A/N I'm back! I'm so sorry for the long absense, my friends, but I have been suffering from a combination of lack of inspiration, and a massive case of writters block!. I finally got an idea that wouldn't leave me alone, and so I had to share it. I hope that you will enjoy this new story as my other two are on hold until I get any ideas as I seem to have written myself into a corner that I can't figure out how to free myself from.

The Gift of Hope, and the Love of Mimi Brown are on hold pending help or inspiration to unblock myself. I also figured out that I can use my phone's internet from my desktop computer, so that makes things much easier on my eyes, and I can type much faster meaning faster updates for you all unless I get myself stuck again LOL! Enjoy my newest story The Gift of the Rose. :)

Chapter 1 Beginnings

In the beginning, Petunia Evans was excited and happy over the fact that her mother was going to have twin girls. Then she worried and sobbed when her mother went into premature labor early in the morning on January 30, in 1960. Lily was born first and was healthy. However, her twin, Rose was not healthy at all.

Poor little Rose's lungs were weak. One of her heart valves would not close, and she was taken from the delivery room straight into the operating room for an emergency open heart surgery and was put on almost 100 oxygen. She was then placed in an incubator with tubes in her throat that they fed her through. Petunia was confused over why the nurses and doctors would only bring out Lily, but never Rose.

One day while at the nursery window, looking in at baby Lily, Petunia noticed her mum in the far back corner sticking her hands into a clear tent caressing a baby that was covered in tubes. "Daddy, why Mummy in the bubble? Where Rose? Lily there, but no Rose!" announced Petunia as she pointed to the Cradle where her baby sister lay. Thomas Evans held his daughter clothes and sighed deeply as his body shook with silent Saabs. Petunia looked up as one of her father's tears hit her head.

Her father wiped his tears from his face before he answered her question. "Petunia, sweetie, baby Rose is very sick! The doctors had to put baby Rose in the incubator to help her live! Your mom is in the bubble, because the bubble is the incubator where baby Rose is sleeping! Your baby sister is too sick to take out of that bubble! Thomas explained in a somber tone.

Petunia scrunched up her face as tears fell. "Baby Rose too sick, going to die like gran?" she cried with an anguished expression upon her little face.

"I don't know sweetie! The doctors are trying really hard to keep her alive." Thomas said as he watched a tiny hand grasp onto his wife's gloved finger.

"But Daddy, want both baby sisters." Petunia announced as she watched her mum with little Rose in the incubator.

"I know sweet Petunia, so do I." said her dad with a sigh as he held her closer for comfort. It would be another week before Lily was deemed healthy enough to go home and a full month before they could take baby Rose home.

6 months later baby Lily was crawling all over the place, while her twin remained on the blanket alone. This more often than not ended up with rose crying for companionship she didn't like being far from her twin and craved the touch of another the fact that the doctors had informed her parents that she was completely blind did not help matters. Nobody in the family could understand why Rose was this way, but they tried to work with her the best that they could.

It wasn't easy living and working with a disabled child, however, Tomas and Violet did everything in their power to ensure the combined happiness and wellbeing of their three children. The main thing that troubled them greatly was that Rose at first refused to leave the blanket where she was placed. This made her mother a bit more than over protective on her behalf. Their father was more on the thinking that despite Rose's blindness, that they should let her learn the same way that her twin did. It was his belief that eventually Rose would cling to her twin, and would pick up things in her own time.

Imagine the shock and joy when Rose proved her father right. Petunia was sitting on the sofa reading a book, when her now 8 month old sisters took off crawling across the living room squealing happily. She dropped her book, and screamed for her parents who rushed into the room to have, not one but both twins crawling towards them. Tomas knelt down and scooped up Rose into his arms dancing with joy.

"She did it, do you see darling? I told you that she'd crawl when she was ready," he announced as his wife came up with Lily in her arms smiling with relief.

"Yes, you were right, but now, how are we going to keep her from crawling into the hard furnishings? I wish that there was a helmet, or a padded hat that we could make her ware, so that she doesn't hurt herself," she said as she wiped slobber from Lily's mouth.

"You worry entirely too much. Didn't you see how she stayed close enough to touch Lily while she crawled? I think that as long as Lily is with her she will be just fine. Won't you my sweet little Rose," he cooed happily at his youngest child?

The girls all grew into happy little things, which never stopped talking. You couldn't find any closer sisters. Though strange things started to happen, that could not be explained, they were a happy family. When they were old enough to attend school, Petunia and Lily attended the same primary school. Rose, on the other hand was sent to Bristol where she attended The Aurora St. Christopher's School. While in attendance there she learned to read and write both un-contracted and contracted braille, and how to navigate the world around her using a cane, or a guide. She was not happy about attending a different school from that of her sisters, so she looked forward to the holidays when she could spend vast amounts of time with them.

It was now the summer holiday before Lily and rose were to turn eleven, and the three girls were out playing in the park near their home. Now fourteen year old Petunia was sitting on the edge of the slide, while her two younger siblings were swinging. Lily went high into the air and decided to leap off when the swing was still quite high in the air giving her elder sister a fright. Instead of falling to the ground like a stone, however, Lily simply floated to the ground as if she were a puppet on strings.

"Lily don't do that, Mummy told you not to! Do it again and I'll tell Mummy," she scolded in a shrill harsh tone!

"Leave off, Tunie, I am not hurt, I can do loads of neat things," Lily said in defense.

"What did she do, Tunie," asked Rose as she stopped swinging?

"She jumped off of the swing when it was higher in the air than Daddy stands. It's dangerous," Petunia replied!

"No really I can do loads of neat things, watch this," Lily said as she picked the bloom off of a small flower and held it out to show her sisters. The flower bloom wiggled each of its petals one at a time before dancing across her open hand. Rose placed a hand on her twin's shoulder and saw through her sister's eyes what the flower bloom was doing, and laughed as she placed her hand next to Lily's as the bloom danced back and forth across the joined hands. "Make it stop, that's Freaky, you're doing Freaky things, I'm going to tell Mummy and Daddy, they told you not to do things like this," Petunia shouted as she backed away and then ran for home leaving her siblings standing there in the park alone!

"You're a witch," came the voice of a skinny sallow skinned boy with shoulder length black hair from behind the twins.

"That's not a very nice thing to call somebody," Rose said as she and Lily turned to face the boy!

"It's not meant to insult either of you, boys are called wizards and girls are called Witches. What you just did with that flower was magic. Oh, but where are my manners? My name is Severus Snape; I live down the road on Spinner's End. What are your names," asked Severus hoping to make friends of the two beautiful girls?

"My name is Lily Evans, and this is my twin's sister Rose." Lily said in way of an introduction.

"So our other sister is considered a muggle since she can't do magic like we can, is that right," asked Rose as she placed a hand in Severus's to shake it and got into his mind?

"I didn't say that, how did you know what I was thinking? Are you a seer, a mind reader, or a legilimense," Severus asked in clear shock?

I guess that you could call me a seer. I can see things through other people's eyes when I touch them. I can sometimes see things before they happen, and I can hear people's thoughts when either I touch them or they touch me," admitted Rose.

"So that's why you prefer to touch or to be touched by others so much," Lily said. "It all makes so much sense! But why didn't you tell me," Lily asked?

"I thought that you might think that I was Freaky or something. I didn't want you to stop being close with me," Rose admitted with a shamed expression on her face.

"Rose, we are twins, you can't get any closer than we are. I would never leave you, just because of something especially awesome that you admitted that you can do," Lily smiled as she hugged her sister close.

"So Severus, if you're a half blood because your mother who is a pure blood married a muggle, what are we considered? There is no magic in our family that I know of except for us," Rose asked with a raised eyebrow?

"Well you would be considered muggle born, but according to my mother's beliefs all muggle born witches and wizards must have at one time had a squib in their family tree. I guess we'll never know the truth of it though," Severus laughed.

For the rest of that summer Severus and the twins became fast friends. He told them all about the magical world, and Hogwarts. Rose doubted that she'd get to attend Hogwarts, even though it sounded amazing. What were the odds that they would actually accept a blind student into such an amazing place? Since she couldn't see her own future, she doubted it strongly and became melancholy.