There once was a girl.
She was sweet like a baby.
But you fucked her up.
Made her think she was crazy.
I'm that girl.
But I look different lately.
Cos now I'm a monster.
The monster you made me.
- Chloe Adams.
Magical Luck has changed, Magical Luck...
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Once, twice, it's too late now, I ain't listening To your lies, and it's time to escape, aye Like a bird, I'mma fly away Never gonna see me again On the plane drinking chardonnay Nothing up ahead but the wind Bye baby, bye baby Nothing you can do to make me stay Like a bird, I'mma fly away, I'mma fly away, aye, aye
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Rosalie was quick to go to her room, grabbing the daft blubbering rat. Having that stupid woman try and scare her, because of Dumbledore's control on her, she followed her role. But Rosalie she could not help but feel angered, frustrated. She's a kid, whose being used in an old fool's game, a game that he created so he could be powerful once more. Looking at the rat with a sneer, the young Mikaelson hissed. "Plans unfortunately for you Pettigrew are to move forward." She growled, her eyes glowing gold, as she goes down the stairs. The daft things moving every time she was about to get off. They were acting as a defense to stop her from really leaving the school grounds.
"You meddlesome fool." Rosalie whispered. She looked up to see all the portraits watching her closely. A gleam in their painted eyes. "If you don't mind, I have to speak with Professor Lupin, I have no intention of leaving the school grounds. Why you would think that is beyond me." She stated looking at all of them. Of course she did want to leave, but she was a Mikaelson, and she knew how to lie.
