It seemed that Rosalie telling Hermione everything lifted a big weight off her shoulders, that night she had a dreamless, and more specifically a nightmare-less sleep for the first time in months.
The sun shined bright in the morning, waking her up peacefully, she gave a big stretch and smiled to herself -she normally woke up when the sky was still dark - before she rolled out of bed.
"Mornin'," she mumbled through a yawn as she passed Hermione.
"Morning, how are you feeling?" Hermione replied while brushing her wild hair, she was already dressed, which made Rosalie wonder what the time actually was.
"Good. Better than good actually. Thank you for listening last night, I think I really needed that."
"I'm always here when you need me." There was a silent moment of appreciation between the two, each holding a little smile but then Hermione realised her friend was not dressed yet. "Get dressed otherwise you're going to miss breakfast!"
Rosalie's eyes widened. "How long did I sleep in?" She quickly got dressed, not in uniform though, it was a Saturday which meant the first Quidditch match of the season. Gryffindor vs Hufflepuff, it was originally vs Slytherin but Draco got 'injured' and was unable to play but everyone knew the true reason Slytherin didn't want to play, the weather was still horrendous.
Rosalie rushed to the Great Hall, running down the empty halls with her belly rumbling, wondering where the food was, but a smile was still evident on her face. With only a few minutes left of breakfast, she made it into the hall, she jogged down the tables before stopping when she saw her friends.
"Foooood!" Was the first thing she spoke to them as she sat down, grabbing some toast onto her plate.
"You're late," Fred commented.
"Which is strange, why are you late?" George finished, both of them turning to face her. She took a big bite out of her toast before answering.
"Just wanted a lie-in, what's so wrong with that?" She gave a big smile, or as big as she could with a closed mouth which was full of food.
"No, I've got to agree with Fred and George," Harry pipped in. "You always are up early, ever since we were little."
Ron pretended to rub his invisible beard as he hummed, staring at the Potter girl as she quickly ate, Hermione rolled her eyes at the four boys who couldn't seem to drop the subject.
"I figured it out." Fred casually said after a moment of silence, all of them looked to him, including Rosalie who stopped mid-bite to hear what he was going to say.
"She got her first kiss." Rosalie screwed her eyebrows together while all the boys became wide-eyed and looked at her, waiting for confirmation. Hermione and Rosalie exchanged glances before they both started laughing.
"That was the stupidest thing you could have said," Rosalie replied to her friend, "and who says I haven't had my first kiss yet!" She gave him a light smack for accusing her of such a thing, it may have been correct but that was not the point.
"Well have you?" George questioned, Rosalie simply scoffed a laugh and rolled her eyes and allowed them to scan the hall. It was starting to clear out now, breakfast was coming to an end, even teachers started to leave and before she focused back on her friends her eyes met with Remus Lupins'.
Rosalie gave him a small smile, happy to see him back -now knowing what he goes through every night of the full moon her respect for him increased, he was far stronger than anyone knew - and Remus returned the smile with a little nod of his head. Rosalie couldn't help that her smile grew bigger when she saw him, there was something about him that made her feel something, different.
Most of the Gryffindors sat in the common room, the Quidditch match was soon and the sunlight from earlier had far from disappeared, the rain was heavy and echoed throughout the room, the sound much louder than the fire which crackled in front of them. The dark clouds didn't seem to have an ending so no one expected it to stop in time for the match and everyone knew the match wouldn't be cancelled.
"Come on, don't be so glum guys! Lighten up, the first match of the season, you have been working so hard for today! You guys are going to win this match no matter the weather!" Rosalie tried to cheer up her teammates. No one reacted. She sighed heavily and stood up.
"Listen here, the weather sucks okay, I get that but you guys are the best team, have been for the last three years. We've just been unfortunate through the years, but not this one. Fred and George are the best beaters by far out of all the houses, Oliver Wood you are not only an amazing goalkeeper but an amazing captain, you have led this team to many match wins but for your last year, this team will win you the trophy!" Everyone stared at the redhead who walked around the room as she spoke confidently, people haven't seen this side to her in a long time but they like it.
"So I say, let's stop sulking, let's get out there, all Gryffindors together and show the Hufflepuffs what we're made of!" Everyone in the common room cheered as she pushed her fist into the air, holding a Gryffindor scarf.
"LET'S WIN THIS!" George yelled, running out of the common room, everyone cheering in agreement and following him out, Rosalie cheered with them and went to follow but realised she needed to grab a coat.
"You gave that great speech and you're not even coming with us?" Hermione screeched as she saw her friend going back upstairs, Rosalie laughed and shook her head. "I'll meet you there!" Hermione paused, unsure of what to do, but after a moment she agreed and went off to the Quidditch stadium.
Rosalie was quick to grab her things and ensured that her wand was in her pocket before making her way to the stadium herself. She didn't find herself rushing, the heavy rain on the windows around the castle was calming to her. As a whole for the first time, walking in the castle she was calm, she was happy, she was feeling something she'd be wanting to feel since the beginning of the year. No pressure or worries.
Secretly, she was happy that Snape had taken her off the Quidditch team, she didn't want to know how she'd feel that day if she had to play in the match in that weather. A sudden loud thunder startled Rosalie as she was crossing the bridge, she stopped and looked out at the horizon. The sky was a deep grey, no blue sky or sunlight in sight for miles., after a moment she saw the lightning bolt in the distance, though it was far away, by the time the match started it would be over the stadium. The redhead didn't move and sighed softly as she continued watching the strangely beautiful nature which played out in front of her, another thunder made her jump again.
"Do you not like thunder?" A voice entered Rosalie's ears, she turned to see Remus, who had a large coat covering him and an umbrella to the side of him.
She smiled at him before replying. "I like it but I just jump when it happens, I always seem to miss the lightning bolt." Remus stood next to her, also looking out at the horizon just as another lighting bolt showed itself.
"1, 2, 3, 4, 5," Remus mumbled to himself before another thunder went off, causing Rosalie to jump again, she couldn't help but laugh embarrassed, Remus glanced to her and gave a little chuckle too before looking back. "Do you know what that means?" He asked her.
"The counting?" He nodded. "It's the number of miles away the lighting is," Remus nodded again. "I think by the time the game starts the lighting will be over us though..."
"Unfortunately I think I agree," he said, "that is something I never liked about Quidditch though, no matter the weather the match would still never be cancelled." She gave a light laugh and nodded in agreement.
"I guess I should consider myself lucky that I'm no longer allowed to play..." She was very obviously being sarcastic and he couldn't help but glance at her with a smile. There was another comfortable silence between two, the heavy rainfall continued and was the only noise around them.
"I think we should get going otherwise we'll miss the match," Remus spoke, breaking the silence.
"Yeah, I guess so..."
Remus stuck out his hand using it as a signal for her to go forward first, she smiled and gave a grateful nod, as they got to the end of the bridge, the rain somehow got heavier and Rosalie was dreading the match more and more. When the bridge finished, she waited for the rain to hit her rapidly, her arms instantly pulling her jacket together to ensure no warmth would leave her but, the rain never hit. Rosalie looked up to see an umbrella over her head.
"You didn't think I would let you get soaked did you?" Rosalie gave him a sheepish smile and slowed herself so she'd walk side by side with him. She tucked her hands into her pockets but pulled her hood down, allowing the wind to hit her face again, it was cold but she liked it. They walked in comfortable silence again, Rosalie unable to hide the large smile they stayed on her face.
"Oh, I forgot to ask," she spoke suddenly, "how are you feeling?"
Remus looked to her confused.
"Severus said you were not feeling well, that's why you were unable to teach our lesson..." She grew quieter as the sentence ended, feeling that maybe she shouldn't have asked. Was it too personal? But Remus' look of realisation and smile made her feel more comfortable.
"Ah yes, just caught the flu. I still feel it a bit but I'm feeling much better, thank you for asking. How was the lesson with Professor Snape?"
Rosalie held the urge to pull a face but she did give a look which told him, what do you think? Remus laughed at this, already having an idea of how it could have gone.
"Don't get me wrong, he is a great teacher when it comes to teaching but he isn't particularly nice when it comes to other things..." Remus nodded. "Let's just say everyone preferred having you there rather than him."
"That's good to know," he answered, nodding slightly and keeping his eyes looking forward, the small smile never leaving his lips.
"Everyone says your the best Defense Against The Dark Arts teacher we've had," she mumbled, a sudden feeling of shyness overwhelming her, her eyes looking to the ground.
"Really?" She nodded and her smile increased hearing his surprise. "Is that what you think too?" Rosalie raised her head and looked to him, he was already facing her, and she gave a slight nod and saw his smile grow.
"How have you been? You seem...happier today." He asked her as they continued their way down the path. She raised her head up, suddenly feeling confident in herself again.
"I am actually. I had a good day yesterday so I had a great night sleep, nothing to eh, keep me awake." She smiled brightly up to him again, not even the bad weather could bring her down that day.
"I'm glad to hear that, you have a beautiful smile, it should be seen by more people," Rosalie's confidence dropped as her cheeks became bright red, she looked down hoping her hair would cover them. She couldn't see, but even Remus' cheeks became a slight colour of pink, though even if she did see she would have assumed it was because of the cold weather.
Rosalie kept her head down for the rest of the walk, despite her sudden nervousness the silence was still comfortable. The feeling in her stomach was making her extremely uncomfortable though, it was the same one from earlier, and she didn't like it one bit. Her eyes often glanced up to Remus, who continuing looking forward, holding the umbrella up over them still. Something inside her was dying to tell him that she knew that he was a werewolf, she wanted to burst into a song like a musical about how he wasn't alone, how she would help him and always be there if he needed her. But, there was another part of her that thought that wasn't the best time but one day she would tell him.