A Letter 2 Years Late

Chapter 12 - Easter Break

Finally! It was finally Easter break! YES! I was so happy that we finally had another break from school. Especially from history, that horrid excuse of a subject. I followed Rose up the driveway towards her house. I was relieved to see that it wasn't a huge mansion (which it easily could have been, with famous parents!) but an an average house, set in a scenic location. Still, you could tell that it was a beloved home and high end, though Rose gave me no time to admire before dragging me up the stairs.

She led me into her room where I would be staying during the break. It was a spacious room, and obviously, it was extremely neat and tidy. The walls were all a smooth cream, except for one wall that was a ballet pink. Her desk, vanity, and bookshelves were all white and pushed up against the cream walls, and her bed was pushed against the pink wall. Her covers were a baby blue, to match with her curtains, and a white canopy fell over her bed gracefully, like a waterfall. Other then a small nightstand, nothing else occupied that side of the room and it was easy to see why. Rose had put up collages of photos, evenly spaced, each under their own subheading, such as 'cheer' and 'dance'. I remembered that Rose had told me a while back that during the summer months she often joined muggle classes, such as dancing, and cheerleading, and of course, book clubs. Under the heading 'school', the photos Rose had from Hogwarts smiled and waved at me. Directly above her bed was the quote 'All was well', surrounded by Gryffindor memorabiliia and fairy lights. With a jolt, I realize that was the last line of the final Harry Potter novel.

Rose sets her bag down next to her bag, and looks at me grinning, noticing me admiring her room. 'Yeah, the quote's kinda cheesey, but I wanted to put something to remind me that in the end, everything ends up well. Doesn't my room look good now? I got to renovate last summer.'

Before I could even place my suitcase on the air mattress that was temporarily set up, Rose grabbed my wrist and dragged me back out, causing me to drop my bag on the floor.

"Come on, I want to introduce you to my parents." She said happily, skipping down the hall to the stairs. On our way, we passed by a little boy who was about a year or two younger. Actually I think Rose almost ran him over by her excitement. She zoomed past him, barely saying a hi.

Once we were down the stairs, Rose led me to the kitchen where a woman with long wavy light brown hair sat. She was sitting at the table reading a newspaper while a spoon stirred her tea on it's own. I smiled thinking in my head how I loved magic.

"Mum, mum! This is my new friend Tressa!" Rose exclaimed all too happily. I swear I don't remember giving her any sugar earlier...

"Oh hello there," Mrs. Weasley said warmly, placing the newspaper on the table. There was something about the way she looked at me though that felt weird. Did it have anything to do with my parents maybe?

"Hi," I replied shyly. I hated meeting new people. I still wondered how I met Rose and every one else.

"MOMMY!" came a whiny voice from behind and I saw Rose's smile falter. I raised an eyebrow at her and she leaned over whispering in my ear:

"That's Hugo, my annoying little brother."

"I didn't know you had a younger brother." I said shocked, "Does he go to Hogwarts too?"

Rose nodded in reply. "Just started this year."

Before I could say anything else, the front door opened and a voice rang through the halls.

"I'm home!" boomed a voice that I could only guess that it belonged to Rose's Dad. A tall man with ginger hair walked into the kitchen to be attacked by Rose's little brother.

"Daddy!" Hugo cried running into his arms.

Rose once again rolled her eyes at me before she followed Hugo.