Chapter Ten

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When they parted with Tom, he being a Syltherin

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When they parted with Tom, he being a Syltherin. The welcoming was something that Rosalie had not expected. With her holding the golden egg, people around her cheering. Both Fred and George lifted her up to sit on their shoulders.

They decided to play along.

"We knew you wouldn't die Rose." George stated laughing.

"Lose a leg." Fred continued.

"Or an arm." George stated next. Rosalie lifting an eyebrow at the pair.

"Pack it in altogether." Fred said.

"NEVER!" The pair cried happily, as Rosalie shook her head.

"Go on Rosalie, what's the clue?" Seamus asked the girl.

"Who wants me to open it? You want me to open it?" Rosalie asks playing nice with the backstabbers. Everyone cheers in excitement and Rosalie opens the egg, and a loud horrific screech comes out, she closes it again.

"What the bloody hell was that?" They heard Ronald say. Rosalie looks in his direction, along with Fred and George.

"Alright everyone, go back to your knitting. This is gonna be uncomfortable enough without all you nosey sods listening in." Fred states. Everyone groans before leaving the room, the twins hiding on the staircase to be at the ready, if anything goes down.

"I reckon you'd have to be barking mad to put your own name in the goblet of fire." Ronald states.

"Caught on have you." Rosalie says, rolling her eyes.

"Wasn't just me who thought you'd done it. Everyone was saying it behind your back." Ronald scoffs.

"Brilliant. That makes me feel loads better." Rosalie replies every inch of it laced with sarcasm.

"At least I warned you about the dragons." Ronald whispered.

Rosalie blinked before she laughed loudly. "Hagrid warned me about the dragons." Rosalie stated. "You coming up to me with Hermione as your own personal owl, isn't warning me. That's you being a dick." Rosalie continued. "Hagrid started the message chain, you just joined in. Telling me about the dragons, would be you actually coming up to my face and telling me."

"No, I did. Don't you remember? I told Hermione to tell you that Seamus told me that Parvati told Dean that Hagrid was looking for you. Seamus never actually told me anything, so it was really me all along. I thought you'd be alright, you know, after you figured that out." Ronald stated.

Rosalie blinked, complete shock. How anyone could be this stupid was beyond her. "Who could possibly figure that out? That's completely mental." Rosalie stated, shaking her head.

"Yeah, it is isn't it. Suppose I was a bit distraught." Ronald whispered. Making it all about him.

"Oh, for the love of." Rosalie started before taking a breath and calming herself. "I'm done, just stay away from me and don't help me with anything." Rosalie said before turning away and going to her dorm. "Goodnight Fred, goodnight George."

"Goodnight Princess." 

From years four to seven, sat every student of Gryffindor. Rosalie sitting with all the girls, the twins across from her poking faces at her as McGonagall spoke. They were trying to get her to laugh but were not succeeding.

She lived with Kol Mikaelson, of course she wasn't going to laugh.

"The yule ball has been a tradition of the tri-wizard tournament since its inception. On Christmas eve night we and our guests gather in the great hall for well-mannered frivolity. As representatives of the host school I expect each and every one of you to put your best foot forward, and I mean this literally because the yule ball is first and foremost... a dance." McGonagall says. Groans emerge from the boys who are listening on. The girls seem a lot more excited.

Rosalie included as she thought of dancing the night away with Tom.

"Silence. The house of Godric Gryffindor has commanded the respect of the wizarding world for nearly ten centuries. I will not have you in the course of a single evening besmirching that name by behaving like a babbling, bumbling band of baboons." McGonagall said with a stern expression.

"Try saying that five times faster." Fred whispered to his brother. Rosalie smirked as she watched the pair try.

They almost had her laughing. They pouted.

"Now to dance is to let the body breathe, inside every girl a secret swan slumbers longing to burst forth and take flight." McGonagall says passionately. All the girls swoon hearing these words. "Inside every boy is a lordly lion prepared to prance. Mr Weasley, will you join me. And Miss Potter, I have asked Lord Slytherin to join us, he only accepted if he was to dance with you, so up you get." McGonagall ordered.

Ronald stands nervously, while Rosalie smiles brightly at Tom. The two join and begin to dance. Everyone in the room was watching in awe as they watched Tom and Rosalie dance. It was as though they were made for each other.

The pair had even made McGonagall stop in her teaching as she watched them. Rosalie moved with perfect steps in time with Tom, both never taking their eyes off each other. A smile so bright on Rosalie's face as he lifted her in the air. Gasps of shock seeing them move.

Fred and George took their chance and made their way over to the girls they loved and asked them to dance, with the music going faster the two boys led their dance partners to the floor. Rosalie and Tom continue to move together smiling happily.

The music and laughter reached the halls where others came to watch. McGonagall seeing all of them welcomed them inside the hall, Hogwarts transforming the room into a bigger ballroom to accommodate everyone.

Students of all houses and ages, joined in the dance, following Tom and Rosalie's leads. Seeing as those two were pretty much dancing better then half of them.  

With a smile on her face. McGonagall could not help but let a tear fall down her face. "Lily, James, you would be so proud of the woman she has grown to be." She whispered before Fred came over and asked her to dance.

"Come on Minnie, no lady should be left alone when there is a dance." Fred exclaimed before dancing with the Professor. Who enjoyed every moment with all her cubs. 

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