Disclaimer: this is all fanfiction. Rose Zeller is actually in the order of the phoenix. The world of harry potter is owned by JK Rowling. ~Thanks to Something526 for reviewing~
Chapter 2- Rose
Rose had just come down to sneak a chocolate frog. When she saw the treacle tart her mom had made for her brother's letter ceremony, she just couldn't resist. Her father thought celebrating someone turning 11 was just the same as celebrating someone turning 2 or 8. He thought; why have an extra celebration for 11, and not 10 (double digits!) or better 13 (your teen years!). But mum had insisted on it. Rose was only 9. She hadn't reached any special age at all.
Rose was just minding her own business (almost), when Jarred walked in. He looked excited about something. Rose was about to say "hi", when he cried out:
"You!" and then marched off.
Rose was baffled. What had she done? Then she looked at the crumbs surrounding the countertop where she was perched, and then blushed. "Sorry," she called "You can still have one, I only ate the teeniest piece!"
Jarred did not reply. Rose crossed her arms. "Well fine then," she huffed "be like that. I don't have to share. Even if it is yours."
She looked down at the half eaten tart and sighed. "I'm not even hungry anymore." she said to herself, depressed.
Sinrose swooped down and landed next to her wounded companion. Rose stroked the owl affectionately. "At least someone likes me". She murmured.
"Your parents love you." Sinrose replied softly.
Rose rested her head on her hand and then sighed once more. She was used to Sinrose talking to her. She had all her life. Sinrose paused to read the hurt on Rose's face. She opened her beak then closed it, at a loss for words. "My parents love Jarred more". Rose said, her voice shaking. "They al-always spend more t-t-time wi-with him."
Sinrose made a stern clicking noise. Rose looked up at her, downheartedly. "Your parents love you very much" Sinrose hooted "Jarred just needs extra help, that's all".
Rose unconvinced, grumbled "If you say so", then hopped down from the counter, and headed into the living room, believing Jarred to be in the opposite end of the house in his room.
She was mistaken.
