Entry for the "Triwizard Tournament" at "Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry (Challenges and Assignments"

Task One: Meeting a first love at Hogwarts

Entry for "Charms" at "Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry (Challenges and Assignments)"

Task - Write about someone who is hiding a secret from everyone. Alternatively, write about someone who feels invisible.

I hope you like it, it is just a short piece... :)


Rose Weasley was known by her friends as someone who was not easily influenced by the opinion of other people. It was something her mother had been teaching her fairly early, seeing that her daughter was just as intelligent as she was.

But by her second year at Hogwarts, Rose somehow started to feel different about that topic. It was like her mother had suspected – everybody saw her as the smart girl, the Miss-Know-It-All²...

Some people were polite, were being real friends, some just wanted her to help them with their homework and some others teased her, mocked her for being smarter.

Normally, she just ignored their called out phrases, letting them bounce back, but at some point she felt that some of them were reaching the inside.

They started to sting when they came out of the mouth of a certain, blonde-haired Slytherin.

Scorpius Malfoy.

And in these moments, Rose started to hate how intelligent she was. It was like this was her only quality that was showed to the people surrounding her, it was as if the real Rose was invisible to them. They only saw the bookworm – but there was so much more about her, so much they did not see.

She liked Quidditch and desperately wanted to play it at school as soon as she would have the opportunity.

Winter was her favourite season, especially when a thick, white blanket of snow covered the world.

She loved to sleep long on Sunday mornings, snuggled under her warm blanket.

They did not see the Rose that loved to be outside with her friends, laughing, gossiping.

He did not see that Rose.

At first, it had felt strange to Rose that she felt so bothered by this, that a weight seemed to last on her heart when she thought about it.

She wanted him to know that she was not just brain, that she was a normal person.

But how could she do that?

This question was swirling around in her mind every day and was not letting go of her.

Wasn't it already enough that she was completely confused by her own body? Those sweaty hands she was getting when he came close, her whole body shaking, this distant tingle in her belly, her voice being reduced to a stutter...

Rose had not known what was going on, until... well, until her cousin Albus had grinned at her, teasing her that she might have a crush on Scorpius.

With her head as red as a tomato she had denied it, but over the next days the blushes kept coming back to her cheeks every time she came across Scorpius in class or in the hallways.

Her days started to become bittersweet – her mood would lighten up every time she could see him entering the same hallway as her, this unfamiliar feeling in her stomach carrying her higher with every minute.

But then, within a few seconds, she was coming down again, hitting earth harshly when she saw him laughing about her, making some nasty comments about her and her books.

And in this moment, Rose Weasley cursed her intelligence, her knowledge hiding everything else that made her who she was.

Sometimes, she just wanted to blurt it out to him, telling him how much she liked the Quidditch saturdays at Hogwarts...

But that was not like her.

And so she kept quiet, trying to save every tingle she felt, every positive moment while standing in the background, out of sight.