Thanks for the reviews, guys, I feel so... loved. Now, I should probably answer some questions... from Lollypops101. [I like that name, btw. :)]
Will the story stick the plot?
Yes, it will. Maybe some slight changes, I don't know, only time will tell.
Will someone ask Rose to Hogsmead?
Most likely not. But, who knows? The future isn't written in stone.
Will Remus and Rose still have their normal relationship, even though they are at school?
Yeah, probably. It probably won't show while they're in class, but they'll still that father-daughter relationship sort of way. :)
How will Rose react to the dementor?
Well you're just about to find out. ;)
When the lights came back on, I saw Harry's big head on my shoulder. So, carefully, Neville, Remus and I got up and laid the unconscious Harry down. I felt scared and nervous, and all depressed.
Hermione came back, she was horrified.
"What happened?" she asked.
"A dementor came." I said, quietly. I looked at Remus.
"Do you want him to stay like this? Or should I do something?" I asked my guardian.
He looked at me for a moment, then shrugged. So, I didn't do anything, but fixed his glasses.
Harry's eyes fled open, and I handed him his glasses back.
"Thanks. What happened? Who was screaming?" he asked.
So he heard the screaming too. I'm glad we're on the same page, I think. Well, at least I wasn't, alone.
The others (besides me) shook our heads.
"You heard it too?" Harry asked, sounding a little relieved.
"Uh... yeah." I managed to say. I felt cold, shaky. All I felt was the unhappy moments of my life. I think the dementor felt me or something, since the man their after for is my father. Hell, they probably thought it was me.
But then again, it was just a theory, so, how could I know?
But I felt kind of bad for Harry fainting.
"What was that thing, anyway?" Harry broke the short silence.
I looked at Remus, who had Honeydukes's best chocolate. He was breaking it into huge pieces.
"A dementor. A guard from Azkaban. It was searching for Sirius Black." I said quietly, as Lupin handed us the chocolate. I was a little freaked, since those dementors are like, my family from my dad's side. Taking away everyone's happiness.
"Why would they come here?" Hermione asked, slightly confused. "They couldn't possibly search every carpartment."
And this is why I think I attracted it. It could probably feel me, like I said.
Remus answered this time. "Random search. We weren't probably the only carriage it searched."
"Are you okay, Rose?" Neville asked me, sounding as quiet as me. Liv (Deliverence) was cuddling agasint me, she wasn't cold. Her warmth made me feel slightly warmer. Bur actually, I felt as cold when the dementor came, actually colder. It wasn't my first (and surely won't be my last) encounter with those creatures.
I liked Neville, as a friend. Sure, he's... not the best with things, but he's a sweet kid. He's a nice boy, really. Whenever Slytherins (mainly Malfoy) brings him down, I usually defend him from my rat-faced cousin. I guess that's what Gryffindors do for each other.
"I'm fine, how about the rest of you?" I asked my friends.
They all muttered that they were alright, then Ginny and Neville went back to their original seats.
A few seconds later Remus spoke up, "Now if you excuse me, I'm going to go have a word with the driver."
He got up, but stopped before he left us. "Are you sure you're feeling alright, Rosalie?" he asked. Ahh, good old Remus Lupin. He was my father-figure since well, you know why.
I nodded. "Yes." Then he left.
"Merlin Rose, why is he so worried about you?" Ron wondered.
Then Hermione remembered that I lived with Remus. "Because Ronald, that's Rose's legal guardian! He's her father-figure! I'm sure your mom would go nuts about you if that happened to you!"
He looked at me. "Really?" he asked.
Hermione sighed. "Ronald!"
I laughed a little. "Yeah, he is. I've been living with him for... five years, I think." I gave a small smile. "He's helped me with everything, too."
"Cool, so do you mind me asking what he's doing here?" Harry asked, resting his back against Hedwig's cage.
"He'll be our new defense against the dark arts teacher." I answered.
"Cool." Harry said, sounding like he was going to celebrate or something. "About time we have a good DADA teacher."
"I know, right?" I agreed. God, those last two teachers we had were awful. The first one tried to kill Harry and last year's was a idiot.
Soon, we arrived to our very huge school. I missed everyone (exclude those damned Slytherins).
We got off the train and went to go catch a carriage. I saw the threstals, who were invisible to everyone else. You could only see them if you witness death, and accepted it.
You probably think Harry could, since he is The Boy Who Lived and probably saw his parents die... but he was like, one. So, a baby accepting death? That doesn't make sense if you asked Taylor.
Threstals were gentle creatures, they don't hurt. I petted one, and I completly forgot that the others couldn't see, so I quickly put my arm quickly to my side.
"Rose, what were you doing?" Ron asked, confused.
"Uh, nothing, nothing at all." I replied quickly, glancing at the skeletal creature.
We were now in the carriage. "Seriously Rose, I think those dementors are messing with your head." Ron told me.
"Yeah, yeah," I shrugged it off. Thank God Hermione changed the subject.
"So, Rose, what extra lessons are you taking this year?" Hermione wondered.
"Uh... Care of Magical Creatures... Ancient Runes, and, Divination." I answered. "And you?"
"All of those, and Arithmancy and Muggle Studies." she replied.
"You're gonna kill yourself." I told my best friend. I mean, I knew she might've do that, but all of that? Think about it. That's a lot of work/homework, and that's far from a proper timetable.
"She's right, how are you gonna fit all of that in?" Ron agreed.
"I'll manage." Hermione said, secretive.
"Whatever." I said.
When we got into the castle, Professor McGonagall was waiting.
"Mr. Potter, Miss. Granger, I need to see you two." she said sternly. "Mr. Weasley and Miss. Black, go to the feast, they'll be there shortly."
"Okay, let's go Weasley." I tugged his arm, and we went into the Great Hall. As we walked (well, I skipped), I saw Remus, looking all, stressfully and his usual old self.
As I was about to sit down next to one of the best gingers in the world, someone picked me up.
"Oh my God, Rosalie I heard what happened on the train! Are you alright? Are you feeling well? Are you sick? How's your little boyfriend?" it was Taylor, who was freaking out.
"Put me down, Taylor!" I hissed. He obeyed me.
I looked at him in the eye. "Yes, I'm alright and I feel fine, thanks for worrying. And would you shut up Harry and I aren't dating."
"I was talking about Ron." he corrected.
"Ew, that's nasty." I said, then turned to look at Ron, who was watching, he looked disgusted too.
"No offense or anything." I told him.
"Bloody hell, none taking!"
"Well, where's Harry and Hermione? Are they alright?" Taylor asked.
"Yes, big brother of mine! Well, Harry fainted from the attack..."
"Okay, nice to see you're okay." Taylor smiled proudly, and went to go sit next to Oliver Wood.
"You fainted Potter? You actually fainted?" I heard Malfoy's annoying voice.
I turned around and saw Harry and Hermione, Harry was embarrased, I could tell.
He sat next to me.
"Don't listen to that git." I encouraged.
"Thanks." he muttered.
"Potter! Hey Potter!"
"Shut it, Malfoy!" I called to him. "Do you want to get slugged, again?"
That shut him up instantly and he sat down.
"So what happened?" Ron asked our friend.
Before Harry could answer, Dumbledore gave his speech.
Welcome everybody to another new year. He explained about the dementors who were going to guard the castle, so we, the students would have to get permission to leave school. He added about Lupin being the new DADA teacher and that Hagrid would be the new Care of Magical Creatures professor. Hagrid looked so happy, it made me wanted to cry for him. Yes, I can be emotional... and dramatic, problem?
"Now that I'm done blabbering," the best headmaster I'll ever known said with a smile. "Enjoy the feast."
And that's exactly what we did. When we got to our common room, we all went our sperate ways and went to bed, saying goodnight to each other.
Thanks for reviewing, Arrows the Wolf, deathnoteuser07, and again, Lollypops101.
Oh and that one question, if Sirius would be freed at the end of the year, probably not. It's just going to go through the storyplot of the amazing wizards that was made up by J.K. Rowling. :)