Someone said the you could give your life for the people you love. Harry Potter, The Boy Who Lived was ready to give his life for the love of his life, Rose.
Only if he knew that she had already done it for him
How will a girl who had lost her moth...
Rose and the other turn around to find something in a sky that cause Rose to gasp loudly, her hand flew to her mouth as she stared in disbelief - it was a colossal skull, comprised of what looked like emerald stars, with a serpent protruding from its mouth like a tongue.
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As they watched, it rose higher and higher, blazing in a haze of greenish smoke, etched against the black sky like a new constellation.
"Harry, come on, move!" Hermione shouted .
"What's the matter?" Harry said, startled to see her face so white and terrified.
"It's the Dark Mark, Harry!" Rose moaned, pulling the end of his jacket. "Voldemort' sign!"
Harry turned — Ron was hurriedly scooping up his miniature Krum — the three of them started across the clearing — but before they had taken a few hurried steps, a series of popping noises announced the arrival of twenty wizards, appearing from thin air, surrounding them.
Rose whirled around, and in an instant, she registered one fact: Each of these wizards had his wand out, and every wand was pointing right at her, Harry, Ron, and Hermione. Without pausing to think, she yelled,
"DUCK!"
She seized the other three and pulled them down onto the ground.
"STUPEFY!" roared twenty voices — there was a blinding series of flashes and Rose felt the hair on her head ripple as though a powerful wind had swept the clearing. Raising her head a fraction of an inch she saw jets of fiery red light flying over them from the wizards' wands, crossing one another, bouncing off tree trunks, rebounding into the darkness —
"Stop!" yelled a voice she recognized. "STOP! That's my son!" Rose's hair stopped blowing about. She raised her head a little higher. The wizard in front of her had lowered his wand. She rolled over and saw Arthur striding toward them, looking terrified.
"Ron — Harry - Rose" his voice sounded shaky "Hermione — are you all right?"
"Out of the way, Arthur," said a cold, curt voice. It was Mr. Crouch. He and the other Ministry wizards were closing in on them. Rose got to her feet to face them. Mr. Crouch's face was taut with rage.
"Which of you did it?" he snapped, his sharp eyes darting between them. "Which of you conjured the Dark Mark?"
"We didn't do that!" said Harry, gesturing up at the skull.
"We didn't do anything!" said Ron, who was rubbing his elbow and looking indignantly at his father. "What did you want to attack us for?"
"Do not lie, sir!" shouted Mr. Crouch. His wand was still pointing directly at Ron, and his eyes were popping — he looked slightly mad. "You have been discovered at the scene of the crime!"
"Barty," whispered a witch in a long woolen dressing gown, "they're kids, Barty, they'd never have been able to —"
"Where did the Mark come from, you three?" said Mr. Weasley quickly.
"Over there," said Hermione shakily, pointing at the place where they had heard the voice. "There was someone behind the trees...they shouted words — an incantation —"
"Oh, stood over there, did they?" said Mr. Crouch, turning his popping eyes on Hermione now, disbelief etched all over his face. "Said an incantation, did they? You seem very well informed about how that Mark is summoned, missy —"
Rose interrupted him as she have had enough "How is Barty Juni- Oh I forgot he is dead right?"
Everyone look bewildered as Arthur spoke "Rose... What are you talking about?"
Rose silently gulped before speaking "Ask him to lower his wand first"
Mr. Couch spoke harshly. "Who do you think you are!"
Rose scoffed that caused the others to widen her eyes. "Lestrange. Rose Alexis Lestrange." She spoke and smiled menacingly.
Harry's POV
"Lestrange. Rose Lestrange." Hearing the words, his heart stopped. He looked at her and double checked to make sure she was actually Rose.
"I - I am sor - sorry." Mr. Crouch spoke as he lowered his wand which caused Harry to look at him in shock.
Rose looked at him expressionless and spoke. "None of us casted the spell... What Hermione said was true. There was someone else."
Before anyone could say anything Rose took Harry, Ron and Hermione's arm and dragged them out of there.
"Go where ever you want but stay away from me." She spoke and ran off to the forest as everyone stared at the figure disappearing from sight.
"I don't know how to feel right now... Be happy, sad, confused, dazed or scared." Ron spoke as he looked at her go.
"I felt fear..." Hermione murmured.
"I am going to check on her" Harry spoke but Ron held his hand.
"Don't ... I have a really bad feeling about it" He spoke but Harry freed himself and ran to the forest to look for Rose.
Author's POV
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Rose ran deeper in the forest before leaning on a tree. She took a breath with unknowingly worsened the situation. She slid down and clutched her head in her hands as she heard a voice; it was sickening
"Well done... Very good"
Rose's felt her head about to burst. Suddenly she heard someone's footsteps
"Rose?"
A familiar voice spoke but what happened next is a mystery to her.
