[HP] Leader's Exclusive Rose

It is said that Rosalind Diggory had a treasure chest full of treasures from her childhood.

Later, according to the person concerned, it was just a birthday present she received when she was in school—and several golden snitches.

Before I met you, I never thought that one day I would love someone so much.

"The Weasley twins made a bet, do you know?" Ezel grinned, and looked at the doubtful friends in front of him, "They are betting who will receive more love letters on Valentine's Day this year——Seythe Derek is still that handsome guy named Faboic in Ravenclaw."

"So?" Nelia raised her eyebrows and asked.

"That's why I voted for Cedric!" Ezel patted his friend's shoulder as he said, "I believe in Cedric's charm." Rosalind suddenly wanted to step forward and give him a chestnut— —Where is it all? !

Cedric also frowned: "Why would they want to do this?"

"I can almost imagine Cedric being stuffed with chocolates and confession letters tomorrow." Levya glanced at Rosalind meaningfully, "You know, normally, Cedric is three years old now. grade student."

"That's boring too." Rosalind took a sip of pumpkin juice, "I'm going back to do my homework first, bye."

"Rosa?" Cedric watched the girl get up and leave, and chased after her.

Nelia once again had a knowing expression, and after looking at Levia and Lizzy, she giggled.

So when exactly are the two of them officially together?

The people who eat melons on the front line expressed that they were anxiously waiting.

Rosalind felt extremely depressed. Although she knew that Cedric would not agree to those confessions, she still felt really awkward.

It's like your own things are being coveted by others.

"Hi ~ Senior Cedric, good afternoon." Oh Merlin's stinky socks!It was great. Rosalind walked faster when she heard the familiar name behind her.

"Good afternoon, Qiu. I have something to do and I'll leave first." Cedric was not in the mood to chat with Qiu Zhang at this time, especially as Rosalind walked further away from him.

The girl came all the way to the Black Lake with her books in her arms. When she was bored in studying, she would come and walk around, sometimes by herself, sometimes with Nelia and the others, and sometimes with Cedric—like them When I was a child, I went together to feel the freedom and comfort.

"Rosa." The boy called her name, with a little more eagerness in his tone.

"What's wrong?" The girl didn't turn around, but still turned her back to him.

Cedric took a few steps forward: "Don't be unhappy, okay? I hope you will always be happy."

"I'm not unhappy." The girl turned her head to look at the lake, deliberately not looking at the two deep gray pools that attracted her more.

"I will always be by your side." Cedric's tone was not as sincere as his age. The girl snorted lightly and turned her head away after taking a deep breath. Look at him: "Old rules, you can't agree to anyone's confession—even though you are 13 years old, it's still a little early, isn't it?"

The duplicitous Little Rose found an excuse for her little thoughts that she couldn't put into words, and Cedric gave a low hum in the evening wind—no one could tell how helpless there was in it.

This year's Valentine's Day chocolate is also made by himself, and there are some lemon sorbet in it.Rosalind once tried to make one herself as a return gift, but she didn't expect that making food requires talent.

From this point of view alone, she hardly looks like a qualified Hufflepuff.

Summer vacation is always worth looking forward to for Rosalind, because it not only means that she has a two-month break to relax, but also means that she can have more time and opportunities to be alone with Cedric.

Luna also wrote to her from time to time, and the content was always irregular.

Once she even sent Rosalind a box that could be used to store demon-proof glasses!

After unfolding the exquisite invitation, Rosalind asked Nora for advice: "Draco invited us to play at Malfoy Manor, and he said that there are his classmates." Madam Shen nodded, agreeing.

Nora stopped trimming the rhododendron branches after she walked into the fireplace and said, "Have fun and come back as soon as possible."

"Got it, Mom." After finishing speaking, the girl came to Malfoy Manor by Floo powder.

"Sed?! Has the relationship between Draco and you improved?" To be honest, Rosalind was really taken aback when she saw the brown-haired boy in Malfoy Manor.

Cedric nodded to her. At the beginning, he never thought that Diggory House would receive a letter from Malfoy Manor one day. At first he wanted to politely refuse, but then he thought that Rosalind would also receive a letter from Malfoy Manor. It will come, so I stopped my thoughts for life.

Sure enough, he guessed right.

"What are you doing there? Pansy and Blaise will be here later." Draco interrupted their communication, motioning for Rosalind to sit on the sofa.

I saw Dobby approaching them with a silver tray full of juice: "Miss Rosalind, your favorite strawberry juice."

"Okay, thank you Dobby." Rosalind greeted with a smile, and Dobby left briskly after putting the juice on the table. To be honest, he liked Rosalind very much because she never looked down on him because he was a house elf. , of course, if calculated in this way, so far, Mr. Cedric is not bad.

"Pansy gets stuck every time, but I think it's not incomprehensible - she always spends a long time dressing herself up to look exquisite." Draco also picked up a glass of orange juice and took a sip In one bite, his pale blond hair was neatly combed with hairspray like Lucius, and Rosalind always felt that he would go bald sooner or later.

Rosalind knew them more or less, and Draco would invite people of the same age or contemporaries of these families to hold a birthday dinner every year.

When Pansy and Daphne saw Cedric today, they looked at him curiously from time to time, and there was a bit of the shy blush that Rosalind often saw on the faces of his little fans or suitors.

Rosalind leaned back in Cedric's direction calmly, like a real girlfriend declaring sovereignty in front of her partner's suitors.

"Shall we dance later, Draco?" suggested Pansy, who really liked dancing and parties.

"Okay, we can dance in the living room after dinner." Draco agreed.

After hearing this, Rosalind turned her head to look at Cedric, and happened to meet those calm gray eyes.

Needless to say, both the question and the answer are interpreted in one look.

She danced to his beats with mastery, like they were made for each other.

"I'm going back first, Draco—my mother wants me to go back early." Rosalind said apologetically, looking at the pale golden head in front of her.

Draco curled his lips in dissatisfaction when he heard the words, but he still didn't force her to stay.

Cedric naturally wanted to go with her, but before leaving, Daphne asked if he could meet again.

"Maybe we can meet at Hogwarts in the future." Cedric responded politely but a little rusty.

Ugh, that's annoying--

Rosalind rolled her eyes silently in her heart, and pulled Cedric into the fireplace together, waving goodbye to the group of people.

The boy didn't go back to his home immediately, but went to Shen's house with Rosalind.

The Shens and his wife had both gone to work, so Rosalind took Cedric to the study room—she hadn't finished the study task assigned to her by Yucheng Shen today.

Cedric, on the other hand, accompanied her without complaint, picked up a book and began to flip through it.

The summer sunlight has a unique temperature, refracted on the crystal chandelier, and then divided into large and small light spots and sprinkled on the log-laid ground.

Rosalind watched as Cedric took a sip of the black tea in his hand, hooked the ring of the cup with his slender fingers, and the sunlight coming in from the window gave him a light golden outline.

"What are you looking at?" Rosalind looked at the young man who was as quiet as a Greek statue in front of her, and for some reason suddenly wanted him to have a more mortal atmosphere.

"Shall I compare thee to a summer's day?"

(How can I compare you to a summer day)

"Thou art more lovingly and more temperate."

(You are cuter and gentler than it)

"Norshall death bragthouwand'restinhisshade."

(Death won't brag you wander in his shadow)

The young man lowered his head and smiled after reading sentence by sentence, and then looked up at Rosalind, his eyes full of affection seemed to overflow - he stared at those beautiful dark brown eyes, and recited the last line of the poem , the voice is like the gurgling water of summer, flowing into the girl's unspeakable heart.

"When ineternal lines to time thou grow'st."

(You are as long as time in the immortal poem)

Many years later, on a warm afternoon, Rosalind, who had become Mrs. Diggory, leaned on her husband and read this sonnet, and couldn't help recalling this warm and tender afternoon. That gentle and firm boy was like a god. , reading this poem with the most affectionate tone in the world has become one of the most precious memories in her life.