(A/N: Hey my loyal reviewers. You have been told of a sequel and after a few months frustration, raking my brain for ideas, I have came up with a plot that may interest you. Well, some of you at least… Uh, let me get straight to the point, shall I? Rose is alive and she wants revenge! She tries to sabotage Harry's happy ending. It doesn't stop there, no. As written the past story, Voldermort takes over Hogwarts. It's still happening, people. And now, Harry needs to defend his parents from the evil Rose and warn disbelieving students that Voldermort is going to attack Hogwarts, again. First chapter contains mostly a flashback, explaining what was going on in Rose's mind before she was killed. WARNING: Contains spoilers from all six books and may contain traces of the f-word. Just traces!

Disclaimer: I don't really see the point of a disclaimer as everyone already knows, Joanne Kathleen Rowling own Harry Potter and the series. I only own the made ups…)

"Oh no."

"Oh f-ing shit!"

"Sirius! Language!"

"Sorry, Lils."

The Entrance Hall of Hogwarts seemed to freeze in front of Harry's eyes. The candles flickered in the sudden gust of wind and the day looked grim. Thunder stuck and lightning flashed across the purplish-black sky, casting long shadows along the walls of the Entrance Hall. Rose leaned against a wall and smirked to herself, thoroughly enjoying herself. She spotted Draco Malfoy staring at her and threw a heart-piercing glare. She would never let him walk away, unscratched, after what he had done. Never.

Flashback…

Rose sat on her bed, Malfoy was talking to her. She wasn't listening. She was just staring into the flickering flames of her fireplace. She had helped him torture a boy. An innocent boy. Her guilt overwhelmed her and she only came to reality when Malfoy said the word 'kill'. Her hazel eyes darted to him and she saw his silvery grey orbs. "Kill?" she asked.

"Yes, kill," Malfoy said. "We need to kill all of them. But we must first start with Potter. You need to follow him. Wait, didn't I tell you this before?"

Rose nodded and her gaze soon wandered to her fireplace. The red hot embers were glowing softly while the raging fire engulfed the pieces of wood. She saw a few handfuls of ashes strewn on the floor, right beside her fireplace. She felt a warm sensation on her chin and felt her face facing Malfoy's. She brushed away his hand from her and said, "Vy?" There was a moment of silence until Malfoy burst out laughing. "Why? Why?" he said. "Rose, dear. The reason why is because the Dark Lord wants him. He wants either way, dead or alive and I only see the easy way. Killing him and bringing his body to the Dark Lord will not only make him happy, he will award us with anything we desire. You saw the amazing substitute for a hand he gave Wormtail. Do you understand this opportunity, Rose? This is the chance of a lifetime." Rose looked away and nodded. "Yes, I understand," she said. "I understand perfectly."

"Good girl," Malfoy said, his hand reaching to her shoulder. "I know you would come to your senses soon enough." His hand remained on her shoulder while he laughed slightly. "I was worried that you would think otherwise." Rose laughed nervously with him and gasped in pain. His grip had tightened on her. "I wouldn't like that, Rose. Not at all." Rose winced and her hand grabbed his wrist. She tried to push it off, but his grip only tightened. "Draco, please, you're hurting me," she whispered. Malfoy laughed and only tightened his grip. "I'm only giving you a demonstration of what I would do to you if you fail," he whispered into her ear, his voice harsh and fierce.

There was a creaking sound behind them and Malfoy's hand dropped immediately. It was Hermione. She looked flushed and shocked. "Mudblood," Malfoy said. "I- I can't believe this!" Hermione screamed, stuttering with the first few words. She regained her composure and said, "I can't believe you were friends with him!"

A sudden jolt of annoyance hit Rose and she said, "Not again." But suddenly the annoyance turned into happiness. Opportunity. 'Now's my chance to prove to Draco that I am NOT a useless sidekick,' Rose thought. "Incarcerous!" The ropes missed Hermione by inches and bounced off the wall. Hermione reacted quickly and took off through the door that was left ajar. Rose stood up and rushed to follow her, but was pushed roughly against the wall, stopping her in her tracks. Two strong hands pinned her against the wall. "If you mess this up, I WILL do more than press your shoulder," Malfoy hissed into her ear. His hot breath on her neck sent cold shivers down her spine. He pulled her slightly away from the wall and pushed her back, hard. Pain shot up her back and she took in deep breaths. "Hear my words, Rose. I will." Rose whimpered slightly and fell in her hands and knees as Malfoy let go of her and rushed out of the room.

'This is it,' Rose thought, her hands still on the floor. 'The day to prove myself. Or get severely punished.' The thought sent more shivers down her spine and she got up on her own two feet. She stumbled a little but balanced herself on the wall and walked out of the room. Malfoy was walking towards her, dragging two familiar unconscious figures to her room. "Mom, dad," she muttered. Malfoy tossed them into her room and closed the door, not before he tied them up. "My parents," Rose began but was shut up immediately after Malfoy grabbed her shirt collar. "When you joined the Dark Side, Rose, you will not have anything to go back to. And these are merely obstacles you need to pass. Or else," he said. He let go of her and smirked. "Now, come." He ran off to the room where James, Remus and Sirius were in. Rose was taken aback but followed him, all the same. Malfoy came from the room, quite content, while motioning for Rose to help him.

Malfoy dragged a tied up and kicking James and Remus into Rose's room, while Rose was dragging a thrashing Sirius behind her. They were stuffed into the room and Malfoy was at the door. Rose opened the door of the girls' room and yelled inside. "Ve are being attacked!" She slammed the door and Malfoy walked over to her, looking impressed. Rose smiled and the door opened. Lily ran out with her wand and Rose swiftly snatched it from her hand. Lily stared at Rose, shocked, who merely smirked and said, "Incarcerous!" Lily fell to the floor and Rose dragged her to her room. Malfoy smiled, but heard a clang in the room. He walked in, pushing the door aside and was shocked to see no one in the room. He pushed the door harder and heard a soft gasp on the other side. He smirked. Malfoy walked in and pulled back the door. Audrey stood, leaning against the wall and her face revealed her shock. Malfoy grabbed her wrist and Audrey froze. She kicked his leg and screamed when he threw her to the floor. She stood up and grabbed her knee. She had bruised it. "Incarcerous," Malfoy said. Ropes flew from his wand and tied Audrey up. She started to scream and kick, trying to get the binds off. Malfoy bent down and carried her. She gave a swift kick to his head, breaking his neck. He healed quickly and he was angry. "Avada Kedavra!" he said. Audrey stopped screaming immediately.

Malfoy walked from the room, to see a horrified Rose. He ignored her expression and walked into the last room. Hermione was screaming her head off at Harry.

"Rose is-" Hermione said, but stopped as she was interrupted by Rose, herself.

"I am vot?" Rose asked, her voice hinting anger. She didn't like people talking about her behind her back.

"What the hell are you doing with him?" Harry asked. Rose was silent with his sudden outburst, but then, began to think. 'Why am I with him?' the question echoed in her mind.

"Plan B, Potter," Malfoy said coolly. "Since the Mudblood got away with information and the Weasel broke through the Memory Charm," he cast a look at Rose. "We decided to kill you here and now."

Rose looked away, nervously. The charm wasn't strong enough. He was going to punish her after this, she was sure of it. He wasn't pleased with her. He was warned her, the slight mistake will mean pain for her. She didn't hear their heated conversation until Malfoy ordered her. "Show them the body," he said. Rose was taken aback with the sudden order, but she followed it. She nodded solemnly and walked away from the room. She dragged the limp body into the room and felt guilty at the group's reactions. But she was utterly shocked at Jason's reaction. "You monster!" the yell echoed through the room.

It was a horrific scene, Jason had Malfoy pinned to the floor of the room, giving him occasional punches and trying to strangle him. Rose stood, tensed and frozen to the spot, trying to get a good shot at Jason. After she had confirmed a target, he pulled Malfoy within her range, making her choose another target. Beads of sweat clung to her messy hair and tears start to flood her eyes. She couldn't kill. She can never kill. She always tried the Killing Curse, but failed every time. She couldn't kill for real and she didn't want to. The pressure Malfoy was giving her didn't make it all that easier, either.

Rose almost broke down with frustration with Jason's behaviour but she couldn't let Malfoy see her cry. Not now, or she'll be punished. She froze the rest of the group with a heavy heart and tried to take aim. She was determined, now, more than ever. She had a perfect shot, there he was. He's moved away. He'll be there again. One, two, three! The perfect shot! She opened her mouth to yell the Curse, but someone had already shouted the curse, himself. Rose felt limp, cold and weak. Draco Malfoy sat there, he was pointing his wand at her… He did it! He killed me! Rose wanted to attack him but she felt so tired... She was thrown into darkness and felt herself floating… Floating in mid-air. It was an amazing sensation. She felt free. But then, she started to fall… Fall fast and she felt a warm sensation. It got warmer and warmer and then, hot. Very hot. The heat was intense and she just felt hotter and hotter. Something brushed against her skin and she screamed in pain. Her hand was burnt, she felt it. A wound that remained there for a minute, then expanded. It grew larger and larger, engulfing her body in scars. She closed her eyes, but then, felt herself feel solid ground. She was afraid to open her eyes, but she did anyway.

Screams of pain echoed in her ears, she saw red. Pure red. She heard a whip cracking and she heard a louder scream beside her. She felt intense heat come in contact with her back. It hurt, a lot. She screamed with pain and her voice joined the others.

Reality…

Tears flooded her eyes. She was angrier than ever. It was all his fault! 'Draco Malfoy, you are going to pay for what you have done!' her mind screamed.

(A/N: Hey, hey reviewers! So, what do you lot think? Make me happy and review, please… Please… I'll be your best friend…)