WHO; Jasper Spore & Rose Weasley WHEN; Lateish Tuesday night WHERE; Hufflepuff common room WHAT; Hugo is a jerk
Panic was not a usual state for Rose. Sure- anxiety and worry were par for the course when any of the members of her large family were involved, but this was different. This was Hugo- Hugo who knew just how to push her buttons and a BOY who she KIND OF LIKED. Now everything was ruined. After spending the better part of her evening pacing back and forth in her dorm room and obsessively checking her journal, Rose moved herself into the common room when her dorm mates started to turn in for the night. Instead of plopping down in her usual chair near the fire, Rose huddled on the far end of one of the couches near the shadows. She didn't want anyone to see her. The whole school knew that she liked a boy now, and they weren't going to let her live it down. Keeping her knees pulled up to her chin, rose kept obsessively flicking through the pages of her journal, desperate to see if Jasper had reacted to the whole thing yet, but afraid to see what he had written.