Rose Weasley, the daughter of Molly and Arthur Weasley and the twin sister of Ginny Weasley. What happens when she goes to Hogwarts, will she get in the same house as the rest of her family. Will she make friends, do good in classes, and survive the...
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(The same color too.)
Rose's POV:
I woke up the next day to the feel of soft lips on my nose. I smiled and realized where I was, with Draco in the hospital wing. I opened my eyes and saw my beautiful boyfriend with a smile I could just dissolve in.
"Good morning to you too." I giggled. He chuckled and moved a lose strand of hair from my face.
"So what are we going to do today." He asked. I thought for a moment.
"Well, we have dance class to prepare for the Yule ball at I think 3. So we'll be doing that, but other that then that I don't know." I said with a thinking face. He tensed up when I mentioned the Yule ball. I knew what he was thinking.
"Love, it would be best if we didn't go together. We will get caught for sure and-" I was cut off by Draco.
"But I want to go with you! I should be able to go to the ball with my girlfriend...." he trailed off. I sighed.
"I know, I really want to go with you too.... but.... it's too risky." I breathed. He nodded sadly and I got off his lap. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath. Draco got up from his chair and hugged me tightly. I silently cried into his chest as he stroked my hair gently.
"Why can't it just be easy like it's supposed to be?" I mumbled. He sighed and rested his chin on my head.
"I don't know, love. I don't know." He mumbled.
"Hey, it's okay. It's not the end of the world, we can still hangout at the ball. We will just have to be careful." He whispered. I whimpered quietly but nodded. I broke the hug and looked into his grey eyes and sighed.
"I better get going. See you later." I breathed. He nodded sadly. I pecked him on the lips and made my way out of the hospital wing.
The minute I got out of the wing I felt an emptiness inside me. I couldn't stand myself without him, it hurt me, it physically and mentally hurt me.
*Dance class*
(Wearing outfit and hair at the top)
Rose's POV:
I sighed as I walked into the cleared out transfiguration classroom. I don't know why Snape chose to teach us in here but whatever. I walked over to a nearby seat and I sat down with all the girls staring at me with disgust. Which I responded with an eye roll, they are fourteen years old! Come on be mature! Although I shouldn't be talking, I mean I did sleep on my boyfriends lap last night.... but hey! That's with a mature meaningful relationship with the person I love, so I sho-
"Ms. Weasley! If you will stop daydreaming and listen to my commands that would be helpful!" Snape snapped. (Author: I had to do that.)
