you get over your ego." I complemented him.
"You're not either once you get over your perfection problem." He complemented me back.
"I don't think I have one of those." I replied between drinking the beautiful liquid in my hand
"You do." He comfirmed.
"Oh, well if for the rest of this talk I don't be prefect can you forgot about your huge ego." I bargained.
"Deal." He answered we shook hands closing the agreement.
"So were like friends now." I queried actually interested.
"No, were like friends until we get sober." He corrected me.
"Why can't we be friends?" I pouted upset. I like having friend and the more the merrier.
"It has to do with hating each other." He told me staring at the ceiling.
"I don't hate you." I confessed.
"Really, then why do you always act like you do?" He asked as his head snapped back to look at me, inspect me.
"I think it has to do with you being a git to me first." I answered feeling incredibly woozy.
"If I stop being a git to you first would you want to be my friend?" He asked with an eyebrow heading into the mess on top of his head he calls hair.
"Sure." I agreed happily just before I passed out.
I groaned as I woke up with mirage from last night. Slowly I went through all of my memorises from last night. At least Lily would be happy that I made peace with Malfoy. I felt someone press something into my hand. I slowly opened my eyes to see who there was there but I could see no one. I looked at the object it was a letter. It was addressed to Miss. R. Weasley and Mr S. Malfoy. I shot up and winced as the banging in my head got worse. I looked on my bedside table to see a potion that looked like the potion for hangovers sitting there. I really hoped it was because I finished it in three big gulps before going on to open the letter.
Dear Microscopic Bugs
I hope you aren't too scared of me yet the best is yet to come. Daddies are injured aren't they? I told you I'd do it and I did. I'm a genius and everywhere so please don't think that my influent is stopped by silly walls. Here's a clue about my next move:
A friend has put a friend in hospital wing the reason is lying in a trophy in the air. The end will be the start yet there are guides that rule the end. People get will get hurt yet there are Auroras there but they will not move to help.
Good night kiddies.
Me
I took big breaths in and out trying to control my rising hysteria.
Breathe In out in out in out.
OH MY MERLIN; whoever sent these notes can reach me inside of Hogwarts. Only the most protected place in Britain no big deal.
In out in out in out in out.
They're going to hurt someone else I love.
In out in out in out in out in out.
Just at that moment the door was thrown open by one very angry Kate Ogbourne.
"Rose Jean Weasley get your insufferable butt down on the Quidditch pitch before Matt has a heart attack and dies because you've missing the practice."
I opened my mouth to apologize but Kate just glared at me.
I quickly ran into the bathroom and got changed into my Quidditch attire thanking merlin that hangover potions work almost immediately.
I ran out of my room with Kate close at my heels and down to the Quidditch pitch only making a quick detour to get my broom.
When I got there everyone visibly sighed with relief. Well except for Gisele Hooper who glared at me and stalked off the pitch (she is the stand in for my position).
"Look the Headmistress just got the weather reports for the next weekend and she says that she would prefer to have it moved up to this weekend so that's what's happening. Which means that instead of having another full week to train we only have half of a day and since Rose decided to come late we have just lost half an hour. I want every pass and hit prefect, you hear? Now go to your positions" Wood instructed us as I blushed guiltily while flying into my usual position for practice.
Brand, Kate and I started off with simple passing and catching plays as we raced around the pitch but slowly Wood made things harder and harder for all of us. Needless to say by the time our practice was over we were all exhausted and aching.
After soaking myself for a good hour I slowly hoped out of the bath and dressed before heading down to the great hall for lunch. After eating as much as I could without exploding I went up to bed and promptly fell asleep.
I woke up at seven o'clock. I stumbled into my Quidditch gear before clumsily making my way down to the great hall were the rest of my team was looking about as awake as I feel. I started crunching on a bit of toast as Wood started on his before the before speech on what we need to do.
"Guys you were playing excellent yesterday. I need you to do the same quality of play in one hour and a half. Also I want you to all eat at least three items but no more than seven also drink so juice or water but no milk. That means no cereal (no one will ever forget when Helen Hager had four bowls of cereal and it decided to make an appearance in the middle of the game). Chasers stick to the Porskoff ploy if they are coming at one of you. If the Slytherin Chasers try to do Parkin's Pincer one of you go underneath while the one of you who has the Quaffle rolls and drops it to person underneath. Then the two others who haven't go the Quaffle do Woollongong Shimmy. "Wood rambled on like this for the rest of breakfast and all the way down to the pitch until we bumped into the Slytherin team.
"Well, well if it isn't the team were going to beat." Scorpios sneered.
"Shove off Malfoy." Nick Balsall shouted at him while Wood ushered us down to our change rooms.
"We don't need to get in trouble for breaking any noses now when were so close beating them in the game. Seeing the faces at the end will be good enough." Wood whispered to us grinning.
After listening to Woods dramatic before the game speech we walked out on to the pitch with the crowd giving a deafening roar. Adrenaline shot up my spine. We crossed the pitch until we were standing directly opposite the Slytherin team. Slowly Wood walked up to Al and they shook hands slowly trying very hard to break each other's fingers.
We all hoped on our brooms as Madame Peakes blew to whistle and threw the Quaffle up in the air signalling the start of the game.
A bludger whizzed past me as I shot after George Pritchard the chaser who was holding onto my Quaffle at the moment.
The wind whipped at my face as I played this deadly game. I was hit by a bludger on my right arm 15 minutes into the game luckily I didn't hear a crack so I kept on playing. It slowly got harder and harder to see anything as the sky clouded over. I stopped for a moment to hear Lea Jordan reading out the score. It was 150 points Gryffindor and 130 Slytherin. We were nearly neck in neck.
Brand got hold of the Quaffle and we started up the cycle of throwing again hoping it would confuse the Slytherin chasers. Brand, Kate, Me, Kate, Me, Brand, Me, Kate, Bran, Kate we had perfected over the years. Even we didn't know what the order of passing was until we were out on the pitch. The crowd went wild as Kate scored. The Gryffindor's cheering and the Slytherin's booing and the Hufflepuff's and Ravenclaw's making some noise in between. It was chaos bludgers were flying everywhere and since our team were basically matched in skill the Quaffle kept on being passed from team to team. Every time one team got an edge the other team would turn around a climb up to the same height. Two hours into the game thunder echoed around the pitch being greeted with a loud groan from the stands distracting the Slytherin chaser who had the Quaffle allowing me to grab it and to zoom down the other end of the pitch. I entered the scoring area unhindered. I threw the Quaffle as hard as I could at the goal just as an explosion rocked the stadium.
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