Rose Zeller forced her eyes open a bit more. Rose Weasley's smile was very much appreciated, especially since Rose felt like utter crap. She couldn't help but smile at the penguin though. She adored penguins- especially cuddly, plush penguins that she could hug when she felt as icky as she did right now. She had forgotten about her birthday completely, to be honest. A part of her wasn't surprised that Rosie had remembered. That's what best mates were for, right? Rose sighed as she wrapped her arm around the penguin. She loved plushies and she always would no matter how old she got. "Hi Rosie," Rose croaked with a weak smile. "I'm.. tired. What.. when.. did my birthday pass?" Rose Zeller was terribly disoriented. "What day is it?"