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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But it feels like an eternity Since I had you here with me Since I had to learn to be Someone you don't know To be with you in paradise What I wouldn't sacrifice Why'd you have to chase the light Somewhere I can't go?
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When they parted with Tom, who was a Slytherin, Rosalie experienced a welcoming she had not expected. Holding the golden egg, she felt a surge of joy and disbelief as the crowd erupted in cheers around her. Both Fred and George lifted her up to sit on their shoulders, and Rosalie's heart soared, the excitement and warmth of the moment making her forget, just for a moment, the tension of the day.
They decided to play along, exchanging knowing glances as the group's laughter bubbled up around them.
"We knew you wouldn't die, Rose," George said with a booming laugh, giving her a cheeky wink.
"Maybe just lose a leg," Fred continued, nudging George with an exaggeratedly solemn face.
"Or an arm," George added, grinning broadly at Rosalie, who arched an eyebrow at the pair, her lips twitching with reluctant amusement.
"Or just pack it in altogether," Fred said, throwing up his hands in mock despair.
"NEVER!" Fred and George cried in perfect harmony, grinning from ear to ear as Rosalie shook her head, a smile breaking through her exasperation.
"Go on, Rosalie, what's the clue?" Seamus asked eagerly, leaning in with a wide grin, his eyes shining with anticipation.
Rosalie forced a smile, masking her irritation at their earlier betrayal, before addressing the group. "Who wants me to open it? You want me to open it?" she asked, playing nice with the backstabbers. The room erupted with cheers of excitement. As she opened the egg, a piercing, metallic screech echoed through the room, making everyone flinch and clutch their ears as Rosalie slammed the egg shut, the sound still reverberating in their heads.
