A/N: I don't own Harry Potter

This is for the Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry

Writing Club April

Showtime: 9- Pilate's Dream: (plot point) recalling a dream

Amber's Attic: 9- "Hindsight is perfect vision. The past is easiest to see."- "The Truth of a Liar" by August Burns Red

Word Count" 601

"Rose, is there something on your mind?" Hermione asked, looking at her daughter. Rose was sprawled across the green chair, her feet hanging over the edge. She was holding a book upside down, not actually reading it.

"Nope, I'm good. Aunt Luna said if you read this one upside down, it reveals who you're destined to be with," Rose answered. Hermione shook her head. She'd seen enough of Rose's unusual behavior lately to know something was going on with her daughter. Just because the girl was quick with an excuse didn't mean anything.

"Alright, but if you ever need to talk, I'm here."

"I know, Mum," Rose answered, flipping the page of the book. Hermione nodded and turned her attention back to dusting the photographs on the mantle.

"How do you know if you have found the one?" Rose asked, looking up from her book.

"The one for what?" Hermione asked.

"The one you're destined to be with, your soulmate," Rose answered. Hermione set down the feather duster and turned her attention to her thirteen year old daughter.

"That depends. When I met your father, I didn't care much for him at first honestly," Hermione answered.

"Because he was too old?" Rose asked, setting the book on the floor and sitting up properly in the chair.

"Partially. Why? Did you meet someone you think is your soulmate?" Hermione asked.

"Maybe, I don't know," Rose sighed. "It would be so much easier if our family was marked instead of this stupid dream thing," Rose added. Hermione laughed thinking about the first dream she'd had about Severus. It had taken her forever to figure it out.

"Yes, it would, but since that's now how our family works, you had a soulmate dream?"

"Maybe. I was alone at first, on top of a mountain. Then there was this girl, she was laughing and said we should go sledding down the mountain. Then we were in a field of flowers, roses to be exact. And she brushed my hair out of my face and then I woke up."

"It sounds like a soulmate dream. What did she look like?"

"What does it matter? She's a she!" Rose exclaimed. "How can my soulmate be a girl?"

"And why can't your soulmate be a girl?"

"Because, girls go with boys... everyone knows that."

"Rose Minerva Snape! I did not raise you in that mindset."

"But Uncle Ron married Aunt Luna and you married Dad, and Uncle Harry married Aunt Susan..."

"I never thought about that before... Yes, a girl and boy can be soulmates, so can two boys, so can two girls," Hermione said. Rose blinked her honey eyes at this new information.

"So, it's okay my soulmate is a girl?" she asked.

"Of course it is. Now, what did she look like?"

"Red hair," Rose answered laughing. "And before you ask, no I haven't seen her at Weasley Sunday night dinner."

"Did she look familiar?"

"No, she didn't," Rose answered. "Should we go looking for her?"

"We could. We could go to Diagon Alley, see if she's there?" Hermione suggested.

"But what if she's a Muggle?"

"Then we can go look around London tomorrow," Hermione replied. Rose nodded slowly.

"And if she's not in either of those places? What if I can't find her?"

"You will, it might take time, but remember, Rose, she's having dreams about you too."

"So she might be looking for me?" Rose asked eagerly.

"Exactly. Now, ready to go look around Diagon Alley, buy some new books, and maybe find your soulmate?"

"Yes!" Rose exclaimed, following her mother out the door.