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Description: Part 11/100 Rose and James make up... but it has taken a while.

A/N: HI EVERYBODY! First Year is nearing its end... Then onto Second Year!

9. Months

Rose sat in the library, her Potions book propped open in front of her and her parchment roll besides her. She was supposed to be finishing her essay, she only had a few inches left, but all she could think about was the fact that James still wasn't talking to her.

They were so close. Closer then she was with her own brother at times, and they were close to each other.

She let her head fall to the table, grimacing at herself as her head started to ache.

"You know," a voice said, as someone sat next to her, "that isn't the best way to finish your essay on… Ewwww potions. I take back what I said, that may actually be… Hi Rose. I need to breathe."

Rose let go of James and sat up straight.

"I thought that you weren't talking to me," Rose said, looking ashamed.

James stared at her like she was crazy; "I thought you were made at me for joking with you?"

Rose shook her head before latching herself back onto James, but lighter this time. James pulled her to sit sideways on his lap.

"No," Rose said, "I said something when we were in the kitchen, and you ran out. Al told me afterwards that something happened in Potions, but he wouldn't tell me what."

"He doesn't know," James mumbled. "He only knows because my mum and dad sent a howler to me. I got it in the common room late at night. I think Dad was trying to save me the embarrassment of it coming at breakfast."

"Can you tell me what happened?"

Rose looked up at her cousin. She had the look on her face that said, 'I want to know, but you don't have to tell me.'

James nodded, "it was a stupid mistake. I was doing fine, my partner, Mark, went up to talk to the teacher. I was working diligently and I didn't hear him come back. He surprised me. The potion went flying everywhere. Only two people got hit, and it wasn't anything dangerous, but it was hot. The two people it hit got burned and had to go to the hospital wing."

"I'm sorry for what I said in the kitchen," Rose said. She slid of off his lap and stood up.

"You didn't know, Rose. Plus, you were right, I wasn't being careful. I need to pay better attention to my surroundings."

"But…"

"It doesn't matter," James said, standing and helping Rose pack up. "Plus, in a month, we get to go home for summer break and visit grandma and grandpa. I bet the swimming hole is back to the right color."

"Uncle George should know better then to mess with Grandma's stuff."

Both children laughed as they made their way out of the library and back to their separate dorms. Of course, James walked Rose to hers first, before going back to his own.

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