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Kiss From A Rose	By : Cupiditatis Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female Views: 10938 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, nor any of the characters from the books or movies. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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Okay, so here is already the
next story. (seems I can�t even bring myself to stop writing when I have a
complete exhausting week, but then I was mostly writing this in business
studies, so at least I did something useful in that class :D)

Disclaimer: Well, let�s see:
I�m 21, about to be without a job in two months and don�t have any money� so do
you really think I could own ANYTHING from the Harry Potter Universe?

If you answered this question
with yes: Think again!

I only own the persons you
have never read or heard of before (which are enough, believe me)

Kiss
From A Rose

SHE spent
the past four years forced as a stripper to keep her younger sister safe.

HE
has a grandmother who will give her whole fortune to her first male
great-grandson.

BOTH
make an agreement to give the other one what they need: SHE gets safety for her
sister and HE the wife and the son he needs.

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Prologue

Santa F�,

Argentina

In 1998

Angelina held tightly onto her
little sister. She carried the three-year-old child while she ran through the
now dangerous streets of Santa F� trying to avoid the wizards and witches who
were gathering all non-purebloods together on the street. She hid in every
alley available, in every niche, every dark corner.

Julia was crying silently
against her shoulder, her little arms had a tight grip on the young woman�s
neck. Angelina stumbled into another alley, too afraid to use her wand to light
the way she pressed herself along the wall, finally crouched herself behind
something hard and large and pulled her wand out.

�Occultare!�
she mumbled and made a circle with her wand. She just hoped she would be able
to keep the hiding charm up long enough.

�I want mummy!� Julia cried
against her shoulder and Angelina stroke the girl�s back. To think that her
parents had sent them here to keep them safe! But after Harry Potter had
fallen, no place was safe! Not even Argentina as she experienced
first hand right now.

Two days ago her passport and
most of her money had been stolen from the small flat she and Julia stayed in. And
in times like these it was fatal to lose one�s passport. Without passport one
was assumed to be a half-blood or muggleborn and thus already as good as dead!

The wizard world was ruled by
Voldemort and his deatheaters. England, the whole of Europe was already in his
control. Asia and Africa had almost fallen.
Australia and both North and South America were soon to
follow.

Voldemort had found many
followers who were helping voluntarily to kill those who were not of pure blood
before any deatheaters had even set foot on the land they lived in. Angelina
had witnessed a mother and her baby being killed on the open street. And the
bystanders had cheered.

Every day Angelina had waited to
hear from her parents but the last time she had received a letter had been five
weeks ago. She was losing all hopes to hear anything from them ever again. She
opened the locket she had on a necklace around her neck and looked at the
smiling images of her parents.

�Angie?� She looked at her
younger sister and ran her knuckles over her cheek.

�I�ll get you out of here
Julia. I promise!�

Angelina felt her eyes getting
heavy. She hadn�t slept at all these last few days. And her body wanted, no,
NEEDED sleep. And it needed sleep now! And maybe it was for the best that she
was asleep during the next few hours. At least so she didn�t have to see how a
sleeping Julia was taken out of her arms and both of them were carried into an
old, stinking house in which she awoke several hours later.

At first she couldn�t see
anything in the darkness but she felt an odd pain in her wrists, shoulders and
ankles. It was when she tried to move that she noticed that her hands were
bound on her back, her ankles bound by some rope as well. And she noticed that
Julia wasn�t there.

Panic started to rise inside
of her. What had happened to her sister? Where was Julia? And where was she
herself?

�So, you said you had
something special for me?� she heard a deep voice asking from what seemed to be
the other side of a door.

�Yes, an African. Pretty young, about twenty.�

Angelina heard the squeaking
of a door being opened and saw that the sun shone into the room.

�Well?� she heard the second
voice ask. A pair of dragon skin boots was standing in front of her face and if
she was right the skin was that of an endangered dragon. Crimson robes were
falling onto the boots, shimmering in the light as though it was blood.

One of the boots touched her
shoulder and made her lay on her back. She closed her eyes and feigned
unconsciousness. Neither of the men had noticed that she was awake so far. She
felt her robe being shifted and felt it open, revealing the white top she wore
underneath.

�Mhm�seems
good enough. How much?� the first man asked.

�1.000.�

Angelina heard the jingling of
money being handed over and slightly opened her eyes. She couldn�t see much of
their faces but she could see that �dragonskinboot�
had fat fingers with gold and silver rings on each single finger and thick bracelets
on his wrists while the other man had thin bony hands.

�Hey mudblood!�
she felt the dragon skin boot kicking her in the side obviously trying to wake
her up. Angelina groaned and opened her eyes fully.

�Stand up!� The man told her and
kicked her once more. The ropes binding her feet were suddenly gone and she was
yanked to her feet by
the bony-fingered man.

�Do as you�re told mudblood!� he told her as he shoved her towards the fat
guy. Now, Angelina could see that he had not only his hands completely in
jewellery, around his thick neck were several necklaces, a thick golden one
with a golden �J� was the most flashy one. His white hair was gelled back and kept in
a low ponytail by a black ribbon. When he opened his mouth she saw several gold
teeth.

�Come.� The man took her arm
and pulled her towards the door.

�Where is my sister?� Angelina demanded and
received a glare from the man pulling her out of the room.

�Shouldn�t matter
to you anymore. You have more important things to do from now on.�

Angelina yanked herself
free from his grip and stared unafraid at the fat man in front of her.

�Where is my sister?� she
asked again.

�Jim, for 100 more I�ll give
you the little brat, too.� She heard the other man say behind her. �Jim� murmured
something and finally handed over some more coins. The thin man walked towards
another door and opened it. He walked into the room and when he came back out
he was dragging Julia behind him.

�Angie!� Julia ran to her
sister and hugged her legs. Obviously they hadn�t thought a three-year-old to
be a danger and hadn�t bound her.

�Come!� This Jim-guy was
yanking her forwards again and out of the house, Julia was following silently,
her hand always trying to get a hold on her sister.

�Where are you bringing us
to?�

�You will see soon enough!�

�I want to contact the English
ministry this moment! You have no right to treat me like this!� Angelina said through
gritted teeth while she tried to free herself of the ropes around her wrists.

�Shut up mudblood!
You should be glad you�re still alive! Those of your dirty kind are all dead
but those that work for me. So you should rather thank me!�

�I�m a pureblooded witch and
you will let me go this instant!� The man only laughed at this and pulled her farther
through tiny, dark streets until they arrived some shabby house.

Above the door was a sign that
said �Milagro Rojo�. Angelina didn�t know what
would await her inside of this house, but she knew, it
couldn�t be any good!
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