After Picking Berries (G; Rose, Ronan; 200 words): Rose returns to the Forbidden Forest.
Rose found Ronan near the blackberry bushes. "Hello."
"Why must I be plagued with the disobedient young of humans as well as my own kind?" asked Ronan, stomping upon the ground.
"You knew that I was a Weasley. I wanted to know how."
"If I tell you, you must promise me not to return here," Ronan said, moving to the path that led back the way Rose had come.
She followed him. "All right."
"I was witness to the battle among wizards at your school."
"You fought in the Battle of Hogwarts?"
"I did, just as did your sire and dam."
"They don't talk about it, much," Rose told Ronan.
"Nor do I. . . . Why were you picking berries here?"
Rose blushed. "Jamie dared me to."
"He is foolish, and you are worse than that for being led by him."
"Jamie doesn't lead me!"
"Your anger disproves your assertion. Find another from your herd. That one is trouble."
"That's what Dad says."
"You should listen to him."
"Fleeton doesn't listen to you."
Ronan snorted. "Fleeton is a foal, but you are almost grown. Do better. Find a worthy stallion, one who will not put you at risk—and do not return here."