Author's Note: Just wanted to pop in to explain something that I forgot to explain in the chapters, lol. Harry calls Rose "Cherry" because her middle name is Cerise, which is French for cherry, so yeah, sorry for any confusion  Thank you so much to all of you who are reading, and replying to this.

"Happy Christmas, luv," Cedric said as Rose opened her eyes.

"Mmm...a very Happy Christmas," Rose murmured lovingly, running a hand through her sex hair as thoughts of last night flooded her mind.

"I had a great time last night," he said smiling, as if reading her mind.

She smiled and said, "So did I, more than great actually…wait...it's Christmas...what time is it?" Rose asked, leaning up to see the clock blocked by Cedric's shoulder. She giggled as he leaned up; nibbling on her neck as she saw that it was only 3 in the morning.

"Angel must be freaking out," she mumbled, plopping back down on the bed. "I'd better go," she continued.

Cedric pouted. "Can't you stay? Please?"

"Oh I wish I could Cedric, I wish I could stay here with you forever!" Rose exclaimed, rolling on top of him and resting her cheek on his chest.

"Meet me here after the feast tonight," he said, stroking her long silvery hair. She looked up at him and nodded, kissing his lips softly.

"I promise...I promise a million times over," She sighed, kissing again, this time more hungrily than before, before getting up and quickly throwing her clothes on.

When she entered the Gryffindor common room, Angel nearly jumped on her. "Where were you?" she exclaimed.

"I was with Cedric...talking," Rose lied. She didn't feel like being interrogated at 3 am, she'd tell her the rest tomorrow. Right now she needed to figure out what to get Cedric for Xmas, something she hadn't thought of before now.

"No, honey, you're lying," Angel said. "Your hair is all messed up...you look flushed...oh, my gosh," she whispered, her eyes growing wide.

"I'll tell you in the morning," Rose whispered, a goofy smile at her lips, "I have some things to do before I go to bed...so goodnight I guess."

"Goodnight!" Angel squealed, hugging Rose tightly. Rose went up to the dorm and heard someone crying. "Hello?" she called.

"Go away!" Hermione exclaimed.

"I'm sorry I can't, this is my dorm too you know," Rose said bitterly, walking into the room. Hermione looked up and took one look at Rose before scowling at her.

"Oh, it's you," Hermione said coldly. "The traitor. How is Cedric, by the way?"

"He's good, as if it's any of your concern," Rose snapped, getting onto her bed and pulling the curtains closed so she could get dressed.

After she was in her pajamas, Rose opened the curtains and said, "You know you didn't even give me a chance! All you did was take one look at me and judge. So I'm going out with Cedric? If Harry trusts me so should you."

With that she closed her curtains back up, falling asleep instantly. The next morning she awoke to a squeal at the end of her bed. "WAKE UP ITS CHRISTMAS!" Angel exclaimed, throwing Rose's curtains open.

She groaned and looked over at the clock. "Ang," she moaned, sitting up. "I only got 3 hours of sleep!"

"I'm sure you slept a little more than that," Angel said, winking at her. Rose blushed and looked at the presents at the foot of her bed, a wide smile forming on her lips.

She had gotten a box of her favorite Honeyduke's chocolate from Harry, a charm bracelet from Angel and another cashmere sweater from her father. Angel was fishing through the presents, a puzzled look on her face. "There's nothing from Cedric," she said.

"Well did you get him anything?" Angel asked her, settling herself down on her bed.

"Well...no. I sort of had to purchase in on express delivery last night, I'm getting him this broom care kit, its supposedly the one the pros use," Rose said. As if reading her mind, an owl showed up at the window and Rose got up to pay it.

"Oh, Rosie, he's gonna love it!" Angel exclaimed as Rose sat back down on the bed. "Now," she continued. "Do you plan on telling me what happened last night?"

Rose glanced around and saw that everybody was already up before taking a deep breath and telling Angel everything that happened the previous night. EVERYTHING. By the time she was done Angel was majorly blushing, as well as Rose.

"So wait, back up to the ball: Ron accused you of using Cedric for information?" Angel asked. Rose nodded. "And then he accused Cedric of using you for information?" she continued. Rose nodded again. "That bastard!" Angel exclaimed.

"Yeah I know," Rose said quietly, sighing, "I just wish we could all be friends, it would be SO much easier!" Rose exclaimed. She shook her head and stood up, "We might as well get dressed." She pulled on her new dark green cashmere sweater and a green and black plaid skirt she had, joining them with a pair of her favorite ankle boots.

Down in the common room, Harry sat by the fire. "Hey, you!" Rose exclaimed, walking over to him and hugging him from behind. "Happy Christmas! Thanks for the chocolate; I'll gain ten pounds by Friday!"

Harry's heart accelerated a bit at the close contact with Rose but he didn't let it show, "You? Gain weight? Never!" he exclaimed, grinning as he turned around, "You're up earlier than usual...MUCH earlier."

"Well, you know what they say," she said, sitting down next to him. "Early to bed, early to rise...um...ah screw it, I forget the rest."

"Doesn't matter what it is, Rosie," Angel said. "You weren't in bed too early last night."

Rose blushed and looked away quickly, "Oh look at the time, I need to go write father, and stuff...the feast it at 3 right? See you all then!" She said quickly, grabbing her jacket and running out of the common room so she could go to the owlery.

"Cedric!" she gasped when she saw that he was there. He turned around and grinned.

"Hey, love," he said, walking over to her and kissing her lips lightly.

"Wow I didn't know you were going to be here," She said, loving how he left his hands lingering on her waist lovingly. He smiled and pulled back, walking over to an owl that was sitting on a perch.

He gave something to the owl and turned back to Rose. "Just writing to mum and dad," he said casually, his grin wide.

"Yeah me too, I have to write to my dad," Rose said, walking past him and reaching up to her own.

"You must be freezing in that thing!" Cedric laughed, motioning to her skirt.

She turned her head and looked at him mischievously. "Maybe you could warm me up?" she asked innocently.

"Just what I had in mind," he replied huskily, walking up and pressing himself flat against her as he kissed her. She moaned and wrapped her arms around his neck. "Mmm...let's save this for later," she whispered as he moved to her neck.

"Whatever you say, love," he said and winked. "I'll let you write to your father, don't forget about our plans tonight." Rose looked at him with a puzzled expression.

"What plans?" she asked, a smile playing on her lips.

"What plans? What plans you ask?" Cedric asked her, his eyebrows raised.

"I don't know what you're thinking, mister, but I happen to be seeing someone," she said as he pulled her closer to him.

"Really? Well then, I guess I'll have to leave you alone," Cedric replied, pulling back and stuffing his hands in his pockets.

"Don't you dare!" she shrieked, wrapping her arms around his neck and kissing him fiercely.

He chuckled and kissed her, taking her breath away at the same time. "I'll let you write to your father now, see you after the feast, or at the feast, whatever," Cedric said, slightly out of breath.

"Ok, bye," she panted, kissing him on the cheek before he left.

Rose sat down, brushing off one of the chairs that was almost clean and wrote her father a long letter about how she was doing, as well as a letter to her mother, though it seemed as though her mother didn't really care about her, she was the "mistake". She sighed and gave the letter to her owl, Violet, before slowly going back down to the castle.

Later that day, at the feast, Rose sat between Angel and Harry, laughing and talking about their presents and the ball...though they kind of avoided the subject of the ball.

Every once in a while she would sneak a peek at Cedric; who was gazing at her dreamily, though not like the other guys were gazing...his gaze was full of love.

"I'll be right back you guys, ok?" Rose said, standing up and smoothing out her short skirt, also picking up a package that was on the ground.

Cedric also stood up and they met right outside the Great Hall. They didn't say anything, but automatically wrapped their arms around each other and started to kiss. After a few moments, they broke apart. Cedric took a parcel out of his pocket and said, "Happy Christmas."

"You first," Rose said, handing him his, really hoping he would like it and not be disappointed. He opened it and a smile broke out on his face.

"Wow! Thank you!" He exclaimed, leaning down and kissing her sweetly, "Your turn now."

She smiled and opened up the package. "Oh, my god," she said breathlessly and held up the necklace. It had three diamonds on a gold chain.

"Turn around," he said and she did, lifting up her hair so that he could put the necklace around her neck. "It's beautiful, Cedric, thank you."

She turned back around and kissed him sweetly before taking his hand and walking with him back into the Great Hall to finish dinner. After another half an hour, when everyone was beginning to finish, she saw Cedric stand up and walk out of the room, glancing back at her at the last second.

"I'll catch you later, Ang," Rose said, grinning at her then heading out of the Great Hall. Taking a shortcut to the 7th floor, she was there in a matter of minutes.

She waited outside for a second, thinking Cedric had taken the normal way, but after 5 minutes of waiting she decided he must have gotten there first.

She walked into the room, the settings familiar from the night before. "Cedric?" she called, walked further into the room. Suddenly, she felt a pair of arms snake around her waist.

"Hello, luv," he whispered huskily into her ear, sending shivers down her spine.

She groaned when she realized he had nothing on at all and turned around, kissing him fiercely as his hands worked at her remaining clothes.

"Tell me about your family."

Rose smiled a little. She and Cedric lay awake in the large bed, hours later. "Oh, it's nothing too interesting," she said quickly.

"I'm sure it is love," Cedric replied, nuzzling her neck with his nose.

"Really it isn't...father works for the ministry and mum...well she acts like I don't even exist," Rose admitted, frowning.

"Oh," Cedric replied, frowning. "I'm sorry. What department does your father work for?"

"Uhm, I'm not quite sure...he doesn't talk to me much about business, about anything really, we sort of live our own separate lives. But enough about me, I want to hear about your life," she said, resting her chin on his chest.

"Well, my father works for the Ministry and my mum stays at home," he said. "Nothing that interesting."

Rose smiled exhaled, "You're so lucky you have parents that seem to truly care about you..." she sighed, a tear falling out of her eye against her will.

He wiped the tear away. "Don't cry," he whispered. "I hate seeing you cry."

"I'm sorry..." Rose whispered, sighing before closing her eyes and falling asleep as Cedric lovingly stroked her hair.