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“Yes, I’d like that.”
    Rose leaned
over and hugged Diana. Diana felt stiff and uncomfortable.
    Rose
laughed “Ok, maybe we’re not ready for hugging yet! You’re going to be my
friend now, so you’ll have to get used to me a bit better.”
    Diana gave
her a small smile. “You should go and find Leo.”
    “Ah, um.”
Rose was suddenly very nervous about seeing him. “Could you tell him, Diana?
Can you tell him that you told me everything and see what he says? He might not
want to get back together. I tell you what, could you tell him I’ll be in the
art studio if he does want to find me? He’ll know where I mean.”
    “Sure, Ok.”
Diana’s smile broadened “He will want to find you, Rose.” She watched Rose pull
her boots back on, pick up her bag and then panic! She pulled a brush through
her hair, looked in the mirror, picked up lip-gloss and put it down again,
picked up perfume. She looked at Diana.
    Diana shook
her head. “Just go, I’ll go and talk to him now.”
    Sitting
on the dusty sofa in the attic over the art studio, Rose looked toward the dark
stairs. It was dusk and would be dark soon. She had lit the lamp on the side
table and enjoyed the comforting glow and the little warmth it gave off.
    It was soon
totally dark, the rooms below her had emptied out and Rose was beginning to
think he wasn’t coming when she heard footsteps below her.
    He creaked
open the door and ascended the stairs. She couldn’t tell what he was thinking;
his eyes were bright in the lamplight. He was by her side in two long strides,
gathered her body against his and kissed her till she was breathless.
    “I love
you.” He whispered.
    She held
him tightly. “I love you, too.” She never wanted to let go of him again.
    A long time
later, well after curfew, they still lay on the sofa in each other’s arms.
    “We still
have one more hurdle to overcome” Rose said with a note of warning in her
voice.
    “Oh yes?
What?” Leo trailed his fingers across her bare stomach.
    “How the
hell are we going to tell our parents?”

Epilogue
     
    On
Valentine’s Day two weeks later, Rose reveled in the enormous luxury of sitting
on a sofa in the West Tower Common Room, chatting with her friends and being
able to enjoy having her boyfriend’s arm openly around her shoulders. She and
Leo had decided to put off telling their parents at least until the end of
term, but it was great to be able to be openly together at school. Extra
armchairs had been pulled up to accommodate Leo and Diana into their sofa
group.
    Sophie and
Grace were talking about boys. Not remotely put off by the presence of Leo and
Alex, they had openly discussed who they currently liked, who might like them
and what their favorite boy band might be doing that night.
    “So who got
cards and who did everyone send a Valentines Day card to?” Sophie asked the
group at large. “I’m not counting you two.” She wagged her finger at Leo and
Rose. “You’re enough to make the rest of us feel sick. How about you Grace?”
    Grace
pulled a face. “Pass. I’m not telling.”
    “Oh, so you
did send one?” Sophie looked delighted. “Alex? What about you?”
    Alex
blushed and muttered “Pass!”
    Sophie
rolled her eyes. “You lot are useless.” Her eyes hovered on Diana who looked
terrified she might be asked next. Sophie smiled at her and let her off the
hook. “Well, I got three this year.” She continued cheerfully.
    “I think
you might find it’s four.” Said Rose looking at the door. Sophie turned
following Rose’s eyes. A nervous looking first year stood there, holding six
long stemmed Calla Lilies.
    “They’re
not for me, I’ve never seen that kid before. Though Calla Lilies are my
absolute favorite.” Sophie broke off as the kid in question made his way over
to them.
    “Are you
Sophie Jones?” He asked her. Sophie nodded looking confused.
    “These were
delivered to the front door for you.” He thrust the lilies into her arms and
scurried