HP as a girl... Death eater Rose (Patreon)

Yes, because of Rose herself

She mutters a counter spell to get back her wand. Not understanding that she just did non-verbally magical. The disgusting figure pushed back as Rose freed herself from the chair. The tattoo still causes agonizing pain through her forearm. But she stands tall over the man that try to fuck her. She leers over him.

She looks down at the fat mass of Wormtail as he tries to covering up. His rudeness disappeared as he begs and pleas to the younger witch . "Rose, forgive me, please."

"There is nothing to forgive. You made your choice long ago, Peter Pettigrew, now I shall make mine." Rose raises her wand and points at him. Anger from years pasts boiling up. The death of her godfather powering her through this. Getting ready to perform an unforgivable curse.

He crawls over kissing her feet. He attempts to forge a deal. "We can make a deal, I can get you a place with the Death eaters. I can convince them you're a good addition. They will not harm you. You have my word. Please, Rose. I shouldn't have fuck you."

To have not to worry about other death eaters attacking and trying to fuck her, sound like a good deal. Rose stood over the limp dick bitch, feeling power coursing through her veins. The pain elevates this moment.

"Maybe... Keep kissing my feet you fat worthless scum." Rose said. She finally having a small amount of clout to abuse like the other death eaters did to her. She stares at Wormtail as he thinks about kissing her feet again.

Does he?