Rosie's only 14 when their taken. The other two thirds of the new golden trio. The other two thirds of her heart. One minute she's teasing Scorpius about his new hair cut and laughing at Al's horrible puns. The next minute the whole world's holding it's breath. Code amber. She's being rushed to interigation after interigation to ministry official after ministry official. She doesn't even have time too panic, but she's holding her breath the whole time. Rose has never been apart from Al and she can't imagine a world without Scorpius. And then, it's official. Albus Potter and Scorpius Malfoy have been kidnapped by Leo Dolohov. Rose feels her whole world shattering.
She goes back too school, tries to pretend everything's normal, but it's not. There's a whirlwind inside her. She can't focus in class, she goes from best student to worst. She isolates herself, she doesn't talk too others and before she realizes it, she's friendless. She can't even fly straight. It only takes a week before she's kicked off the team.
And then she hears them. They talk too her when she's alone in the dark, their wraith like figures contorting at the slightest gust of wind. It's almost like she's got her best friends back, but nobody else can talk too them. They disappear the moment she's not alone.
They catch Dolohav when she's 15. He's sentenced too a lifetime in prison, but she's not satisfied; she still hasn't got her best friends back, not really. But sometimes, when the lights are almost out, and she can't tell their see-through, it's almost like old times.
It's her secret and she keeps it until she's 16. It spills out by accident. Her mom is asking about school and she tells her something funny Scorpius has said. Before she knows it, she's in a mental hospital. She's all alone with the white walls and the white floors. But she doesn't mind, she's not lonely, Scorpius and Albus come when nobody's looking.
She's 17 and they've let her out with the promise she'll never speak to Scorpius or Albus again, which she ignores of course, when she finally get's them too tell her where they are. She tells the Aurors, they follow her, Uncle Harry because he's so desperate, she can't remember the last time he smiled, and her father because he hopes that maybe this will bring back the real Rosie, his Rosie.
They find the house, it's falling apart and covered in dust. They look everywhere, but it's so old even the walls crumble at their touch.
"The basement," she says, "check the basement." And their they find them, two moulding piles of bones. "They must have just died," she whispers, "they talked to me just yesterday."
"Rosie," her farther says, "they've been dead for three years."
And so she leaves the house, but as she leaves, her hair whirls up around her, although there's no wind. And she can't see them, but she can hear them. "Goodbye," they say, "goodbye" and it's almost like a promise.
And when she walks back into school, for the first time in three years she begins to notice small things. Like the way that the sunlight streams through the windows and the way that Lysander Scamander smiles at her.