Recent content by Rosalind Montgomery

Rosalind leaned forward for her second kiss, knowing she could change the trajectory of her lips if she wanted to but it was too quick to decide - and she met Ivy's lips. Rosalind pressed softly for a moment, then pulled away. She felt a little flustered, for some strange reason. Naveen hadn't...

The kiss had been nice, Rosalind decided, but nothing had happened. No sparks, no sudden magical effects or anything else. Not that she'd expected it to, but she'd wondered if it would. She gave Naveen a shy smile and then remembered she was supposed to spin the bottle too. Rosalind cleared her...

Rosalind had been watching with eager attention, seeing the kisses happening and hiding her internal excitement. She had almost forgotten she was party to this kiss exchange as the bottle spun and landed on her. She looked up with wide eyes at the boy - Naveen, that was his name - and stumbled...

Rosalind Montgomery Gryffindor Fourth Year

Rosalind Montgomery Gryffindor Fourth Year

Rosalind Montgomery Gryffindor

I'm getting closer to the end and I have to say I really like it! There's just something about it's atmosphere that's really making me feel just...cosy and nice. Which I think is the point but I've never read a book this cosy before. Spoilers, maybe don't look until you're done because I don't...

Rosalind screwed up her face, trying to figure out how either of Lorelai's suggestions were a good thing. "Sense of accomplishment, huh?" she murmured thoughtfully. She snapped back to attention at Lorelai's question. "Ughh, it's a nightmare. I'm so over it. And this year isn't even meant to be...

Rosalind grinned, getting her notebook out and flicking to the relevant page. She passed it over eagerly. On its pages read the following: Rosalind grinned, eagerly waiting for Cyrus' response. She'd worked hard on it, after all.

Rosalind was excited. Nervous too, but mostly excited. She'd heard about what the spin the bottle game from her cousin and once she heard it was happening again, knew she had to get in with the action. Who would she kiss? Would it be a boy or a girl? Did she really mind? Who knew! Rosalind was...

Rosalind flinched at the scream, more than the actual jumpscare. She put a hand over her heart and let out a breath. She then turned to Susie. "You sure have some lungs on you!" Rosalind commented. "Are you alright though?" Rosalind double-checked. "Not too scared to keep going? Hey, Cyrus...

Rosalind faintly blushed. A real doll? It was a funny turn of phrase but it was flattering nonetheless. She wasn't sure what to make of Susie's comment to Cyrus. She assumed since he didn't appear offended that it mustn't have been meant as an insult to call his costume a 'migraine' so she...

Rosalind wasn't expecting being bumped into and turned around quickly to find a very apologetic girl - maybe she was a bit younger because Rosalind didn't recognise her from her year. Rosalind was a bit overwhelmed, hearing praise as well as apology, but eventually she recovered herself and gave...

Rosalind felt dignified. Her costume was beautiful, and this time instead in a more renaissance-style dress. She was so pleased when her aunt had offered to buy it for her. She strode into the halloween feast with her head held high and looked around to see if anyone was admiring her as much as...