Serpintine Rose

Laying on the cold cobble of the Astronomy tower with a wand pointed in my face. What do you do when the person behind the wand is the person you'd take a spell and unforgiveable curse for? He gave a whole new meaning to betrayal.

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9. God save the poor souls I live with

 

*****Kingsley POV**********

I was mentally slapping myself as I ran up the stairs to get out of the basement. Why did I have to talk to a Slytherian?!? Oh dear god....What is Fred gunna scream at me? Well at least he can't beat the crap out of a girl.Unless Ro makes the team for Quittach. I really hope she isnt any good. Not that I hope that but well Madame Pompfey is bussy enough and she really hates the Quittach accidents. I shivered as I climbed the changing stairs to the secret door near the Gryffindor common room. It gets us out of this dark creepy place. I hear voices, a smooth British accent I honestly hoped would POOF before they noticed me. Draco and Snape were talking. I couldn't hear, but damn I wanna know!! I slid closer and from behind me a pale cold hand grabbed my shoulder.

"Miss O'Galleger, Would you like to explain to me why you were evesdropping? Where is that you were coming from?" His black eyes glared back into mine.

"Just escorting the new student to her dorms Sir. I had no intention of listening but seeing as you ARE at the door to the Gryffindor stairs I did need to pass." Snapes pale face grinned into a sneer that seemed to scar his face.

"Well you have detention with me tomorrow, and so does the new student, Mr. Malfoy you and I will continue our conversations tomorrow, without open ears. To bed now both of you." With a pointed look he through his black robes back and strode down the dark hallway. Malfoy turned away and moved down the stairs I left Rose at. I hope I didnt send her straight into the snakes mouth. I jogged up the stairs and told the fat lady the password. I burst frantically into the large red and gold room. A red head seemed to be asleep in one of thje plush chairs surrouning the fire place. I reconized the twin imidetly.

"Fred!" I called. The twin jolted awake and stood up, smashing his head on a shelf in the process.

"Bloody Hell, What King!? Its like 5 in the morning!" He rubbed a hand over his head.

"Sorry but its importent" I pleaded. He narrowed his eyes at me

"Fine 5 minutes!" He grumbled at me. Quickly I told him all that today had brought. Fred stood up and began to pace the room his face took on a red that rivialed his hair.

"YOU JUST HAD TO BE BLOODY NICE TO THE SLYTHERIN HUH? DON'T BOTHER TO THINK ABOUT HOW IT WILL AFFECT ANYONE ELSE!?" Fred hissed angrily at me.

"Fred, What are you talking about?" I question his outburst. Clearly still upset Fred shook his head and walked up the boys side. Sputtering curses all the way. I stood there dazed at what just happened, Fred never got mad at me. I sat on the couch, actually plopped onto the red couch and stared into the fire. What did I just do?

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