AN: Thank you all for the Reviews! They keep my writing! Here's another chapter! Hope you enjoy! Oh and I don't own anything at all so please don't sue. This goes for the rest of the story!

-PF

Chapter Five

She was walking through the hallways of Hogwarts, but something was wrong. Her head was down, watching the stone pass beneath her feet, and she was hunched over the book she was clutching to her chest. Scoffing she tried to straighter her shoulders and hold her head high but nothing happened. She began to panic when she tried again and again but her body continued its meek trek down the hallway that, come to think of it, she'd never traversed in her time at Hogwarts. Before she could contemplate it more a hand seized her upper arm and drew her behind a tapestry into a hidden room she hadn't known was there. Her body gasped as the book slipped from her grasp and suddenly lips were on her own, making her moan and fist her hand in the short hair at the back of someone's head.

She was repulsed to be this close to someone but she couldn't make her body pull away. In fact, she felt her breathing increase, felt her heart pound in her chest as her body finally gasped and pulled away enough to look up into the eyes of a man she vaguely recognized. There was a smirk on his now plump lips and a reached down, without breaking eye contact, to pick up the book she…no her body had dropped and give it back to her.

"What are you doing here?" her body demanded in her voice. But there was no snark, no anger, no hint that being touched without her permission had even so much as concerned her, nevertheless enraged her. There was a small smile turning her lips up and she sounded happy.

"I couldn't stay away," he replied capturing her lips once more. His hands ran up and down her sides and she shivered as she pressed against him.

"You could get in trouble," she managed to gasp out between kisses.

"What are they going to do?" he replied, tugging her shirt out from where it was tucked into her skirt. "Expel me?"

She laughed with him as she set the book down and shrugged out of her robe before returning her fingers to his shirt and unbuttoning them as fast as she could. "How long do we have?" she whispered as he nipped his way down her neck.

"Until one of my brothers stumble on us…or a student…or a teacher." He frowned as he considered all of the people who could actually find them and then shrugged. "Best not to worry about it."

She shook her head as he shimmied out of her skirt and reached for his zipper with a moaned, "Fred," and then…Rose sat up in bed, shaking.

She stared for a long moment, her arms wrapped around her shoulders as her breathing slowed. She moved her arms and legs to test that she did, indeed, have control of her body before finally relaxing back against her pillows. A dream. It had been a dream. But so life like. She'd never had a dream like that and, other than the small kisses she allowed Draco to bestow on her cheek and hands, she'd never had relations with a man.

She was stunned to find her fingertips touching her lips and scowled as she yanked her arm down. Well there was only one thing for it. She'd just have to make a trip down to the dungeons and torture the prisoners for a while. That would make her feel better. She swung out of bed and snatched up her wand, sheathing it in the leg sheath she always wore on her thigh before heading down the halls.

She didn't need a spell, nor charm, nor torch to light her path to the dungeons. She'd traversed it many times in daylight and by moonlight and knew it almost as well as she knew the back of her hand. Her passage was undisturbed as all but the guards were sleeping at his hour and, before she knew it she was shoving open the door that led down to the dungeon and dismissing the Death Eaters guarding it.

"My Queen," one said as he passed and she paused, "Wormtail will be replacing us this morning."

"Not now." She snapped. "He will wait for me in the parlor and I will inform him when he is to take up his guard. I am not to be disturbed by anyone. Or you will pay the punishment." He stiffened and then nodded and she had the distinct impression that he would be spending his morning guarding the door she'd just passed through. Good.

They were sleeping when she reached the cell and she slammed a hand against it to wake them. The twins leapt to their feet and looked to be reaching for wands before they realized they didn't have one. Then they turned to help their mother up but she interrupted them. "Leave her. I have no use for the elderly. She might as well stay relaxed."

They stared at her a moment as the old woman sat up and moved closer to Olivander. The twins glanced at them for a moment and then turned to face her directly. "What can we do for you, tormenter?" the ear-less one said.

She blinked. What was she going to do? She'd come down to torture them but, faced with them, she wasn't sure what she was doing. There was no basis for torture at the moment and, though that had never stopped her before, she found herself desperate to find one. "Where is Harry Potter?" Ah, the old standbye. She was really not on her game tonight.

"We don't know," Earless said again. But his twin was staring at her and looked to be contemplating something. She glanced down and almost blushed as she realized she was still in her nightgown. Her black, lacy, very revealing nightgown that presented her chest nicely before falling to just whisper across the floor. It was also slightly see-through. She lifted her head to glare at him but was slightly stunned at the look in his eye. Lust. Pure, undeniable lust. But what really bothered her was, though she'd never been with a man before, she'd seen it before. In his eyes.

She gasped and took a step back as her eyes swept over him. The hair was slightly longer, but not much and he looked leaner, as if he hadn't eaten in a while. Black circles were under his eyes and the joy and youth he had practically oozed in her dream was almost completely gone. It was several moments before she realized she had been staring, and he had been staring back, completely uninterrupted. She scowled and reached down to yank her wand out of its holster.

"Why do you protect him?" she demanded, ignoring the odd feelings washing through her body. It felt like it did in the dream. As if the body belonged to someone else who recognized him and his need and wanted to assist in any way possible. She took a deep calming breath as she awaited an answer. She had control of her body. This was just left over from the nightmare.

"He looks better than Moldy Shorts. Figured we'd go with the more attractive mascot." She blinked and turned her full attention to Earless, who had spoken. He was smirking at her, but hesitantly, as if not sure how she'd take it. Well, it was certainly a first. Most prisoners whimpered and begged or gave her whatever information they thought she wanted. But humor?

"You'd do well to remember you are in the presence of Lord Voldemort's heir. It would behoove you to remain respectful to both he and I. Now, where is Potter?"

"How's that work then?" her heart fluttered at the voice and she seethed before turning to regard the twin. Fred a voice in her head whispered but she ignored it. She would not give life to a nightmare.

"How does what work?" she demanded, acutely aware that he was regarding her with familiarity.

"You being Voldemort's daughter. I didn't think he could love."

She frowned. "He loved my mother," she insisted, though it was something she had had to insist to too many people over the years she was growing up.

"Then where is she? Still in Azkaban?"

"Dead," she spat. "Killed by your precious order the night I was born."

"Anasia." The old woman whispered, her eyes widening.

"Do not dare speak her name!" Rose cried and the twins leapt between her and their mother before she could even think of a spell to cast. "You know nothing" she added.

"I was there that night, child." The woman went on, standing and moving to lean against a wall. "I was there the night the order finally took down your mother."

Rose wanted to kill the woman right then and there, but she refrained, barely. No one had ever told her the story. No one had been aloud to talk about how Voldemort's true Queen had passed. Just that the order had killed her.

"She was as evil as they come," the woman told her, looking her right in the eye. "Much like yourself. Ruthless, coldblooded, and bloodthirsty. And he unleashed her on the world. Like he has you."

"I am aware of my mother's glory," Rose said, rolling her eyes.

"What you are not aware of is that you're father abandoned her in her time of need. Just as he will abandon you."

Anger surged up through Rose and she cried, "Lies!"

"You had been born only an hour before we found your house. The Dark One had taken the enchantments from it that were to protect you both and disappeared. You're mother was weak from childbirth, and I'm ashamed to say we took the advantage offered and destroyed the woman who had killed so many."

"That's a lie! Snape was there! He took me and protected me until Father could arrive. He did care! He was just too late."

"Is that what they told you?" she whispered and Rose recoiled.

"You know nothing!"

"I know that you're life is full of lies. It's why you haven't hurt any of us."

She blinked as the boys drew in deep breaths together, apparently not liking that their mother had drawn attention to that detail. Surely she was wrong? She searched her memory and found that no, other than snapping their wands, she'd down nothing to them. That would be changed. She lifted her wand but the woman continued.

"You haven't, because a part of you remembers. A part of you remembers the truth within their lies. And rebels against what you have done and who you have become."

"You're an old fool," she said softly. "I wasn't going to kill you."

"Don't you ever wonder? Why is it that no one knew who you were? Why is it that those closest to your father are so concerned with who you talk to? That, despite being as powerful as you are, they insist you have someone to watch you?"

"They baby sit me because father worries about me."

"About you? Or does he worry that someone might make you remember?"

Rose eyes unwillingly darted to the twin who straightened as he met her gaze. "You are remembering," he whispered and took a step toward her. "What did you remember?"

"Nothing!" she spat and flung a curse at him without even thinking. It knocked him off his feet but hardly more and he had the audacity to laugh at her.

"It's true!" He gasped as he got back to his feet. "She's right. You're too smart not to start questioning all that is wrong around you. They didn't call you the brightest witch of our age for nothing, Mione."

The nickname stung at something deep in her heart and she gasped and then snarled at him. "I could kill you where you stand."

"But you won't," he insisted. "because somewhere deep down in your black soul, my fiancé remembers me."

She fired the curse without remorse and watched as the green light engulfed the older man's body before he fell to the floor, dead.

"Olivander!" Molly screamed and she and Earless rushed to his side. But it was stupid. She'd killed him.

"Do not test me any longer," she spat at the twin who hadn't moved. Shock written across his features. "I am not this girl you believe I am. I am a Queen, and rightful so. You're mother was a part of the group who murdered mine and I promise you, I will not let her off as easily as the old man got. She will suffer for every second I had to suffer without my mother and then suffer more for the audacity you have displayed here today. You will regret this."

She spun from the cage and began stalking up the stairs as he whispered, "I won't give up." It wasn't until much later, when Wormtail had taken up the guard and removed the body, and she'd been sitting on the veranda overlooking the garden Draco's mother kept, that she realized in the moment after killing the old man, she'd remembered Molly's name.

AN: Ahh! I killed Olivander! Not to worry, I have plans to ensure his significant contribution to furthering the plot to kill Voldemort is dealt with. And, as a spoiler to those who Review (and in thanks for them) Harry, Ron and Jenny are in the next chapter! :) Please Review! And I hope you enjoyed! Until the next chapter!

- PF