[HP] Leader's Exclusive Rose

You ask me what time is like?

I had no choice but to point to my eyes—the years have passed, leaving scars on my eyebrows and feet.

During the summer vacation, under the pressure of her mother's advice and father's assessment, Rosalind asked Cedric to give her a good tutoring session. During the period, she also visited Harry and Hermione in the Muggle world.

It wasn't a particularly pleasant visit to the Dursleys, but it wasn't much of a mess.

In the fifth year, two people were to be elected as prefects. For example, the male prefect who had just been selected - Cedric Diggory, was almost the only candidate that everyone in Hufflepuff could think of.

Kindness, integrity, good study and helpfulness.

Oh Merlin, what kind of perfect existence is this?

However, Rosalind never thought that she would become a prefect, but in the end she tried to apply for it—in Nelia's words, it can't be cheap for other women to occupy the position of prefect and Cedric K took the opportunity to get closer.

"Oh—the eight of you will become the prefects of four houses in the future. I believe that Hogwarts will become better because of our joint efforts."

Seeing Dumbledore's loving smile, Rosalind quietly suppressed the idea of ​​taking an extra lemon sherbet.

In addition to representing certain management powers, the prefect also represents having a relatively independent dormitory——

Looking at Rosalind who was busy packing her things, Levia hooked Lizzy's arm with emotion: "Oh, our little Rosa can't sleep with us anymore. Do you miss the three of us?"

"Of course, Levya, I only stay in that separate room when I sleep, and I don't stay there all day—otherwise, what can you do if you are lonely?" Rosalind has long been used to joking with them, I have to say that it is somewhat uncomfortable to move out suddenly to live in the prefect's dormitory alone.

Cedric here has already packed his things and is sitting on the sofa in the lounge waiting for her.

After taking her luggage naturally, Cedric suddenly had the illusion of taking his little wife to travel abroad.

"Why do I feel like the two of them are going to a couple's village for vacation?" Nelia spoke out his thoughts first.

"When you put it that way, it seems like something is going on~" Liz also covered her mouth and smiled.

Rosalind with flushed cheeks didn't turn around to refute them, and Cedric just curled his lips when he heard that, and pushed the girl's luggage to the prefect's room as if no one else was there.

The prefect dormitories corresponding to each grade in Hogwarts are close together, which means that Cedric lives next door to her.

Parting ways at the door, Cedric rubbed the top of Rosalind's hair: "Call me if you need anything, I'm right next door, huh?"

"I know, I know, I'll call you if I need something!" Rosalind held his hand with a smile and tiptoed: "Today is a good afternoon kiss."

chirp——

In exchange for the boy's momentary stupefaction and glowing face.

Early the next morning, Rosalind put down her sleeping fawn doll in her arms—it was a Christmas present from Cedric.

Yawning lazily, she got up to wash up.

I have to admit that the configuration of the prefect's room is still very good, and it is much more convenient than ordinary dormitories.

As soon as she opened the door, she saw Cedric who was already fully dressed and sitting there waiting for her:

"Yo~ good morning, Prefect Digory~" She purposely turned around to call him in a sweet and greasy tone, and she didn't know that she thought it was some persistent little girl who chased him all the way to the door of his dormitory .

Cedric gave her a helpless smile when he heard the words, but his doting eyes flashed brightly in the next second:

"Good morning, Mrs. Prefect."

Gee.

Why is your face so red again?

Rosalind simply lowered her head and didn't look at him. Maybe Merlin didn't even know when Cedric became so provocative.

Rosalind was sitting alone on the lawn and flipping through the History of Magic textbook, when she raised her head inadvertently, she saw three familiar figures walking in her direction——

It's the Gryffindor Triangle.

Hermione raised her arms high and waved to her, and Rosalind smiled and waved back.

"Why are you sitting here?" Ron held the unfinished chicken leg in his hand.Harry also showed an appropriate expression of curiosity. Of course, it might have been better if the savior hadn't blushed.

Rosalind raised her eyebrows, took Hermione's arm affectionately and sat down with the three Gryffindor lion cubs.

"Why isn't senior Cedric with you?" Hermione blinked and asked jokingly.

"He's gone to training, and he's going to play against Ravenclaw's Quidditch team the day after tomorrow. As the captain of the Hufflepuff team, he must set an example and lead the players to hurry up and practice." Rosalind closed the textbook, and continued: "Are you interested in visiting a stage play?"

Ron was still holding the drumstick in his hand: "Hufflepuff is going to have a stage play for Halloween? Is it the kind of stage play that Muggles would watch?"

Harry also cast a surprised look at Rosalind: "Will there be such a program at Hogwarts?"

"Yes, Hufflepuffs have always liked to hold various types of parties, but they were held in the yard before, but Levia proposed to hold a Halloween carnival this time, otherwise it would be too boring to guard a bunch of jack-o-lanterns every year gone."

"So you went to apply to Professor Sprout to hold a school-level stage play?!" Ron's blue eyes were full of shock, and he stopped gnawing on the chicken leg in his hand.

"Hmm! Sounds great, doesn't it? And Principal Dumbledore agreed!" Rosalind's eyes were bright, and there was obvious joy in them.

Facts have proved that, except for Slytherin, the other three colleges are more enthusiastic about the party - after all, it is approaching the Christmas holiday, and it is possible to have a different Halloween.

While it's impossible to kill everyone with a stick, most of the snakes still adhere to the pure-blood values ​​of their house founder, Salazar Slytherin.This also makes them unwilling to "condescend" to perform for others.

"So Rosa, what show are you planning?" Harry pushed his glasses, his emerald green eyes filled with curiosity.

"Speaking of this, first of all, we should thank our smart and lovely Miss Know-It-All~" Rosalind looked at Hermione with a smile: "She gave me inspiration."

"Me? Tell me what's going on!" Hermione rarely showed a puzzled look on her face, and Harry and Ron were also surprised.

"But what does this have to do with your show?" Ron couldn't help interrupting her, "Could it be that you're performing Muggle books?"

Harry and Hermione also nodded, agreeing with Ron's point of view.

Rosalind didn't give a shit about it: "Since I read "The Great Gatsby", to be honest, I really recommend you two to read it too. I have already recommended it to Nelia and the others. Yes, this book is very realistic."

"Okay, I'll take a look when I get back." Harry nodded, and his messy black hair trembled accordingly.

"So what the hell are you doing?" Ron asked again.

"Pfft~ You are so eager to know the answer?" Rosalind laughed, and Harry also bent the corners of his mouth.

Clearing her throat, Rosalind chose to explain to poor Ron: "Ibeki proposed a show similar to a stage play in the Muggle world, but it would condense the story."

"Is it set in the book you were talking about?" Harry asked.Ron and Hermione were also waiting for her answer.

Rosalind looked at the Gryffindor Triangle in front of her and hummed, then asked, "You guys will go and see it, right?"

Hermione showed embarrassment after hearing this: "I'm sorry, Rosa, but I usually have to learn a lot, which also means that I don't have much free time." The girl pursed her lips and replied, "But don't worry, I will definitely I'll watch you perform!"

"It's okay baby~ I know you will definitely applaud me!" Rosalind hugged her, and joked again: "If it weren't for our schoolmaster Hermione, Harry and Ron wouldn't know that they would be taught because of their homework." How many times have you been punished!"

Harry and Ron blushed when they heard the words, but they couldn't refute Rosalind's words—they really couldn't do without Hermione's help in their studies.

Hermione was also amused, and her brown eyes were full of girlish vigor and demeanor again: "Sooner or later they will suffer! If they don't study hard, the fate will not be so good!"

Those were our best years, with sunshine, warm wind, flowing water, and birds flapping their wings——

both you and me.