AN - What's up cool people? Yeah, that's right, you're cool! MISHCAI LIKES REVIEWS!
Disclaimer - We don't own HP in any way shape or form, but we both own laptops, duh!
As Lilly looked around Platform 9, she was worried that her parents hadn't showed at all! But, in the large crowd, she saw the familiar curly black hair, and approached it.
"Oh, Lilly, how are you dear?" Mrs. Rose asked with a ghost of a smile.
"Great, Hogwarts is fantastic!" Lilly said.
"Shh Lilly, not so loud!" her father scolded.
"What? It's not like anyone knows what I'm talking about,"
"Still! How is Rose?" John asked with a sneer.
"Good, I think she might start dating this guy," Lilly smiled.
"Hasn't she seen them all?"
"Dad! Don't say shit like that!"
"See, she's rubbing off on you already!"
Before a full blown out fight could start, a little hand tugged on Lilly's top. She looked down into the eyes of her younger sister, Daisy.
"Hey Daisy!" Lilly said happily.
"Hi Lills!" she said in a high-pitched voice.
Lilly hugged her sister tightly, who continued to shoot questions at her.
"What's Hogwarts like? Are the teachers nice? Do you have friends? Is magic cool? Can you make me turn green?" she squealed at the end.
"It's big, some teachers are nice, I have friends, magic is cool, and no, I can't" Lilly answered the questions in order.
"Aw…what about boys?" Daisy asked, her face smiling again.
"There is this über cute boy; Rose has a crush on him!" Lilly sang teasingly as Daisy giggled.
"What about you?" she asked.
"There was one boy, who was really mean! He pushed me, Jas!" Daisy's second name was Jasmine, so Lilly often called her Jas.
"What a jerk!" Jas agreed.
The sisters talked as they walked to their car. The Rose's didn't live far from the station, probably only ten minutes away. The drive was short, and too quiet. Lilly was so used to the loudness of Hogwarts and what it's students brought, the suddenly home seemed too unreal.
"Did you miss home?" her mother asked hopefully, when they arrived home.
"Not really, Hogwart's is fantastic. I miss it already," Lilly was determined to annoy her parents.
"Lilly, come to my room, I want to show you my new shoes! I got new Chelsea boots, like I real mod!" Daisy said as she bounced up and down on the spot.
Lilly was walking around the Hogwarts, alone in the corridors. It was dark, and somehow she knew she wasn't meant to be out. She knew she was heading to the library, so she took a short cut that went through a lonesome passage.
As she walked, Lilly swore she heard someone make a noise, she shrugged it off. Only three steps later, there was a loud sob that echoed through the walls. This was from a person, she knew.
Lilly followed the cries, which led her to an asp, where a boy was sitting, head in hands, sobbing. She felt like she knew him, the hair was familiar.
"Draco?" she asked, she didn't even know why. Draco was much younger looking that this. His head snapped up.
"What do you want Rose?" he snapped.
"I-I'm sorry, I was just checking…" Lilly realized her voice wasn't as high pitched as it normally was.
"Listen, I'm sorry I'm being an ass, I'm just having a rough time," Draco said in a strained voice.
Lilly slumped down next to him, attentively placing a hand on his bent knee.
"You know I'm always here for you, right Draco?" she asked.
His cold grey eyes met her bright green eyes, and she froze. "I need you," he whispered. Lilly straightened her legs out a little, like she couldn't control them, and he turned and rested his head on her lap.
"I'm scared," he admitted.
"I'm here," she soothed, but she didn't know what made her say it.
Draco turned on his side, sobbing into Lilly's stomach. "Don't leave me," he pleaded, "please…"
"Never, Draco, never…"
Lilly woke with a start, her head spinning. What was that dream Lilly thought. She had dreamt of Draco, but why? She didn't even like the boy, let alone care for him as she seemed to in the dream. She decided to write it down, so she wouldn't forget, and ask Rose later.
Lilly had been on holidays for at least a month now, and she went downstairs to hang out with her sister.
"Where is Jas?" she asked her mother, who was a very pale color.
"I-I sent her out for a few hours," she replied shakily.
"Why?"
"A letter, she got a letter. I didn't think she would be like you…" her mother trailed off.
"A Hogwarts letter? They came today?" Lilly cried ecstatically
Lilly ran to the kitchen counter where the mail was sitting, and looked through. Two envelops addressed to herself and Daisy where among the pile. She opened Daisy's.
Miss Rose,
It is my great pleasure to say that you have been accepted into the Hogwart's school of witchcraft and wizardry. Inside, you will find all you need to attend. Also, I advise that no one read this, LILLY
Her name was stressed out. Did Dumbledore know she was reading it? No, how silly. She put the letter down anyway and grabbed her own.
Miss Rose
I hope you enjoyed your first year at Hogwart's. Your new textbooks are inside; make sure to get them all!
Sincerely, Albus Dumbledore.
PS, thanking you for not reading your sisters letter
He was crazy, she decided, but a genius nonetheless. Lilly now knew why Rose admired him so much.
Later that evening, Lilly told her sister the great news. The two had jumped around the living room squealing as their parents groaned and grimaced. Lilly also sent out her owl to Rose, inside was a detailed letter of the dream.
Rose Roggers on the other hand was having a shitty holiday. Her kick ass brother, Daniel, was still in Australia and wasn't due back till October, but she'll be at Hogwart's by then. Her mother was being her usual self, she brought home some Muggle banker yesterday, and Rose had pulled her wand out, only to get laughed at by the stupid Muggle.
"A stick? What are ya gonna do, poke my eye out?" he had laughed.
"Rose, would you wash these dishes?" her mother asked.
"Nope," she replied as she walked pass.
Rose heard a whoosh sound come from her fire place, where they used the floo network. Rose thought it was Daniel, so she bolted to the living room.
"Daniel, you didn't say you were coming home ear-"Rose cut herself off when she saw that it wasn't Daniel at the fire place.
Cedric stood, covered in dust, tears streaking down his cheeks. His eyes were desperate, and lonely and hurt. His expression was almost one of pain.
"Cedric, are you alright?" she asked immediately.
"I k-know I shouldn't be here, but I needed someone…" he managed to say before a sob racked his body.
"What's wrong?" she ran to his side and held him up as he nearly collapsed. Cedric looked her dead in the eyes.
"My mother died," he whispered so quietly, Rose nearly missed it.
And just like that, they were connected on a whole other level. Rose knew what it was like, loosing a parent. Her father died when she 11, just when she needed him most. It was long story, that would be told, but Cedric needed her now.
"I understand," she replied.
Cedric fell to the floor on his knees, and cried shamelessly in front of her. Rose sat next to him, running her hands through his hair and holding his hand with the other.
"It just happened so fast," Cedric started, "I didn't know what to do, and I was helpless…"
"Shh, talk later," Rose muttered.
After a few moments of silent tears, Cedric managed to stand up, with help from Rose.
"I should leave," he said, "You don't need this, I'm sure you're busy,"
"Not at all, this is more important, let's go to my room,"
With the help of Rose, Cedric walked through her house. He almost died of embarrassment when they got to the kitchen.
"Who the hell is that?" Mrs. Roggers asked.
"A friend," Rose said simply.
"And where are you going?"
"My room and you won't come in," Cedric thought Rose looked more like the mother than she did.
When Cedric entered Rose's room, he liked what he saw. Her room was large, but not too big. The bed was a double, and had silk covers. The whole theme to the room was very musical; there was even a baby grand in the back.
"Nice," Cedric tried to lighten the mood.
"Shut up and sit down," Rose demanded.
He did as he was told and sat on her bed. Rose left the room, and soon returned with a stack on DVD's and a shit load of chocolate.
"I'm not a chick," he sniffled.
"Might as well be, chocolate works for everyone," Rose tried to smile.
Cedric stood again and took the DVD's and food from her hands then recaptured them. He stared deep into her eyes, biting his lip.
"Thank you, for this, you don't have to," he smiled.
"I want to, you're…important to me," she admitted.
"You are really important to me, you have no idea," he said softly.
She brought her hands to his face, feeling his smooth skin.
"You'll be even hotter when you grow stubble," she joked, but thought it was true.
"I miss my mother," he said.
"I miss my father, for three years I have," she decided to just tell him.
"I'm sorry,"
"Me too,"
They held each other for a few minutes, and Rose breathed in his sweet scent. He pulled back first, and wiped the tears from his face, and hers.
"Let's get shit-faced off chocolate and watch movies," Cedric said.
Rose slipped in a Muggle movie that Lilly had given her, Wayne's World, that, for some reason, Rose loved.
"What's this?"
"It's about two guys who make a show in their basement," Rose said.
"Right," Cedric said slowly
They laid down on her bed together, and Cedric wrapped his arm around her. She snuggled into his side, they both needed the comfort. They ate their weight in chocolate, and Cedric was uncontrollably crying the whole time. Rose tried to sooth him, whispering sweet words, when her owl tapped on her window. She sent a glare its way and went back to Cedric.
"When my dad died, I cried for a long time, but then I thought, why cry when I could smile? So, I stopped, and I smiled, and I got on with life. You can do the same," Rose explained. It was the first time she had told someone that.
"It's just so…hard, and I feel so alone!"
"I'm here Cedric, you're not alone," Rose kissed his forehead.
"I can't tell you how thankful I am, this means so much," he said sadly.
"Listen, I know how much it means, my brother helped me through my dad's death, I know the need for help. You just need someone to listen," he looked at her with a smile. After a moment, he spoke.
"My mother loved to cook," he started, "cookies, all the time,"
Cedric talked all through the night. More than once he stopped to cry, or to take a breath, but mostly his toughed it out. Everyone needed their one night to vent.
"I know I must look like shit, and you've given me so much, but can I ask something of you?" Cedric asked.
"Of course."
"Can I kiss you?"
"Yeah, sure."
Cedric pressed his lips against Rose's, and that amazing warmth spread through her whole body. This kiss was much better than the last, it was much longer. There was no tongue, much to her disappointment, but there were hands, running through hair and stroking cheeks.
"Thank you," Cedric said afterwards, panting slightly.
"Anytime," she winked.
"What does this mean?"
"It means we are two friends who kissed a little, we both needed it. We can still be cool if you want," Rose replied.
"Yeah, that'd be nice…"
Rose lay down on her bed and rubbed her eyes, she was tired. Cedric smoothed some hair from her forehead.
"I've taken all you're time away, I should go," he said.
"You can stay if you like, I don't mind."
"And you're mother?"
"She's probably out," she answered truthfully. Even though Cedric wanted her to sleep, he couldn't help but glance at the baby grand in the corner.
"I know you should sleep, but could you play something for me?" he asked.
She smiled softly and stood, motioning for him to follow. They sat on the stool together, and Rose played her favorite piece.
"Clair De Lune," Cedric said.
"You know it?"
"My mother liked classical music, remember?" he asked, and Rose nodded.
"It's such a soft song, yet the emotion runs deep. Moonlight," she said.
"Moonlight," he repeated.
Cedric hummed along with the tune happily, he was content.
His mother had died that night, and it wasn't his fault, and he could accept that. His father cast the spell, but it was an accident, and that was…okay.
I have Rose, he thought, I'll always have my Rose.
AN - Kinda cheesy ending, but whatever.