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( Ruins chance of ever being cool).

So I know its been a while, but school and extra murals and stuff have been preventing me from posting this, besides, I rewrote the ending twice, because... well, you'll see.

SO yes! THANK YOU!THANK YOU!THANK YOU ! THANK YOU! For all the follows, favourites and REVIEWS! And just because of the lengthy reviews I added something "spicy". LOVE, A NEW LOVE INTEREST& LOSS= Your welcome! IT'S ALSO RATHER LENGTHY, so there's that!

SO thanks and enjoy.

Breakfast. The only reason I wake up before twelve. That and to pee.

I'll admit, I don't normally enjoy the company of others before eight in the morning, but for a cup of strong tea and pancakes drenched in chocolate sauce I'll make an exception. Maybe an egg-ception. ( WHAHAHAHA... ha. Okay,that was a cheesy yoke- WHAHAHAHAHA-ah. Okay, I'll stop.) To be honest, after what happened last night , I sort of felt better. Rose noticed and asked, to which I replied, " At least I know where we stand. No more hiding, just waiting."

She's absolutely besides herself with stress and as touched as I feel, I can't help but notice her overbearing paranoia. This morning,she spent a good twenty minutes pacing around the dormitory, muttering charms under her breath. I asked if they would hold, she looked rather offended. In return for all her concern, I warned her of the Hot Chocolate that James and Fred had spiked with Farting potion.

"And you're pretty sure?"She asked, staring at her filled cup sullenly. I felt bad, I knew how much she enjoyed her Hot Chocolate. I nodded, my mouth full of a combination of eatable stuff. "Dammit."

And she moved onto her one and only bowl of cereal – madness!

My eyes moved to the doorway as Albus and Scorp made their way over to us, a morning routine. Scorp immediately kept his focus on Rose, and Albus remained oblivious- Boys.

"Well, don't you two look ghastly!"Albus grinned, sitting down in front of us.

Compliment number one of the day.

I growled and threw a spoon at his head which he caught effortlessly. Damn Quidditch players and their perfect hand-eye co-ordination!

"Touchy, touchy."Scorp filled in, both sharing an equally impish smirk.

" Shut up." Rose grumbled, although her lip twitched.

"Well, if you two are going to be so under the weather this morning, I'll take it upon myself to be the sunlight-" Albus said with flare.

"And me?"Scorp interrupted.

"You're the alarm clock, as always." Albus answered and got whacked by his 'alarm clock'.

"Anyway, you wouldn't believe who we saw this morning?" He took in our uninterested faces and carried on, "Mum and Dad!"

Obviously we weren't giving him the reaction he was waiting for.

"We know."Rose said and I felt a hint of panic. "We saw them this morning, because Aurora-"

"Couldn't sleep, so we went walking."I chipped in and threw her a look, "And we ran into them on our way back to our Common Room. Talk about a small world, ey."

Rose raised her eyebrow, giving me a questioned look. I narrowed my eyes in which I hoped was the universal sign of Just-Go-Along-With-What-is-going-to-be-an-intense-complicated-lie-or-not.

"Oh."Albus said, reaching for a slice of thickly buttered toast ( and he preaches about my unhealthy habits, like eating too much and moving too little), " Why couldn't you sleep?"

DAMN YOU ALBUS! YOU NOSY BUTTERED BUGGER!

"Why was that again, Aurora?"Rose asked innocently, playing with her cereal- I take that as death threat number one.

"Because..."I paused and drew a deep breath, "Of Rose's snoring!It's so loud it- wait! Am I supposed to hear that ringing noise in my ear?"

Rose turned on me faster than a pack of wolves smelling blood in the air.

Number two.

"What?"She asked slowly, her voice dead and dangerous.

Strike three.

I suddenly became very interested in my tomato soup and toasted egg ( it's actually just egg on toast- but , I got a tad excited over the tomato sauce) , " Yeah, but don't worry I know a spell that will fix that right up."

She stared at me coldly and twirled her spoon threateningly , "Yeah, I'm sure I know some spells too."

...

And.. I've survived the first three threats, the fourth threat is usually a promise.

"Ha ha ha!" I laughed tensely, changing the subject subtly "Always a joker you, lovely, beauty, insightful person!Ha ha. So boy's what are you two doing today?"

Albus sent me a quick grin, and took the butter knife to his throat, making a cutting motion. Thanks Albus for the constant support. I'm sure Rose will love buttering me to death. Survived nine years with deadly vampires, only to be killed by high cholesterol. Like I said, thanks.

"Quidditch practice." Albus answered sending me a wink to which I pulled a face -ew, unnecessary moving. What fun."But first we're going up to the owlery to send a letter to Mr. Malfoy to ask him to ref our first match next week, Coach Ambia is sick and out for the month."

OH RAVENCLAW'S RASH!

A word to the wise, this is why you should ask for permission before just takin-borrowing someone's animal.
I nearly chocked on my 'soup', "Wait! Are you using your owl?"

"Kind of have too, my mum is using mine until she buys a new one. Why?" Scorp answered, munching on an apple – bloody healthy people everywhere I look!

I cast a look at Rose and then turned my attention to Albus, "Sorry, I sort of used your owl this morning. I was going to tell you, it was just that it was pretty urgent and you were sleeping and all."

Now Rose was staring at me with full curiosity, I ignored her.

"Oh, it's fine... " Albus said, his voice tight, " Who did you- never mind, it's none of my business."

The look he sent me told me otherwise. But I wasn't going to bring it up, I was more than happy to let this conversation come to an end, be that awkwardly.

"Well, I guess I'll make it mine."Rose challenged. Damn you, Rose. "So who did you send it to?"

Now, I thought of being discretely secretive, but on the other hand I valued my life and I knew that I was one lie away from being in a fatal accident orchestrated by a certain female who's name starts with an 'R' and ends with a 'ose' * nudge, nudge*. So I did the most obvious thing: I told the truth.

I ducked my head and whispered, " Micheal."

Silence.

"Oh."Was all Rose said, Scorp threw a look at Albus's blank face and then back at me, with a tight grin and a thumbs up, the universal sign of "Good for you".

"I didn't know you were keeping in touch."Rose said strangely.

I twiddled my thumbs,feeling surprisingly guilty. I decided on lying from here on out, "Well, not really. He just sent me a letter last week and well, I only replied yesterday."

And awkward silence followed as none of us knew what to say.

" So, what did you speak about?"Albus asked, his voice strangely light.

"Nothing much really, he just asked how it was going and if I was enjoying Hogwarts, joked about having to wake up early for classes-"Their faces were blank, so I filled in, "Because he's home-schooled too."

Silence.

" Well, as lovely that sounds,"Albus said and then stood up, leaving half his uneaten toast slice on the plate, " we should best be going, have to find an owl and everything now."

And he walked away, leaving Scrop with us, staring at him. After a second he turned to me and shrugged, "Don't take it personally, he's just overprotective."

Rose snorted, "Sure he is."

Scorp turned to her with looked at her with an intensity that could probably blind the world, "So, I'll still be seeing you tonight?"

She nodded staring at him coolly, "Of course."

He nodded at me and said bye.

W-E-L-L. Naughty, naughty Weasley.
I looked at her and wriggled eyebrows suggestively, she shook her pretty, blushing, pink head violently, " He just needs help with his charms final."

"Sure."

"That's all."

I nodded slowly, smirking "Of course."

She rolled her eyes, "Of course. So, Ms. Secretive, why didn't we tell the boys about the little present some stalker left you last night."

I chewed slowly before talking, "Because, them worrying about it isn't going to help us find him or her faster. Besides, they have enough to worry about without this."

" Well, I think you should tell them, they're your friends for a reason." Rose argued and I would've argued back if it wasn't for the fact that I knew just how stubborn she could get. Just the other day, she refused us to call a boy to help change the lamp in our room (It broke and if anyone asks it wasn't me) because we needed to 'empower' ourselves and how it will be a ' Learning experience', it's still not fixed.

"And I will, if something happens again, I will, but for now let them be ignorant."I replied, standing up. "Now if you'll excuse me, I've got a clan of blood-thirsty vampires to track down."

And with that I left. I knew she had prefect duty until late this afternoon, which left me ample time to do research.

I'll admit, by the time I reached the library, I had only formed step one of my ingenious plan and that was: Have super cool note book.

Aced it!

Step two was still in progress, but after a lengthy debate, I realised it would be best to fill in what I know already, then fill in the blanks.

Name: Aurora Black

Age: Fifteen

School: Hogwarts

Pet : Flapjack the Great ( and Lazy)

Mother: Don't Know

Father : Don't Know

Siblings: Two ( Names don't know)

Age when taken: Six and a half

Details of 'taken' night: Unclear, blurry

Age when escaped: Fifteen

I looked at what I had written so far and felt a little disheartened, but I dipped my quill in ink and started to write every memory I had gained since having been released. I sat and I wrote and I hardly paused, my mind moved faster that what my hands could, but that didn't stop me. I wrote about Daniel and our Escape plan, I wrote of the werewolves and their deal with the Dead, I wrote of the first time they used the dagger and the last, my mother burning sheets of parchment, I wrote.I didn't notice how long I had been sitting there, my stomach remained quiet but my mind has never been so loud. I heard the Great Clock strike six and packed my bag hastily.

I met the Maurders 2.0 sneaking back from what I guess was a hideout, in the corridor and despite everything that happened I couldn't help but smile at the sight of them. James threw his arm around me and I smelt a whiff of Firewiskey.

"Really?"I asked, trying to keep the reprimanding tone from my voice.

They all three just grinned naughty, as Jordan slurred, " To be ónest, we didn't think this óugh."

"Wow, why would you say that?"I asked sarcastically, going around fixing their hair and making them look at least vaguely sober.

"Almost got stopped by 'fects, good thing that armor was there, right 'oys?"Fred hiccuped, leaning against the wall. "Bet she saw me, though, was a bit slow."

I put my arm around his waist and started leading them to an empty broom cupboard where they could sleep it off, "Who exactly?"

"Amanda-"James spat in a slurred tone, "Meadows."

We all four let out a disgusted sigh.

We were almost by the broom cupboard and I was starting to struggle keeping the boys moving in a forward direction, James had stopped to lean against the wall and Jordan tugged at his hand effortlessly.

"I'm sorry to say, but that probably means you're all in trouble." A female said, coming in to view. I nearly dropped Fred out of fright or annoyance, whichever. She was pretty, not like Amanda Meadows beautiful, but the girl who stood in front of us just pretty. She had a gingery coloured hair( not the fiery mane of the Weasleys) that was chopped short just above the shoulders, she had a dark skin tone as though she spent much time in the sun, her brown eyes were hidden behind thick glasses and although she was wearing a baggy long sleeve top, you could tell that she had an athletic built- Quidditch maybe?

I panicked, not wanting them to get in to trouble, "This isn't what it looks like-"

James jumped up from off the floor and with great difficultly managed to, at least, stand vaguely Homo Sapiens Sapiens like, his attention on the girl, "Simon! Let me guess? You miss me already?"He asked, winking and flashing her a dimpled smile.

Her face wrinkled up in to a frown of hatred,"Shut up Potter, I know you're drunk-"

"You can't prove it!"I said loudly, trying to grab his hand and pull him away, but he seemed adamant on not moving, "Now if you'll excuse us, I've got to get these three boys to the broom cupboard."

Fred was now passed out on the floor, a lazy smile on his face and I'll admit that I did shove him with my foot, very hard, but he didn't budge much. I bent down to pick him up and said in my controlled and kind voice, "Move you dolt!"

"Why the broom cupboard?"She asked, her stance proud.

"Why not the broom cupboard?"I huffed, "What's wrong with three guys in a broom cupboard?"

She looked at me incredulously.

James moaned again, his lids shut tightly, "Simon, please don't tell?"

I calculated the change in her expression as she looked at James' sincerity, from incredulous to WHAT-THE-FING-FONG-HONG-KONG-CRACK-TACK- incredulous, it was amusing.

"Please?"I asked too, hoping and ,secretly, knowing she couldn't resist the two-in-one special provided by P&B Marauders.

She rolled up her sleeves and walked over to James, grabbing him under the arm with a lot more strength than I thought possible, he just grinned at her charmingly, " To the broom cupboard, Simon, the first of many."

Her jaw locked and she kept her head up straight, not giving him the time of day.

With minutes of shoving, stumping, hitting, kicking, scratching and clawing the boys were in the broom cupboard, asleep, snoring happily and peaceful.

I rubbed the sweat off my frow and smiled, really impressed, "I can't believe they all actually fit."I studied the result of my plan, "Not bad."I turned my attention to Simon, " Thank you, I'm Aurora-"

"Black."She nodded and took in my confusion,"Yeah, it's a little hard not to know who you are, between your surname, the papers and rumors."

Well, she didn't say violent behavior, so that's something.

I flinched, "Lovely." Heavy sarcasm, "And you are?"

"Makenzie Simon." She answered, "Ravenclaw?"

I nodded, "Hufflepuff?"

She nodded with a frown, " How did you know?"

Now it was my turn to shrug, "Maybe the fact that you haven't outed us yet or it was a guess or I just happen to know everyone in each house, who knows?"

She grinned a half smile and immediately her plain face didn't look so plain anymore, " Ravenclaws never give short answers. Never."

"Is that a compliment?"I asked self-conscious.

She just smiled, "Statement. Anyways, it was nice meeting you, Albus will be thrilled, he's been saying in his letters that you're 'the one to meet', so I guess I can tell him I have-"

I shook my head momentarily confused, "Sorry, Albus?"

She nodded, cleaning her glasses on her shirt, she missed a spot, "Yeah, he's been telling me about you for the past three months." She probably saw my expression, "We're really close friends, I hope you don't mind-"

"What did he say?"I asked, now very self-conscious.

She picked up her bag, " Just enough for me to know that this whole story you're feeding everyone is utter bullshit." And with that she made her leave, " Bye Black."

"Yeah, thanks again."I muttered, feeling utterly exposed.

(Rose)

" How do I look?" I asked Aurora nervously, tugging at my plum colored blouse. No answer. "Aurora!"I said impatiently, not having the time for her usual absentmindedness. She jumped up at the harsher sound of my voice and looked up from the book she was currently 'studying'.

'What?"She asked annoyed.

" Well?"I huffed, "What do you think?" I motioned towards my casual outfit.

She rolled her eyes and smirked, "What does it matter how you look? You're only helping him with his 'charms final'."

I tried to hide my blush behind my Weasley Glare, but I knew from her amused expression that she knew exactly what was going on. That was one of the things my family took for granted. She wasn't the socially naive girl, who was unable of reading expressions, she'd stopped with the stuttering and blushing ( well, mostly) and most importantly, she'd given in. I remembered how closed-up she'd been, I could tell that all her barriers were built and ready, not allowing any of us in to her head, always protecting us. But she's grown to love us as we all loved her, she hasn't said it, but I could tell. She'd lost her characterised doe-eyed look of wonder and we haven't even noticed. I'll admit that I'm not exactly innocent and the last thing I want to do is cast off judgements, but I too frequently forgot who she was exactly, what she's been through. She adapted so easily to this world, my family, school that it took an incident like last night to make me remember that this girl was an enigma all on her own. While, she told us a part of her history, I couldn't help but stare at her in fear, not because I'm necessarily afraid of her, but more for her. I had been just as doe-eyed as her and forgotten that the girl who I considered practically family, could one day be captured or killed. It was the type of fear that cast such a heavy burden on my shoulders that it was all I could do to not let it come crashing down. And if this was how I felt, I couldn't imagine what she was feeling ( probably hungry). And then she chose to lie so easily to the boys, which reminded me once again of how little I knew about her life and her , which made me wonder if there was something she was keeping from me, to protect me?

I felt myself shiver as I looked at her lying down on her bed in the common room, curly dark hair framing her small , petite face. With eyes that changed to a different colour of blue every hour or so, you would think that sometimes they would share the secrets they hold, but they don't . Heaven knows, I've tried finding them, and Merlin witnesses the amount of time and energy Albus has put in too.

"Where's Aurora?"I asked Albus, once I boarded the train. I huffed in exasperation, " Trust Aurora, to be late."

Albus didn't smile, but rather pressed his face against the window looking out, I leaned forward and saw her and his parents having, what looked like, a serious conversation. We watched for a few silent seconds before he turn his face to Scorp and I with conviction, " We're going to keep her safe. She's one of our own and no one harms any of us." He looked at us with such intensity that I was immediately reminded of Uncle Harry and that brought up the first ounce of hesitation. He was making promise, and Albus could be counted on the worth of his word.

He would protect her,no matter what.

We all would.

I straightened my posture and raised my chin hoping to claim whatever was left of my dignity, "I just don't want others getting the wrong impression."

If at all possible, her grin broadened and she asked innocently, " And what impression is that?"

I blushed deeper and rolled my eyes, knowing that we could both make these taunts go on for hours. I sank down beside her on the bed and read over shoulder, " Find anything yet?"

She sighed and slammed 'Ten Ways to Correct the behavior and attitude of Disobedient/ demented Pets' shut, "Nope. So far, to correct Flapjack's temper problem and urinary habits, they've suggested: Adoption, a kitty litter and death." She frowned staring at the brightly covered book, " Guess I should have known it wouldn't have been much help with the word 'demented' it's title. Flapjack's lovely." She cooed like a crazy person.

Perfect example that love is indeed blind or stupid.

I pressed my lips together to prevent saying any friendship-ending comments.

" Maybe, I should've gotten an owl instead, I'm an awful master." She grumbled miserably, looking terribly ashamed.

I smiled encouragingly and patted her shoulder, " Oh, you're not doing too bad, he's still alive and that's what counts."I checked my watch, " Best be going, Scorp should be here any minute now."I ran my fingers through my hair nervously, then said to her, "Make sure you finish Ms Covey's homework, this time before the lesson starts. She might be so shocked she'll give you an O."

Aurora pulled a face, "She'd rather kill me than be unbiased." We laughed, both knowing it was true. I was almost at the door when Aurora spoke up again, "And Rose, you look really pretty." She said kindly and my fear came right back, washing over me so that the only thing I could do was smile.

Scorp was waiting outside the Common Room, he wore a black woolly jersey and jeans and his hair was wet . He smiled when he saw me and I felt my mouth curve in to a grin, suddenly confident and calm.

" I hope you weren't waiting out here for long."I said, ignoring his hand as he offered to carry my bag, as usual.

His hand dropped and he shrugged, grinning, " Too be honest, I thought I was going to be late. I may have gotten a bit carried away with practice, when I saw the time, it took Al to convince me not to fly all the way to you."

I felt something flutter in my ribcage, but I played it cool, bumping his shoulder, "Now Mister Malfoy, need I remind you that it is against school rules to fly magical objects within the school."

He laughed, a perfect row of milky white teeth showing, " Ah, I knew there would be a rule for something as unprecedented as that, just like the rule 'no bowl movement can take place within the classrooms in the dungeons"- which makes me wonder which unfortunate soul did it so that it had to be implemented."

He was so serious about the matter that by the time he had finished, I had to stop walking I was laughing so hard. We spoke the rest of the way about anything and nothing ( except Quidditch, it was the golden rule we both took seriously), just as we always have, we had gotten to the fourth floor faster than I would have liked, where I had organized with the teacher to keep it open. I entered and he followed and just as easy as we had fallen into laughter, so had we fallen in to work mode. Although, Scorp was good at Charms, he struggled expanding his mind to being more creative with the spell. Charms was 40% theory, 30% wand work and 30% imagination, most people forget it.

It was after the third attempt at a rather tricky spell when we decided it was time to call it a night. We packed up our books and once that was finished we just sat in near total darkness, our faces outlined by a single candle. He grabbed my hand and started tracing his fingers lightly across my freckled skin, I did all I could not to blush, but even then my heart pounded so loudly I was afraid he would hear it.

" Rose?" He asked, tracing his finger across my whole arm, looking at me from under those thick blond lashes.

" Yes?"I felt my breath hitch and my mind begin to fog, all my logic as to why we shouldn't started to disappear, and as frightening as it was, I let my heart have it's say for once.

His hand was now resting on my flaming cheek, his head moving in. Blue eyes on blue, we matched. His eyes drifted between my lips and my eyes, "Is this okay?"

He was so close and yet so far.

I felt myself smile, a smile that I was used to showing, "I'm sure you can do better."I challenged him and I could see him not trying to laugh. We challenged each other, we were both a puzzle piece, matching and interlocking, he had my piece and I had his and both of us were both too proud to let the other one win that easily, keeping the puzzle piece to ourselves.

He moved closer, his breath felt warm on my face, he smiled, "Better?"

I closed the distance.

And hell, I wish I had done it sooner.

Our first kiss felt like our last, it was consuming and never ending. It was soft, yet burning, it felt like being alive. His lips fit perfectly on my mine and my arms fit perfectly around his neck, drawing him closer, breaking away the Malfoy guard. His hands found my pony tail and yanked it loose, caressing my hair that I had once confessed to him I hated. His hands left my hair and moved around my neck and under my chin, then place two fingers between our lips and broke apart sighing, pushing himself away... as always.

He took a step back and pinched the bridge of his nose, something he always did when he was frustrated or deep in thought, not looking at me. I tried to regain what little posture I had and most importantly, get my emotions under control, but even I couldn't mistaken the tightness in my throat and the burning of eyes.

We had done it, after five years, we had finally kissed. And the thought of it had made me giddy and the rejection of it broke my heart. It had taken me three years to have him speak to me without Albus being with him, and although we did our best to assume that the feelings we felt was that of friendship, by the last semester last year, we both knew it was something else. We joked about it and in front of everyone else we were just friends, but I knew what I wanted. I knew, but Scorp...

He shook his head and I knew just from his stance he was embarrassed, but I kept my gaze strong. Mom always told me that no man was worth crying over and I always believed it, because rationally speaking it was true, but I was sure as hell, about to cry and , I hope you're not disappointed but, it was going to be over this guy.

He looked at me and his face morphed into humiliation, "Rose, I'm sorry- I shouldn't have."

I swallowed and looked at the single candle, blinking away my tears. It took me a few seconds to find my voice and when I did it was hard, "What do you want , Malfoy?"

He looked at me ashamed, "You. I want you Rose. Every hour of every day, I want you."

He looked mortified to speak those words, as though he had just sentenced us to a curse. This was as close as we'd ever gotten to speaking about these emotions.

I nodded and then, bravely, took a step closer to him, my legs feeling like lead, "Then have me."

I placed my hand on his face forcing him to look at me, but he shook his head, "I can't- you're Al's cousin, he'll never forgive me if I-"

I threw my hands in to the air, "Screw Al, Scorp! Screw them all! When are you going to stop living to please everyone else! For once, do something that makes you happy and to hell with the consequences!"

" You know why we can't Rose."He said, his fingers pressing the bridge of his nose in frustration.

"Because you're a Malfoy and I'm a Weasley? Because you're trying to save your family from any controversial publicity? Because, despite everything we feel for each other, you're afraid!" I spat at him, the months of frustration and hurt finally coming through.

He drew in a deep breath and then: he exploded.

"You think this is all so simple, don't you! You don't know what it's like, being turned away and given dirty looks by strangers when the see you! Being referred to as "cowardly as a Malfoy", watch your dad be insulted and shamed for the decisions he made as a teenager, and seeing the look on your mother's face as she receives hate mail from people who call her " the Devil's wife". I remember the first time I met your dad, he's face was a canvas of distrust and disgust! I remember! And you know what? He's finally forgiven my father, finally after Twenty years! My family has finally started to be tolerated. Tolerated! So, don't expect me to give you that. Because I care for you Rose, I know I shouldn't but I do and I can't find it in myself to regret it. But I won't give you this, I won't give you the hate of the world in exchange for the love of mine."

I sucked in a deep breath and I remained quiet. I was at a loss for words, but slowly I pulled his face to look at me. Blue eyes on blue; we matched.

" But I would let you, Scorp. I would accept it all if only I could be with you.I am willing to deal with whatever comes our way, but if you're not, then let me move on, but I can't keep pretending anymore. I can't." I finished and held my breath. He looked at me , searching my eyes for something and then tore his gaze away and stared out the window miserably, "I'm sorry Rose, but I can't do this, not to Albus, not to you or your family or mine."

I nodded and felt my cheeks become wet, I cleared my throat and managed to choke out, " Goodbye then, Malfoy."

I grabbed my bag from the table and walked out of the room, silently hoping he would call me back and silently knowing that he won't. He chose and I chose and we were no longer a puzzle.

My tears obscured my vision and I felt my chest burn with every sob. I was stupid, so stupid to think that he had finally gotten past living on eggshells when it came to people and I was stupid to think that he would change for someone like me.

I was so lost in thought that I hardly noticed the voices in time. I paused a few steps away from a classroom, it's door was slightly ajar and I'll admit, I wasn't in the mood to be reprimanded for being out past curfew. I pushed the bile down slowly and stealthy made my way past, my hearing (although unlikely) a hundred times sharper.

"- will be killed soon enough."I froze, my attention suddenly alert as I listened to the familiar voice whisper. " I lost everything the night I lost him to that girl! She will die along with all the others, I'll make sure of it." Soft muttering filled the silence and no matter how hard I tried I couldn't make out the words, finally the voice replied bitterly, "No, she doesn't suspect a thing. We're closing in on them and before they know it, I'll have my vengeance. So let her think I don't know who she is or what she is, because when the time comes I'll make sure I'll use that pretty, little knife to slice that dainty throat."The raspy voice muttered again, this time the person in the room gave a slight chuckle, " Black's time will come and when it does we'll all be ready. Each one of them will drop and I'll make sure they leave her to me."

I clamped my hands over my mouth to muffle the sound of my gasp. My head was spinning and I wasn't aware of how far or in which direction my body was running, all I knew was that someone wasn't only going to have Aurora killed, but all the 'others' and I was pretty sure that meant my family. I had made it to the common room and I was grateful for the emptiness, I knew that I looked like a mess and was probably one word away from falling apart. What had happened with Scorp was the last thing on my mind as I collapsed on to the leather chair near the fire, everything felt cold and my neck tickled as though I was being watched. I tried to gather my thoughts as I stared in to the fire, but I was consumed with a stabbing fear.

"They've got me, Rose."

Aurora had said and so very right she was.

" Black's time will come soon enough."

The female voice had said. It sounded to familiar the sneering tone and-

Ms. Covey!

It had been Professor Covey.

"She'd rather kill me than mark my work unbiasedly." Aurora had joked.

No, Aurora, she just means to kill you.

I knew I should've run to the Headmistress first, but what evidence would I have? What was the say of a fifteen year of against a teacher, besides, what if she finds out I know and decides to move her plan forward.

I stared at the dancing flames and realised one thing: Hogwarts was no longer safe.

Dum dum dummmm...

CLIFFHANGER!

SO... ROSE AND SCORP? AL AND MAKENZIE? MS COVEY? AURORA AND MICHAEL? FLAPJACK BEING KILLED, ADOPTED OR GIVEN A LITTER? HOW MESSED UP CAN ONE CHAPTER BE?!

So yes.

How do you think Aurora is going to react? Will ROse tell her? How will Albus react? Are they still safe? ARE THERE STILL FALPJACKS!?

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