Erased But Not Forgotten
Chapter 5
Back Again and Confessions
The next day at around noon, the doorbell rang. Rose walked up to the door to answer it when she noticed who it was. Julius.
"Are you kidding me!" she said out loud before he saw her.
"What?" Harry asked from the den.
"It's Jul," she replied. "What could he want?"
"Do you want me to handle it?" he asked his fiancé tentatively.
"No," Rose answered uncertainly. "Well, could you answer the door with me?" The look in her eyes told him all he needed to know.
"Sure, baby." and they walked to the front door and opened it.
"Forget something, Jul?" Rose inquired. She trembled slightly. Harry slid his arm around her waist and a wave of courage coursed throughout her body.
"Umm, well, I was hoping I could talk to you, Rose, if that's okay?" he asked, somewhat nervously. She glanced up at Harry. He nodded ever so slightly.
"Sure, we can talk out here," Rose answered, stepping out the door onto the porch. As soon as the door shut, Harry walked back into the den.
"Oh, these are for you. I meant to give them to you the other day," he handed her a gorgeous bouquet of red roses and daffodils. Rose puzzled over his choice of arrangement for a moment before brushing it aside.
"Thank you, they're beautiful. But you lied. You did forget something if you meant to give them to me the other day," she pointed out, starting another one of their old debates.
"No, I would have given them to you but I never got a moment alone with you," he retorted, trying, once again, to make a point that Rose would soon find a way to get around, just like old times.
"Right, and you forgot," she stated brusquely, "or am I supposed to believe that you had some revelation, and that you're trying to get on my good side since I'm engaged to Harry Potter?" she continued bitterly. She didn't feel like dealing with Jul right now that everything was going so good.
He blinked as if he didn't believe his ears.
"Wait, you're engaged?" Jul exclaimed, disbelief written on his face.
"Yeah," Rose said, holding up her left hand to show him the ring.
"Umm, congratulations, Rose…to the both of you," he mumbled. "I've got to go." He turned to leave.
"Wait, Jul, what did you want to talk to me about?" Rose inquired curiously.
He turned back briefly, his sapphire blue eyes meeting with her smoky green ones. "It doesn't matter anymore." Then he turned and disapparated.
Rose headed back into the house, confused, still holding the bouquet.
"What'd he want?" Harry asked from the den.
"I'm not sure. He gave me these flowers and then when I told him that we're engaged he got all distant and left, saying that what he'd wanted to tell me wasn't important anymore," Rose explained, sitting on the couch with Harry.
"I think it is important, at least to him," Harry mused, absentmindedly stroking the petal of one of the roses. He puzzled with the thought for a minute, looking at the wall without really seeing it.
"Space must be pretty." Harry shook his head and turned back to Rose.
"Huh?"
"Space. You were staring at it so intently, it must be pretty," Rose concluded with a slight smirk.
Harry smiled, "Not nearly as pretty as you, my flower."
"Ooo, nice save," she said sarcastically. "Harry, what are you thinking about?" Rose inquired.
"Just recalling what I said the other day to Chad and him. I told him to leave you alone if he was going to be a git, and a lot of other things about you, but I think I basically told him that he has a chance with you," he said, running hand through his already messy black hair.
"It's ok, Harry, don't worry about it. I'm with you now, and I intend to stay that way for the rest of my life," Rose reassured him, putting her arms around his waist, pulling him into a hug. He let out a breath that he hadn't realized he was holding and held her close.
Liz came up to talk to Rose that night after dinner.
"Hey, I haven't seen you all day!" Rose exclaimed, pulling her best friend to sit down next to her.
"Yeah, James and I went to see my parents," Liz replied. A bubble of excitement, that only Rose could see in her, was about to burst. "And we really are going to be the Three Mrs. Evil Jenyuses!"
"Oh, Liz! You're parents are cool with it?!" Liz nodded and Rose practically jumped on her to squish her to death (in other words she hugged her till they both were done screaming with delight).
Just then Hermione popped in from London.
After they were done going through the same ritual with Hermione, they decided to sit and actually talk like civilized human beings and not giggly brides-to-be. Rose told them what had happened with Jul earlier that day.
"You know, Rose, red roses are a symbol of true love and daffodils are for unrequited love, which just happens to be perfect for a secret crush," Hermione interjected when she told them about the bouquet.
"Yeah, and Jul was never the guy to buy flowers for just anybody. Maybe he likes you!" Liz added in her "Aha! I win!" voice.
"No!" Rose said disgusted. "No…he couldn't…could he?" she inquired thinking it over.
"Maybe," Liz mulled. Then she suddenly perked up and said, "Hey, I ran into him today and he said he was going to stop by tonight. He mentioned something about wanting to talk to Harry." Rose looked at her shocked.
"Why would he come back? I mean, he was just here this morning."
"Because he loooves you. He wants to hug you, hold you and kiss you!" Liz reeled off rhythmically in a sing-song voice. Rose just threw a pillow at her…one of those foam ones, that actually hurt…hard…with impressive aim. When Hermione started laughing, Liz threw the pillow at her, which, of course, started a pillow fight.
It was utter chaos that didn't end till Harry, Ron and James walked in, looking for their fiancés. Well, it would have ended if Rose hadn't hit Ron upside the head with a pillow. Then Ron hit Rose and Harry hit Ron, starting the fight up again.
When Mrs. Thorn came in, the fight ended immediately as they all tried to look casual and fight the urge to burst out laughing.
"Rose, Harry, you have a visitor," she said simply.
"Who is it?" Rose asked, still fighting off a wave of giggles.
"Julius." Hermione and Liz both shot her a look of feinted surprise. Rose just glared at them, easily keeping them quiet. She apparated to the porch with a pop! . Harry chose to take the stairs.
Rose ended up behind Jul, who was gazing at the moon from the end of the porch. He turned around, a bit startled, at the tell-tale pop! that cued her entrance.
"Rose!" Jul said surprised.
"Who'd you expect?" she inquired.
"Umm, Harry actually."
"Oh, yeah, he took the stairs," Rose smiled. "What's up, especially with the flowers? Liz and Hermione seem to think that you love me or something crazy like that," she joked.
"Yeah, crazy," he agreed quietly, shifting his glance downward.
"You don't do you?" Rose asked, seeing his shaky mask when he was normally cool and collected.
Suddenly, Jul grabbed her and kissed her right on the lips. Rose kissed back instinctively for a moment before she realized what she was doing. She jerked back and slapped him, leaving a very satisfying red handprint across his cheek. And of course, to make matters worse, Harry just walked out onto porch, but Rose and Jul hadn't noticed that yet.
"What the bloody hell is the matter with you!?!" she screamed. "I'm engaged to Harry! Are you insane! Do you have some sort of death wish!?!"
"Rose! I'm sorry, but I think I'm in love with you!" he yelled back.
"Well, I'm kind of already spoken for!" Rose ranted, infuriated. Harry melted into the shadows, equally enraged, to see what Rose would say.
"You know, Jul, I've been waiting for you to kiss me and say that you love me since I was 13! But now that I think I'm finally over you, and you realize now that you have feelings for me! You're just a bit late, don't you think!" she went on, now pacing and glaring at him. "I'm in love with Harry! You can't just kiss me!"
"Well you kissed me back!" he pointed out angrily. Rose raised her hand to slap him again, but Jul grabbed it and kissed her again.
Again Rose pushed him away, screaming, "Would you stop doing that!"
"Admit it, you liked it," Jul said slyly with a smirk. This broke Rose's last nerve. She could no longer resist what her gut was telling her to do…so she punched him right in the nose, before turning and apparating back up to her room.
"You really shouldn't mess with Rose. All you end up with is thorns," Harry mused from the shadows. He could hear Jul curse quietly, gingerly toughing his injured nose.
"I wasn't messing with her. I truly think I'm in love her."
"So you think you can just kiss her!?!" Harry inquired in a raised voice. Jul hung his head, holding his nose.
"I'm sorry, but I can't deny what I feel," Jul murmured, but Harry still heard him.
"You knew we were engaged," Harry said slowly, not a question, but a statement. Julius cast his eyes down toward the ground, unable to meet those piercing green eyes.
"She kissed me back," he pointed out quietly, his eyes fixed on the concrete beneath their feet.
This last comment is what caused Harry to snap. He whipped out his wand with lightning speed, shouting, "Silencio!" but just then he heard the sound of Rose's CD of Jason Aldean come on. The ending result wasn't exactly what he had desired.
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sounds strange i know, but just read the next chpt ( i promise this time) and it'll all make sense where i want this to go. R&R please!