Rose had run from her dorm possibly faster than she ever had before upon seeing James's journal with the cry for help. She knew James. He may have been a prankster and a bit misguided, but he would not, under any circumstances, fake something like that. She had still been released from the infirmary, only to get that message which sent her heart racing. James was one of the most important people in her life now. She had silent tears of worry already rapidly falling down her face, but she wouldn't let herself break down into sobs.
She had taken the paths that she knew around Hogwarts without batting an eye, not really thinking about where she was going because her feet would lead her there regardless; they always did. Once in Hogsmeade, she looked around for a moment, but she didn't see anyone...her wand poised at the ready since she'd came into view. She head a 'pop' behind her and spun around quickly, training her wand and barely holding back the curse that she nearly aimed at James's grandparents. Her heart was pounding in her chest. She was suddenly grateful for not being alone, but at the same time, she hated that they could see her frantic tears.