ROSE LOOKED AT herself in the full-length mirror and was happy with how she looked. She curled her hair so it would lay on her shoulders softly, put mascara on her eyelashes so they feathered out, placed golden sparkly eyeshadow on her eyelids, and topped it all off with vibrant red lipstick. She looked through the clothes she had at home and the few selections she brought from school. Quickly she picked out a pair of black leggings, brown knee-length boots with white socks slightly sticking out, and a thick cream sweater that held fickles of color within then yarn.
She walked out of her bedroom (white walls adorned with posters of inspirational women, hanging bookshelves filled with different types of literature, potted plants by her window - her dad happily took care of them while at school -, clothes spilling out of her pine wooden dresser, and a queen-sized bed that had a light blue fluffy comforter on top) and headed to the living room to meet with the rest of her family.
Ghost was getting acquainted with the other Kneazles, Tituba and Chudley. Tituba was pure black, the complete opposite of Ghost, and Chudley was white with spots of orange and brown all around. Chudley had more cat than Kneazle in him.
And just as Rose expected, Ghost kept his distance. So while Tituba and Chudly were cuddled by the warm fire in the living room, Ghost stood atop the cold window sill staring at the two Kneazles who wouldn't mind if Ghost joined them.
The moment Rose walked into the room Ghost jumped off the window sill and right over to her. She bent down and placed a festive collar around his neck. Bright red with a golden bell.
"Don't worry Ghost it's only for tonight," Rose laughed at her white Kneazle trying to scratch off the collar. "You have to look presentable for the party."
Hermione quickly followed Rose after her. She wore a red turtle neck, black slacks, and silver dress flats. Her hair was put up in a near updo which allowed others to see her festive earrings. They were Christmas trees and even had blinking lights around them.
"Oh, Ghost you look so handsome!" Hermione exclaimed giving the white baby Kneazle a scratch on the head. "Oh, Tituba and Chudley shush—" the two other Kneazles were meowing loudly seeing the attention they weren't receiving.
Ron and Hugo came bundling down the stairs next. Ron wore grey plaid slacks, brown leather dress shoes, and a white dress shirt with a Christmas vest on top. The vest showed a very jolly Santa smiling and snowflakes sprinkled about. Hugo had the same idea as his dad and wore a fun Christmas sweater as well. His showed the twelve reindeer flying across the night sky over a neighboring town. Neither brushed out their ginger hair. Yet the messy hair was more noticeable on Hugo having adopted his mother's frizziness. Something Rose thanked Merlin she didn't have to deal with.
In normal Granger-Weasley fashion, the family was running late. The blame, of course, was put on anyone but themselves.
Ron grabbed the bag of presents for the rest of the family. Hermione grabbed the dutch apple pie from the counter. Rose grabbed Ghost, and Hugo... well Hugo held the door open so everyone could leave.
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Under The Veil (Next Generation Harry Potter FF #1)
ФанфикBook 1 of 'The Veil' Series "I can see them..." "Who? Rose, what are you talking about?" "They're trying to kill me..." ~~ Rose Granger-Weasley, born as the first child to Hermione Granger and Ronald Weasley. The moment she took in her first breath...