The Rose that Grew from Nowhere
Chapter 1
Fred and George's Friend
Summary: Hi everyone! Lady Nightingale here, writing you a new fanfic, this time about one of my favorite people, Harry Potter. This is the beginning of an interesting romance between Harry and a girl named Rose MacDuff. No one knows where she came from, no one knows who she is, really. All Harry knows is they have to be soulmates.
Author's Note: Sorry to all of you that wanted Harry to end up with Cho Chang. I say if she fell for someone like Cedric Diggory instead of Harry, she has no taste.
Disclaimer: Rose is mine, I can do whatever I want with her. Harry and the others belong to good ol' J.K, I don't want them.
"Fred…George…are we there yet?"
"Almost, hang on. Stay down, remember, no one can see you."
A red head peeked out from under a blanket, one that could have passed for one of the Weasleys. But this girl was no Weasley; she was too pretty, and too mysterious to have any Weasley blood in her.
"You know, a nicer ride to your place would be nice, Fred old boy. It's a but bumpy back here" the head with the dark red hair said, a bit put out.
"Sorry, Rose, it was the only thing we could grab at the last minute. You understand" George Weasley whispered.
"Why are you whispering, Georgie boy, people can still hear you" the girl named Rose said.
"Just something I learned from my brother, always be cautious."
The wagon bounced along the back streets of the London subdivision, on its way back to the burrow. Rose lay in the back, underneath a blanket, sulking to herself. If this was the way she was going to be traveling for the rest of her life, she wasn't going to enjoy it very much. She tried to take a nap.
Up in the front seat, Fred and George were growing tenser every moment. They were trying their best to hide Rose from the world, because they knew what would happen if they did.
"Sometimes I don't think this was such a good idea," Fred said.
"Freddy, that's not like you, always one for the danger, aren't you?" George asked.
"But this is dangerous, George. Rose is a hot ticket, if you know what I mean. If they find her with us…"
"Relax, Fred. They accepted her at Hogwarts, you know Dumbledore will protect her there. He kept Harry safe, didn't he? I'm sure he'll treat Rose just the same. After all, she is kind of…in the same boat as he was."
Fred sighed. "Nothing good can come of your life when you-know-who's after you."
Underneath the blanket, Rose stirred in her sleep. A frown spread across her pretty face. In her dreams, a menacing face leered at her, smiling maniacally.
Please, Dumbledore take care of me.