<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/1/16/Rosalyn_Gryff_5.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong>Rosalyn Lamoureux<br/><strong>WEARING:</strong>Hogwarts robes with Gryffindor accessories,<div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">These stockings</div><div class="spoiler_body">(https://ae01.alicdn.com/kf/HTB1T1LFOXXXXXapXVXXq6xXFXXXn/Sexy-Women-Lace-Top-Sheer-Stay-Up-Thigh-High-Stockings-Pantyhose-Ladies-Stockings.jpg)</div></div>and<div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">These shoes</div><div class="spoiler_body">(https://images.neimanmarcus.com/ca/1/product_assets/S/0/4/8/U/NMS048U_mu.jpg)</div></div><br/><strong>Blood Status:</strong>Pureblood<br/><strong>Wand</strong>: 10 Inch/Alder/Unicorn hair- Slightly flexible<br/><strong>House/Year</strong>: Gryffindor, year 3<br/><strong>Date</strong>: Saturday September 23rd<br/><strong>Time/Day:</strong>Morning<br/><strong>LOCATION:</strong>Quidditch field<br/><strong>CONTENT:</strong>Hanging out at the Quidditch field<br/><strong>MOOD MUSIC:</strong>Rosalyn's theme- La Vie En Rose (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-NK9zdPj-oslink)<br/><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Zacharias, Claire, open<br/>Mentioning:<br/><hr/><br/>At first, Rosalyn found it quite sweet that he was leaning in to kiss her cheek the way he was, but then he opened his mouth and ruined it...<br/><br/><strong>{Zacharias}</strong>"It’s nice that you showed up, even though I said you<em>didn’t</em>need to."<br/><br/>He didn't want her here... that hurt... a lot... no, hurt wasn't an adequate word, it downright stung...<br/><br/>She felt humiliated as well, the way she'd been allowing him to paw at her body... it made her feel like she was little more than just a convenient piece of ass, instead of his future wife...<br/><br/>When Zacharias turned to focus his attention on the Gryffindor captain, Rosalyn decided to gather up what little dignity she had left and turned away, silently walking off the quidditch field... troubling thoughts swirling in her head...<br/><br/>Was she just fooling herself? She really wanted to make this work, allow them both a chance to find some happiness in this arrangement and not live miserable lives in a loveless marriage... she'd rather suffer her family's wrath than marry a man that did not love her...<br/><br/>“What the hell am I doing?” Rosalyn groaned to herself miserably, making her way towards the castle.