It was finally April, spring, one of Rosaline’s favorite seasons, though she loved every season all year basically. The young Gryffindor was glad she could put away her heavy winter coat and officially enter her spring era.
The morning was bustling for her; everyone in Gryffindor seemed to know the news about de-fluffing, and as soon as the weekend came, even her roommates were excited for this errand. This led to her waking up fairly early by then; they were careful not to wake her up, yet Rosaline had always been a light sleeper. Several hours before the time she had planned to meet up with Leo, she was ready to go already, wearing a white T-shirt inside a red cashmere cardigan, baggy denim-blue jeans, and a pair of black Mary Janes. After tying her hair up in a simple ponytail—she figured this would be a lot of physical work, so she chose this hairstyle—Rosaline gathered her belongings and headed to the Great Hall to have some breakfast. When she walked through the common room, she could feel the buzzing atmosphere; everyone was quite excited for de-fluffing. Somehow cleaning became a fashionable trend to do. Rosaline had nothing to complain about because she was one of those members who enjoyed the errand; she even found Leo to do the errand together. She strolled down the stairs to the Great Hall, thinking about the upcoming Spring Ball. This time they would go to the ball with a group of friends; she was excited about this since she and Erast and other students had planned the ball on their own. She couldn’t wait to see the final result and how people’s reactions would be to the design of it. The young Gryffindor had worked hard this past month.
As she arrived at the Great Hall, Rosaline looked at the clock to make sure there was sufficient time—still a lot of hours left. Sitting down quietly at the Gryffindor long table, she took some bacon and one egg to her plate and poured a glass of pumpkin juice for herself. Pygmy puff, pygmy puff. The last time Rosaline had a strong impression of the little creature was last September; she went to the lakeside to have her lunch, but her sandwich got stolen by a bird. Long story short, she eventually found out what a pygmy puff was. As she kept having her breakfast, a tuft of fluff flew to her plate; she could only pick it out with her fork. Rosaline looked around and turned her head up and down, finding out there was Pygmy Puff fluff everywhere, no matter if it was on the rugs or in the air. Wow, no wonder we need a deep de-fluffing in this castle. Rosaline did like the little creature; they were cute and lively, but she had no idea they could shed that much fluff on campus. The bacon and egg were finished by her swiftly. She waited and read a book there until it was about time to go to the Courtyard. A smile tugged at the corner of her lips as Rosaline thought of Leo; even if they met each other so many times every week, she still liked his company.
Leo was already there, waiting for her. He wore a T-shirt and jeans; anyhow, they had similar outfits today. A big smile appeared on her face as soon as Rosaline saw Leo. He greeted her with the same shiny smile. “Leo, how is your day?” Her tone was joyful. “Of course I’m ready!” Rosaline took out a clip and a plastic bag from her school bag and playfully showed them off in front of Leo. “Wait, how did you already have that much fluff?” she asked with a surprised expression. In the meantime, a tuft of fluff floated straight to her face; Rosaline couldn’t help but sneeze, “A-Choo.” She covered her face with a lace handkerchief. “Oh my Merlin, the fluff is really everywhere,” she said after she carefully folded the handkerchief back in her pocket.
Hearing his proposal, she replied with a crooked grin, a rare emotion on her face; it only turned up when she was in the mood for a mischievous plan, "Challenge accepted!" Leo’s sprint competition came a bit too early for her; Rosaline paused a split second and into the racing position too. The young Everhart turned her head to Leo and smiled, a genuine smile. After the countdown, she shouted with excitement, “Let’s go!” Though she soon realized Mary Janes weren’t a great fit with running, she still tried her best.
