Just to make this known, the point is to not know who the bf is, don't complain. I want my readers to think and guess. I do not own all of these characters ex Harry, Ginny... Plz review with constructive comments. I do work on weekends as well as go to school full time. I will write when I can and if I have proper motivation I write more faster. Thanks for reading and on with the story...
Traveling up the steps, a young blonde witch tried to be a quiet as she could for she was way past her curfew; if only she could make it to her Dormitory with out getting caught. Creeping down the hall, she saw it in the immediate distance: her goal. When she finally reached the picture she uttered a sigh of relief. The picture glared at her with disapproval; this was the third time this week she out late. The girl avoided the picture's eyes, knowing what she had done. She stated the password quietly, and the picture obeyed and let her in. "Where's the boy?" the picture questioned in a rather snotty tone; preferring that it not having to be woken up again in consequence to the teenagers' actions.
"He'll be along in a bit. You shouldn't have to wait long." The girl promised in a loud whisper. She continued on up another set of stairs to her room. Her roommate stirred.
"Sarah, is that you?" her roommate asked, yet only half awake.
"Yeah, sorry. I was…um…in the Common Room and I guess I fell asleep." With that her roommate turned over and went back to sleep.
Meanwhile, downstairs, the boy has just entered the Common Room, with the same kind of disappointed look that Sarah had gotten. He too went up to his room. Only, he wasn't greeted by a friend, but instead by a single, long stem red rose on his bed. He cocked his head curiously at it, but then shrugged it off as another act of love from his girlfriend. Though, he couldn't help but think it odd in the back of his head. Sarah had never done something so romantic; she always stuck to surprising him at his class or something else along those lines. She had never broke into his room before to do this. As he fell asleep he thought of this, but then soon forgot about it.
The next morning, Sarah's boyfriend was waiting for her and smiled as she descended the steps. "Thanks for the rose last night, baby." He whispered once she got close. He kissed her cheek resulting in her smiling and blushing.
"I was only returning the favor." She smiled.
"What favor?"
"You did leave me a rose the other night didn't you?" Her smiled faded and she too was puzzled. 'He must be joking.' she thought.
"No, I didn't. You mean there was a red rose on your bed?" The tone in his voice turned angry, at the someone who had given his beloved girlfriend a rose. Sarah realized this and immediately started to laugh it off.
"Oh no, I was just kidding." She lied.
"Ok." He looked at her suspiciously.
They both left for breakfast together forgetting almost instantly what had just happened.