"You're full of it, Carrow," he spat. "You've skipped every tutoring session set up by McGonagall and now you're interested? What are you up to?"
Celeste placed a hand over her heart. "I'm merely doing my duties as a prefect and an upstanding student, Turpin. They'll learn far more from me than you. Remind me who got the top score on Snape's exam?" His caramel colored cheeks reddened. "Besides, I don't think they feel that safe with you after what you did to poor Ivana. Eli, my love, why don't you go ahead? I'll meet you in the potions classroom."
Randall Turpin's glare fell into a frown at the frightened first years cowering behind Elijah's muscular frame. As Elijah led them towards the potions classroom, Turpin rounded on Celeste, accusing her of using his past mistakes as her personal weapon. When she had told Rosalie about Randall Turpin, she painted him as a wolf in sheep's clothing, a deranged lunatic hidden beneath the facade of a brilliant, kind student, but he seemed genuinely remorseful over the incident involving Ivana Rosier.
He admitted to snatching her but it had been borne out of ill-advised intent, driven by the burden of his alcoholic father and having to care for his younger siblings. Celeste was oddly smug as he insisted that his counseling sessions at St. Mungo's helped him find healthier ways of channeling his grief and stress but it was people like her who wanted to constantly throw the past in his face. She mockingly clapped, telling him his therapist should become a playwright for his 'almost believable, load of dung speech'.
"I know you're up to something," he hissed. Elijah returned, stuffing an empty potions vial in his back pocket. "The only person you care about is yourself. You may have Elijah wrapped around your finger but I'm not fooled."
"These paranoid delusions of yours are so entertaining," she replied, glancing over at Elijah. "Keep him away from my little firsties. I don't need him scaring them in the middle of teaching a forgetfulness potion."
The ghosts disappeared one by one, the last being a suspicious Randall Turpin heading out of the dungeons. Hearing a door slam, Rosalie darted into the storeroom and found the two ingredients on a high shelf. A frustrated Celeste was waiting for her, several jars sticking out of her knapsack. Unable to find some of the necessary ingredients, she suggested checking the apothecary in Hogsmeade. She was not very talkative as they entered the apothecary.
"So when we get out, we should probably find Dumbledore," said Rosalie, following her to the back room. "You'll want to explain to him what really happened that day. You said it was Randall Turpin, right? He might ask me to corroborate so I don't want to forget anything important."
Celeste examined a jar of grey slime. "Yep, Turpin stunned me and then messed with the cauldron I was using to teach the first years."
"Too many nettles in the boil cure potion." Rosalie stood outside the room, noting her lack of a response. "I remember you telling me. It's lucky that he managed to get away from the blast unharmed. You can't apparate inside Hogwarts so he must've been fast."
"Guess so. Otherwise, he'd be the one in this hell, not me," she argued. Behind her back, Rosalie was eyeing a large jar filled with glittery black powder. "We can worry about the details later. There it is, hiding behind the salamander blood."
Celeste turned at the sound of breaking glass. The room quickly became enveloped in pitch black smoke, snuffing out any light. Rosalie shut the door, sticking a chair under the handle, and ran into Gladrags, a boutique across the street. Hiding behind a rack of dresses in the corner, she did her best to keep quiet, holding her breath at the sound of a creaking door. Celeste called out to her, her tone sweet and melodic, telling her that she was spooked by a tipped jar of Peruvian instant darkness powder. Her footsteps steadily grew closer to Rosalie's hiding spot.
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Every Rose Has Its Thorns
FanfictionRosalie Dursley has always felt like the outsider in her family. Whereas they can be judgemental and cruel, she shows compassion and kindness. When long buried secrets are revealed, she finds herself joining Harry at Hogwarts, against their wishes...
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