Disclaimer: I don't own anything Harry Potter or anything relating to Harry Potter... or any of the movies mentioned in this chapter. I don't own them or the actors. As much as I would like to own them, I don't. Sorry, it's going kinda slow. I have exams this week so I won't be updating super-fast or anything. I'll make up for it when it's all over. 'Till then, enjoy. And review! This is, of course, from Rosie's point of view. It's a little before Draco shows up.

The Black Rose

Chapter Three: Walking Out

I sat down on the park bench, seeing if this Draco would even show up. I doubt it. Would he even bother coming? I looked up and saw him coming close to me. Green hair? That's attractive, no sarcasm. His grey eyes were looking at me; very attractive. "Hey," I said and stood up off of my favorite bench.
He held out a vase of pitch-black roses. "Good day madam," he said, with a large smile on his face.
He looked so cute. Was he trying to use charm on me? I felt myself smile. "How the fuck did you get black roses?" I shoved him, playfully.
Maybe I went to far? "I found them, and thought you'd like them. You owe me a date," he said. I tried to ignore the date part.
I took the vase. "Do they actually exist? This isn't paint!" I said, touching the petals.
They were soft, the next thing I knew his smooth lips brushed against my cheek. Was I blushing? I don't blush. "The date?" he asked.
"Fine," I said. "Where do you want to go?"
"Your house," he said. I raised an eyebrow "To drop off the roses, not for sex... not that I was thinking that."

He turned red and nervously bit his bottom lip. "Don't worry, I didn't think that. I'll take them with me I think. It's a long walk to my house," I said.

I put them in my bag, but left it so the roses poked out. I smiled. "I know this nice high class restaurant, and then maybe a movie? There's this new one out. The Stepford Wives, it seems interesting," he said.

"Sure," I said. "Sounds good."

He took my hand, as if it was some item to steal, but I didn't take it back. I saw the restaurant I meant. "Fuck," I muttered.

"I'm paying," he said.

"Okay," I said and lowered my head.

We walked in and he let go of my hand. We were quickly moved to our seats. Draco flashed an arrogant smile and I set my bag by my seat. I buried my face in the menu. "Rosie, order anything you like," he said. I looked up to see him wink at me. "Would you like to share a drink?" he asked.

"What were you thinking?" I said in a seductive tone.

"Anything, but strawberry," he said.

"Too bad," I said pouting. "The only thing I wanted was something strawberry."

"You couldda just said no," he said, looking down at the menu.

"Sorry, I'm just joking with you," I muttered.

Draco looked around. My stomach jumped as the manager looked over in my direction. "Hey, we're ready to order here," Draco shouted at the manager.

I looked down at the menu as the manager grew nearer to us. "Can I help you?" he asked us; I could tell he was trying to get a better look at me.

"Yes, we are ready to order, and we haven't even seen our waiter yet," Draco said, obviously trying to show off.

The manager raised an eyebrow. "Sorry about that sir. I shall take your orders," he said.

"What kind of drink do you suggest with strawberries in it?" Draco asked.

I notice his white grin shine at me. "Milkshakes, sir," the manager said.

"Then a strawberry milkshake for my lady friend," the manager glared at me. "And a chocolate one for me."

"I'm afraid we can't serve HER kind here," he said, raising his voice.

God dammit he recognized me. "What?" Draco said.

"I said you weren't allowed back in here. I will call the police if you are not out of here immediately!" he shouted to me.

"Sorry Draco," I said and picked up my backpack to leave.

I walked out of the store and heard Draco at my heels. He put his arm around my waist lightly, as if he was trying to comfort me; not that he had a reason too. "May I ask what happened?" he said.

"I walked out on the bill; got caught too. I didn't even have my wallet. I washed dishes and then was told that I wasn't allowed back in," I said.

"Poor thing," he said with a smile. "Are you allowed in the movie theaters?"

"Yeah," I said.

"You still want to continue our date?" I asked, confused.

"Of course," he said with a smile.