Leaving the memorial with Liz, Estrella took it upon herself to carry the rose in the flowerpot, planning to plant it near the tree overlooking the lake, where she and Rose had met after becoming roommates. With a grin she remembered leaning out of the Ravenclaw tower to look for her friend, nearly falling out of it. She had later fallen in the lake, and Rose had laughed at her. They would never laugh with each other again.
Shaking her head, she told herself that she must let things move on, although it was harder than anything. She looked at the lake, and it was as beautiful today as that first day, the sun reflecting off the water. "About there-" Estrella croaked, pointing at a sunny spot just before the shade, but she halted; there was something ruining the perfection of the scene. Just where Rose had been sitting stood Bellatrix Green, in a heated argument with a Hufflepuff girl. "No," she moaned; did Bellatrix have to ruin everything on this day? She had already taken her best friend away from her.
