Author's Note: Hello dear readers, while I am aware that I have left An Important Day without an update, I couldn't help type this up as it strolled into my head as I was reading Pride and Prejudice. I promise you that the other fic will be updated as will this. Feel free to tell me your thoughts about this chapter…

Owl Post

"Mum! Dad! The letters are here!" I holler as two huge owls swoop in through the kitchen window. My hands shake as I try to untie the letters. i guess my clumsiness annoys the bigger one because it pecks at my finger, drawing blood. "Bloody hell! That hurt!" I yelp in surprise more than in pain.

"Language Rose!" my father says absently as he walks in with Mum, Hugo trailing behind.

I toss Hugo his letter saying, "You go first!"

"Aww, Rose!" he pretends to grumble as he rips his letter open excitedly. I hear a metallic clunk as something shiny falls to the ground. Mum, Dad and I hold our breath as Hugo dives under the table to retrieve it. He resurfaces looking shocked.

"Dad, I'm quidditch captain!"

I squeal and run to hug him as Mum pecks Dad on the lips laughing, "See Ron, he was the obvious choice!" Dad just mutters something about Mum being right all the time. Hugo still looks like he's just been hit on the head with a Bludger.

"Oh come on, Hugo!" I say, exasperated. You're the best Seeker Gryffindor have had since Uncle Harry! You're really, really good!"

"Thanks Rosie-Posie!" he says, a smirk lighting up his brown eyes as he uses my hated childhood nickname.

"Hugo… do you really want to go down memory lane?" I ask sweetly.

Hugo just grins "Open your letter Rosie-Posie, let's see what you got!"

"Come on Rose, open it love. We're proud of you no matter what!" says Mum, with Dad nodding vigorously.

"Thanks Mum." I murmur and I take a deep breath. I can feel my family's eyes trained on me. I look up at them and they smile in encouragement. I tear open the envelope and pull out a parchment. It is the booklist. I scan it quickly, smiling because I have read all the books in it years ago. I cast it aside. I reach into the envelope, tentatively. My hand grasps something small, cold, smooth and hard. I take another deep breath, hardly willing to believe my sense of touch. I pull out the object.

It is a badge. A Head Girl badge. Wordlessly, I turn to my parents. Mum smirks proudly before declaring "I told you so Rose! You put pressure on yourself unnecessarily! This was obviously coming your way! I'm so proud of you!" she kisses me on my head before she Floos to Aunt Ginny's.

Hugo gives me an awkward pat and says triumphantly," Rosie-Posie I can party all year now! My darling sister is Head Girl now, she won't put me in detention will she, now?"

"Hugo Ronald Weasley! You will behave this year, all the more so because I'm Head Girl!" I screech indignantly, "You need to set an example for the rest of the school. I can't be seen condoning- oh!"

Agh, he was just winding me up! Git! As revenge I whack him on the head with a very heavy book.

"OW Rose!" he yells.

"Aww… did ickle Hughikins get hurt?" I tease him as he runs off. I turn to Dad, he has a very proud, albeit dazed look on his face. I pull up a chair and sit by him.

He stares at me and mutters, "Bloody hell Rosie! You've grown up!"

"Language Dad" I reply laughing as I hug him.

Before I turn out the lights, I pull out the "Head Girl Envelope" as I've taken to calling it and tip its contents onto my bed. The Head Girl Badge gleams in the light from my night lamp as I look at it in contentment. It represents everything that I've worked towards at Hogwarts for the past six years. An immense sense of satisfaction fills my heart. I will do the job to perfection.

Next, I turn my attention to another piece of parchment, ignoring the booklist. The letter in my hands is from Professor McGonagall, the Headmistress.

Dear Ms Weasley,

It is my great pleasure to inform you of your selection as Hogwarts Head Girl.

The Staff and Ghosts of Hogwarts School reached this unanimous decision after carefully scrutinizing your marks in every subject and finding them consistently exceptional. They also are of the opinion that your contribution to Gryffindor House in the capacities of Quidditch Captain in your fifth year and Prefect in your sixth is a reflection of your responsibility and further convinces them that you are the best choice for Head Girl.

The Staff and Ghosts of Hogwarts School are confident that you will do justice to the post of Head Girl and do Hogwarts School proud.

Your co-head will be Mr Scorpius Malfoy, and you will receive a detailed list of responsibilities on September the first in the Heads' compartment aboard the Hogwarts Express .Please be punctual.

Lastly, I wish to congratulate you on your achievement. I am sure you will make a capable Head Girl.

Yours sincerely,

Minerva McGonagall

Headmistress

I smile slightly as I fold up my letter and place it on my bedside table next to my wand, thinking, my brother is Quidditch captain, I am Head Girl and my best friend is Head Boy. My last coherent thought as I drift into sleep is that this year promises to be wonderful!

Author's Note: Yes, I know Rose does seem rather goody two shoes, but that is how I envisioned her for this fic, but let me know how I could change that to make her seem less annoying. (*hint*hint*) also, I'd like some suggestions for the title… please?