It was raining heavily, but they didn’t cancel the Quiddich game. Rose was walking alone towards the Quiddich pitch, a dog following her. A red umbrella in her hands.
“Okay Padfoot, that’s it, you can’t come into the pitch, or the stands.”
The dog whined and barked at her, but Rose shook her head.
“Come on, go somewhere so you didn’t get wet. Come on…” the dog wagged its tail at her and ran towards the other way.
Rose sighed, she knows he is not going to leave and going to find a way inside so he could watch Harry play.
Fred and George joined her from behind, George slung his arm around her shoulder: “Why hello our dear Rose…”
“Wearing our lucky scarf I see…” Fred continued.
Rose wore the scarf they gave them to their games, and almost every time they won, so the twins decided to call it their lucky scarf.
Rose smiled at them: “shouldn’t you two be at the pitch already?” she asked.
“Yeah, but we like to tease Wood a bit.” Said Fred.
They were walking under her umbrella. When they got to the locker room, they both kissed Rose on the cheek, while she wishes them luck.
Rose went and sat at the stands, beside Hermione and Ron.
Gryffindors entered the pitch first, they rounded the pitch and every Gryffindor and some of the Revanclaw’s cheered on them.
They won all the matches before that, but they needed this score against Huffelpuffs because Slytherins won all their matches too and they were ahead of them by points.
Oliver Wood was so nervous in the morning at breakfast but he seemed better now. After the Gryffindors it was the Huffelpuffs turn to round the pitch.
After Wood and Diggory shook hands, the game began.
Both teams took their time out. The Weather was getting worse by second and at the second time out Hermione went to help Harry with his glasses so he could see properly with all the raining.
After the time out, after some minutes suddenly Harry and Cedric Diggory both dived to the sky, both saw the golden snitch.
Suddenly Rose felt so cold and empty; a lightning lightened up the sky and Rose saw the Dementors where Harry and Cedric were heading.
As another lightning laminated the sky, she saw Harry is falling and his broomstick went straight towards the whomping willow.
A scream erupted from Rose’s throat like everyone else who saw Harry falling, luckily Dumbledore ease the speed of his falling.
Cedric Diggory didn’t notice anything so he caught the snitch, and turned to the crowed, and then he saw Harry on the floor and most of the teachers and his friends running to him.
Madam Pomfry levitated Harry and took him to hospital wing, his friends following him there. Rose come down with the crowd.
Fred and George and the rest of the team were walking towards the hospital wing to see Harry.
“Hey, where do you think you are going…?” asked Angelina Johnson bitterly.
“I…I was…” Rose was shocked; she couldn’t form words.
“Hey cut it out Ang, Harry is her friend. She has every right to be there and see him.” George defended her.
Angelina mumbled ‘whatever’ and went to walk beside Alicia and talk to her.
Fred and George stood at either side of her but Rose kept her head down all the way to the hospital wing.
Madam Pomfry smiled at her as she entered and Rose smiled at her too, she was one of her favourite people in school and when Rose didn’t have anything to do she always went to help her in the hospital.
“How is he…?” she asked madam Pomfry as she went to her office with her.
“He is going to be fine. He needed some potion and rest, if his friends let him.”
Madam Pomfry sighed.
Rose smiled: “They are just worried, as soon as he opens his eyes they are going. Do you have any blankets? The guys just came from a heavy rain.” Rose asked.
“Yes, yes in the closet.” She said while trying to arrange the potions on her desk.
Rose took the five blankets and went out, she handed two to the twins and on to Ron and Hermione. She turned around to hand the other two to the other member of the team when she saw Neville Longbottom with Harry’s broken broom.
He handed the broken broom to Ron, who gasped, he was so sad because he knows how much Harry liked his broom.
Neville was all wet,
Rose handed the two other blankets to Alicia and Neville and went to sit near the window.
The others started to talk and Rose was just looking out of the window and sometimes at the others.
When Harry opened his eyes and they made sure he was okay, they went back to the common room.
It was still raining heavily and Rose was worried for Sirius out there.
She took a blanket and a tent and went outside, hoping not to get caught.
She made it safely to where Sirius stayed in his dog form, he was under a tree.
He was shivering and trying to protect himself by pressing his body to the tree more and cringe under the tree.
He turned around and noticed Rose there, setting a small tent and using a spell on it. He changed to his human form and shook his head to get rid of some of the water and entered the tent which was bigger inside.
Rose used a spell to dry him and handed him a blanket.
“How’s Harry?” he asked when he was dry and a little warmer.
“He’s good… in need of some rest. He is in good hands. His broom shattered though.”
Sirius nodded sadly and sighed.
“He will be okay tomorrow. You were there, I saw you following us near the castle.”
Sirius nodded: “Why do you let them talk to you like that?”
Rose was confused; she didn’t know what Sirius is talking about. Sirius looked up at her: “I saw that girl being mean to you.”
“It’s because I am a Lestrange… They don’t know me; they just assume I am a bad person because of my name.” Rose said like it’s not a big deal. It’s been 3 years but the words still hurt her, she tried so many times to block them but it was impossible.
