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A/N: I want to say thankyou to my loyal reviewers; xoxogossipgirllover2010, Michelle, and Noelle!  Keep reviewing and I'll keep posting as soon as each chapter validates.  :D 
 

Rose stormed through the dungeons with no intention of going to Potions after the incident. She couldn’t believe she had been so careless. If Malfoy figured out that the power had come from her, he would surely run straight to Voldemort with the information. She was so caught up in her internal battle that she never noticed the short figure trailing behind her with its wand outstretched.


“Crucio!” a woman’s voice yelled. Before Rosevine could react, the curse hit her and she collapsed to the floor in agony. Releasing an ear-splitting scream, she writhed on the floor and attempted to control the powers rising to the surface. Unable to hold it in anymore her next scream was echoed by the sound of her power radiating out from her in a sudden, harsh wave. Rose was vaguely aware of a person’s quick steps running away as she heard her power connect with the stone walls and shatter the statue right next to her. Rose felt rubble raining down on her frail body, before she entered the dark abyss threatening to consume her.

 






“Did you hear that?” Hermione asked.


“Rose,” Harry said in a frightened voice, sprinting in the direction of the scream.


“I’m coming too Potter,” Malfoy responded following the Trio through the dungeons.
 

“Rose!” Hermione shrieked when she saw Rose crumpled on the floor. She ran past the stunned boys and hurried to her side. “She’s barely breathing. Ron get over here!” she yelled.


“What can I do ‘Mione?” he asked nervously.


“Can you carry her?” she asked. Ron nodded before scooping Rose’s limp body into his arms. “This is your fault!” she yelled at Harry and Malfoy. “If you two were mature enough to act like adults she wouldn’t have run off like that!” she yelled as she and Ron hurried to the hospital wing. Harry and Draco raced after them after hesitating to absorb Hermione’s words.


When the four arrived at the hospital wing, Madame Pomfrey ordered Ron to set Rose on the nearest bed.


“What happened?” she asked quickly.


“I don’t know Madame Pomfrey. We just heard her screams,” she added.


“Run along!” she said hurriedly. “I’ll need to examine her,” she added as she pulled the curtains closed around the bed.


What seemed like hours later, Madame Pomfrey emerged with a grim expression.


“She is stable for now,” she said with a small smile. “Can you think of anyone in the school who would want to harm Miss Parkinson?” she asked.


“Not in particular. Rose was too new to have made any enemies. Did someone do this to her?” Hermione asked in surprise.


“All the signs point to the cruciatus curse,” Madame Pomfrey sighed. “I’ve never seen damage to this extent, except for,” she started but seemed to think it was better to keep quiet.


“Except for who?” Hermione asked in a pleading tone.


“Except for the Longbottoms,” she answered softly. The four students fell silent, as if taking time to absorb that heavy piece of information. “Her body is very weak. I don’t expect that she’ll wake up any time soon. You should all run along to class. Here is a note for Professor Slughorn on your behalf,” she said curtly.


“Would you mind notifying me if she wakes up?” Hermione asked. “I don’t want her to be alone.”


“Sure dear. Now run along.” Hermione nodded with tears glistening in her eyes, as she turned and left the hospital wing with her friends and Draco.
 

A/N: I know some people are probably going to hate me for the ending, but I promise its necessary for the plotline. 

As always reviews are wonderful. :D
 

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