Rose had woken up to the sound of Ms. Rivers arranging some medicine for Rose on her bedside table. The sunlight had streamed in through the hospital window and shone on the various glasses that Rose would be instructed to take later.

"Oh, sorry," Ms. Rivers whispered when she noticed that Rose had woken up- even though she'd been lying in bed with her eyes open for about ten minutes already- "I'll let you rest some more." Ms. Rivers was about to leave Rose alone when Rose called out for her. Ms. Rivers slowly turned around to see what Rose wanted.

"Sorry," Rose croaked in her still groggy morning voice, she reached over to take a sip of water, "I was just about our conversation yesterday- I had some questions."

Ms. Rivers raised her eyebrows but took a seat next to Rose.

"So," Rose began "You had a Wizarding family?"

Ms. Rivers smiled and nodded replying: "Yes, both of my parents were in Ravenclaw actually. My Mum's name is Helen and my Dad's name is Forest."

Rose raised her eyebrows, "Forest Rivers?" She said making Ms. Rivers chuckle but nod.

"But if you couldn't go to Hogwarts, where did you go?" Rose asked Ms. Rivers.

"To Muggle school," Ms. Rivers answered, "In London. It was a boarding school but I only stayed for the day."

"How did you explain to your friends and stuff that you were- or who your parents were?" Rose asked.

"I didn't." Ms. Rivers answered bluntly, "I was always trying to keep it a secret. Like I said yesterday- it's easier to keep Muggle life a secret than it is your Wizarding life. Wizards have a tendency to- how should I put this politely- to live in a bubble. They aren't very curious about Muggle life so they don't even bother asking questions about it for better or for worse, you know. With Muggles though, it's a bit different. You can't really casually throw out that "Oh you have magical powers," because they will take a sudden interest- or think you're crazy- which would probably be more likely, so it's easier to just say nothing at all."

Rose nodded feeling like she understood completely what Ms. Rivers was talking about.

Ms. Rivers stood up to leave but before she did she said, "Oh, I think Harry's coming to see you later today."

Rose smiled and said, "Yes, of course that's fine."

Ms. Rivers turned to go but Rose called out to her again, "Sorry," Rose said quickly, "I- we talked about anxiety yesterday-" Ms. Rivers nodded, "I was wondering do you have any more information on it?"

"Yes, of course," Ms. Rivers answered, "I have some papers I can give you to read about it."

Ms. Rivers reached into a bag that was kept by the medicine table and pulled out a stack of papers and handed them to Rose.

"You can read them whenever," Ms. Rivers said, "But I recommend not telling anyone about it- at least for now."

Rose nodded to indicate she understood and finally let Ms. Rivers go.

There was really nothing left to do the rest of the day except wait for Harry. As of now, she had four more mandatory days to spend in the hospital ward. Today, she simply rested and regained some of her strength.

At about 5:00 Harry came rushing into the hospital ward.

"Rose!" He breathed and leaned into hug her, "You're alright!"

Rose nodded, "Yeah, thanks, I am!"

She pointed to the chair and Harry came and sat down. He seemed flushed as if he had just ran a long distance.

"Rose," Harry said his voice seemed to be filled with concern so she sat up in her bed to listen closely- she felt Ms. Rivers' papers crinkling under her- " Sirius Black betrayed our parents."

Rose's eyes widened, "Harry- what?" She whispered and checked to make sure no one in the room was listening.

"I went to Hogsmeade," Harry quickly added when he saw Rose's face turn to a disproving look, "I know I shouldn't have but I took the cloak with me. I followed Professor McGonagall into the Shrieking Shack and she was talking to Cornelius Fudge and Professor Lupin," He paused, "She started talking about Sirius Black- actually no Cornelius Fudge was,"

Rose was still listening, "He betrayed them Rose. He told Voldemort where our parents were living at Godric's Hollow and that's how he found them and killed them."

A dark silence passed between them as Rose tried to process what Harry was saying.

"Harry, I know you heard them talking," Rose said, "But how do we trust them?"

Harry gave Rose a long look "You don't trust Professor McGonagall?"

Rose shook her head, "I do trust her, it's just that this all word of mouth and Harry I don't want you to go looking for Sirius Black he's dangerous-"

Harry cut her off "Rose, he also killed twelve innocent Muggles."

Rose had gone quiet and found a spot on the floor to look at. Her heart felt heavy at the thought of so many innocent lives being taken.

"Promise me you won't go looking for him, Harry?" She said softly while still looking at the floor. Harry also followed Rose's glance before saying, "I won't go looking for him, but if he comes to Hogwarts which I think he will, I'm going to kill him."

Rose and Harry didn't say anything for a few minutes and continued staring at the same spot on the floor.

Rose jumped when the hospital ward door open- it was George who was coming in quickly.

"How are you?" He asked Rose immediately coming to her other side, upon noticing Harry's presence he just said "Hey, Harry."

Rose and Harry glanced at each other signaling that they would not at all mention Sirius Black right now.

"Better," Rose smiled at George.

"Gosh," He said "That Dementor took you right out, we are all really worried about you."

It dawned on Rose- she never found out who'd won the game.

"So, who won anyways, I passed out before I found out…" Rose asked. George and Harry looked at each other somberly.

"Ravenclaw." George answered, "Cedric was distracted after you fell and hit your head so Cho caught the snitch."

Rose sighed. She didn't mean to ruin an entire Quidditch match.

"Are people upset with me?" She asked George.

"At first they were just annoyed, mostly Bridget," He explained before clarifying "But you already know how competitive she can get."

"Yeah," Rose said softly, "She was really hoping we would win that one."

"Anyways," George quickly said, "I didn't mean to interrupt your time together. I just thought I should catch Rose up on some school work and things."

Harry shook his head politely and said reassuringly, "There's nothing to worry about." While he stood up to go. Before he went Harry asked George:

"Are you going to visit Rose tomorrow?"

They were now standing at the edge of Rose's bed talking to only each other.

"I can do tomorrow- Wednesday right? And Friday. But we have Quidditch practice Thursday," George reminded Harry.

"No bother, I can do Thursday night after Quidditch practice." Harry replied.

Rose realized what was happening and before George could respond Rose cut in:

"Boys!"

They both turned to look at her and said "What?" in unison.

"Boys, you don't have to look after me every night. I'm feeling much better thank you very much."

They didn't say anything for a second and Rose was relieved until they suddenly carried on talking as if they hadn't even heard Rose. She rolled her eyes and leaned back in bed.

"So," George repeated, "I can do tomorrow and Friday and you can do Thursday and Saturday."

"Right." Harry said and they shook hands. George left the room but kissed Rose on her forehead before he did.

Harry took a seat again by Rose's side.

She suddenly felt very touched by how concerned George and Harry were with deciding on who was taking night shifts.

"Sorry I can't make it to your game," Rose said as she felt herself getting sleepy and rested her head on her pillow.

"It's alright," Harry said, "I'm sure you'll hear all about it."

Rose could tell Harry was getting sleepy too, so together they both drifted off into sleep. It was until about midnight when Ms. Rivers was completing her rounds that she walked in and saw the scene of Harry sleeping by Rose in her bed. She smiled to herself but gently woke him up to send him back to his room. After Harry had left she couldn't help but think to herself:

'How wonderful it must be for Rose, to be so loved.'