Rose Weasley, the daughter of Molly and Arthur Weasley and the twin sister of Ginny Weasley. What happens when she goes to Hogwarts, will she get in the same house as the rest of her family. Will she make friends, do good in classes, and survive the...
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It has been about a month since my friends have found out about me and Draco being friends. And it has been living hell. They never talk to me, and if they look at me it's usually just a glare or an eye roll. I am going insane. And another thing is that they have told the entire school so when ever I am walking in the hall people, specifically Gryffindors, they just glare at me. And Slytherins have been probably the worst of it all. They have been beating me and calling me names like 'bitch', 'slut', and 'whore'. I have never been called those words before and it sounded foreign. I hated it.
I can't go a day without a beating and cursing. And Draco has been trying to help but I don't want him to get involved. I couldn't live with myself if he got hurt.
Whenever I see Kira in the dorm, which is only when we sleep and get ready, she always glares daggers at me. I always feel uncomfortable when I am around Kira now. She is supposed to be my best friend!
Even the professors have noticed that I have been skipping classes to avoid a beating in the hall. But it's not like I will be missing anything, for once I thank Percy. The professors try to talk to me whenever I do get enough courage to walk to a classroom. No wonder I wasn't in Gryffindor. I'm a coward. But whenever they try to talk to me, I just push them away and say it's nothing.
Today we had potions then herbology, transfiguration, and finally we had charms. I really wanted to go to classes so I wouldn't get freaking expelled. So I did, but I was extremely scared of what would happen today.
Surprisingly, I made it to potions, herbology, and transfiguration safely. But charms was a different story.
I was walking out of McGonagall's classroom when I saw my worst enemy. Especially now.
"Hey bitch! You thought that you could escape us!!" Parkinson shouted. Crabbe and Goyle were behind her. I gulped.
"Get over here you slut!!" She screamed pointing to the ground next to her. I just stood there.
Then my legs started moving. I started sprinting the other way, away from Professor Flitwick's classroom. Parkinson and her beaters were running after me, Parkinson yelling curse words at me as we ran.
My bag was slowly me down so I threw it to the ground and I could here the sound of ink bottles breaking and quills being snapped on the hard ground.
Tears started streaming down my face, my flame red hair sticking to my cheeks. I deserve this. I am a bitch. I am a slut. I am a whore. I repeated in my head over and over as I ran away.
"Get over here you slutty bitch!!" Parkinson shouted. I looked over my shoulder to see Parkinson extremely sweaty, but she looked determined so she kept running.
I was lost in my thoughts as a slammed into someone. I gasped. Breathing hard, I looked up to see a person I didn't feel like seeing right now.
"Sorry Ro." Draco said holding out a hand for me to take. I just pushed his hand away, I saw a look of hurt and confusion on his face.
"Ro are you oka-" He started but I just sprinted away. I looked over my shoulder to see Draco really worried for me. I stopped. I looked past him to see Parkinson still sprinting after me with Crabbe and Goyle at her side.
"Get over here!!! You whore!!!" Crabbe shouted. They ran past Draco not even acknowledging him. His eyes widened. He sprinted after his old friends. They ran after me, I started sprinting out toward Hagrid's hut.
The tears spilled even more as I ran.
"You bitch get over here!!!" Goyle shouted. I continued to run.
"Parkinson stop!!" Draco shouted. We all stopped and looked over our shoulders to see a panting Draco.
"No!! Why are you friends with this slut!!! She just wants to be with you to snog you!!!" She screeched. She then stomped toward me. I stumbled back, but because of my luck. I tripped and fell on my back. I winced.
"This is what you get you whore!" She yelled. She then raised her fist. I could hear Draco running towards us.
"Parkinson sto-" he started but it was cut off by a cry.
Parkinson raised her fist, not baring to listen to Draco. She then punched me with all her might, right in the nose. I winced and held my nose. I felt the blood pouring out of nostrils. She then punched me in the eye. I cried out in pain. Finally she kicked me in the stomach. That had done it, I leaned over to my side and puked a ton of bloody. I could see her smirk with glee and accomplishment. I whimpered.
"PARKINSON!!!" Draco started. Draco sprinted up to us and pushed Parkinson out of the way. He bent down to where I was laying with barely any energy.
"Hey, it's okay. I'll get you to the hospital wing." He said about to pick me up but I stopped him.
"I- I'm fine. I don't need to go to the hospital wing. I- I'm fi- fine..." I trailed off. Then everything went black.
Draco's POV:
"I- I'm fine. I don't need to go to the hospital wing. I- I'm fi- fine..." Rose trailed of. I gulped. She then passed out.
"Rose?!" I said shaking her lightly. She didn't respond. I started picking her up bridal style but then I stopped and gently set her back down.
I then went up to Parkinson. I slapped her hard across the face. She winced and had a huge red mark where I hit her. She looked at me like I was crazy.
I went back to Rose and gently picked her up and carried her up to the hospital wing.
Once we got there Madame Pomfrey rushed over to us.
"What happened?!" She asked looking at Rose with worry.
"She got seriously beat up and then passed out." I said. She nodded and guided me to a white hospital bed. I set her down gently. Then Madame Pomfrey went to get some type of medicine.
I noticed that she had some hair stuck to her face from the tears. I pushed the hair off her face and wiped some of the wet tears off her face.
I sighed. Why is it always you? I asked myself. Why did the love of my life have to get hurt.
I just stared at her. Her beautiful pale skin, flame red hair, thousands of beautiful freckles, and the best part was the thing I couldn't see. Her beautiful chocolate brown eyes. I live for those eyes. They have so much life and happiness and beauty in them.
