James and watches - Rose's POV

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I sat in my armchair in the corner of the Gryffindor common room and tried to read my Defence Against the Dark Arts book. Al was sitting next to me playing wizard chess with his friend, Sam, thankfully they were quiet. That cannot be said for the rest of my family.

Lilly and Hugo were sending random spells at each other and building a fortress out of pillows. James and a couple of his friends were supposed to be doing their OWL revision but were mainly trying to teach Lilly and Hugo OWL spells, that they were surprisingly good at, and playing exploding snap by the window, which they insisted on leaving open even though it was snowing outside, so that the sounds of people from other houses could be heard. My guess is that they were having a snowball fight; I guessed this because there was a lot of screeching, shrieking, shouting and screaming. Eventually I gave up on by book, which was not a good sign because I had planned my Christmas holiday down to the last second to do lots of revision for end of year exams.

"You've still got ten minutes." Al told me without even looking up from his complicated chess move, well it looked complicated to me, but I didn't get chess.

"I just can't concentrate properly." I said. That caused both Al and Sam to look at me. "What?"

"Nothing." They both said and went back to their game; I watched them for a second longer before getting up and walking to the portrait hole. Nobody even acknowledged that I had moved until I was halfway through and James yelled after me.

"Enjoy your date!"

"Enjoy your death!" I yelled back and marched off down the corridor so that he couldn't call anything else after me. Five minutes later I arrived outside the room of requirement. I was early but five minutes alone or extra with my awesome boyfriend was a lot better than James. Once inside I sat down in the small room that had been created. Whenever me and my boyfriend met up here it showed us this room, it was red and green with gold clouds and silver linings and comfortable squishy armchairs. There was also a small bookshelf and I pulled off the book I was reading at the moment to find that it was marked at exactly the correct page, even though the real book was on by bed stand in my dormitory. Minutes later somebody cover my eyes so that I couldn't read the book and whispered in my ear.

"Who am I?" I tried not to laugh as I answered him.

"Are you the reincarnation of Voldemort?"

"No."

"What about Dumbledore?"

"No."

"Ghandi?"

"No."

"Are you my really annoying cousin James?"

"I'm just offended now."

"What about Dorothy?"

"Who?"

"From the wizard of Oz, she's the girl with the red shoes."

"Oh, no I'm not her."

"Then I have no idea who you could possibly be."

"I'm your awesome boyfriend." He said removing his hands from my eyes and walking around so I can see him properly. Blond hair swept to the side, startling grey eyes and the body of a god. He was wearing his Slytherin jumper to show his house pride.

"Oh yeah." I said. "Hello Scorpius Malfoy."

"Hello Rose Weasley." He replied. "What are you reading?"

"The fault in our stars. Don't ask."

"Right. If you could follow me." He grabbed my hand and pulled me into a room to the side of the one I was in and I gasped. We were in a winter wonderland; there were ice sculptors and falling snow and everything. In the centre of the room, which was about the size of a ballroom, was a small table set for two and lit by candles. I looked at Scorpius.

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