Chapter 3
I do not own Harry Potter in any way.
A/N - You know how I said that I wasn't to transcript the movie? Well I think I might have to, because this whole fic is a disaster. Those of you who may have read it before I took it down, you know this.
Severus looked down at Rosalie and Harry talking and laughing.
They both turned to him and he looked down.
Rosalie could tell he was avoiding her eyes.
Looking at Rosalie, he saw James looking back at him, but in Harry's eyes, he saw his beautiful mother looking back.
Rosalie made tons of friends that night. More than she thought she would, being the daughter of the Potions professor.
However, things were only going to worse from here.
The girls in her dorm wouldn't come near her, excluding Hermione.
Rosalie could hear them whispering about her as she fell asleep.
*Next morning*
Rosalie along with her new group of friends, headed to the Great Hall for breakfast. She tried waving and smiling at Draco, but he ignored her.
"Something wrong, Rosie?" one of the twins, she couldn't remember which, asked her.
She shook her head and sniffled.
"It's okay. First day's always hard", the other one said, "Maybe you'll have some wicked classes to take your mind off it".
Rosalie smiled and looked at her timetable. She smiled when she saw she had her father first thing. She finished up her breakfast and made her way down to the dungeons. She thought about sitting by Draco, but changed her mind and sat down with the Gryffindor's. Her father came into the classroom obviously mad about something.
He started addressing the class and talking like Rosalie had never heard him do before.
Was he always going to be like this?
Next, she had Transfiguration.
Harry and Ron came to class late and McGonagall was anything but happy.
They took their seats next to Rosalie.
"They got lost", Draco and his friends snickered.
Rosalie turned to them and glared. She turned back to Harry and Ron. "I'll make you guys a map", she told them.
"Thanks", Harry said.
"No problem. I know this castle like the back of my hand", Rosalie said.
"Miss Snape, is there anything you'd like to share with the class?" McGonagall asked.
"No ma'am", Rosalie said and focused on her class work. When she returned to her dorm, she found a note in the hood of the cloak.
I know I've been a jerk, but that's what everyone expects me to be. I'm sorry. Forgive me, please? ~ D
Rosalie sighed. She could never be angry with Draco for long.
Then, Rosalie had a break in her schedule. Instead of being in the Great Hall, she chose to spend it outside in the courtyard. She had her eyes closed when something blocked the sunlight. She opened her eyes and saw Draco standing there. "Hey Dray", she said.
Draco sat down. "Mail came", he said.
Rosalie closed her eyes again. "So? I never get anything", she told him.
"My mother sent you something", he said.
Her eyes snapped open. "Is it what I think it is?" she asked him.
"Maybe…" he teased her.
She opened the box and found sweets. Rosalie put one in her mouth and moaned. She checked the time. "What have you got next?" she asked him.
"Flying lessons", he said.
Rosalie scoffed. "Like you even need them", she said.
In flying class, Neville lost control of the broom he was riding.
"Neville!" Rosalie shrieked running over to him.
"I knew you were put in Gryffindor for a reason", Madame Hooch said.
Rosalie smiled as they walked off towards the hospital wing.
Draco decided to show off.
"Give it here Draco", I said.
"No little Rosalie. I think I'll keep it", he said.
"Maybe then you'll remember how to use your brain", I said.
Draco hopped on his broom and took off into the sky.
"Harry, no way!" Hermione said.
"She's right. Didn't you hear what Hooch said?" Rosalie asked him.
Harry didn't listen to either of them and took off after Draco.
"What an idiot", Hermione said.
"They both are", Rosalie said.