Weapon |D.A Members|

[Rose Weasley]

Don't Cling To Me ,,
I Swear I Can't Fix You ,,

Rose swung her legs off the side of her bed, yawning loudly. She was excited about today. Very very excited. There could be many reasons for that, perhaps it was that she knew there was more or less no chance she could run into Malfoy. But it was more then likely the D.A meeting she had planned.

Rose shifted over to her desk and began tugging the knots out of her hair, humming to herself. She had finally perfected it. The new way to keep in contact with the members.

At this thought her eyes darted to the stack of paper on the desk. She had the 'main' piece. Anything she wrote on there would appear on the other pieces of paper, but could only be viewed by their owner. Well she needed to cast that bit of the spell, each member would have their own word, that only they would know.

She was very proud of herself for this. It had taken a lot longer then she had originally planned. But then to be fair, when she planned this she was... well she wasn't hooked on Scorpius and she could think for longer then 10 minutes without seeing his face in her mind.

Rose hated Scorpius, but not the good kind. She wasn't repulsed by him. She liked his touch, his lips on hers. Everything about him drew her too him. And that was what she hated. She would lay awake at night, reliving a moment with him.

Rose shook her head and pulled her school robes on quickly, drabbing her tie around her neck, but not bothering to tie it up like she usually did. Gathering the papers she left her room quickly, darting across the common room. She mumbled a hello to a few members of her house, some of them being D.A members and knowing exactly where she was going.

Rose had more then one reason to call this meeting. They had a weapon, a very small weapon, but a weapon none the less.

"You're correct. My father was a moron, and remains so till the moment of his death. The ministry says it was his won foolishness which caused the murder to begin with. The idiot was trying to resurrect Voldemort That association ended with him! I do not wish to repeat the mistakes of my forefathers"

Malfoy, in fact the whole of the death eaters had no clue that the D.A or the order knew Voldemort was back. They had the upper hand. But it wouldn't last long, so they needed to do something about it and fast. And Rose wasn't the best at thinking up battle plans.

Rose finally reached the room of requirement and paced three times. Well more skipped, thinking the coded words that the D.A members think to find their meeting room. She grinned widely and pushed open the door, stepping into the familiar meeting room.

She jogged to the front and spread out the papers over a table, biting on her lip gently. Rose had never chaired a meeting before. She usually sat at the back and took notes. She moved round behind the desk and took a deep calming breath. The room seemed so much bigger from up here....

How on earth did her cousins do it? Sure Rose was confident, she was smart, she could talk without making a tit of herself. But standing in front of lots of people, some strangers, was something she couldn't do. Yet her brother, her cousins, her parents, Aunts and Uncles, they could. Why was she so different?

Rose jumped as she heard the door creak open, her gaze darting to wards it, a welcoming smile ready to greet the member.

ooc; Before you post in here PM me that your joining the meeting, so i can post a order of posts here. I know that sounds boring, but letting people post willy nilly makes the thread very difficult to understand....
Rose Weasley