I did it. I actually did it. I made it out of the wards without being detected…I think. I wasn't taking any chances, I ran. I ran until I was deep in the forest that surrounded our mansion. It was only then I apparated. I apparated to the first place I though of, Diagon alley. It was deserted this time of morning and I hurried along the streets with my cloak up around my face just in case. Ever since Death eaters took over the ministry, things have been bad. The whole world knows I'm real and my photo had been in the Daily Prophet too. So the hood was a good idea. I wandered into a rundown hotel and got one room. I shrugged off my cloak once inside and looked around the small, dark, damp room. It was a nice change from my extravagant life. I was exhausted and I fell asleep as soon as my head hit the pillow. I woke up much later than usual for me. It was almost 11 when I got up and ordered a breakfast too my room. Standing there in just my boxers and singlet I was freezing. There was a small fireplace so I lit that to get a little warmth. I like the warm colours of fire. They're strangely comforting. There was a rapping at the door. I shrugged into my jumper and answered it. An ugly little house elf shoved a tray and my hands a sulked off. I laughed quietly too myself. They had given me a Prophet with my soggy cereal and cold toast. I was spooning the second mouthful in when I suddenly realized what the front page was. Me. A big, fat picture of me with huge neat writing at the top saying MISSING: REWARD 1 000 000 GALLEONS! Great, just fucking great.
The entire wizarding world is going to be looking for me now. I definitely can't stay here. If that elf tells his superior he saw me in room 22 I'd be toast. I gathered up my things quickly, shoving everything into my bad (it's extendable) and jumping almost 10 feet in the air when a loud banging sounded on the door.
'Ma'am, we need you to open the door and Identify yourself,' a male voice said through the door.
I was frozen, I couldn't even breathe. In those few seconds with the men banging on my door and threatening to break it down I had 1 million thoughts racing through my head. Maybe I should just turn myself in, maybe my father wouldn't punish me too badly. My father. Those words sounded off he back of my skull and gave me such determination and filled me with anger. The door exploded into a thousand pieces and at least 15 death eaters flooded the room, just in time to see me smile evilly and aparate out of there. I don't know where I thought of but I was suddenly in a forest. A wide, wide forest with no end. I was alone for the first time in my life, truly alone. And I was scared. I cried for a little while, just slumped on the ground until some sense came back into me. I stood up, wiping the tears away from my eyes. I took my wand out of my bag and made some wards. After this I set up camp and organized my room. It was actually quite a big, extravagant tent. There was a bedroom, lounge room and toilet. I did everything without magic, just to consume time. By the time I was finished the sun was just setting and I made a fire for the night. With nothing left to do except think the question I had been avoiding the whole time slapped me in the face. What was I doing here? There had to be a purpose, was I simply running away or what? For the time being I was going to have to go with running. Running from what? Family? Life? …Draco? I really didn't know. I put my head on my hands and stayed like that for a while. I sharp crack brought me out of my Daze. My head snapped up and I searched the surrounding area for snatchers. I had heard about how cruel they could be. And what would they do to a little girl that's all alone? The thought made me shudder. Another snap made me whip my head around. There was a shape emerging out of the fog that had gathered throughout the night. Then I heard the person calling out something, my name.
'Rosalyn! Rosey, where are you?' It was my best friend Florence.
"Florence!" I replied, stepping out of my wards.
She ran to me and we shared a warm embrace. After I explained the whole story to her, I asked her an obvious question.
"Flo, what are you doing here?"
"Oh, Rosey it's terrible, they're interrogating everyone you were even slightly close too! And I don't think it's love that's driving you-know-who to such trouble to find you." She told me seriously.
I stared confusingly into the fires embers.
"Well it's late and I'm really tired, I'm going to hit the sack, care to join?" I asked Flo.
She smiled up at me and said "Love Too."
