Chapter 3: Remembering
Rose walked back to her house. It had fresh cut grass with several flower beds in it. There was a large gate that surrounded it, a large 'P' on the front gate. The gates swung open and Rose walked in. She walked up to the house and opened the door.
"Mum, dad, I'm home," Rose called out. There was a rumble on the stairs and four children filed into the room.
"Rose, you're home? So early?" asked a girl. Rose nodded.
"Where are mum and dad at, Katherine?" Rose asked.
"They're in the back room," Katherine replied.
"Mum said they didn't need disturbing. They put charms on the door so nothing would be heard," said a boy with dark auburn hair.
Rose looked at her middle oldest brother. This was Jonathan Potter. He had the smarts of his mother and the looks of his grandfather. He didn't look much like the other Potter children, but he was their brother. His light brown eyes gave him away easily. Jonathan was sorted into Gryffindor when he came to Hogwarts, but nobody doubted the Potter clan would be all in Gryffindor.
Then there were the twins, Katherine and Michael. Both were born two years after Jonathan had been born. But neither of them looked like twins. Katherine had light brown hair and emerald eyes, and Michael had jet black hair with hazel eyes. It was surprising how they both came out at the same time and didn't look anything alike. Katherine was sorted into Ravenclaw when she came to Hogwarts and Michael was sorted into Gryffindor, also.
"Really, mum and dad need to lighten up. Maybe if I put a couple of stink bombs by the door, then maybe they'd come out of the kitchen," Michael said, an evil smirk on his face. Rose looked at Michael.
"It doesn't shock me none that you were sorted into Gryffindor, when you should've been a Slytherin," Rose stated.
"Hey, at least someone in this house got sorted into something other than Gryffindor," Katherine stated.
Maybe I'll be lucky to sneak out when none of them are arguing. We all know how Michael feels about Katherine being in Ravenclaw, Rose thought.
"Now, listen here," Michael started. "You were sorted into Ravenclaw because you're the smart one in this house. And plus mum always wanted one of her children in Ravenclaw. Gryffindor is all that runs in the line."
Rose began to walk away. She walked up the flight of stairs and turned right, as they headed to the girl's wing of the house. She had her own room and didn't need to share it. She came to a stop in front of her door. A large 'R' hung on it. Rose opened the door and looked inside. Her bed was in the left corner and her bookcase was in the right corner.
Don't see why Michael goes on about her being in Ravenclaw. I should've been there, but I fought the stupid hat to put me in Gryffindor. I wanted to make mother and father proud of me. Now look where it ends.
Rose fell onto her bed and closed her eyes. She wanted to do some remembering.
Flashback
"Oh Lily, you've got such a beautiful little girl. It's sad that you lost your other one," said a middle aged woman.
"It's okay Lorreta. I've managed to keep Harry out of my mind," Lily said. The baby bounced in her mother's arms.
"Oops, it looks like she's hungry. I'll talk to you tomorrow," Lily said.
"Sure thing, deary. Have a good night," Lorreta said.
"You too," Lily replied.
End of Flashback
Rose opened her eyes to see a pair of eyes looking at her. They were blue and had a tint of grey to them, and they belonged to a light brown haired boy. Rose smiled.
"What are you doing here, Rom?" Rose asked. The boy smiled.
"Same thing you're doing here," Rom replied. Rose chuckled.
"Yeah right. This is my room, silly," Rose said. Rom jumped off the bed and sat at the end of it.
"Seriously, I thought you forgot that today was a two month anniversary," Rom joked.
"Two months? Nah, I think it was longer than that," Rose stated.
There was a knock on the door and it opened a little to reveal more eyes. Rose smiled. Of course, her best friend Melanie had to be the snoop.
"What are you two doing?" Melanie asked, walking in and taking a seat at the end of the bed by Rom.
"Talking," Rom and Rose replied at the same time.
"Talking?" Melanie asked.
"Yes. Just-talking," Rose replied.
"Okay." Melanie looked at Rom. "Uncle Remus said that it's time for dinner. So, we best head down."
The three of them walked down the stairs and into the kitchen. Tonight of all nights was the night to have a huge family and friend's dinner.