Revenge Is Sweet

Chapter 20

Still Saturday, evening at the Room of Requirement

Rose's POV

"How did you find this place, Draco? I've been searching for this room since I first arrived at Hogwarts in 1960!" I asked him looking around in awe. "Um...Dan- Valentine showed it to me," Draco said and I narrowed my eyes. "Alright, spill! What happened? Did he do something to you?!" I growled and Draco sighed. "No, he didn't do anything to me, unless you count helping me with the apology towards Gryffindor's Team as something," he muttered and I blinked a few times.

"Wait...let me get this straight...Daniel Valentine, Hogwarts' current Playboy and Heartbreaker, showed you this place, offered to help you come up with a decent 'Malfoy apology' and he did NOTHING to you?!" I asked disbelievingly. "Surprisingly, yes. He's not so bad when he isn't flirting with someone, it makes me think that he's just being a flirtatious arse to hide some sort of pain of his. Which kind of makes it worse for me...since I kind of...maybe...have a crush on him and I know I shouldn't because he tends to sleep around and break people's hearts left and right," Draco replied and my expression softened.

"Okay. So...let's see if the RoR can provide me with extremely strong liquor," I said, knowing that Draco doesn't want my judgemental remarks over who he crushes on. Draco snorted. "Honestly, Mystique! I show you the legendary Room of Requirement and the first thing you want to ask it is for some alcohol?! Where's your class?"

"I'm sorry, I've just had one of the worst birthdays in six years, lost part of my cover story because I'm now sixteen and considered a Full-Blooded Gifted because of my fathers Dominant Gifted gene, I found out yesterday that Balter Edwuardo De Silva is not just a normal Gifted Original but an Elemental too and the bloody Dementors came and joined the match today because DUMBLEDORE AND THE MINISTRY ARE FUCKING ASSHOLES! So yes, I bloody need a fucking drink, because I'm losing my shit and I will attack the first person who gets on my nerves and I will most likely blow my entire cover when that happens. On any other day, I would ask the room for some books that aren't in Hogwarts' Library or even a training room for us, so that we wouldn't have to sneak off into the Forbidden Forest," I ranted and Draco looked scared.

Suddenly a Calming Draught appeared along with some pretty old Fire-Whiskey and I silently thanked the Room before grabbing them. "I didn't know, Angie. I would've kept my mouth shut if I had known-" "Draco, it's fine. I didn't tell any of you guys about it anyways," I said, dismissing his apology before eyeing the Fire Whiskey cautiously. "You know what? I don't think I need the liquor anymore, let's get out of here. Curfew should be just around the corner," I said while getting up. Draco smirked before getting up as well and we walked back towards the Slytherin Common Room. Unfortunately, we never made it to the common room.

"Monroe, care to join me in my office?" Professor 'Valour' asked me just as I reached the dungeon stairs and I groaned mentally. Why me? "Of course, Professor," I replied stiffly and mentally told Draco to head to the common room without me. Thank Merlin I took that Calming Draught.

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As the professor and I walked into his office, I saw Jason and Daniel Valentine is already here. Ok, what now? "Sit, please," said Professor Valentine motioning me to a chair in front of his desk. I eyed the three Valentines warily before slowly sitting down. "Daniel tells me you've recently turned sixteen, is that correct?" Professor Valentine asked me and I glared at the Playboy Valentine before finally speaking. "My sixteenth birthday was more than two weeks ago, why are you asking this now? Or did he forget to mention that little piece?" I spat and the professor looked offended.

"No, Jason thought it would be best if we let things cool off a bit before approaching you regarding your recently evolved status, Miss Monroe. I'd rather not try and start a fight between my second oldest nephew and an angered girl who is going through her inheritance," Professor Valentine said gravely. I snorted. "Please, I have more class than that, Professor Valentine. Trust me, I'd rather not lash out my anger either. I only reserve that for people who intend to cross a certain line, you'll know when that is," I said mischievously. "I'm guessing you're not going to tell us what that line is, Angelique. Am I right?" asked Jason and I nodded. "Alright, what do you want? I would like to celebrate my friends' victory and not get caught after curfew," I drawled on.

"Always straight to the point, aren't we, Miss Monroe? Very well, as you have recently gone through your Gifted Inheritance and are no longer a Half-Gifted but now a Pureblooded Gifted you should know who your father is/was, by just looking at your birthmark. Mind if we take a look?" he asked seriously and I snorted. "Go ahead and try, even I can't make out my birthmark through all the scarring and trust me when I say this; it can't be healed," I said, silently thanking the asshole who gave me the scars a century ago. I lifted my shirt slightly and turned my back towards them. Next thing I heard was a series of growls and a string of Ancient Romanian curses and I turned back around after lowering my shirt once again. What I saw would've made even the bravest Gryffindor cower in fear. Hate, anger and promise of vengeance were written on all three of their faces.

"Who. Did. That. To. You?!" Daniel Valentine roared. "Someone who is already dead. I killed him not long after he gave this," I said and watched as they slowly calmed down. "We would still like to know who did that to you, Miss Monroe," Professor Valentine said. "He wasn't a wizard if that's what you're worried about, he was a muggle...one of the Orphanage's wardens. I used a bit of my 'gifts' back then, but that was before I knew what I was," I said calmly. Thank Merlin for that Calming Draught I took a while back, otherwise, I would've reacted a bit more violently. "That's why you left the Orphanage, isn't it? You got scared of what could've happened once they found out!" Jason said with a look of understanding.

"Yes and no, I was scared and confused about my powers, yes, but I knew no one would find out about how he died...as far as they knew he died of a heart attack. I left because I thought I was a freak," I lied, sort of, to be fair the bastard's death was ruled out as a heart attack so...I didn't exactly lie about that. "So...are we done here?" I asked after an uncomfortable silence. "Not quite, Monroe. Are you sure that the mark is unhealable? I could always have a go at it," said Daniel. "I'm pretty sure. Demitri Diego tried to heal me when I ended up in his hospital at the age of ten, for other reasons but he tried to heal the scars even if it wasn't related to why I ended up at Phoenix Hospital," I said and prayed Daniel wouldn't try to heal me...I know he is an Elemental and his Element would most likely trigger my allergies or possibly kill me. Daniel snorted. "Clearly he wasn't strong enough, I'd have healed it in seconds," he said and walked towards me.

Shit. Shit. Shit. Shit. Please don't. Shit. Why is this my life?

Daniel lifted my shirt and placed his palms on my scarred birthmark and let his power out. I hissed in pain. "Fuck! Stop it, it fucking hurts!" I screamed with tears in my eyes. He looked startled and removed his hands before swearing. "That is not supposed to happen..." he said.

"No shit Sherlock! Now, does anyone have Demitri on speed dial? If I don't get treated immediately I will fucking die and I will fucking haunt you forever if that happens!" I growled and Jason took out his phone. "Demitri, Hogwarts Castle, my uncle's office and bring the Serum that counters Daniel's Elemental effects," Jason said into his 'phone' before ending the call. I slide down onto the floor, already feeling the effects of the Sun Element on my body. "Why are you effected to my Elemental Healing powers like that?" Daniel demanded. "I'm allergic to high concentrations of the Sun Element, found that out when I was ten and it's the reason why I know Demitri. The only reason you assholes haven't found out about me back then is because of the Doctor-Patient confidentiality agreement, in case you're planning to yell at Demitri," I said and Demitri appeared in Professor Valentine's office a few seconds later and he paled. "WHAT DID YOU DO DANIEL?!" he roared before grabbing a Counteracting-Serum and injecting it into my arm. "How the fuck was I supposed to know she's allergic to my element?! I was only trying to heal her scarred birthmark!" Daniel roared back. Demitri looked at me and I scoffed. "I did tell them that it couldn't be healed, not my fault he is a bloody overconfident fool," I said tiredly and closed my eyes. "Hermes, take Miss Monroe back to her dormitory once Demitri has made sure she's okay. Romeo, I'd suggest you don't try that again in the future," Professor Valentine ordered and Daniel's eyes flashed golden in anger with the mention of his name and his uncle's order, but he only nodded. "Angela, how are you feeling?" Demitri asked me. "Well, it doesn't feel like my skin is on fire anymore so I guess I'm good, just tired. Thanks, Demitri," I mumbled and he snorted. "Jason, you can take her back to her dormitory, she's fine. Don't go dying on me Monroe, otherwise, you'll be spending a week at my hospital," Demitri mocked. "Hmm," I replied before losing consciousness. My last thought was that I didn't even get to celebrate the twins' victory with them today. They're going to be pissed at me.

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[A/N: So this might be seen as just another filler chapter, but I still think it's pretty important. Also, I just gave Jason a reason to stop being suspicious all the time....for now at least. Also, I'm going to read a bit of the third HP book more so that I can write another chapter tomorrow. So...bye. :* ]