Who: Rose Zeller and Oliver Wood When: September 18th shortly after 6pm. Where: Olivers flat, Diagon Alley Rating: Hufflepuffy PG-13 Status:: Closed/Complete Summary: Whilst Steves on Patrols, Rose gets to stay with Oliver.
Rose could hardly believe it. After all this time she was finally - finally - with Oliver and he was more than a quill at the other end of the parchment. He was real ; real and if she stretched out her hand she could brush him with her fingertips.
The next seven days (or one hundred thousand and eighty minutes) were going to be spent with the person who made everything better. He'd gotten taller and his hair was longer than he'd worn it Before but to her, admittedly biased eyes, he was whole, hearty and here. And so was she!
Rose hadn't been lying when she'd told Steve earlier that she hoped he returned safely from his patrols but for the opportunity to spend time with the man who was closer to her than her own brothers, Rose would have wished the next seven days to be seven years.
"I seem to recall," she told him with a grin as they sat at the mismatched kitchen table "You being taller. You're awfully short nowadays Oliver."