The remainder of the week Rose spent organising the Quidditch team. Thanks to Jess' notes, Rose had the team sorted out in no time. The team included James Potter as Seeker, Jessica as Keeper, Casey Spinnet (one of the players from last season), Ava Wallace and herself as Chasers and Larcon Scamander and Luke Wood as Beaters. She'd also posted the reserves for each position, as they were expected to attend training as well so they would know what was happening in case they were needed last minute. Posting the team and training times on the notice board in the common room, there was an instant swarm around it, everyone desperate to see if they'd gotten in. The first game was in two weeks, Gryffindor vs. Slytherin, so Rose had organised four training sessions a week, as they were a bit behind. Everyone seemed to approve of the team (except those who were grumpy about missing out on being a part of the team) and Rose was looking forward to the season.
On Friday, during Rose's last class for the day (Charms with Professor Flint), Headmistress Horton, looking the same as usual in her unkempt blue robes and her hair in a messy bun, knocked on the door. Everyone turned to look at her, surprised to see her, most of all the teacher, who almost fell of his chair in shock. The Headmistress rarely left her office except for the feasts and important events, it was even rarer for her to turn up during the middle of a lesson. "Sorry for the interruption Professor Flint," she said, "but may I please have a word with Miss Weasley." Professor Flint just nodded, his relief obvious that Horton wasn't there to talk to got up from her seat and walked over to the door. Why did the Headmistress want to talk with her? Was she in trouble?Walking out of the classroom, Horton closed the door quietly behind them and led Rose down the corridor away from the classroom. Rose's worry and shock must've been clear on her face, as the Headmistress said, "Don't worry Rose, you haven't done anything wrong. I just needed to ask you about your run in with a Dementor. Could you please tell me what happened." Rose relaxed, her worry evaporating. She recounted the event, from when she heard the screams until she'd blacked out, leaving out the part about Scorpius carrying her. Professor Horton listened carefully, her lips pursed. Hen Rose finished she asked, "So you're sure it was a Dementor?" "Yes, definitely." Rose nodded. "I recognised it from the study we did on it in Defence Against the Dark Arts.""And you said your Patronus was a phoenix?"Rose nodded again."Thank you Miss Weasley. I just needed to hear what happened from you. You see, Dementors were strong supporters of Lord Voldemort during the Second Wizarding War, it's very troubling that they have shown up in the Forbidden Forest. My greatest fear is that a supporter of him managed to grow some, as they grow similarly to a fungus in dark, damp places, and set them loose on the school grounds in hope to do some damage. However, now I suspect they have just started growing somewhere in the forest, as there would be many perfect places for them to start growing." Horton was silent for a few moments, lost in thought. Breaking out of her reverie, she said, "Anyway, I highly doubt you want to listen to an old woman's ramblings. Thank you for your time Miss Weasley, you may return to class."The Headmistress walked off in the opposite direction to the Charms classroom.