Chapter 15
I do not own Harry Potter in any way.
A/N - I know it's been forever, but life got in the way. I'm going to try to make updates more often as we go into the holiday season.
Draco and Rosalie once again weren't on speaking terms, so she resumed sitting with the Gryffindors.
"Does it hurt terribly Draco?" Rosalie heard Pansy ask Draco.
Rosalie scrunched up her face and mimicked the girl causing Harry and Ron to laugh.
"It comes and it goes. Still, I consider myself lucky. Madam Pomfrey said another minute or two and I could've lost my arm. Couldn't possibly do any homework for weeks", Draco said.
Rosalie rolled her eyes.
"Listen to that idiot", Ron said, "He's really laying it on thick, isn't he?"
"I'll say. He's always been dramatic though…" Rosalie told him.
Harry reached over and placed his hand on Rosalie's. "At least Hagrid didn't get fired", Harry said, pulling his hand away.
"I hear Draco's father's furious. We haven't heard the end of this", Hermione said.
"Of course Draco would go running to Lucius", Rosalie muttered.
"He's been sighted! He's been sighted!" Seamus said running into the Great Hall.
"Who?" Ron asked.
"Sirius Black!" Seamus told him, throwing the Daily Prophet down onto the table.
"Dufftown? That's not far from here", Hermione said.
"You don't think he'd come to Hogwarts, do you?" Neville asked, frightened.
Rosalie rolled her eyes and went back to doing her homework.
Her next class was Defense Against the Dark Arts.
A class that Rosalie was rather good in, besides Potions.
Towards the front of the classroom stood a wardrobe that was shaking.
"Intriguing, isn't it?" Professor Lupin asked, "Would anyone like to venture a guess as to what is inside?"
"That's a boggart, that is", Dean said.
"Very good, Mr. Thomas", Lupin praised, "Now, can anybody tell me what a boggart looks like?"
"No one knows", Hermione said, appearing out of thin air.
"When did she get here?" Ron asked.
"Boggarts are shape-shifters. They take the shape of whatever a person fears the most", Hermione continued, "That's what makes them so…"
"So terrifying, yes", Lupin said, "Luckily, a very simple charm exists to repel a boggart. Let's practice it now. Without wands, please. After me. Riddikulus!"
The class repeated the spell.
"Very good. A little louder and clearer", Lupin said.
The class repeated the spell again.
"This class is ridiculous", Rosalie heard Draco mutter.
"Well, so much for the easy part. You see, the incantation alone is not enough. What really finishes a boggart is laughter. You need to force it to assume a shape you find truly amusing. Let me explain. Neville, would you join me, please?" Lupin asked.
Neville walked forward, apprehensive.
"Neville, what frightens you most of all?" Lupin asked him.
Neville muttered an answer.
"Sorry?" Lupin said.
"Professor Snape", Neville said louder.
The whole class laughed, including Rosalie.
After prepping Neville, Professor Lupin opened the wardrobe and Rosalie's father stalked out.
"Riddikulus!" Neville shouted and Snape's robes transformed into the most hideous clothes Rosalie had ever seen.
The class started laughing.
"Everyone, form a line!" Lupin told them.
They went down the line until it came down to Rosalie.
Pavarti's Jack-in-the-box transformed into a cloaked figure and Draco.
"AVADA KADAVRA!" the cloaked figure yelled and Draco dropped to the ground dead.
Rosalie was frozen with fear. Her hands covered her mouth and tears filled her eyes. She turned and ran from the classroom. She could hear the real Draco calling her name, but she kept running.