third person pov

Rose awoke the next morning to the sound of a crack ringing throughout the room, while she was unfazed by this from being used to Kreacher as the first thing she saw in the morning, Whitman was not.

"Salazar!" Whitman jumped from her arms, rolling off the bed with a thud.

Rose yawned and looked over at Kreacher with a cheeky smile, the elf trying to fight his own smile off his face. Propping herself up on her elbows she asked, "Is Theo still sleeping Kreacher?"

"Master Theodore is still asleep on the couch, he didn't use his room last night...Mistress is also demanding she be left alone until noon" Kreacher said, watching curiously as Rose reached down to grab Whitman and pull him back into bed, the boy giving her a baffled look.

It was Whitman's turn to speak now, "Why in the bloody hell do you get woke up like this every morning? It's insanity!"

"It's called adaptating you pillock-Walburga's orders" Rose yawned again, giving him a pointed look before turning back to the elf. "Go get the pans Kreacher-let's do this the old way"

"Kreacher loves his pans, he will meet mistress in the living room" He gave Rose a nod before he disappearing with a crack.

She turned over to Whitman with a devilish smirk, "Want to watch me scare Theo to the verge of death?"

His lips turned up at the thought, "Let's do it Ro"

Rose jumped up, wearing only his oversized Metallica shirt that came just to her mid thigh. She looked over her shoulder and saw Whitman struggling to get up, her expression softening. "You can stay in bed today Whit, Kreacher can make you some food"

He grumbled under his breathe before giving one final push off the mattress, "I still have five days before the full moon, I'm not laying around until then" He gave Rose a pointed look after, sighing at the solemn expression across her face. "Come here you sapp"

Rose shuffled over, pulling him into a bone crushing hug as he rested his chin on top of her head. The embrace lasted for minutes or more, neither quite sure.

"Put on a shirt and lets scare the shit out of Theo" she replied, pushing off him and flashing a bright smile.

Rose turned away to leave, throwing open the door and taking off in a run down the staircase. Whitman shook his head at her antics and grabbed a plain black t-shirt, throwing it over his head before following her down the staircase at a much slower pace.

Then next thing he heard was a massive amount of pans all being hit together at once and deep scream followed by a big thud.

When Whitman entered the lounge the sight before him was something else, there was a pan each in both Rose and Kreacher's hands and at least ten floating pans above them. Rose was doubled over in laughter while Theo was on the floor, giving her a horrified look and on the verge of opening his mouth.

As soon as she saw Theo's mouth open her and Kreacher took there pans that lay in their hands and collided them together as if doing a cheers, all the pans over head synced with their motions.

Theo and Whitman both covered their ears from the horrid sound as Rose high-fived Kreacher after. And Whitman walked over, helping Theo up while shaking his head at the woman who was laughing like a maniac.

"Be glad I love you, you menace" Theo grumbled to her.

Rose flung herself on top of him as soon as he was sat on the couch, dropping her pan to the floor with a loud clink. "Kreacher! That was a amazing job!" she cheered while straddling Theo's lap, pinching his cheeks. "You can start breakfast for us and yourself, it's your day to pick regardless of what Walburga says"

Kreacher snapped his fingers and all the pans were gone as Whitman stood watching everything in amusement, "Would Master Whitman want to choose breakfast? Kreacher cannot seem to decide today"

"No no, you choose Kreach" Whitman sighed and sat beside the fussing pair, Rose still straddling Theo while he was busy begging her to stop pinching his cheeks. "Maybe get one of Walburga's 'relaxing' pills for miss crazy"

Rose ceased her pinching and whipped her head around, "Um...Whit, do you want me to kill you?"

Rose went to stand up only to be pulled back down into her straddling position by Theo, quickly she grumbled before putting her hands in his hair roughly with agitation.

"You wouldn't dare Ro" Whitman grunted from exhaustion, "I'm gonna get some coffee, do you both want some?"

"Do you even have to ask either of us Whit?" Theo answered for them, a look of happiness taking him over as her movements turned soft.

Whitman shook his head and grumbled incoherently under his breath, standing up before making his way to the kitchen. Rose turned her attention back to Theo as he disappeared, running her fingers through the head of brown curls with softening eyes.

They locked their gazes onto each other and Theo felt something hurt inside of his chest he couldn't explain. If only she knew, he thought.

But the thing was, Rose sat thinking the same thing.

"I am beyond thankful for you-you know that, right Theo?"

He sighed and rested his hands on her sides before slowly bringing one hand up to her cheek, not breaking their eye contact for a second. "You should know by now I would do anything for you baby"

She couldn't help herself from studying his deep blue eyes as her cheeks flushed pink. His were not an electric blue like a sheer crystal, instead were a shade of blue that reminded her of the deep parts in the sea.

Beautiful, beautiful, beautiful, She thought over and over to herself.

She leaned into his palm on her cheek before softly responding, "You and Whit are the only two I believe when hearing that phrase"

Rose moved one hand down from his hair and started tracing his jaw line with her thumb in adoration,"Thank you for giving a 'speech' for me"

Theo just nodded his head and was about to respond when a throat cleared. They both whipped their heads around to face a sickly looking Whitman, Rose's hands dropping to his shoulders and Theo's dropping to her waist.

"Thanks for the help prats" said Whitman harshly, thudding back onto the sofa while handing out two coffee cups to the both of them.

Rose's eyes lit up, coffee being the only thing that kept her ability to function up. She adjusted herself to where Theo's back was on the arm rest and she lay between his legs before handing Theo his coffee as well.

Rose laughed at Whitman's scowl, "You offered you tosser, don't complain"

Suddenly a loud hiss was heard, Rose's white snake angrily begging for attention by the couch and pissed that Rose was no where to be found last night. Whitman instantly put his hand down for Nyx to climb up, which she happily did. Nyx loved Theo and Whitman almost as much as she loved Rose, which said a lot-a lot.

Whitman pressed a distracted kiss to the snake head while looking around for his book he stolen from Rose, Nyx hissing up at him thankfully and nodding before slithering towards Rose.

Nyx crawled her way up Rose's leg and then settled on her chest, looking up at Theo before speaking in parseltounge to Rose.

"Tell Whit and Theo Good morning for me"

Rose smirked, rubbing her free hand down the white scales. "Nyx said Goodmorning losers"

Nyx whipped her head up at Rose, hissing angrily once again. "I did not say that you nuffer"

Rose gasped at name thrown towards her, then she started to speak to Nyx in parseltounge, "You did not just call me a duffer! I am betrayed! I should toss you out to fifty third street!"

Nyx snapped her jaws at Rose, neither of the boys shaken by this, only watching on in amusement.

They began narrowing their eyes at each other, it was like a stare down until Rose started laughing and Nyx moved to rub her face against Rose's cheek lovingly from the separation anxiety. "You know I would never send you to fifty third street"

"And you know what happens to snakes there! Evil to even suggest!" hissed Nyx, frustrated.

Rose sighed before responding in parseltounge, "If your mad at me I might cry"

Nyx nodded with satisfaction at her play on Rose's rare emotions before laying down on her chest, and Rose looked at the two boys before speaking-this time in her regular language. "She didn't actually call you losers but she did call me a duffer for telling you guys that! Then says I'm the evil one?!"

They laughed at her and Nyx's relationship before deciding to drink their coffee and read before breakfast. Theo started playing with her hair as she swiped Whitman's book for them to read together-demanding Theo read it aloud. And he did without hesitation, Rose waiting until he nodded at her to turn a page as Whitman relaxed. It was personally her and Theo's favorite muggle novel, Wuthering Heights.