Chelsea and Rose parted ways on their way to their first lesson, so Rose walked on her own though the corridors to Defence Against the Dark Arts. Her mind was completely focussed on her happy memories to prepare for casting a Patronus charm, and when someone tapped her on the shoulder, she yelped in surprise and dropped her books.
"Wow, I didn't think you were so easy to scare!" The voice of James Potter said from behind her.
"I'm not!" Rose huffed. "I was just distracted!" She knelt down, gathering her dropped books.
James bent down to help her. "Well, sorry." he said. "I've just been talking to Dad and he said how good your Patronus is."
It took a moment for Rose to realise that James was talking about Harry Potter. "Have you managed to cast a corporeal Patronus yet?" she asked.
"Yep." James said proudly. "It's a tiger. Dad says it's because I'm so headstrong and reckless."
Rose laughed, her annoyance at James for startling her evaporating. She agreed completely with what Harry had said. She remembered one time over the holidays when the family had gotten together, James had wanted to play a prank on the neighbour. The particular neighbour was an elusive, aged wizard living in such a run-down house it looked almost like the Shrieking Shack. James created an elaborate plan to make it seem as if his house was on fire. He was so determined to involve his siblings and cousins (including Rose) that he managed to convince them all to join him in his scheme. The prank was a spectacular fail, with the house actually catching alight and burning to the ground. Thankfully, the old wizard had been away at the time and no one was hurt. They'd all been in serious trouble, yet James had smirked through the whole lecture from their parents, proud that he'd even attempted such a prank. When the wizard returned to a burnt cinder of a house, he'd raged at them, yet James laughed it all off, finding the whole thing hilarious.
"So do you think you'll get picked to go into the forest?" she asked him.
"Hopefully." James replied. "If Dad says I can't go I'll just argue that he did some crazy, highly dangerous stuff while he was at school." he smiled. "Compared to his adventures, taking care of a few Dementors is as dangerous as patting a cat."
Rose giggled. "Well, I don't know, cats can be pretty dangerous, with their pointed teeth and razor-sharp claws." she joked.
"Not Lily's cat. That cat would let you throw it around and it wouldn't do anything to try and stop you or hurt you." James said. "Oh, and you're kind of late for class." he added, handing Rose the last book and standing up.
"Wait, so you're telling me you scared me, and made me late to class, just to tell me you'd talked to your dad about my Patronus?" Rose said incredulously, standing up as well.
"Well, I didn't mean to scare you, or make you late- but otherwise, yep pretty much." he said with a cheeky grin.
"You are unbelievable James Potter." Rose said, trying to sound stern, although she couldn't help smiling. "See you around." she said to him, turning and walking quickly to her classroom.