Once Upon A Rose

"are these roses belong to you?" Harry played with my hairs while his eyes were focussed on the roses on the corner of my room.

"yeah, why?" I stated, realizing that Harry have never seen my room before.

"you like Roses, I see" He narrowed his brow, his hot greens in eyes were talking with me.

"I love them" I yelled.

"well then we have the same sense of flower" He quickly got off from my bed and rushed into the flowers. He looks so fascinating with those flowers in his monster-size hand.

then, he gave me the darkest red rose of all the rose in his hand as he say something that I'd never thought he would.