Remus waited outside the hospital room holding little Rosalyn's hand. At the tender age of three, it had been decided she would wait outside while her mother gave birth to her new little brother. Rosalyn was sitting down, pretending to hold a book to her face.
She remembered earlier that year when she begged her mother to teach her how to read. She had laughed, three was much to early to try to start reading! Frustrated, Rosalyn pretended not to be able to tell what was milk and what was bottled water, because she "couldn't read the labels" and silly things like that. Finally, her parents had enough and caved. Sirius had told them that in a worse case, Rosalyn would get frustrated and would "fail to remind" her parents to instruct her on reading again. Surprisingly, Rosalyn was able to master reading eventually. She was so excited, reading out loud every word she could find, and then she asked her mother "This is so cool! But how do I turn it off?". She had blushed after hearing her Uncle Padfoot's howls of laughter at the comment, knowing she had said something silly. Remembering this, she couldn't help but wonder if she would have memories like this with her new brother.
"Rosalyn?" Remus interrupted her train of thought.
"Yes, Uncle Moony?"
"You're not really reading, are you?"
Rosalyn gasped. She had been perfectly disguising her staring off in to space and thinking as reading, by remembering to scan her eyes back and forth across the pages.
"Next time, remember to actually flip the pages," Remus chuckled.
Rosalyn was trying to fight off a blush, right when Sirius opened the door to tell Rosalyn to come and meet her new little brother. Rosalyn gave a squeal of excitement and ran in to the room, followed behind by Remus. "Well Rosalyn, meet your new brother Harry," James managed to say, though he was getting a misty-eyed. Harry was wrapped in a maroon blanket, which didn't match his green eyes or black hair. Rosalyn was speechless. She had never been happier in her life. The only thing that could ruin this moment was that horrible maroon-colored blanket! As she gave a small sigh, the blanket immediately changed into an emerald green one. Harry started giggling. "Oops.." Rosalie laughed softly, not being able to fight the oncoming blush off.
Rosalyn and Harry looked quite like their parents as they grew up. While Rosalyn was a perfect replica of her mother, her hair was a dark black like her fathers, although since her hair was quite long, did not look messy or tangled, just ever so slightly curly. Harry became identical to his father, aside from emerald green eyes that belonged to his mother. Even though Harry looked much like his father, he had the character of his father. Rosalyn, however, proved to be much more like her father in personality. She was more mischievous than her brother, stubborn, sarcastic but appeared to also be somewhat sneaky and cunning.
All in all, Rosalyn was incredibly protective of Harry, and when her family went in to hiding shortly after he was born, Rosalyn was glad that she had Harry to entertain and play with.
AN: Rosalyn is pronounced Rose-a-lihn
An idea I've had for a while. Rosalyn's going to wind up taking a lot more than the summary suggests for Harry... ;)
Aaand, review please. =D
