My dream: To be a dancer.

My reality: Never going to happen.

When I was four years old, my mother signed me up for ballet classes. I turned out to be pretty good. And I loved it. By the time I was nine, my dance teacher thought it would be a good idea for me to think about going to a dancing school when I was older. 11 to be exact. My mother, being who she was, said no way. I was a witch and I was going to Hogwarts. Dancing was never going to happen.

My whole first year, I snuck down to the Gryffindor common room at 5 am, ready for the day. Well, I would go down in my ballet shoes and dance. That was the best part of my year. I improved a lot, but I still knew that I wasn't going to dance.

By now, my 5th year, the stress of O. was creeping up on me, and my dancing breaks went from few to none.

"Rosie, are you okay? You've seen pretty down lately." My best friend and fellow Gryffindor, Grace said.

"Yeah, Rosie." That was Al. He had to agree with Grace. He was her boyfriend.

Scorpius looked at me. He was Al's best mate. And mine too.

"I have to go to Ancient Runes guys."

"Hey Rose," Scorpius called after me. "I'll walk with you."

There was nothing I could do.

"So Rosie. I know something's wrong."

"Scorpius, have I ever told you my dream?" He shook his head as he weaved through the throngs of first and second years. I pulled him into the nearest broom closet. I knew where those were.

I sat down on a bucket as he leaned against the wall.

" I've always wanted to… You know what, this is not going to happen. I'm not telling you."

Scorpius's silver eyes examined mine.

"Okay." There was an amazing long silence.

"Okay, okay, I'll tell you. I've always wanted to be a dancer. A ballerina. I've been taking lessons for a long time. 12 years. Every day, first year, and second year, I danced. In the common room. At 5am. I just thought that maybe I could. My mom would never allow it, but a girl can dream right?"

"Rosie, you should have told me sooner."

He was right. I should have.

After O. , my dancing picked up again, and so did my mood. There was nothing like dancing. But one day something unfortunate happened.

Grace and I always gave Al and Scorpius the password to the Gryffindor common room, because even though they're Slytherin, they were our best friends. So at 5 in the morning on a Thursday of all days, why was Scorpius Malfoy barging into the Gryffindor common room? That was what a surprised me, who was interrupted in the middle of routine, wanted to know.

"Wow Rosie, you're pretty amazing,"

"Thanks"

"Rosie, why hadn't you ever shown that. To anyone?"

"Because, you would make a big deal of it. I'm not even that good."

"Rosie, it doesn't matter how good that was, you should show your talent."

"Okay."

I didn't believe him when he told me then. I didn't know he wouldn't lie to me.

That summer, my teacher got serious.

"Rose, if you're serious about this, you would at least come to class once a week. Okay? I know you only have two years left, but if you want any chance to ever perform anywhere, you need to step it up."

"Ruby, I would love to, but you need to convince my mom if you think I'm worth it. I think it's still a miracle I have a chance. After all these years."

"I'll talk to Hermione."

"Ruby, before you go, do you have any time on Saturdays?"

Turns out she did. I went every Saturday, during the only study day. Or quidditch day, but I didn't care for that sport. It was amazing, a thing to look forward.

"Rose, are you beaming?" Scorpius asked me one week after practice.

"Yes Scorp, I just got back from practice. I love dancing," I said a he twirled me around in the hallway.

"I was wondering something. Will you meet me in the Great Hall at 9 tonight?"

"Sure."

"Wear your dancing shoes."

Dear family member or friend of my dear Rose Weasley,

I'd like to show you something. If you could, please try to come on Sunday the eighth, and 9 pm. Thanks.

-Scorpius

I made my way to the Great Hall in my ballet shoes. I pulled open the extremely heavy door and looked into the hall filled with my family.

"Come on Rosie, dance for us!"

A smiled flitted across my face.

Dancing to me is self-expression. You can take all the advice from teachers like Ruby, but you must also but your own twist on it. When I dance, I show myself. So dancing in front of all these people, was like being naked. But while to me it was a blur, my family seemed to love it.

"Rosie, you're an amazing dancer!" Meggie and Roxy congratulated me.

There was only one person I wanted to see though.

"Scorpius!" I ran up to him and he picked me up into his arms.

"God Rosie, you were amazing!"

"Come here Scorp."

"Wh…" He never got to finish his statement because my lips were on his. Let's just say, I never was afraid to dance again.