[HP] Leader's Exclusive Rose

That afternoon when I opened my eyes again from the bed, it was already night—the head of the willow tree on the moon?But obviously there are no willow trees here, so the jade plate has to be embedded in the dark sky.

Rosalind still had a bit of drunken pain in her head, and she remembered that she invited Seid to come to the house for Christmas, and then he came, and made herself a small cake, and then she accidentally drank a glass of maraschino, and... Then what?

The girl tried to close her eyes and remember why she was lying on the bed, but the memory seemed to be piled up chaotically, making her head hurt even more.

Rubbing her hair irritably, Rosalind decided to wash her face first to wake herself up - opened the door and walked into the living room, where Cedric and Nora were busy decorating the Christmas tree.

"Hey, you little slacker is awake, did you secretly stay up late last night behind our backs?" Nora couldn't help but look at her daughter standing not far away looking at them in a sleepy state. Jokingly: "Haven't you slept enough? Seid said you've been sleeping since noon!"

After hearing this, Rosalind cast her eyes on the boy who was holding a bell in his hand. The moment their eyes met, Cedric lowered his eyes quickly, covered his mouth with the back of his hand and coughed softly, even with the bell in his hand. The bell also made a crisp and pleasant sound.

Some vague images suddenly flashed in Rosalind's mind, but they were not very clear.

"Hmm... can I help you?" The girl's voice was still a little hoarse after waking up, and her dark brown eyes were trying to regain clarity.

"Maybe you can go and see if your daddy has put the ornaments? Or you can sit on the sofa, anyway, you won't be needed after it's almost done." Nora was hanging the colorful satin on the Christmas tree, her tone was full of pleasure.

After arranging the Christmas tree decorations, Cedric walked towards the girl: "Are you sober?" Looking at the girl who was fiddling with presents, he had an unnatural blush on his face.

"Huh?" Rosalind turned her head, and happened to meet the pair of gray pupils staring at her quietly.

"What's wrong with your mouth?" Her eyes were unconsciously drawn to the small wound on his mouth, and Rosalind felt a bunch of pictures flashing in her head.

Now it was the boy's turn to be stunned: "You don't remember?"

Rosalind's head was filled with confused fragments—"I really can't remember...Did I do something stupid when I was drunk?"

"...No," Cedric's quiet gray eyes somehow showed a bit of unwillingness, but in the end he still smiled at the girl again: "You're quite obedient when you're drunk."

Rosalind spent her nine-year-old Christmas quietly riding the snow outside the window amidst joyous laughter, accompanied by the indescribable emotions of a teenager.

……

Cedric had some trouble—

His little Rose is always in a low mood recently, even sugar and chocolate can't make her happy.

Worst of all, Cedric faintly felt that Rosalind was avoiding him recently.

Not only did they not take the initiative to look for him at Digory's house, but even the reply was only a few words of refusal.

He thought it was bad, very bad.

So he rode a broom and knocked on the door of Shen's house.

Nora went to open the door when she heard the sound, and when she saw him, she invited him in with a smile: "Can you sit in the living room first, Seid? Rosa is in her own room, I'll call her."

"Okay, sorry for the trouble, Aunt Nora." Cedric leaned slightly towards her to thank her, and then sat quietly on the sofa and waited for the girl.

Tuk tuk tuk - Nora knocked on the door of her daughter's room and called softly inside: "Rosa? Seid is here for you."

The girl who was sitting on the bed in a daze looking at the red roses in the vase trembled when she heard this, did he come to her? !

"Okay mom, I got it!" Quickly stroked her hair, Rosalind lifted the quilt and got out of bed, quickly put on some clothes, and forcibly walked out of the room with a normal expression.

"Uh... What's the matter with you coming to see me?" Rosalind didn't look into his eyes as usual, but looked away unnaturally.

what is this?

Cedric suddenly felt a severe blockage in his heart.

"Can you walk with me?" the boy said dryly, there seemed to be an undercurrent in his gray eyes.

Rosalind responded subconsciously, and before she could say anything else, Cedric quickly took her by the hand and led her out of the living room.

After finally waiting for her to agree to walk with him, Cedric certainly didn't ignore her little face that was about to drip out of melancholy. "Shall I take you to Diagon Alley to buy Honey Zizi?"

"No." Rosalind shook her head.

"Then let's fly around on a broomstick together?"

The girl then shook her head again.

He bet that Merlin didn't even know how many times he had turned over what he had done recently in his head, whether it was Merlin or God or whatever, who could tell him what went wrong?

"Did I do something wrong recently to make you angry?" Cedric decided to ask directly. He knew that the girl in front of him was not very good at quickly comprehending the real meaning from some euphemistic expressions, so he cut straight to the point.

"No." Rosalind was a little surprised when he asked him such a question, "You are fine."

Cedric didn't know whether to describe his current mood as helpless or powerless, so he had to ask another question: "Then can you tell me why you are avoiding me recently?"

"I didn't hide from you!" The girl opened her mouth to retort, but there was some water vapor in her eyes.

"Then what's bothering you lately?" Those eyes that were supposed to be full of sunshine and gentleness were a little more lonely, and he still looked at her quietly, waiting for her to answer.

"Sed, you are already 11 years old. But I, I am only ten years old..." Rosalind's voice became softer and weaker. The depression accumulated in the girl's heart these days was not able to accompany the air she just exhaled. was discharged.

One of the parties involved was quite puzzled, but as smart as he was, he instantly understood that Rosalind's reaction must be related to her recent mood.So he rubbed the girl's head and asked softly, "So?"

"Mom said that you will receive the Hogwarts start letter soon... But I can't, I have to wait another year..." The girl's voice was already crying: "But, but..."

A voice suddenly appeared in Cedric's mind-ask her, and you will get the answer right away.

"Why don't you want me to go to Hogwarts? Rosa, tell me the reason." The boy's tone was full of usual gentleness and nurturing, but at this moment there was more stubbornness: "Even if I really go to Hogwarts to study Now, I can write to you too, can't I?"

"That's different! I don't want to be separated from you! You are the first friend I made here, and also the best friend..." You are my favorite person besides my parents.Rosalind was very excited, "Although I know I shouldn't stop you, but, can you, can you wait for me..."

Huh~ The whole month of doubts has finally been answered.

When Cedric's mouth heard the answer, he couldn't help evoking a nice arc.Even though they're just "good friends", they're not bad, aren't they?So he coaxed the heartbroken little girl in his arms even more tenderly.

Although it was a little less interesting, it was still the response he was looking forward to.Thinking of this, Cedric patted her on the back lightly:

"Okay. Don't cry, okay?" he said. "From the first day I met you, you have been the most important thing in my choice. Don't cry, huh?"

Rosalind raised her head, her rabbit-like red eyes were fixed on him with wet eyes.

"If I do receive an admission letter from Hogwarts, I will tell my parents that I am not ready and I need a little more time to adapt. I believe that Hogwarts allows students to enter a year late Yes. You also believe in me, I will definitely be with you.” As long as you want, I will always be with you.Cedric assured the girl solemnly, as if swearing.

After Rosalind returned home, Cedric thought about it alone in the room. His mother, Brianna, could be reasoned with, but his father, Amos, was somewhat difficult. He had to think of a safer way, otherwise the little girl would The girl should be sad.

Since returning from the Quidditch match with Mr. Amos again, Cedric has suffered from a strange illness and can only lie in bed weakly every day.St. Mungo's doctor couldn't find out what was the reason, and only told him to take a good rest first.To the Diggory couple, the illness came from something inexplicable, but the young man was actually quite emaciated.Rosalind would go to Digory's house to visit him every day, and take care of his condition by the way.

Cedric, who was dubbed "other people's good boy" very early, lied to his parents for the first time in his life--a half-truth--

"Father and mother, can I delay going to Hogwarts for a year? I've let you down, sorry. But I don't think I'm ready for it..." He thought for a while and added: "You know , It will take some time for my body to recover completely. I'm sorry, father and mother, for making you worry about me. "

Although Amos felt a little regretful, he was still eager to love his son, and couldn't bear to see Cedric leave home to go to school before he recovered from his illness: "You take good care of your illness at home, and I will write a letter to Dumbledore over at Hogwarts." The professor explained the situation and asked you to defer your admission for one year."

"Well, your father is right, you can go with little Rosa at that time." Brianna smoothed his brown-blond hair, "You can take care of yourself first."

Rosalind came to Diggory's house to see him every day after she heard that he was sick. Cedric lay on the bed and looked at the girl who was sitting quietly reading a book, and suddenly felt that this was a very good deal.

Under the pillow is the powder mixed with calla lily and weed weed that he hid - long-term use will make people weak, and if it is serious, it will make people fall into a coma for a long time.

Later, when Rosalind saw his diary accidentally, she ignored him for three whole days, until he promised that he would never hurt herself in the future just to satisfy her request.

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