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 Posted: Wed Aug 15, 2007 3:08 pm
I have been working on a fanfic about the future Potter and Weasley generation that is mentioned in the epilogue. As I sat down to think about it, I realized that Albus Severus and Rose's first year would probably be done over a hundred times. So I decided to push it a bit further down the time line and write about a later year in Hogwarts. Bear in mind that I am new at writing fanfics, but I always look for constructive criticism. I've yet to complete the first chapter, but these are going to be fairly long chapters.....
Index
Chapter One: Lying, Crying, And A Broomstick
Chapter Two: Year Six
Chapter Three: Professor Lestrange
Chapter Four: Raveclaw VS. Slytherin
Chapter Five: Better Times and Lullabies
Chapter Six: Celebratory Disaster
Chapter Seven: Disappearing Act
Chapter Eight: Abby's Brilliance
Chapter Nine: Mulligan's Pointe
Chapter Ten: Reunite to Fight
Chapter Eleven: Torture and Loss
Chapter Twelve: Shockwave
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Posted: Wed Aug 15, 2007 3:20 pm
Chapter One: Lying, Crying, And A Broomstick
Rose Weasley lay sprawled out on her bed, covers twisted around her like like ropes. One of her legs was hanging off the side of her bed and her hair was covering part of her face. The door to her room creaked open, her mother poking her head inside.
"Rose, are you up?" she asked, looking around the excessively messy bedroom.
Hermione's brown eyes came to rest on her daughter's still sleeping form, causing her to sigh. She opened the door wider and stepped in, "Rose!"
Her voice was a little louder now as she wove her way through the maze of books and clothes. Hermione could only shake her head as she looked on at her daughter.
"Rose!"
She was close to shouting now. Hermione dared to take another step and stumbled over a book. She managed to regain her balance, thankful that no one had seen her trip. She looked at Rose again, now next to the bed.
"Rose!"
The tangled mess of human and blanket came alive, tumbling to the floor. There was groan as Rose raised herself to a sitting position.
"Well it's about time!" exclaimed Hermione, "Get ready, we've got to be at Diagon Alley in an hour!"
Rose rubbed her eyes sleepily, looking at Hermione blankly.
"I'm up, I'm up......Sheesh," she mumbled, detaching the blanket from her legs. "As if an hour isn't plenty of time....."
Hermione shook her head and stumbled out of the bedroom.
"Your letter came by the way..."
Rose yelped with excitement, stumbling over the mess that was her bedroom.
"Get dressed first," Hermione called without turning around.
Rose stopped, almost all the way out the door and turned back. She quickly closed the door to her room and dug through her belongings. After a few moments of digging, Rose retrieved a shirt, put it on, realized it was on backwards, took it off and put it on again. She looked in the mirror, ran a brush through her hair and ran downstairs. She took them as fast as she dared, having almost fallen from the top.
"You're such a klutz Rose," said Hugo, her brother.
He was shoving as much cereal as possible into his mouth as he spoke. Rose wrinkled her nose in disgust as she passed him to fix her own breakfast.
"Shut-up Huey," she retorted, once she wasn't looking at the revolting scene of her brother stuffing his face.
"Your face," he replied lamely, causing Rose to laugh.
"Please, she said, pouring a bowl of cereal for herself, "I've heard better insults from a flobberworm."
Ron Weasley stepped into the room, shaking his head.
"Alright you two," he said, retrieving his wand from the table, "Behave or we won't be taking you along."
Although he didn't mean it, he wasn't that strong into discipline. That was Hermione's department. Rose seated herself across the table from Hugo, spotting a letter. She retrieved, seeing it was for her.
"My Hogwarts letter!" she exclaimed, tearing open the envelope messily and pulling a piece of parchment from it.
"Are you expecting something?" asked Ron, looking at her anxiously read the letter.
She shook her head, looking over the list of books she was to retrieve. Hermione entered the room as Hugo left to put his dirty bowl away.
"Rose, seeing you read that reminds that I never saw your O.W.L. results..." said Hermione, running her fingers through Hugo's hair.
She was attempting to straighten it, but Hugo resisted. As soon as she stepped away, he shook his head, making his hair messy again. Rose dug another piece of parchment from her pocket and handed it to Hermione.
"I was going to show Uncle Harry and Aunt Ginny," she said, looking at Hermione.
Her mother's brown eyes were reading quickly through the results.
"I didn't know you were taking Ancient Runes," said Hermione at last.
Rose shrugged. "It was either that or Divination--and I really would rather not take Divination. Too many bad stories on it...." she replied casually, "But yeah; Ancient Runes, Potions, Herbology, Transfiguration, Charms, Defense Against the Dark Arts, and History of Magic....."
Hermione nodded looking at the paper again. "All O's except for History of Magic. You got an 'E' in it."
Rose nodded, shoving the last of her cereal in her mouth. "Yeah, Al accidentally set some of my notes on fire that's why I got an 'E'," said Rose.
Hermione smiled and handed Rose the parchment. "Very god Rose, I'm proud of you," said Hermione.
Rose smiled back, picking up her bowl. "Thanks Mom," she said as she put the bowl in the sink.
Ron and Hugo re-entered the room, talking animatedly about Quidditch. Rose opened her mouth, about to jump in, but she stopped. She knew her mother disapproved of her playing Quidditch. So she remained silent, making comments in her head.
"Oh, ready to go then?" asked Ron, looking at Hermione. She nodded and looked to Rose. "Got your list?" she asked.
Rose nodded, following Hugo out the door. "All set Mom," she said.
"Good, lets get to Diagon Alley then." Hermione and Ron followed Hugo and Rose, the four of them going to Diagon Alley.
Upon their arrival, a smaller version of Ginny ran to greet them. The only thing that revealed she was not Ginny was the fact that she screamed, "Uncle Ron!" and had whisked Hugo away into Weasley's Wizarding Wheezes. Rose sighed, rolling her eyes. She couldn't ever remember being like that, but then she was completely different than the two of them. Her eyes followed her brother and her cousin as they disappeared into the store. They then landed on Quality Quidditch Supplies with a look of longing flashing briefly across her face. She wanted to go in, but her ever-vigilant mother would most likely notice.
"Hermione?"
Both Rose and Hermione turned around, looking around for whoever had just called for Hermione. Rose looked at the scores of people, slightly confused.
"Oh Rose!"
She looked off to her left and spotted her cousin Albus and his parents. She smiled at them, glad to have some company her own age.
"Thought you were Hermione," said Ginny, "Couldn't see you properly for all the people."
Rose smiled and shrugged. "People make that mistake a lot more now that I'm older...." she said as Hermione smiled knowingly at her.
Many times people had told her how much she resembled her mother and Hermione said it would only get worse as she got older. And here was her proof.
"Lets get this over with...." said Ron, walking towards the closet store--Madam Malkin's. Rose and Albus didn't move.
"But Dad I think my robes from last year still fit!" said Rose.
"Yeah, I haven't grown that much!" Albus put in.
Ron offered Rose a coy smile. "Crookshanks got hold to them last week. Gnome got in the house and that's where they ended up.....In your trunk..." he said.
"And don't be silly Al, you've grown at least two inches...." said Ginny, grabbing him and dragging him into the store. Hermione tugged Rose inside, but with much protesting and arguing.
Half an hour, some pin pricks, and a couple of curses later Rose and Albus were sitting outside Flourish and Blotts. They had been sentenced to the bench for the curses they given Madam Malkin when she pricked them with her needles. But Rose was thankful to be away from her mother so she could finally discuss Quidditch.
"I want a new broom," she said, "My dad's old Cleansweep gave out on me last year...." Rose shuttered at the memory. Plunging through the air from two hundred feet with no means of stopping.
Albus nodded, watching, what looked to be, a couple of first years scramble past to Ollivander's.
"I asked Dad, but he said that Mom would end up getting involved....." Albus nodded again, looking at his cousin. He couldn't restrain the smile that had formed on his lips.
"Guess you'll have to just ride a school broom," he said.
Rose wrinkled her nose in disgust. "That's what I'm dreading...." she replied, "But I can't wait for tomorrow. James and I are going to cream you and Uncle Harry!"
Albus grinned and shook his head. "Fat chance!" Rose laughed and elbowed him lightly. "We'll see who creams who tomorrow...."
"In what?"
Rose jumped up, startled by the sudden appearance of her mother. Rose quickly shook her head.
"Just trying to deflate Al's head. He thinks he's Mr. Almighty at Quidditch," she said, partially lying. Hermione nodded, but Rose wasn't sure she believed her.
"So we're ready to go then?" asked Ron, carrying a stack of books. Rose snatched the top book from the stack and quickly flipped through its pages.
"I guess so..." said Hermione, turning to Harry and Ginny, "Guess we'll see you tomorrow?" Ginny nodded, looking around. "Where are Hugo and Lily?" she asked.
Harry shrugged. "Dunno, she took off just before Ron and Hermione got here," he said.
Rose pointed to Weasley's Wizarding Wheezes. Ginny sighed, rolling her eyes and marching into the store. A few moments later she returned with a hovering Lily and dragging Hugo by his ear. Rose couldn't stiffle a giggle and received a sharp smack to the side of her head from Hermione. She rubbed her cheek, looking at her mother angrily.
"You scratched my cheek!" she exclaimed. Albus laughed at Rose, causing her to elbow his stomach. He glared at her briefly then turned to his father.
"Can we go flying tonight Dad?" he asked.
Harry shook his head. "No, not tonight. Remember our game tomorrow?" he said as he watched Ginny drop Lily next to him. She adjusted her red hair angrily, giving Harry a surprisingly accurate rendition of her mother.
"So, we'll see you tomorrow then?" Hermione and Ron nodded, ushering their two children off. "Tomorrow...."
The next morning Rose found herself being awoken in the same fashion as the previous morning. Her mother shouting her name, her blanket encasing her, and her carpet greeting her.
"Lets go Rose," said Hermione, stumbling around in her still messy bedroom.
"I'm up!" Rose said, trying to pry the blanket from her legs.
Hermione shook her, tripping over a stack of books and landing on Rose's bed. "You should really clean this room Rose, it's far too messy," said Hermione.
Rose nodded, pulling the blanket off her legs and throwing it onto her bed. "Down boy!" she cried as she threw it and stumbled, falling over backwards.
"Ouch!" She giggled and pushed some books aside. "But Mum, my bookshelves are all full...."
Hermione sighed and walked precariously to the door. "Well, maybe that's what you need for you birthday..." she said before turning and walking out the door.
Rose looked around with disdain and stood up, digging out some clothes. She quickly pulled them on and walked out of her bedroom.
As soon as her door opened she was greeted with a rather loud explosion and puff of smoke. She stumbled back, hearing her brother cry out. Rose coughed, waving her hand to try and clear some of the smoke.
"Hugo?" she said as she spotted her brother's form on the ground. He coughed in reply as the smoke finally cleared.
"A Whizz-bang exploded!" he said, climbing to his feet.
Hermione and Ron appeared in the hall. "What happened?" Hermione exclaimed.
"A Whizz-bang exploded in my hands!" Rose suppressed a giggle and picked up an opened box.
"That, uh, wasn't a Whizz-bang Huey," she said, "It's an Explouder. 'Guaranteed to embarrass your enemies'. It comes in several varieties; Smoke Puff, Boil Blaster, Ugly Gusher, Bogey Burst, Color Comet, Hairy Splasher, and Stink Bomber...." Rose wrinkled her nose and looked at her brother. "Looks like you got Smoke Puff and you got pranked by Uncle George....." she said as a slip of paper fell from the box. "'Hope you like the new items, they work good don't they? Uncle George."
Hugo groaned and shook his head. "Now he's one up on me!" he exclaimed.
Rose smiled and handed the box to Hermione. "Maybe you should call off the war, for the sake of school?" she suggested as she walked down the stairs.
Hugo scowled at her and turned to Hermione. "Get it off Mum!" he said, desperately trying to wipe the blackness away, but to no avail.
Hermione looked at him, half amused. "Hold still.....Scourgify!.....Wha--?"
As she cast the charm to clean Hugo's face, the black only got darker. She tried once more, making it even darker. Hermione scowled and looked at the box.
"Great, there aren't any instructions.....Ron, take him to see your brother, now!" she said loudly, clearly frustrated.
Ron couldn't help a grin. "George outwitted you again?" he asked, taking Hugo and leading him away.
"Just take him and meet us at Harry and Ginny's later!" she barked, making Ron and Hugo both jump. Ron nodded and Disapparated with Hugo.
Hermione walked into the living room where Rose was sitting.
"Lets go Rose," she said, "Ron and Hugo are meeting us there...."
Rose stood up, nodding. Hermione took her arm and they Disapparated as well, but heading in a different direction. When they arrived at their destination Rose stumbled, gasping.
"Now I know what James meant!" she said, regaining her balance.
Ginny opened the door before Hermione could knock. "Where's Ron and Hugo?" she asked, allowing them passage into the house.
"Hugo had an........incident," said Hermione.
Ginny raised her eyebrows and grinned. "Albus, James, and Harry are out back if you want to join them Rose...." she said.
Rose nodded eagerly and ran out the back door. Albus and James were zooming around in the sky and Harry was sitting in a chair, holding a pair of brooms.
"Ready then Rose?" he said as Rose came up beside him.
She nodded, taking a broom from him and shot into the air. Harry came up beside her, holding a ball.
"First to thirty wins?" he said as James an Albus leveled with them. They all nodded, James looking at the sky above. It was gray and gloomy looking.
"Me and Dad and you James then?" said Albus pulling up beside his father.
Rose nodded as a clap of thunder sounded overhead.
"What's a little rain then?" said James as if he were daring it to rain, "It'll probably help our chances...."
Rose grinned at him and jumped as another clap of thunder roared overhead.
"Okay, lets see who takes possession first..."
James and Albus met each other in the air.
"I'm thinking of a number.....between one and fifteen....." said Harry, as the first few drops of rain came down from the sky.
"Twelve."
"Three."
Harry grinned and tossed Rose the ball.
"It was six, they get it first...." said Harry.
Rose looked at James as he fell back. "Lets win this then!" she said as she tossed him the ball.
Half an hour, several scores later, and a shower later, the score was tied at twenty-one to twenty-one. Already it had began to pour down even both, soaking the four of them to the bone. Rose had the ball again, rushing forward to score. She dodged Harry with the help of a gust of wind.
"You'll have to do better than that Uncle Harry!" she said, looking over her shoulder.
"Rose!"
She turned around in time to collide with Albus. They both tumbled from their brooms from ten feet in the air. They dropped into a mud puddle, spluttering and coughing. Albus was laughing as Rose climbed to her feet.
"Rose Weasley!"
Though her back was to the house, Rose knew exactly who had screamed her name. Slowly she turned around, clearly distraught. She looked at her mother, with a look of shame.
"What the bloody hell were you doing!?" shouted Hermione.
Rose spit out a mouthful of dirty water in reply as Ginny burst from the house.
"I'm sorry Rose...I--I tried to stop her....." she said, standing a little bit behind Hermione.
Hermione's face grew red and she turned to storm into the house.
As Rose moved to follow, Ron and Hugo appeared.
"Happy Birthday Rosie!" said Ron, holding out a new broom.
Rose sighed with dismay.
"Ronald!" screamed Hermione.
Ron and Rose flinched. "You mean to tell me you've been helping her play Quidditch behind my back!?"
No no one dared say anything, which made Hermione storm off into the house.
Rose grudgingly followed, stopping at her aunt.
"I'm sorry Rose, I tried...." she said, placing a hand on Rose's shoulder.
Rose offered a strained smile. "It's alright. She was bound to find out one day anyways," said Rose.
Ginny offered her a reassuring smile as Rose walked into the house. As soon as the door closed, Hermione grabbed her shoulders and they Apparated back to their house. Rose collapsed on the floor, not really caring right this minute.
"Rose I can't believe you!" said Hermione fiercely, "What were you thinking? Playing Quidditch behind my back......"
Rose was silent, not sure of what to say. "You could've been hurt!"
Rose stood up looking at Hermione. "I wasn't going to get hurt! I've been playing since my second year!"
Immediately after she said that she knew it wasn't smart. Hermione's mouth dropped open.
"What!?"
Rose decided there was no turning back now. "Yeah, and I'm a ruddy good Chaser at that! It hasn't affected my studies so I don't know what you're on about!?" said Rose loudly.
Hermione's face was red and her mouth was hanging open. "I will not be spoken to in that manner young lady!" she said, "You.....Your Quidditch days are.....are over!"
Rose's mouth dropped open, water dripping from her chin and hair. "What? That's not fair!"
She stopped talking and pushed past her mother.
"I'm not you so quit trying to make me like that!" she shouted, storming to her bedroom.
Hermione was angry, but taken aback.
"I can't believe anyone thinks I'm just like you!"
Hermione's mouth was hanging open, a little hurt from Rose's remarks. Had she really tried to make Rose just like her?
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Posted: Thu Aug 23, 2007 11:40 am
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Posted: Sun Sep 02, 2007 10:16 am
Chapter Two: Year Six
Rose had gotten onto the Hogwarts express without so much as a glance in Hermione's direction. She had even given Ron a hug just before she quickly boarded, leaving Hermione standing there with tears in her eyes. And now, ten minutes into the journey, she was leaning against the window in complete silence. Her best friend, Abby Finnegan, had tired to extract the information from her, but to no avail. She'd only receive shrugs from Rose and an occasional wistful look.
"Come on Rosie," said Abby, "I haven't seen you this wound up since you were separated from your cousin at the sorting...."
Rose looked at her, still silent.
"Yeah Rose," Teegan Longbottom piped up, "Buck up, we're going back to Hogwarts!"
Rose only shrugged, looking back out the window. "I appreciate the support guys, but there's nothing you can do," she said, looking at her friends, "You weren't there, so you wouldn't understand."
Abby frowned and looked at Teegan, who shrugged in reply. He elbowed the boy next to him, making him drop his broomstick book.
"What?" he snapped, but quickly recoiled from the dirty look Abby gave him. "Come on Rose," he said, "We're going stomp Slytherin this year!"
Rose half way smiled. Her father did give her the new broomstick, when Hermione hadn't been around. It was tucked safely away, so nothing would damage it.
"Guess you're right Tommy," she said finally, "Rachel said she has an awesome strategy this year."
Tommy Jordan nodded, picking his book back up. Rose sighed, looking at Abby.
"I just wish my mom would be there to watch us trounce them...." she said quietly, "But at the same time I don't want her to be...."
Abby shrugged, unable to give her an answer. "I can't tell you what to do, I've never had this problem with my parents..." she said.
"Anything from the trolley dears?"
The four of them jumped as the old lady who pushed the candy cart poked her head inside their compartment. Tommy was the first to recover, yanking money from his pocket.
"Chocolate Frog, packet of Droobles, and a Pumpkin Pasty."
The lady exchanged his money for his desired candy and turned to Teegan.
"Two licorice wands please," he said timidly, holding out his money.
Abby got a pack of Bertie Bott's Every Flavor Beans and Rose got a Chocolate Frog and Treacle Tart. Tommy had finished his candy before Rose had even opened her Chocolate Frog.
"Oh I can't wait for the feast!" he exclaimed, as Rose bit off the head of her frog.
"You're like my dad," said Rose through a mouthful of chocolate, "He eats anything in sight and is still hungry afterwards."
Tommy shrugged, getting his book back out. "So? I'm a growing guy, I need plenty of food," he replied, looking at his book.
Rose rolled her eyes, finishing her Chocolate Frog. The only books Tommy Jordan had ever dared to touch were those with 'Quidditch' in the name. But at least he was reading so he wouldn't fail his classes. Rose looked back out the window, watching the scenery fly by. She sighed and looked at Abby, about to say something when the compartment door flew open. Scorpius Malfoy stood there, sneering at the four of them. A couple of his friends stood behind him, all sneering at them as well.
"So you're still coming to Hogwarts then?" Scorpius spat at Rose.
Rose rolled her eyes, trying to ignore Scorpius. He was quite annoying and she knew he was only trying to start something. Ever since she had knocked him off his broom in third year he had made a point to annoy her all he could. He was only being a sore loser and she knew it.
"I thought you might not be coming back after your little fiasco in Diagon Alley," he said, his sneer growing.
Rose snapped her head around, glaring at him. How did he know about that?
"Not that it's any of your business Malfoy," she spat at him, "Now get out."
"I thought your poor little family was going to embarrass themselves out of the wizarding world," he said, ignoring Rose..
Rose swallowed trying to remain calm. He hadn't done anything except try and annoy her. But he was getting pretty good at that.
"Get out, now!" she said, her voice getting louder.
It seemed that Malfoy was ignoring her and was purposely doing it. She could feel her ears burning from both embarassment and anger.
"And your little mudbl--
"Don't you dare!" Rose screamed, jumping to her feet and drawing her wand.
She pointed it straight at his nose, glaring at him. He sneered at her, not daring to say anything, in case she threw a spell at him. Abby had stood by this time, placing her hand on Rose's elbow.
"Rosie, no," she whispered, "He isn't worth it...."
Slowly Rose lowered her wand and moved to get back into her seat, trying to ignore that he had almost called her mother a mudbllod. She may have fought with her, but she wouldn't stand for anyone to bad-mouth her or her mother.
"I knew you wouldn't do it," Scorpius sneered, "You're just like your mudblood mot--OW!"
Rose had turned and slugged him across his nose, sending him staggering a couple steps. Scorpius cradled his bloddy nose, glaring at Rose.
"Just wait until the headmaster hears about this!" he snapped, "I'll get you for this, count on it!"
Scorpius and his friends stalked away, leaving Rose and her friends to stare after them. Her hands were balled into fists and were trembling. Abby pulled her back into her seat.
"Calm down Rosie," she said, "You're too jumped up..."
Teegan and Tommy were staring at Rose, startled and amused at what had just happened. they were unsure of what to say, but Tommy decided he'd break the silence.
"Man Rose," he said, "You'd make one heck of a Beater!"
Everyone stared at him a moment and then started laughing. It seemed that the moment had gone almost completely over his head.
"Look!" said Teegan, "There's Hogwarts!"
Teegan pointed out the window at their school coming up fast. Everyone looked, staring at the huge structure that had called home for several months out of the year.
Rose and Abby were seated at the Ravenclaw table, enjoying the feast that they always did at the first night there. Teegan and Tommy were seated at the Gryffindor table, stuffing themselves as boys always did.
"Attention students!" called out Headmistress McGonagall, "We have a new addition to staffing this year." She paused, letting everyone focus their attention on her. "Mr. Weasley that is not what you use spaghetti noodles for!"
The Great Hall erupted in laughter, everyone looking at Hugo Weasley as he set some of his noodles back on his plate. Rose could only roll her eyes at her brother. he was so immature sometimes.
"Now, I am sorry to say that Professor Destin has resigned," McGonagall continued, "He feels it's time he he settled down...."
"Yeah in the crazy wing at St. Mungo's....." Rose heard someone whisper.
"So please welcome Professor Caterina Lestrange. I'm sure you will be looking forward to what she has to offer in Defense Against the Dark Arts..."
Rose looked at the indicated professor and studied her. Lestrange? That sounded awfully familiar. She studied that dark haired professor a moment more, before she noticed she was studying the Gryffindor table.
"Why is she studying the Gryffindor table like that?" Rose whispered to Abby, keeping her eyes on Lestrange.
"Who knows?" Abby whispered back, "Maybe she's studying faces to familiarize herself with the students?"
"Maybe...."
Rose spooned a bite of food into her mouth. She would have to take some time to do some research on her. She felt another wave of sadness as she realized; she wouldn't be writing to her mother for help.
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Posted: Thu Sep 27, 2007 6:00 am
hmm...it was really good
i didn't really find anything that would need changing
i really like the idea of rose's double-life
overall a very good chapter
there will be more right?
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Posted: Sat Dec 29, 2007 9:57 am
Chapter Three: Professor Lestrange
By the time the feast was over, Rose had already retired to the Ravenclaw common room. Her thoughts on the new professor had vanished and been replaced with ones of her earlier quarrel with Hermione. She had tried to push the thoughts away and stop dwelling on what had been done, but she just couldn't. She couldn't seem to bring herself to get over what she had said to her mother. She felt bad, relieved, and upset all at the same time.
Rose had been sitting in the common when Abby had come to join her. They had a brief conversation before trudging off to their dorm. Abby had been careful to avoid the touchy subject of Rose's fight and tried to cheer her by talking about their classes. Though Rose still remained in a state of depression, only nodding and sighing to answer Abby. She could tell Abby was getting really frustrated and suggested they go to bed to get an early start the next morning. Abby had hastily agreed, probably hoping Rose's mood would improve with a good night's sleep.
The following morning, Rose was still a little depressed, but making an effort to overcome it. Abby felt a little better by seeing this and tried to keep her in good spirits. By the time they reached breakfast, Rose's bad mood seemed to have vanished.
"I wonder if Scorpius has told on me yet?" Rose asked as she and Abby seated themselves for breakfast.
"I wouldn't put it past him," Abby replied, "But he probably told some one-sided story so you'd get into even more trouble."
Rose nodded, placing a few sausages on her plate. She speared one with her fork and held it up to her mouth. She bit it and looked across the hall at the Gryffindor table. Her brother was already there, laughing and joking with Marty Wood. She shook her head and took another bite of her sausage. Hugo had always been an early riser, unlike her friends it seemed. Neither Teegan nor Tommy were at the table. They were probably still in bed, sound asleep.
"Look, the schedules!" Abby exclaimed, as a horde of owls swooped down on the students, dropping rolls of parchment to each student.
Rose and Abby stretched out their arms and received their schedules, tearing into them hastily. Rose scanned hers quickly, taking in every detail.
Charms - 10:30
Potions - 11:30
Lunch - 12:15
Transfiguration - 1:45
Defense Against the Dark Arts - 2:30
Ancient Runes - 3:30
Dinner - 6:00
Abby leaned over, glancing at Rose's schedule.
"Got quite a gap between Ancient Runes and dinner," she said, "Must be a free period."
"Nope, Quidditch try-outs," Rose said, showing her the other parchment, "They start at four and will probably last a good while."
Abby nodded, looking at her schedule and then at Rose's again.
"Wonder what the boys' schedule is?" she asked, "Probably detention straight off...."
Both girls giggled, knowing that the two boys would end up being late to class and getting detention. It had been happening since their third year and had become almost routine.
CONT...
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