Rose conqures her fear. Sort of.
Written for the Hogwarts School Of Witchcraft and Wizardry: History of Magic, Assignment 6: Write about escaping something (I'm writing about Rose escaping a hug from her uncle)
Not Quite Scary
Rose had to run. She had to run far away. Even the enticing smell of her grandmother's cookies couldn't make her change her mind. Not when he was there. Some of the towering adults around her wore smiles full of mirth. Her mother seemed to be looking disapproving at her, but she didn't care. The red haired man smelled strange, like burnt grass, leather and something else funny. What frightened Rose the most was he was around her grandmother's house rarely. She got to know all of the other family members, but not him. And just to tip it off, the last time he had held her, Rose saw that there were disgusting spots on his hand!
Rose felt warm hands circle around her belly, and then she was lifted off the ground. Rose tried to wrestle out of the firm grip with all of her might, tugging at the man's thick arms. Then she saw his face. The man wore a cheeky grin, it looked like one of his teeth was chipped, and his fire red hair was long and matted.
"Happy Birthday Rosie!" the man smiled. Rose sniffed, and sniffed, then her bottom lip began to tremble.
"Oh no no, don't cry. Look at what uncle Charlie got you for your birthday," Charlie pulled out a small, shiny packet from his back pocket. Rose ceased her sniffing and looked at the package curiously. Charlie chuckled.
"Open it," he ushered. Rose stared at the man, still suspicious and slightly scared of him, but her curiosity won out and she took the package out of his hands. Her eyes widened when she saw what was inside. There was a beautiful emerald encrusted hair pin, in the form of a dragon.
"That's beautiful, Charlie" Hermione said to him, "It looks like Rose loves it,"
"Do you Rosie?" Charlie asked, looking into her brown eyes. Rose nodded enthusiastically, a smile playing on her lips.
"Good because you will be visiting a real life one soon,"
"Don't be daft Charlie, you know she could easily get dragon pox at this age," Nana Weasley said seriously, taking Rose out of her Uncle's arms.
Charlie laughed, "Only joking mum of course"
Rose watched him smile, laugh and joke with his family for the rest of her birthday, all while handling her new hair pin. His blue eyes were bright and alive and smile infectious. Maybe Uncle Charlie wasn't so scary after all.
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