And There She Was

Harry had seen her before. She was tall and skinny with long red hair, her eyes a soft shade of brown. And when she wore glasses during classes and when studying and even then she look beautiful.

Harry always wanted to talk to her even since he had first seen her. There was something about her and it was not just her beauty, as if she was from a past life. She looked so familiar, but he could never figure out why. He wanted to talk to her but he knew he would never have a chance from the way Fred and George talked about her. But there was still something urging him to speak to her.

Harry knew there was something between them even before he looked in the mirror. The way she was always looking at him as if he was not really there. He got that stare often, but it was different with her.

It was Harry's first year at Hogwarts. And she was in her third. Harry knew he had time, but he didn't know how long, anything could happen. He wanted to talk to her; he just needed to find the time.

It was hard to talk to her she was always surrounded by friends and when she was alone she looked miserable, as if she only acted happy when she knew someone was watching her.

Harry knew how she felt happy one minute and the second you are left alone everything comes rushing back to you, and you feel horrible. He wanted to talk to her at these moments, but when he got up the courage to do it someone would come and start talking to him, like they didn't want him to find out anything about her.

She always smiled at Harry when she saw him, no matter what mood she was in, as if she knew that one day he would come up to her and talk. And one day he did just that, he went up and talked to her not for long, but he did.

It was during Christmas break, Ron had left from breakfast and she was alone, as she had been for the past week. Harry got up from his seat and sat down next to her.

"Hi, Rose," he said.

"Hello, Harry," Rose said, sounding extremely happy

"Could I show you something tonight?"

"Sure, what time?"

"Around twelve. Is that okay?"

"Perfect."

Harry left feeling happy knowing he had accomplished what he wanted to. He was now going to meet with Rose and hopefully find out everything he wanted to know. He did not know how he was going to do it, but he felt sure he could do it. He just hoped she had answers to all his questions, and that she saw the same things as he did. But what ever was going to happen tonight, if it was good or bad, he would still fell happy for trying. But he hoped that their meeting tonight would go well.