Secrets In The Eyes Of The Enemy | By : Hunnypeach Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Draco/Hermione Views: 9250 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Jaden was abruptly woken from his slumber by the painful pecking of his mother’s tawny brown owl on his head. “Enough Artimas, I’m awake.” He shouted at the bird, which avoided the young boys flailing arms, and perched at the foot of the bed. Tied to its leg was a small package, which Romeo quickly untied before tossing an owl treat to the bird. Having received his treat the owl promptly flew off not bothering to wait for a reply. Within the package Romeo found a letter and a vial containing a dark blue, nearly black liquid. Placing the vial by his side Romeo turned his attention toward the letter and began to read:
My Dearest Jaden,
I’m writing this letter to you in haste, as I fear for my life. It seems your father’s whore seeks to remove me from your life entirely. She has sent the ministry after me on some trumped up charges. I have gotten word from some close friends, that Aurors will be coming any moment to take me away. I won’t go without a fight though and plan to run. Since I‘ll be going into hiding, if you or your sister should need anything contact Nana or Uncle Peter. I’m your mother my son, please do not let this woman replace me. I have sent you a vial of a very strong poison call The Sleep of Death that I would like you to give her. The effects of the potion are that the drinker will fall into a deep sleep, and if they don’t receive the antidote within forty-eight hours the effects will be permanent. With her out of the way maybe your fa wil will see reason and come back to us, and the ludicrous charges against me will be dropped. Until then do not believe anything you hear and know that I love you.
Mother
Crumpling the letter in his hand, Romeo cursed his father wife and vowed to avenge his mother. He picked up the vial, and rolled it around in his hand, trying to decide what the best course of action would be. However as his roommates began to wake, he pockets the vial, and threw the letter in the fire before dressing for his first day.
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The Great Hall was bustling with excitement as students new and old filed in for the first breakfast of the new term. Throughout the hall students were looking over their class schedules, and sharing animated conversations with their fellow housemates.
“Argh.” Rose groaned as she looked over her class schedule. Her first class would be potions with Professor Malfoy; the only bright side was the fact that she would be sharing the class with her brother Jaden, even if it was with his fellow Slytherins. The previous night had been terribly embarrassing. The whole of Slytherin house had been laughing at her, for so desperately wanting to be one of them, while her own house had taken her desire to be a Slytherin as an insult and was currently shunning her. From her set tht the end of Gryffindor table, Rose leaving behind an untouched breakfast, and exited the Great Hall.
Having half an hour before her first class was to begin, and having no desire to eat or be seen Rose made her way towards the out of order bathroom she had seen on the second floor. As she stepped into the bathroom her foot came in contact with a puddle of water, and she began to wonder if coming inside had been such a good idea. Rose convinced herself that the entire castle was awake at this point, and she had found the only place in the castle she could truly be alone. Taking note of the water filled bathroom, Rose decided to enter the stall in the far right-hand corner, which appeared to be dry. After setting her bag on the floor beside her, and placing the lid down, she took a seat on the toilet. Finding that for the first time in the last twenty-four hours she was relaxed, Rose allowed herself to think of all that had occurred in the span of a day.
She had been both terrified and excited of coming to Hogwarts. From the moment she received her wand, she had been eager go to school and learn to be a fine witch. The only apprehension she had in coming to Hogwarts was that her true father and his wife were teachers. While she had longed to meet and get to know her father, she had grown up loathing his wife. Having to attend a class taught by her, Rose had thought would be the worst part of Hogwarts she would need to deal with, but she had never expected to be parted from her brother.
At the thought of their separation tears began to spring from the young girls eyes as she gently began to sob. Within moments of her starting to cry Rose was startled by a voice before her shrieking, “Are you making fun of me?”
Stunned by the voice, Rose looked up in the direction of the speaker and saw a squat ghost with lank hair, pimples, and thick glasses floating before her. Still in shock Rose simply shook her head and replied, “No.”
Now bursting into tears herself, the ghost asked, “Then why are you here in my bathroom? Did you come to see me in my misery? Why won’t you students just leave me alone? Isn’t it enough I’m dead?”
Rose had no idea how to answer her flurry of questions; she had come into the deserted bathroom seeking shelter from the outside world. So before the ghost could continue with her tirade, Rose said, “I’m very sorry. I only came in here to hide. Everyone in my house hates me, I have been separated from my brother, and a woman I despise will be teaching my first class. I never should have disturbed you, so I’ll just be going now.”
Just as Rose was reaching for her bag the crying ceased and the ghost said, “You don’t have to go. My name is Myrtle, and this is my bathroom. I understand what it’s like to be disliked, so it’s ok for you to stay. I don’t get many visitors; in fact the only other person who comes to visit me is Hermione.”
As Rose was recalling something she read about the name Moaning Myrtle from Hogwarts a History, her head snapped up with the mention of the name Hermione, and she asked, “By Hermione, do you mean professor Malfoy?”
Myrtle chucked as she said, “That’s right I keep forgetting she’s a professor now, and married to that nasty Malfoy. Do you know he flushed me down the toilet once just because he caught me looking at him while he was bathing in the prefects’ bathroom? I always thought she should have been with Harry, at least he was always so nice to me.”
At the thought of Harry Myrtle began to drift off only to be brought back by Rose asking, “Why would you want to talk to that evil woman?”
Myrtle looked confused as she replied, “Hermione’s not evil. She’s got ad hed heart, and she’s always made time to come and see me. We talk and cry together about the past. I thought it was bad that Oliver Hornsby had teased me so bad while I was alive, but that was nothing compared to what she had to grougrough with losing those twins.”
“Twins?” Rose said, “I didn’t know she had any children.”
With a sad look on her face Myrtle explained, “Just before she graduated, she gave birth to a set of twins named Romeo and Juliet. Well on the night of their graduation, they left them with the school nurse to be looked after, but when they got back she had been murdered; and the twins were gone. The Ministry looked for a few years but they never turned up.”
“Why didn’t tjustjust have more kids?” Rose asked so shocked by the story she had just heard, she didn’t know what else to say.
Myrtle shook her hear before responding, “They can’t dear. It was a blessing that she had twins as it was. She was almost killed while being pregnant, and the magic that saved her, took away her ability to ever have any more.”
Rose had always known her father and his wife didn’t have any children of their own, her mother had always said, Hermione hated children. That’s why they weren’t welcomed into their father’s life. Maybe she killed them Rose thought to herself not daring to ask Myrtle, who obviously adored the woman. Noticing the time Rose grabbed her bag and said, “Oh Myrtle, I’ve got to go or I’ll be late for class, I promise to come visit again soon, and by the way my name is Rose.”
Myrtle smiled and waved as she said, “Good bye Rose, don't forget about me, and say hello to Hermione for me. Tell her Draco’s charmed the bathroom in her rooms so I can’t visit so she’ll need to come down here.” Rose nodded and waved back as she dashed out of the bathroom splashing through the puddles as she went.
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