Recent content by Rose Edogawa

Rose was happy to be here and support her team, even if she wouldn't be playing, she just liked being on the field and in the team.

Rose looked down at the pamphlet and the pouch of gallons in front of her, though she was really excited to be going on a trip to London, she wasn't sure why they were going there and not anywhere else. Still she supposed it was better than not having anywhere to go at all. It was one of those...

Rose was ready, she knew she wouldn't be playing Keeper, but that was okay, after all, Teddy knew what he was doing and she mostly trusted him to do the right thing.

Rose continued to guard her hoops

Rose watched as the seekers sort of just buzzed around not catching anything, pfft, her brother would have had it by now. But then he was a good seeker.

Rose raced around between her hoops, waiting for someone to try and get a quaffle through the hoops

"Come on Amory!" She hadn't meant to shout, but she felt she had to say something.

Rose was admittedly a little surprised to see the bludger coming her way again and looked to see where it had come from, only mildly surprised that it was coming from Amory - she laughed at him, as if people she loved hadn't shot bludgers at her since she was a baby. She wound up and shot it...

Rose glared in the way of the beater when she was hit with a bludger, she was fine of course (mostly) but how rude! She can't guard hoops when people try to knock her off her broom.

Rose continued to guard her hoops

Rose wondered idly if Amory was watching.

Rose was not a beater by nature, but she knew how to play the game, and besides, her mother was one, so really she knew how it worked. She quickly dodged and swung her bat at the incoming bludger from William, sending it in the direction of @Dominic Owens-Lee

Rose continued to guard her hoops, watching the rest of the players vying for the quaffle.

Rose didn't know what to say. How was she supposed to ask her brother if Amory had sent her a rose? If he was handling so many then how would he remember one rose? And what if it wasn't Amory, what was she going to say then? She couldn't stop the way her hands shook slightly as she stared at it...

Rose looked at the rose and the accompanying note and was more than a little confused. Who was this from? There was no signature and no identifying information. Was it from Amory? What if this rose was meant for another girl called Rose who liked cookies too? What if she said yes and showed up...