Chapter 1: The Favor
After shutting the door of her loft, Rose let out a heavy sigh as her knees buckled beneath her as she slowly slumped to the floor. Why did she become a Healer? Why? Hmm…maybe it was because her parents Ron Weasley and Hermione Weasley (born Granger) were two-thirds of the Golden Trio. Maybe because her mother was known as the most brilliant witch of that time, probably still was. Maybe because she was Head Girl and top of the class when she was in Hogwarts and she had to have high expectations. Shaking her head, and lifting herself off the floor, Rose put her keys away and proceeded to her favorite place in her loft, the couch.
At twenty-three years old, she was now officially a Healer, not an intern or assistant, but a fully-qualified Healer. And yet, she still had to make healing salves, skele-grow, and antidotes, which were mostly, suppose to be jobs of the interns and assistants. Shaking out the negative thoughts out of her head, she turned on her television to distract herself from her thoughts.
Moments later, she stirred from her rest, to the constant tapping at the window, where she noticed a snowy white owl, Hershey, her cousin Albus' owl was waiting for her. Walking towards the window, she opened it and allowed Hershey to fly to her kitchen counter, where she nipped at the package under her talons. Smiling Rose walked to Hershey and gave her an owl treat as she untied Albus' package. As soon as she began walking to the couch with the package in her hands, she saw Hershey fly back out the window. Noticing the white envelope on top of the package, Rose ripped it open to read Albus' letter:
Dear Rose,
Don't roll your eyes when I say this: working for Uncle George isn't as easy as it sounds.
Rolling her eyes anyways, Rose sighed and continued to read the messy scrawl that was Albus' writing.
But I have a new product that I'm sure Uncle George will approve of! Unless it proves too dangerous on the market…but see, that where you come in :D You know that time in sixth year, where you told me you owned me a favor to keep your secret? Well, I'd like to redeem that favor now, if you don't mind. And before you ask why I couldn't ask any of our other dear cousins, I will say that you are my favorite cousin, and I really really want you to test this out. Not because it could be dangerous or anything, but I believe this will have the greatest result in whether or not I can use this as a new product for WWW. So please, please, can you do me this one favor and test this product of mine? If you can't then you can send it back…and I guess I'll have to find someone else…but please consider that you do owe me a favor :D
Love,
Your Favorite Cousin, Albus
Sighing as she finished the letter, Rose opened the package to find a potion vial, with a black concoction in it. Even though, she didn't want to test the product, she had her pride and she had never broken a promise with Albus before. Looking at the vial again, Rose contemplated whether or not she should tell anyone in case it was dangerous. Then again, if it was she was sure she could have created an antidote, being a healer after all. Grabbing the vial and opening it, Rose lifted it to her lips and downed the potion like a shot.
Looking at herself, she noticed nothing had really happened to her, no discoloring, or weird bumps, or anything strange. Rose then noticed a white piece of paper below the vial, where she didn't notice it before drinking the potion. It read:
P.S. Don't be mad, but I almost forgot to tell you that I'll be away from my flat for about a month! But I'm sure that this test-run will be the best thing that will ever happen to you!
With love, Albus
Before Rose could scream and lash out at Albus, everything around her turned black and she collapsed on her living room floor…
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