Chapter 19
I do not own Harry Potter in any way.
A/N - Welcome to the last chapter of 3rd year. The next chapter will begin before the Wizarding World Cup. I'm super excited for 4th year. Lots of good Draco/Rosalie moments.
The Christmas holidays passed and much to Rosalie's dismay, Draco hadn't broken up with Pansy like he said he would.
Rosalie had gone back to only speaking to Draco during classes.
"You can't not talk to him forever, Rose", Blaise told her.
"But he told me he loved me, Blaise!" Rosalie snapped.
"Draco's an idiot", Blaise said, "I would never treat you that way".
"Please tell me you're not in love with me", Rosalie whined.
Blaise chuckled and said, "I'm not in love with you Rosalie Snape. I'm just saying that if I was, I wouldn't treat you like Draco is".
"I imagine he's only doing it to please Lucius", Rosalie said.
"But you're Snape's daughter. Lucius couldn't wish for a better match!" Blaise told her.
"I don't even know if I am pureblooded. My father won't tell me who my mother is", she said, "Why do you think I was so worried last year?"
"Draco will come to his senses", Blaise promised her.
"I hope you're right", Rosalie said.
Blaise hoped so too.
Draco had no idea how close he was to losing Rosalie.
Rosalie and Draco sat in Divination together.
Every time Draco tried to talk to her, Rosalie glared at him.
"Broaden your minds. You must look beyond", Trelawney droned on, "The art of crystal gazing is in the clearing of the Inner Eye. Only then can you see. Try again".
"I'd much rather be reading tea leaves again", Rosalie told Draco who gave her a shy smile.
One he only reserved for her.
Trelawney stepped over to Harry and Ron's table. She said something that offended Hermione, who got up and knocked the crystal ball off its stand and stormed from the classroom.
"Girl after my own heart", Rosalie muttered.
That night, Rosalie was strolling the grounds of Hogwarts when she came upon Draco, Theodore, and Crabbe.
"Come to watch?" Draco asked her.
"Watch what?" she asked, "Wait. That's not today is it?" She still couldn't believe that Lucius had sentenced a sweet animal to death just because his son had provoked it. Rosalie turned to walk away and saw Hermione thundering down the hill towards them.
"Ah, look who's here! Come to see the show?" Draco taunted.
"You! You foul, loathsome, evil little cockroach!" Hermione yelled pulling out her wand.
Rosalie whipped hers out and pointed it at Hermione.
The two girls were at a standoff.
"Hermione, come on", Ron said.
"Yeah Hermione. Her father is a teacher", Harry told her.
Rosalie smirked.
Being the daughter of teacher and known Deatheater had its perks.
Hermione lowered her wand and continued down the hill to Hagrid's house.
Rosalie tucked her wand back into her coat.
"Thanks", Draco said.
Rosalie turned to him and said, "Anytime Dray".