"Love is slippin' and fallin'
Love is killin' your darlin'
That fearless thrill returns once the pain subsides
Can't hear what you say
I'm happy with this pain
You pity me, but I pity you more for pitying me
We are the lovesick girls"❣︎
A ʟᴏᴠᴇ sᴛᴏʀʏ...
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After their heart to heart in the three broomsticks, the girls had left and decided to go get some sweets and chocolate from honeydukes before heading back to Hogwarts, Fleur deciding she was going to spend the night with Rosalind as she didn't want to leave her on her own, not after what she had just found out.
Fleur realised how much she truly cared for the Slytherin girl, in only a few months she had grown attached to Rosalind and held feelings for her that she probably shouldn't have for the short time of knowing her. But she did and she wasn't complaining about it, Rosalind was the first real person she had met, she didn't just like her got her looks or because she was a quarter Veela, she liked her for her. She saw a side to her that no one else, except her sister and family, had saw. A girl who wanted to be seen as normal, a girl who wanted love, a girl who wasn't selfish or conceited.
"Can i borrow your clothes again? Mine are wet" Fleur asked as they came up to Rosalind dorm door, Rosalind smiled and nodded looking her up and down to indeed find her jeans were soaked. Probably because they had fallen over when Rosalind chased the french girl for stealing her chocolate bar.
"Of course you can"
Entering the bedroom, they both hummed feeling the warmth hit them, soothing the coldness of their cheeks. Rosalind placed their bags by the door and started removing her boots, Fleur following in suit so she didn't ruin her carpet.
Rosalind took both of their jackets and hung them up on a peg to dry before turning to her turn the girl, laughing seeing her wriggle in her wet clothing. She was soaking wet aswell but it seemed to be effecting Fleur more, she looked so uncomfortable.
"Do you want to take a shower first?" She asked, Fleur nodding eagerly. She absolutely hated the feeling of clothes sticking to her body and a hot shower sounded amazing right now.
"The bathroom is through that door and there's towels in there. Do you want a jumper or a shirt?" She pointed to the bathroom door before holding up a baggy shirt and a large hoodie. Rosalind hated tight clothing, the only exception being a turtle neck.
"A jumper please" Rosalind passed her the jumper and pecked her cheek, the girl smiling to herself whilst she entered Rosalind's bathroom. It was a normal bathroom, toilet, shower and a sink but she found herself giggling at the many black lipsticks and eyeliner pencils stacked up on the cabinet. Her girl sure did love her eyeliner.
Her mirror was full of pictures, photos of her and her friend; max, Cedric, Hermione, the weasleys, some other red haired people she hadn't seen before, but one picture caught her eye, it was a photo of Rosalind and a tall blonde man so with the same features as her except the dark hair, smiling and laughing with eachother. Was that her brother? Deciding she had been nosy enough today she removed her attention from the picture and hopped in the shower, the warm water feeling like heaven on her cold skin.
Rosalind decided to write a letter to her uncle whilst she waited for Fleur to finish in the bathroom, filling him in on the past few days and her quite emotional date with Fleur. Sirius knew all about Fleur Delacour, practically annoying Rosalind in every single letter and mirror meeting until she said she would let him meet the girl she was so smitten with. Which ofcourse she would want him to meet her however she didn't know how serious they were yet and didn't want to rush anything.
Finishing up her letter, she went over to her window and passed it to her jet black owl, named 'Midnight' and let him take off with it. Of course sending it to Remus' address instead of Sirius' incase something happened to the letter. She didn't want to risk anything as of yet.
The bathroom door opened, revealing Fleur stood there shaking her wet hair with her towel, Rosalind's oversized jumper looking absolutely ravishing on her.
"All done?" Rosalind got up, taking her dirty clothes from her and placing them on the cabinet so she could take them tomorrow morning.
"Mhm" Fleur smiled and pulled her down into a sweet kiss, not being able to resist after not kissing her for atleast an hour.
"Are you going in now?" She asked and Rosalind nodded however she paused when an idea came to mind.
"Want to help me change my hair colour?" The french girls eyes widened but she nodded excitedly, Rosalind had once mentioned how she used muggle products on her hair instead of magic so she was rather fascinated. She said it was like painting.
"Are you doing it blue?" Fleur smirked, watching as Rosalind went over to her cabinet and pulled out box that had a picture of a muggle woman with bright blue hair. Rosalind needed to change her hair anyways, the red was only semi-permanent so it faded quickly and looked more blonde now. She looked like Narcissa almost.
"Mhm, you said it would look nice right?"
"You'll look beautiful with any colour" Rosalind smiled and pecked her cheek however Fleur squealed and dropped the towel she was using for her hair on the ground when Rosalind pulled her into the bathroom once more.
She gave the hair dye box to Fleur, who started reading the instructions as if Rosalind didn't know what she was doing.
Rosalind stilled when she realised she would have to take her hoodie and off there was only a sports bra underneath.
Feeling her tense under the hand that she had laid upon her shoulder, Fleur asked her what was wrong placing the box down and turning her to face her.
"Can you um.. turn away-"Fleur cut her off by standing on her tip toes to press a kiss on her lips, bringing her face down so she would look her in the eyes.
"Don't hide from me" she caressed her cheek softly. Rosalind hesitated but after a while nodded and let Fleur slide her hoodie up, pulling her arms out as it went over her head.
Fleur didn't show any negative reaction when seeing the different shaped scars on Rosalind's stomach, they were a range of sizes too as if some had been dragged down painfully. Her upper arms held crescent moon imprints from where it seemed she had been grabbed harshly. Seeing her looking closely, Rosalind tried to cover herself but Fleur stopped her, holding up her arm to her lips and placing a gentle kiss over her 'blood traitor' marking.
"You are the most beautiful girl I have ever seen" Rosalind looked down shyly but tried to cover it with a 'I know I am' which made Fleur laugh loudly, shaking her head at the Slytherin and pressing another kiss to her cheek before picking up the hair dye box again.
