PROCLAMATION
Educational Decree No. 24
All student organisations are henceforth dispanded. Any student in such an organisation will be expelled.
These notices were put up on every notice board Hogwarts had that morning. Rosalyn and Neville were walking together at such a time, and Neville said. "Rosie? How d'you think she knows?"
"She can't do," Rosalyn said. "Hermione- she jinxed the paper we all signed, if anyone's snitched on us, we'll know."
Neville sighed as Crabbe and Goyle came up in front of them and barged past him, banging his shoulders. "Watch where you're going, Longbottom!"
"Leave him alone!" Rosalyn yelled, but the two boys just laughed on. "Sorry," Rosalyn said, patting him on the shoulder.
"S'fine, Rosie."
The two of them walked past an area of plain brick wall, or what they thought was plain brick wall. And it was funny, just when Rosalyn thought, we still haven't got a place to fight, a door formed. It was black, ornate, and Rosalyn and Neville stared at it in glee and wonder.
Rosalyn opened the doors by magic and she and Neville walked in. There, they were met with Ron, Hermione, Harry, Fred and George. "You've done it," Hermione stated, "You've found the Room of Requirement."
"The what?" Harry asked.
"It's also known as the Come and Go room," continued Hermione. "The Room of Requirement only appears when a person has real need of it, and is always equipped for the seekers needs."
"So... say you really needed the toilet," Ron said. Rosalyn snickered.
"Charming, Ronald, but yes, that is the idea," Hermione rolled her eyes.
"It's brilliant. It's like Hogwarts wants us to fight back," Rosalyn said in awe.
When she moved into the light, she got a proper view of the room. A fire was burning in a grate at the edge, mirrors covered the walls and there was a bookshelf filled with cool books about the defence. This only improved Rosalyn's thoughts.
Once everyone had arrived, she gave an introduction then thought, we need a figure, something to practice on that isn't ourselves...
Almost immediately, a big machanical figure that looked like a cartoon of Filch appeared. It had a wand, as well, which was useful for what she was about to teach them. Rosalyn got them all to line up in two lines, then, in turn, try to disarm the figure. Neville was at the front of one, and he was having trouble.
"Expelliarmius!" He said. "Ex- expellarmus! No- expell- expe-"
Rosalyn sighed. "You're just flourishing your wand a little too much, try it like this. Expelliarmius!"
Naturally, the wand zoomed out of the figures hand. Neville sighed. "Th- thanks Rosie. E- expelliarmus!"
But the spell disarmed his own wand, which zoomed backwards, making everyone duck until it finally hit the wall behind Nigel, who was last in line.
"I'm hopeless," Neville said.
"No, you're not!" Rosalyn said.
And, at the end of that lesson, Rosalyn murmured to Neville. "I'm going to have you doing a proper disarming charm by O.W.L time, I promise."
Neville beamed at her as he left, and she was glad of it.
The next day in Defence Against the Dark Arts, Umbridge patrolled between the desks, saying. "You will please copy the approved text, four times, to ensure maximum pretension. There will be no need to talk."
"No need to think's more like it," said Rosalyn and Hermione bitterly.
"Expelliarmius! Expelliarmius!" Neville tried to get the charm to work for him under the table.
However, Umbitch must have noticed, because the next instruction was. "Wands away."
Meanwhile, Filch was attempting to tail DA members on their way to the room, but always failed because, after she had found this out, Rosalyn had thought, give Filch a right hard time, but never let him find us...
And so he didn't.
This lesson, everyone was standing opposite each other, making an aisle. "Stunning is one of the most useful spells in your arsenal," Rosalyn was saying. "Sort of like a wizard's bread and butter, really."
She had made Harry go against Nigel, and said just then. "Go on Nigel, give him your best shot, he's only my brother!"
There was a laugh as the small boy, wand in hand, yelled. "Stupefy!"
It did work. Harry did go flying backwards, but so did Nigel. He landed, standing up almost immediately, looking quite proud of himself.
Next it was Ron and Hermione. "Don't worry, I'll go easy on you," Ron said, but Hermione snickered at this.
"Thanks, Ronald," she said, but Rosalyn knew she was gonna crush him either way.
There was a lot of shouts, Fred and George even bet one sickle on it. Rosalyn had to pull Neville out the was just in time before it started.
It was quite simple. Ron went to say a spell, but Hermione was just too quick for him, and she yelled. "Stupefy!" Sending Ron flying with a little scared yell.
There was a lot of laughs and the twins handed each other the money. Ron walked up to them and said. "I let her do that. Good manners isn't it?"
They grinned sarcastically. They knew he was lying as he looked down and saw Hermione, surrounded by all the girls in the DA, giggling.
"Yeah, completely intentional."
"Whatever you say, Ronald," Rosalyn laughed as she had come over to Ron from Hermione.
"Shut up, Rosie."
After a few more pairs had gone, Fred said. "You know, I would quite like to see a Potter twins duel."
"What?" Rosalyn and Harry asked.
"Yeah! Come on, don't any of you wanna?" George asked, jumping on the idea and shaping it.
There was lots of agreeing and finally, Rosalyn and Harry were facing each other.
"Give Harry the first move," Fred said.
"Um, why?" Rosalyn demanded.
"Just cause Rosie, come on!"
"Fine."
So Harry went first and sent a stunning spell at Rosalyn, who deflected it non-verbally with a shield charm easily and sent a jelly legs jinx back. Harry wasn't expecting this and had to dodge this, not being able to stop it. He sent a disarming charm to Rosalyn which she put a shield on, then she sent a stunner at Harry. The crowd was getting rowdy as Harry dodged this and sent a full body bind at Rosalyn, which she put a shield on. This shield was different, though, as the spell bounced off it and was sent to Harry. Looking at his sister, shocked, he didn't have enough time to deflect it and was sent backwards, rigid as a board.
There was a cheer and Rosalyn hi-fived Ginny, laughed with Hermione and said a quick. "Best girl won," to her brother. He rolled his eyes at her.
At the end of that lesson, Rosalyn made the door appear somewhere else to distract Filch, who had grown accustomed to eating his lunch in front of the non existent door, from putting them in detention.
Now they had to be super careful, however, as Umbridge was now questioning students. She was giving them veritaserum and forcing them to answer. Rosalyn was shocked to hear that Neville had been a victim of this, as Umbitch had caught him, yet again, practicing the disarming charm under his desk.
"Don't drink it," Rosalyn said to him. "Whatever she gives you, don't drink it. Pretend to drink, but don't."
He nodded, and returned from his questioning shaky, but with no bad news to tell. Rosalyn was now schooling him on the disarming charm every lesson.
"Now focus on a fixed point," she said, holding out her wand as an example. "And try again."
He tried, but it didn't work. "I'm-" he started.
"You're not," Rosalyn assured him. "Remember my promise."
He smiled.
They were now working on a charm called locomotor, which made someone float in the air. "Can you help me?" Rosalyn asked her brother, as she knew he was already practiced in this, perhaps more than her.
"Okay," Harry shrugged.
"Right, now, keep your concentration," Rosalyn said.
She went to help Hermione, who was levitating Ginny, and the next second, Nigel, who had been being levitated by Cho, was on the floor, and Cho and Harry were staring at each other.
Rosalyn sighed. "Nigel, are you alright?" She asked the boy.
"I'm fine," he shrugged.
"And you two," Rosalyn pointed to Harry and Cho, "have to pay more bloody attention! Nigel could've been seriously hurt if he was at a higher height!"
The two looked sluggishly down and muttered. "Okay."
The next day, Fudge had a heart shaped box waiting for him. Inside it were many chocolates. Rosalyn sniggered when she found out what Fred and George had done. And she laughed to think of what Umbridge would think of Filch having big, bloody boils all over his face.
Nowadays, though, the DA was doing better and better. Almost everyone could disarm now, and most of them could perform locomotor, and they'd been doing work in stunning, and getting better at handy jinxes as well! Rosalyn grinned when she thought of it. It really was amazing.
The outside world, however, was not. Umbridge had been even more of a bitch than usual and she had introduced the Inquistorial Squad, a group of students (mainly Slytherins) that had extra power over everyone else.
Rosalyn tried not to think about that, however. After all, she was the leader, is she started to loose hope, where would they be?
"Working hard is important!" Rosalyn announced, walking past everyone. "But there's something that matters even more! Think of it this way, every great Wizard or Witch in history has started out as nothing more than we are now, students. If they can do it, why not us?"
Meanwhile, Filch and the Inquistorial Squad (Malfoy and a few others) were trying to infiltrate the room. This did not work, however, as it became no more than a stinking, rat filled broom cupboard for them.
Rosalyn sighed as she finished her speech. She had never been more enthusiastic in her students. Her students!
"Diminuendo!"
Nigel's voice pulled her back to real life as the Filch figure shrunk. They were all in a circle and taking it in turns to curse or jinx it.
"Expelliarmius!"
"Stupefy!"
"Expelliarmius!"
"Engorgio!"
"What? You prat, it's the size of... Reducio!"
It was Ginny's turn, and she wanted to do a reductor curse.
"No, Gin, not like that," Rosalyn explained, seeing her younger sister do the curse wrong. "Like this- reducto!"
It was a powerful spell, coming from Rosalyn, and her red hair flew back as she said it. The figure was reduced to nothing but ash, sinking into the floor.
Rosalyn smiled round at the crowd, unaware of the shocked look Neville was giving her, making him like her even more.
She had a reason to like him back, though, in the last lesson before the Christmas holidays.
The Room of Requirement had been dressed up with tinsel and a big Christmas tree in the corner. Everyone was just revising, practicing spells and polishing ones that weren't completely solid, when he did it. Neville was with the Patil twins, and Parvati was holding out her wand, an easy target. It didn't matter though, because, as Neville said. "Expelliarmius!" The wand fell out her hand.
There was a cheer as Rosalyn said. "Fantastic Neville!" Touching his arm. This made him much happier, however, than mastering the disarming charm.
Finally, it was time for the lesson to end. Rosalyn announced to the class. "So, that's it for this lesson. Now, we're not gonna be meeting again until after the holidays-" a groan. Rosalyn smiled "-so just, keep practicing on your own as best you can and well done everyone. You're all doing great."
As everyone left, Rosalyn got a lot of "Merry Christmases" and "thanks's" but she was only interested in one person. He had gone over to a mirror at the edge of the room and that was Neville. Rosalyn sighed as the last people bade her goodbye, then she tried to go over to Neville.
She was stopped by yet more people. Fred and George.
"Hey Rosie, we were thinking," Fred began. "We could always slip Umbridge some puking pastilles into her tea."
"Or fever fudge!" Said George enthusiastically. "They give you these massive pus filled boils right on your-"
"Sounds great, guys, can you excuse me?" Rosalyn asked as she walked past them.
Though, as they left, she could've sworn she heard Fred mutter an incantation, then George a different one.
She went over to Neville.
"Are you alright?" She asked awkwardly. "I heard Umbridge gave you a hard time."
"I'm fine," Neville said. "Really, Rosie, I'm fine."
Rosalyn pressed her lips together. "That disarming charm was great, you know, I'm so glad you're getting the hang of it."
He smiled. "You- you're such a great teacher Rosie," he said to her. "You're such a great person."
Rosalyn sighed, saying. "You're great, too, you know."
Neville sighed. "Shut up," he muttered jokingly, making Rosalyn chuckled slightly.
She slowly sighed and stepped forward. They were now quite close, and Rosalyn smiled up at him. She was about to reply when she noticed that her feet were stuck; she couldn't move.
Then she noticed what was above them. Mistletoe.
And Neville's feet were stuck as well.
"Fred and George," Rosalyn said, cursing herself inside. She knew what would have to happen for them to get out of this.
Neville looked up, his face going red.
"W-we don't have to, I-I mean, we couldn't-"
But before he could say anymore, Rosalyn had stood up on her tiptoes and kissed Neville softly on the cheek.
He was so shocked he would've fallen over if his feet weren't stuck to the ground.
"R- Rosie," he said.
She smiled. "Neville."
He leant forward and kissed her cheek, lingering for slightly longer. Rosalyn wondered why her cheeks suddenly felt so hot, and why there was a strange sensation in her stomach. She had never really felt like this befo-
When their feet suddenly unstuck they were both thinking the same thing. If that would ever happen again.