Post by Deleted on Jan 15, 2019 11:28:40 GMT -7
december 23, 2024
Rose had returned to the Hogsmeade winter festival for the second time, but once again, she wasn't planning on shopping. She had noticed the ice rink when she had come for the annual snowball fight, and decided that it would be worth breaking out her old ice skates for a spin around the rink. Now that she was at the edge of the rink, Rose was doubting her own skills, though. She hadn't practiced skating much at all at Hogwarts, and this would be first time this year that she had gone out, which made the potential for falling quite high. Rose had always hated that part of skating - she inevitably fell, and falling felt like failure. No one needed to be a genius to know that Rose Weasley hated failure.
But there was no chance for success if she didn't try, so Rose stepped onto the ice and pushed off, gliding a few feet before stopping. She wobbled slightly, putting out her arms to try to gain her balance. If anything, though, that made the wobble worse. Rose struggled against gravity for a few seconds more, but gravity won quite easily. Rose fell onto her arse with an undignified squeak.