18

Beauty of a Snowflake

Rosie spent the following few days after Thanksgiving packing. Her and Tamara were heading on a road trip a few hours away, back home to see their family for the Christmas holidays. After New Years, when they had gotten back to the campus, it wasn't long before Rosie ran into Anthony.

She stopped at the library to pick up a book. On her walk back home, she had run right into someone's chest.

"Woah," Anthony held onto her shoulders, stabilizing her. "Apologies." He bent down to pick up her book that had fallen. He glanced down at the cover. "Harry Potter, huh?"

Rosie's cheeks warmed up as she took the book back. "For old times sake."

Anthony's eyes lit up as he looked down at her, a warm and easy smile resting on his face. "Personally, my preference lies with the Half Blood Prince."

Rosie's eyebrows raised in surprise. "You... like Harry Potter?"

"Who doesn't?" He chuckled, tilting his head. "Although I will sheepishly admit that I have only watched the movies and