Take my hand, let's get famous

[ROSE NIGHTDREAM]

The trophies shone as if a constant beam of light was being reflected against them, even when the halls themselves were dark in the early winter mornings. It was the weekend, and it was in the onset of winter so she had assurance that she would be quite alone wandering the halls of the school. Pulling her robes tighter around her to stop the chill that whispered through the silent corridors; Rose sighed heavily. There in front of her stood all the names of previous champions, previous students whose achievements had been recorded and presented to thousands still to walk through the same hallowed halls.

How she despised their glory. 

As an only child, Rose was expected to have all the cunning, all the brains and all the determination to succeed at everything that came her way. Whether that be through her schooling and grades, to her many extra curricular activities. Her parents were not shy of showing their disapproval if she did not match up to their expectations, nor did they hold back their disapproving remarks to any and all who were around to hear them. It was their way of pushing her to be the best, to be better than all the other children around her. In the beginning Rose had taken it as their parenting technique, but as she grew through her years at Hogwarts she realised this was not the case and the attention she received was out of love, but out of malice for not being the heir produced as was anticipated. 

"This year, I'm going to get my name in one of these cabinets. " She said, resting a hand on the glass of the trophy cabinets.

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It had been a long day of finishing up homework that the Professors had assigned her, well more like punished her with. Alice was not the smartest Gryffindor and had trouble trying to keep up with the work load only due to her forgetfulness.Just like her parents and their parents she got the forgetful gene from her family. The only few subjects that she was even decent with was Herbology and Care of Magical Creatures only because it was her most favorite subject and she was very passionate learning about them. Alice was bored with trying to finish her homework so it was decided that she would go for a walk maybe catch up with some friends. It surprised her that no one seemed to be around especially considering it was the weekend and all.

Finding herself on the third floor Alice walked towards the Trophy Room, reading the names would take sometime and that meant she did not have to do anymore homework for now. Being on the third floor it was cold walking down the corridor so she stretched her sweater to hide her hands from the cold chill. She made her way towards the room and noticed that she was not the only one that decided to come to the trophies room, Alice stood in the door fame from the room. There was another girl much taller than she was probably in seventh year looking at the trophies it was obvious that the woman did not know that Alice was there as she spoke out loud. Knowing the another girl was just speaking out Alice answered her anyway letting the girl know that she was not alone anymore. "It won't be easy task, but I bet you could." Alice was not familiar with the girl but Alice was positive that her statement would come true.

[ROSE NIGHTDREAM]

Rose whipped her head around to face the sudden voice, her face tight and her lips drawn into a thin, unforgiving frown. How dare someone intrude on what was so obviously a private moment of contemplation. She used the hand on the trophy cabinet to push herself back and turn herself around. Slowly, the slid her hands to her sides and gave a long, hard, stare at the tiny witch in front of her. Pathetic Gryffindors her mind hissed. "Easy? Oh, it will be quite easy little girl." She took slow, even steps toward the little blonde; her shows giving a very eery 'click' with each strike of her heel against the ground. "It just means I shall have to be a less forgiving person." She hissed; baring her teeth at the younger student. She saw not someone who appreciated being told she could not get what she wanted, or that she would struggle.

"And what do you think you're doing out this early. Wouldn't want the professors to think you were up to no good. Wouldn't that be terrible." She mocked, raising a hand to her mouth and gasping in fake shock.