"Come on Rose, everyone will be waiting for us at the airport." Rose's mother, Hermione, shouted her from the bottom of the stairs. The Weasley, Potter and Scamander clan had decided to go on holiday together for two weeks. To Rose, this meant two weeks of being away from her paintbrushes, guitar and her anti-social life. The only good thing was cute foreign boys. Everyone else, however, thought that the holiday was an amazing way to bond.
"Coming mum!" She called from her bedroom. She had successfully shut her suitcase and was nearly ready to leave. She just needed to get her muggle phone from downstairs and put it in her hand luggage. She picked up her black, boring suitcase and headed downstairs where her mum, dad and brother were waiting.
"Let me get my phone first, oh and mum? Please can you carry my suitcase? It is just so heavy and my weak, little arms cannot handle it." She smiled her angelic smile after finishing her sentence.
"I suppose." Hermione sighed and took Rose's suitcase from her.
After five minutes, Rose finally arrived, with her phone and a book in her hand.
"I'm ready!" She headed to the door and opened it. Her family followed after her, her poor mother carrying two lots of luggage.
"I cannot wait to meet all the hot foreign boys in Spain!" She exclaimed after her family had gotten into the car.
"Rose, you are not getting involved with boys this holiday. This holiday is about family." Ron, her father shook his head.
They finally started their journey to Spain after half an hour of messing about.