AN: This is my first published story on this site, and I would love some feed back. If I get enough reviews I'm sure to keep publishing what I have. Ive gotten a lot of inspiration from this site, but nothing is plagiarized. Sorry if you see any similarities. Story belongs to me, and the characters to Jo!
"Stupid Lily, stupid Dom." A red headed girl mumbles to herself while walking in a not so straight line. It is obvious that she is drunk and lost. How did she get here? Well, she'd been convinced earlier that day, by two of her cousins, to go out with them for a girls night. They'd both agreed that this particular girl needed to get out of her flat and meet someone. Of course, at the time, she had not been expecting to be left alone, not when both of her cousins got 'piss drunk', as our young Weasley friend would say, and certainly not when they found random guys to have a 'one night stand with'. Ok, so only one of them found a random stranger, at least the other knew the guy she had been snogging with. It had been one of her mates from school, a guy who's name was James, which ironically was her protective older brothers name, but, back to the story.
Our heroine, or lack there of, would have apperated home if not for the fear of being splinched due to the large amounts of alcohol coursing through her veins. Zooming out from our person of interest, we notice a pair of people not far from where our young friend is. It seems to be the lady is in a predicament that no one wishes to be in. The man has grabbed her and is threatening her with his wand. She starts sobbing and pleading to be let go. He tackles her and the fight begins. If we were somehow able to communicate with the young red head only a few short meters away, we would try and warn her, but as I am just the narrator, and you, you are just the reader, we cannot. We must let the story unfold.
If we zoom back out and then back in on the young lady, we see her turn into an alley way. Hoping it will lead her somewhere familiar. As she walks, we hear the clicking of her high heels against the cobblestone. The sound echoes off the walls and rebounds down an almost abandoned pathway. If one were to make a good observation, they would notice the rain falling from the weeping clouds, they would notice the puddles on the ground, and the drips from the eve. One would be aware of the silence in the alley at two in the morning, the only noise coming from the rain and the occasional crack of lightning.
Our little Rose, the girl we've been tracking, stops and takes in the eire silence-Suddenly it shatters. A horrible blood curling scream echoes through the alley, bouncing between the cobblestone walls, and out onto a deserted street. It scratches against any ear that will listen. A cry of pain and sorrow. Let us say that the silence is not the only thing that shatters when the scream is issued.
Rose takes a step back, ears ringing. With little hesitation she runs towards the screams, Griffindor bravery making an appearance. Rose pants out her breath and rounds the corner. She stops and gags, squeezing her eyes shut. The inner turmoil one experiences when witnessing something so horrible is great. Opening her eyes she blinks to make sure it's not a dream. If you were to look through Rose's eyes you would see a man hunched over a woman. You would hear the woman screaming and thrashing around to no use.
"Stop-" Rose's voice comes out week and catches in her throat. The man doesn't notice her right away, and the woman continues to sob.
"Stoppit!" she screams loudly, wand suddenly in her hand. Her messy red mane of hair falls down as it is no longer being held together with a wand in it. The man stops moving and looks up.
"You!?" It seems our young heroine recognizes the man. "What are you doing!?" she screams at him in a high pitch voice.
"Weasley-what?" he jumps up from over the girl and re-buttons his pants. Rose holds out her wand, hand shaking violently. The unplaced man grabs for his wand as well. A bright flash is issued from his wand. It hits the girl. Rose doesn't have to look to know she is dead. Without thinking she shoots the first spell that comes into her mind.
"Incendio!" fire shoots from her wand. He deflects it easily.
"Expelliarmus! Flipendo! Obliviate! Stupify!" Spell after spell falls from Roses mouth.
"Petrficus totalus!" Rose, to shaken to deflect the mans attack, falls to the ground in binds. Her wand flys from her hand and into his. Rose blinks a few times and her eyes are out of focus. She's been blinded.
"Weasley. What a pleasant surprise. I wasn't expecting you for a visit. Oh don't worry that girl got what she deserved. I was just having a little fun with her first." The man moves to hover over Rose. A hand is dragged up the inside of her thigh, and Rose becomes so tense it is painful.
"Please no, don't." She cries out, suddenly afraid of falling victim to this man.
"Oh don't worry." he says, voice filled with mock comfort. "I won't hurt you. Not yet anyways. You're actually the perfect pawn for my next little scheme."
"Why are you doing this?" she asks, trying to get information from him.
"Because, people need to pay. Enough talking.-" her mouth is bound shut. "It's time to say good night Weasley." Rose's chest starts to rise and fall at an increased pace. The mystery man says a spell and Rose's breathing slows with unconsciousness. Leaning down he collects something in a little bottle, he then gets up and walks away leaving not one, but two broken girls in a deserted Alley.
We wait for a few minutes, because as the reader and Narrator we can't just abandon Rose in the street. An hour passes and we see her sit up with a start, and her body starts shaking. Weather from shock, or cold, or maybe both, we do not know. The binds have disappeared from around Roses body, but her sight has yet to return.
She starts to feel around looking for her wand. A sob leaves her lips when her hand lands on the still warm body of the girl. She takes a deep breath before continuing with her search. Her hand finally lands on the smooth surface of her wand. She sits down before the wisp of a potronus leaves her wand. The alley is filled with a white light and we see a large animal leap out of the alley and run into to night sky. Rose collapses in sobs on the ground and waits for help to come.
An audible pop is heard in the alleyway. Rose calls out and the medics come rushing towards her broken voice. A hand lands on Roses shoulder and she screams, backing away from the male touch. She screams and thrashes until there is no more oxygen in her lungs. It seems the shock is too much for her as she passes out into the hands of a medic. The man stands with Rose, he is joined by one other and they apperate from the alley way.
... Rose Weasley has just become the suspect in a very large and complicated string of murders.
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