Rosalie Ashlen Watson, or Rose as her friends call her, had long blonde hair with bright blue eyes. She was super sweet and kind. Despite her Hogwarts House being Slytherin. The students that she spoke to when she was walking along the train, in her First Year, was shocked to see her get place into Slytherin. Even when she speaks to the new First Years every year (she is now in her Sixth Year at Hogwarts). Because of how she had displayed herself.

Sometimes she gets bullied by one girl in her class, Pansy Parkinson. The girl hated her because she was best friends with someone she had a crush on (which the blonde also had a crush on).

It was around Christmas time and she was on break from Hogwarts after her O.W.L.s. She was home, spending Christmas with her best friend's, and her crush's, house.

"Come on, Draco!" Rose begged the other blond haired male. He had steely gray eyes, that is always an open book to her. As she's known him since the day she was born. Her parents and hers were long time friends. "Let's head outside! We should build a snowman or take our sledge [North America: Its a sled] and just fly down those hills."

Upon hearing his name, he looked out the window from his house's Library windows. As he was sitting on a couch, doing his homework while Rose was sitting in an armchair nearby.

"There's no way I'm going out in THAT weather!" Draco cries. He had seen how badly it had snowed and he wasn't going to go out in it. He could freeze to death! "You go do that while I stay here and finish my homework."

And that he did. He didn't pay much attention to her after that.

"Asshat," Rose says, glaring at him. "At least I'm trying to do stuff with you. I already got my homework done early on purpose. So I could spend time with my best friend. However, seems like my so-called best friend doesn't want to even spend ten minutes with me."

She was definitely angry. With a huff, she gets up and storms off. She wrapped herself as warmly as possible and headed outside. The snow fall was picking up. Almost as if it was a blizzard.

Draco, on the other hand, huffed in annoyance back at her. He pretended like he didn't care. Even though he did. He cared about Rose and her wellbeing very much. As she was his only real friend. The others he made was because his parents wanted him to have some of the same influence as they had when they were younger. So he didn't really consider them his friend. Not the way he considered Rose his friend.

Plus, he had a secret crush on her since they had turned fourteen.

After about fifteen minutes, his parents had walked in. They were going to warn Rose and their son about the blizzard fast approaching.

Narcissa, Draco's mummy, looked a bit confused while concerned.

"Draco," she says. "Where's Rosalie?"

Draco looked up after finishing his History of Magic homework. "She went outside," he tells them. When their expressions turned to one of panic and fear, he grew even more concerned. "Why does your expression concern me?"

"Well, son," Lucius, Draco's father, spoke up. "There is a blizzard fast approaching…"

Draco's eyes widened. He abandons his current homework and dashes out the door. He grabbed his coat and bundled himself up. His parents following behind.

"You're not going out in this weather," his mother says, sounding stern.

"Punish me when I get back with Rose," Draco says harshly. It was his fault for not stopping her. It was his fault that the only girl he cares about is out in this blizzard. The only girl who knew him better than he knew himself. Not even his mother knows everything about him like Rose does.

Without hearing his parent's protests, he ran outside. He pushes forward. Occasionally calling out for Rose.

Rose was getting really cold. She was reprimanding herself for being so stupid. For not staying inside.

Several minutes pass and Draco still didn't find Rose. He was getting really mad at himself for not giving her the time of day. He was still calling out her name.

Rose, who had heard him this time, called out, "Draco!" She was running in the direction of his voice.

He had heard her cry and kept calling out to her and running to her.

They meet in the middle. Draco gives her a great big hug to warm her up. While showing that he really did care about her. She was hugging him in return, though. As she was just glad that he came to rescue her. Like he did when it came to Parkinson's bullying, too. He would always stick up for her. He was her own knight in shining armor.

"You're so bloody stupid, Rosie," Draco says, pulling away to look down at her. "Let's hurry to get inside. My mum is probably worried sick about you."

She looked confused at his words. "What do you mean me?" She asks.

He smiles a little sheepishly, walking towards the direction he came from. "Well," he shyly begins. "I told my mum and dad that you had gone out in this weather… Just to go sledding… However, you got caught in this storm… Which I'm sure my mum would be really wanting to baby you and make sure you're warm and stuff." He was clearly avoiding her eye contact.

Rose smiles, snuggling closer to him. "Thank you for coming out to save me from the blizzard," she softly says.

They were silent the whole way back to Malfoy Manor. When they arrived, Draco got an earful from his mum and dad about how reckless he was for letting Rose out into the storm. However, he just accepted his punishment (no Quidditch practice for a week) as it was worth it.

Rose had sat in the comfiest chair while Narcissa had grabbed a warm blanket and given her some hot tea to for her and even going above and beyond by lighting up the fireplace for her.

Draco had stood off to the side, leaning against the wall. Just quietly watching his mum and Rose talk and interact with one another. Not even realizing his dad had snuck up next to him.

"She is a lovely young woman, you know?" Lucius says, smirking a bit.

Draco jumps a bit in shock that his father had appeared next to him.

"Rose?" He asks him. A bit curious about where this is going.

"Of course," he responds. "Your mother is a lovely woman, too, but I was definitely talking about Miss Watson there."

Draco turns his attention back onto his mum and Rose.

"I wouldn't be against it if you did want to," Lucius says, thinking on his phrasing a bit. "Courting her. She has a great pureblood line. Generations of Slytherin, like our family."

He turns to his father with a raised eyebrow. "You approve of her? Even though she doesn't think like us? That Muggles are the bane of our existence? That wizards need to take over the world?"

Lucius chuckles a bit, patting his son on the shoulder. "You can just convince her to join us, otherwise."

Draco kept his face stoic. Despite him not wanting to convince Rose to join the Death Eaters. He was forced into it and he had to get the Vanishing Cabinet when he returned home. He was even a little shocked that Voldmort wasn't even there and allowed him to come home for Christmas. Which probably explains why he's allowed home because he's not there.

"I will try, Father," was all he says.

Rose glances up to see Draco and Lucius talking. However, when she meets Draco's eyes, she gives him the warmest smile. A smile that he felt like he didn't deserve as he was the reason that she got stuck out in the storm for several minutes.

Once Narcissa stopped doting on Rose, her and Lucius had left the room. Just leaving the teenagers alone together. It was mostly a comfortable silence.

Eventually, he approaches her and sits on the armrest of the chair. She could sense that something is bothering Draco.

He takes a deep breath and comes clean to her. That he's been lying to her these last few months. That he is now a Death Eater, like his father and mother and aunt Bellatrix Lestrange. That was given the task to fix the Vanishing Cabinet. To kill Dumbledore in the process. That he was failing at fixing the cabinet. Just everything.

Rose quietly listened, sipping her tea while he talked. When he was done, she put it on her saucer and placed it on a table next to her with a table lamp.

"Why are you telling me this?" She asks, sounding indifferent.

Draco could sense that she was beyond mad right now. Despite her calm exterior. He got down to kneel in front of her. To look her in the eyes with utmost regret and fear.

"Because I don't want my family to die, Rosie," he whispers. "My father has, basically, given me his blessing on one condition."

She was confused by what he meant by "blessing," but it made her heart skip a beat.

"What's the blessing? What's the condition?"

He took another deep breath, looking down at the floor.

"He gave me his blessing to date you…"

"But?"

He takes another deep breath.

"But, he wants you to join the Death Eaters… And I don't want you joining because they're so bloody fucked up in every single way, Rosie… You're truly the only person that cares about me… That let's me be myself with no judgement… I don't want the Death Eaters to change who you are…"

Then he looks into her eyes. "The person that I love and want to protect in this whole world. To shield you from Voldmort and protect you. Its why I haven't hung out with you. I didn't want to suck you into my family's mess."

He glances away. "I understand if you don't want to talk to me ever again… Just remember how much I truly love you…"

She was stunned into silence at his confession.

When she didn't answer, he got up. Ready to leave and feel like shit because he had ruined a great friendship with someone.

She stops him by placing a hand upon his arm.

"Stay… We can sit by the fire together and cuddle… Because I love you, too, Draco Lucius Malfoy…"

Draco turns around when he hears what she says. He pulls her out of the chair, sits down first and then pulls her into his lap. He was happy that he admitted how he felt. That she was his whole entire world. That he would do anything to protect her and he will love her until the day he dies.

Word count: 1,842

I know I haven't been publishing a lot. But, you can find these stories (and more) on Tumblr. As that's where I'm mostly going to be publishing my works now. Since a TON more people go on it. A lot more people can see my writing and stuff.

I do hope you guys enjoy this little writing prompt story.