Secret Love; My Escape

Chapter 1: VANDERBILT!

"VANDERBILT!" My name was screamed from a compartment full of shrieks. I grinned and turned to escape down the train.

"Bugger off!" I swore at a group of small children who got in my way. I heard the compartment door open behind me and I shoved the smallest one out of the way.

"Oh no you don't" A voice growled behind me. A slimy hand wrapped itself around my arm and I cringed. "What the hell did you do!"

I turned, struggling to keep a straight face as I looked at the previously blonde head of Draco Malfoy. I say previously because it was now green and slimy.

"I modified a dungbomb... of course I had to test it on someone" I smiled sweetly.

"On us" He said through clenched teeth.

"Of course" I nodded, extracting my arm from his slippery grasp. I wiped the goop on my robes.

"Detention. Tonight. In the dungeons" He said shortly.

I snorted. "Yeah right Malfoy" I rolled my eyes. "You're just a prefect, I don't have to listen to you" that was a lie, but I never listened to the prefects anyway. Most of them knew it. Malfoy cleared his throat and puffed out his chest. I raised an eyebrow. "Yes?" He sighed and nodded to his chest.

My eyes zoned in on the silver and green badge on his robes that proudly shined with the words 'Head Boy'. It too was dripping with green goop.

"Oh crap" I said dumbly. I actually had to listen to the Head Boy.

"That's right Vanderbilt. Fuck with me this year and you'll be scrubbing toilets for a month" He smirked, that stupid slimy Slytherin smirk.

"You see, I'd do that Malfoy, but I wouldn't want to take away your mothers job" I said smoothly. "I hear that's what she's doing now your family is disgraced"

His face turned a lovely shade of purple and he didn't say anything. I took this as my window of opportunity to leave before he hexed me or something and slipped down the carriage to my friends.

"Draco Malfoy's freakin' Head Boy!" I exploded as soon as the door was closed behind me.

"He's what?" Harry looked up from the game of Snap he was playing with my sister, Riley. The game exploded, covering Riley in soot.

"I just... ran into him..." I bit my lip remembering the site of the Ferret covered in green goop and tried not to laugh again. "and he's proudly wearing a badge like Hermione's, only with boy instead of girl" I pointed at Hermione's Red and Gold Head Girl badge pinned to her robes. "Although Girl would suffice for him" I scowled.

"When you say you ran into him..." Hermione raised an eyebrow.

"Ok I may mean that I covered the Slytherin's in green goo and failed to get away and he may have given me a detention... and then something about his mother was said and he turned a lovely purple colour" I grinned at the exasperated look she was giving me.

"I can't believe Dumbledore would make him Head Boy" Harry shook his head and started shuffling the cards again. "Not after..." He trailed off. We all knew the story. Malfoy failing to kill Dumbledore, which was a mission set by the Dark Lord Voldypants himself.

"Maybe he's doing it to keep an eye on him" Ginny shrugged, turning the page in a muggle fashion magazine. Vogue or something. The thing was as thick as a textbook!

"Yeah I mean, who better to keep an eye on him than Hermione" Riley agreed.

I shrugged. "The point is, if he gives me a detention I'm screwed... I actually have to listen to it" I folded my arms and glared out of the window.

My friends laughed. "Oh what a shame, someone who might actually hold authority over you" Hermione nudged my arm. I turned to glare at her.

"I'll have you know, McGonagall holds some authority over me... as does Dumbledore and Snape. Dumbledore because he's awesome and Snape because I actually think if I push him this year I'll end up in a jar in his office" I pulled a face and my friends laughed again.

They thought I was kidding but every year Snape threatens it. This might actually be the year he does it.

You see, I'm what people call 'Trouble'. Trouble with a capital T as my older sister, Avery, calls it. I've had three times more detentions than the Weasley Twins combined and those were only the times I'd been caught.

I never did my homework, I hated going to class and most of all I hated people telling me what to do. It wasn't my fault I'd rather be having fun than learning.

"The sorting is so boring!" I groaned as Caldwell, Amy was called out across the room. The little blonde with pigtails stepped up to the hat looking positively terrified.

"Shut up Roe" Riley hissed at me, kicking me under the table.

"But I'm hungry!" I whined, my stomach emphasising my point with a loud rumble. Ron agreed with me.

"It'll be over soon" Hermione murmured. I sighed and put my head in my hands. It wouldn't be over soon enough. I would probably die before then.

I looked around the room out of sheer boredom and studied the people around me. It was strange to not see any older faces. My year was the oldest in the room, there was no one older than us. Strange to think that in a few months we'd be out of this place for good.

I grinned to myself as my eyes travelled down the Slytherin table. I smiled and wiggled my fingers at a glaring Blaise Zambini. His collar was still tinged a little green. Good colour on him.

I let my eyes wander down the table, counting how many Slytherin's I'd slimed when I noticed that Malfoy was sitting alone near the end of the table. I frowned. He was just staring down at his plate and sitting about two people away from the last person on the row. I raised an eyebrow. That boy was never alone. He always had people around him. He wasn't called the Slytherin Prince for no reason.

So why was he alone now?

"Malfoy's still sitting alone" I hissed to Riley. Riley looked up, mildly interested.

"Oh so he is... maybe him and Goyle fought over who loved Crabbe more and Crabbe picked Goyle" She deadpanned. I stifled my giggles on her shoulder and glanced back over.

"As funny as that is I doubt it" I whispered. "Why is he alone? That boy is never alone" I murmured, more to myself than anyone else. "He's up to something" I concluded.

"You're starting to sound like Harry, Roe" She groaned, rolling her eyes and clapping as Hayes, Zack was placed in Gryffindor.

I frowned and sighed, resting my head on my hands again. I studied Malfoy across the room. His hair was the same but somehow his skin was paler, more sallow like he was sick. There were dark purple circles under his eyes as well, something I hadn't noticed on the train. He looked like he hadn't slept in weeks. I raised my eyebrows. Why would The Prince of Darkness himself not be sleeping?

As if I called his name, his eyes snapped onto mine and made me jump. The silvery blue eyes he was famous for studied me across the room for a second. I glanced away from him quickly and hope he didn't think I'd been staring at him. He might get the wrong idea and like it. Ugh the thought repulsed me.

I glanced back up at him and saw him smirking. He was smirking at me. I rolled my eyes, disgusted that he was smirking at me. After I insulted his mother and everything! I flipped him off.

"Zanthe, Alec"

"Oh finally" I said loudly. Multiple people turned and stared at me, laughing behind their hands as Hermione shot me a reprimanding look.

I shrugged. I was hungry ok?

Plea's Note:

Well hey guys! Like I promised, here is Roe's story. I hope you like it. Please review, just like for Avery's story. I really hope you like this! It was so hard to swap from Avery's personality to Roe's but I think it's coming along great! Lots of Wizards of Waverly Place was watched while writing this :P

Take care,