The Dark Prince

Chapter Nine

The picture is of Rose! I found Camilla Belle to be perfect as her. Enjoy :)

Rose's Point of View

I sat quietly in the Slytherin common room, flipping aimlessly through my potions text book. How could anyone find this subject even slightly amusing? I thought to myself, sighing. Just then, I looked up to see a familiar face sotrming in through the doorway and approach me.

"Rose, I need to speak with you ... privately", Draco hissed, grabbing me by the arm.

I looked around the room, there was nobody else in here aside from myself. I wondered why he  insisted on even more privacy?

"Draco don't be silly, just talk to me here. Theres not another soul around", I said airily.

"Look Blackburn, when I say privately I mean it. Now follow me."

I rolled my eyes and stood up abruptly, being dragged along by Draco. I was very taken aback by his bluntness, not that it wasn't common in a Malfoy, its just that we had'nt ever spoken since coming to Hogwarts in our first year.

"Might I ask where exactly we're headed to?" I asked, getting annoyed with his silence.

"No need to worry, I just have a little conversation I'll be needing to have with - "

"Rosetta Blackburn?", an unfamiliar male voice called from behind us.

I spun around, tearing my arm away from Draco's possessive grip. Harry Potter? What on earth would he want to ask me for? We only had defense against the dark arts together first period, and we didn't even speak to eachother!

"Yes, Potter?" I may as well be polite. If I had ignored him who knows where Draco would've lead me to...

"Professor Snape wanted me to fetch you for him. He wants to speak to you at this moment. If you could?-"

"Fuck off Potter, Snape doesn't give a rat's ass about Rosetta. And I'm sure as hell by that red colour coming to your cheeks you know as well as I do how pathetic of a liar you are", Draco snapped.

He reached for my arm but I slapped away his hand.

"Draco, you aren't a mind reader. I highly doubt a Gryffindor would go out of their way to find a Slytherin to pass on a message unless they had to."

"I-I just... could you please come, Rosetta? I've got a load of work to do and this really wasn't planned to take long", Harry continued, looking flustered. I sighed pitifully and began walking towards Potter, giving Malfoy a look of disdain as I turned my back to him.

"I'll be seeing you tomorrow then, Rose?", Malfoy asked - more like stated though, he simply said it in a suggestive tone to make it seem less ominous.

"No thanks, I've actually got quite a busy day tomorrow, Malf."

He scowled and stomped off past us, clearly furious that his little scheme (whatever it was) hadn't gone as planned. Ah, well. I raised an eyebrow as he shouldered Potter while walking past him. I'd never noticed before how juvenile Draco Malfoy really was.

"Shall we?", Harry asked, running a hand through is dark brown hair.

I hesitated, then nodded once. "Sure, you are only escorting me to Professor Snape anyways."

Harry's Point of View

Goodness, Rose was absolutely stunning! Not nearly as pretty as Catherine, though. Rose had a more mysterious beauty about her, the way her chocolate brown eyes smouldered and her jet black waves cascaded down her back. I almot lost my train of thought staring at her pouty lips when she reminded me of my mission.