"Her story is not just crimson pomegranates,
All of the splendor of spring bends to her will.
But this floral maiden also sends shudders of fear,
With one delicate footstep through all of hell."
"She reigns over the birth of flowers and gentle bei...
(Everything will be mostly from the books, but some scenes will be from the movie. Maybe. I prefer the books.)
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Persephone POV
I was so excited for Hogwarts. Who wouldn't be? It was a frickin' magic school! Wow! I was a witch, an actual witch! Yay me! Linking my arm with Draco, I pushed my trolley in to the barrier. I opened my eyes to see another platform. Yes! I made it! I wasn't a fake! I wasn't a mistake!
I was trying to go as Aunt Petunia was coddling me and was telling me do's and don'ts. "Don't get into trouble. There's nothing wrong with being curious but be cautious. Make lots of friends. Focus on your studies. Don't be a workaholic, just study enough to help you pass exams. And NO PRANKS." she said. "Fine!" I groaned dramatically. "Now go on, I'll miss you." Aunt Petunia said smiling sadly. "I'll miss you too, Aunt Tuney. Love ya ." I smiled pressing a kiss to her cheeks.
I boarded the train with Draco and sat in a completely empty compartment. Pushing my trunk below the berth, I sat on my seat. I brought Cinnamon out of his cage and he flew and sat on Draco's head. "Get that beast of my head!" he shrieked. "Cinny, come here please. " I said giggling at Draco. Cinny flew and sat on my lap. "I named him because he likes Cinnamon rolls. He is so cute. " I cooed. "How you find that monster cute, I will never understand." Draco said, eyeing Cinny with disgust.
"That's because you don't have taste, Dray darling." I said with a sweet smile. "Hey! I have very good taste." he said with a frown. "Can I sit here?" A voice said.
"Rosie!" "Siph!" Rosella exclaimed happily. "I expected you at the sorting, but didn't really think I'd see you here." Rose said as she settled down down beside me. "Well here I am!" I said. "Who is she?" Draco asked eyeing Rose up and down. "I met her at Diagon Alley. This is Rosella..... I-don't-know-her-last-name." I realised. " Potter. Rosella Potter." Rose said. "You're hanging out with a blood traitor!" Draco spat with disgust.
"Draco, that's mean." I narrowed my eyes at him dangerously. He gulped. "Well fine. But I'm not friends with her, if Father asks. "
"Don't worry, I'd rather kiss a skunk than be friends with a Malfoy. " Rose sneered. "Wow, am I the only one who doesn't know what's going on?" I said bluntly.
Suddenly the compartment door opened and a boy with messy black hair and a freckled, gangly red-headed boy opened the door. "You know, Rosie, Mum told you to stick together, not ditch me as soon as they were out of..... sight." The black haired boy trailed off as he saw me, eyeing me up and down as he tousled his hair and said with a cocky smirk, "Hey, I'm Harry Potter." "Will you stop your flirting and sit?" Rose rolled her eyes heavily.
Harry stuck her tongue out at Rose and he squeezed in between me and Rose. I stared at the boy beside me. First he interrupts and pleasant conversation (partly) then he flirts with me and then he stuffs in beside me. The nerve of him!
"See something you like? You could always take a picture, you know. It lasts longer." He smirked. I gaped at the confidence that seemed to ooze of him. I blinked and pressed my face to the window, as an attempt to not lose temper.
