Chapter 3

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Over the next three days, whenever Rose went to sleep, she would dream a memory. She knew it was a memory because it had the feel of being in a pensieve, except in her own head. She never left Grimmauld Place 12. On the final day, the day that Death was going to return for her answer. But first, she had to go get Teddy from the Burrow as he had been having a sleepover with the Wesley grandchildren.

Rose had gained custody of Teddy when Andromeda had died only a year after the Battle of Hogwarts had taken place from heartbreak of losing her husband, daughter, and son-in-law in such a short amount of time. It has been seven years since the Battle of Hogwarts, Rose now being a young 24 year old heroine and with Teddy being a 7 year old, a metamorphmagus and a Marauder in the making. He hadn't shown any werewolf tendencies yet, which brought some relief to Rose, because she didn't want her son to have to go through what Remus went through.

Before she left, thinking of something she should do before leaving, because her mind was already made up about her decision, she turned to Kretcher whom was standing in the kitchen watching her.

"Kretcher, I need you to pack everything in this house and put it in my bottomless trunk in my room. All of the books, clothes, toys, are to go in there. But before you do that, send a letter to the goblins that I am going to be at Gringotts and need to talk to my bank manager in thirty minutes."

Kretcher gave her a little dirty look as she ordered her to pack some of his precious Blacks' valuables. But he went to do as he was told, because Rose was his mistress, even if he didn't like it. Rose apparated (I DON'T KNOW IF I SPELLED IT RIGHT) as soon as she stepped onto the front step of Grimmauld Place 12 and looked around to make sure no muggles were watching her. She appeared right inside the Leaky Cauldron with a loud crack, making the patrons and barkeeper look over at her. Recognizing her immediately, everyone began pointing and whispering excitedly but she paid them no mind as she walked behind the building to the brick wall that was the entrance to Diagon Alley.

Drawing her wand from its hollister on her wrist with a flick of the wrist, she looked down when she didn't feel the normal smooth wood of her holly and phoenix feather wand. Instead, what was in her hand was a fifteen inch elder wood wand with five bumps spaced evenly down the wand. Gaping down at the wand - the Elder wand - knowing for a fact that she had snapped it and thrown it over the bridge at Hogwarts after the battle and having repaired her holly wand, couldn't help but remember Death's words from days ago as she moved the Elder Wand of almost it's own accord to tap the bricks in the sequence to open them.

"You are the Mistress of Death, owner of the Deathly Hallows that I had sent to Earth for you years ago as they were your main weapons here in Middle Earth. You are not only a wizard, but you are Rosifina the Black Istari, the sixth member of the missing order and my avater on Middle Earth." Rose sighed and let it go for the moment as there was nothing she could do about it until that night when she could confront Death.

She snorted almost silently at her thought. Only I would think about confronting Death!, she thought amusedly as she continued to think. Not noticing the crowded shop areas with Hogwarts students buying their school supplies before they left the next week for another school year. She definitely didn't notice several wizards and witches stop and stare at her with almost awed, worshipful expressions as they recognized her. She did notice, however, when two children that had Hogwarts robes but no house crest on their robes, bumped into her and causing her to lose her breath at the force. The two children, a boy and a girl, immediately stopped their excited chatter and began apologizing to her without looking up. Rose looked behind them and saw two adults that looked similar to the two children in front of her with frazzled expressions and a little boy in the mother's arms and two other, older boys - one around thirteen, the other around fifteen - with Gryffindor House Crests trailing behind their parents with bored expressions and carrying their school supplies.

"Wanda! Pietro! What did we tell you?! We told you not to run off with it being so crowded! And look, you weren't paying attention and you almost knocked someone over!" The mother said worriedly. By this time, several surrounding wizards and witches were watching as they saw whom the two children had bumped into. None of the family had even looked twice at Rose, whom was distracted enough from her thoughts by the family whom hadn't even looked at her. The girl, Wanda, and the boy, Pietro, turned their attention completely on their parents and forgot about Rose.

"Sorry, Mum! We were so distracted by everything that we didn't realize that we had wandered away from you." Pietro said. The mother sighed and was about to reply when she felt the oldest of her sons start to elbow her in her side gently, as if to get her attention. This action brought Rose's attention on the fifteen year old boy as he was the only one whom noticed her in the family and was staring at her with his mouth hanging wide open. "What, Tony?"

The fifteen year old didn't answer but his mother followed his gaze and gasped. Of all of the people the two troublemakers could have bumped into, they had to run into Rose Potter the Woman-Who-Conquered! the mother thought franticly. The mother's gasp was loud enough to alert her husband, her five year old son on her hip whom had been watching his siblings get in trouble, the two eleven year olds, and the thirteen year old whom looked at her with puzzled expressions. But following her gaze, they all too gasped loudly in surprise.

"Mommy, look! Rose Potter!" the five year old said, clapping his hands in excitement and giggling.

"Oh, Lady Potter, I am so sorry that these two ran into you!" the father gasped. Rose just smiled and waved away his apologies.

"Oh, it was nothing, I promise, sir. I, too, have bumped into and even knocked over my fair share of people on trips to Diagon Alley during my Hogwarts years. May I know your names?" She asked politely.

"Oh, where are our manners! My name is Natasha Rogers and this is my husband Steve Rogers. This little one right here is Tony, I am sure you know that these two are Pietro and Wanda. This is my thirteen year old son Clint and this is my fifteen year old son Bruce." Natasha said. (First five to comment what fandom this is, will each get a oneshot with 1500 words from me of any fandom(s) that they want) Rose grinned at them as the children, and even their parents, looked simply awestruck at her. Rose crouched down, thinking that if, and that is a big IF, she was leaving with Teddy to go to Middle Earth that the next generation of troublemakers, should be these siblings in front of her. In all five of the childrens' eyes, she could see the spark of mischievousness that she saw in Teddy's eyes and she was sure was in her eyes.

"How would you guys like to visit a couple friends of mine with me?"

The children giggled and ducked their heads, hiding their blushing faces. "If that is alright with the two of you?" Rose said, looking up at Natasha's and Steve's faces as they stared at her surprised.

"Yes, of course!" Steve said, not even thinking about it. Rose grinned and rose from her crouched position and took the offered hands the two eleven year olds gave her and began to lead the family through the busy Diagon Alley towards a tall, bright orange and purple building stood on the corner. The kids began to whisper in excitement to each other as they realized where they were going. Weasley's Wizards Wheezes was displayed across several windows and the front of the window.

There were several Hogwarts students and parents coming in and out of the prank shop, and entering, no one noticed when Rose walked in leading a family of seven to the counter where two familiar faces were entertaining their customers.

"Step right up and behold, the puking pansies. Take one of these, and wait not too long, and you'll be puking your guts out to get out of class. Then to stop puking, all you have to do is to take this cure-all pansy that cures all of our get out of class products and within ten minutes of taking the cure, you will stop puking. A box of two dozen of the puking pansies and a box of the cure-all will only cost ten galleons each as they are both fifty percent off, for today only!" One of the red heads finished, jumping off of the counter that he and another red head were standing on. The crowd dispersed, with only Rose and the family of seven standing behind her. The one that had been speaking to the crowd, finally spotted her. "Rosie! Hey, George, look who has graced us with our prescence this afternoon!"

George Weasley, one of the Weasley terror twins, came over and pulled Rose into a strong hug. "Rosie Posie! I haven't seen you in forever!"

Rose laughed and returned his hug. "Georgie Porgie! I saw you just last week at the Burrow for Sunday dinner."

Breaking apart, Rose turned to the other red headed man whom pulled her into a hug as well. "It is great to see you, Rose. A week is too long to be missing our fellow mischief maker!"

"Oh, Fred! I thought the nieces and nephews and Teddy were enough to fill in for me. Anyways, enough about me, I would like you both to meet the Rogers family." Rose said, turning to the family whom had been watching all three of them. Rose introduced all of them to each other. She turned to the Weasley twins. "Give them the Marauder Package for me. I think I found the next generation of pranksters." She said quietly to them. The Weasleys grinned and began to lead the family away, whom said goodbye and thanks to Rose, whom just nodded her head and went on her way, already knowing that she was going to be almost late to her appointment at Gringotts.

Entering Gringotts, with two minutes to spare, a waiting goblin by the entrance immediately began to lead her down a hallway and into an office with the name 'Griphook' wrien on the door.

"Ah, Lady Potter-Black, how may Gringotts help you today?" Griphook asked, looking up from the ledger he had been writing in.

"Well, Master Griphook, I want all of the magical artifacts, books, and scrolls taken from all of my vaults and put in a bottomless, trunk and I would also like to give the rest of the contents of the vaults to be split evenly between the Weasley family, the Longbottoms, the Lovegoods, and the Rogers family. And I would like my house elf, Kretcher, to transfer owners from me to Draco Malfoy and the Malfoy family. I also want all of my homes around the world to be split between the four families as well. I want them notified within the next week."

Griphook stared at the witch in front of him. He sighed, knowing there was no way that he would intimidate the Saviour of the Wizarding World. Griphook wrote down all of her demands and ringing for a younger goblin to come in, gave him the instructions given to him by Rose. The younger goblin bowed and left without a word, closing the door behind him.

"While Silvermine does that, which should only take about fifteen minutes, I will draw up your demands and will need you to sign it with a blood quil to prove that you authorized this."

Rose nodded, expecting this and watched as Griphook grabbed a thick piece of parchment from his desk and began to write with a regular black quill her demands.

Twenty minutes later on the dot, Silvermine returned carrying a large trunk with another goblin helping him. Silvermine put the trunk next to Rose's chair whom nodded her thanks.

The two younger goblins left and as soon as the door closed, Griphook withdrew a different quill from his desk and put it in front of Rose and turned the heavy piece of prachment around so that she could read through it and make sure everything was correct. She looked it over and quickly signed it, barely feeling the slight sting of the blood quil using her blood for ink.

"Thank you, Lady Potter-Black, I will notify the families of your wishes by the end of the week. It was a pleasure doing business with you as always," Griphook said, shaking her hand and then sprinkling sand onto the ink and blood, drying the ink and blood quicker and sealing the magic that was on the official document. Rose smiled and returned his words before turning to the trunk, tapping it once with the Elder Wand, and watching it shrink to pocket size. She put it in her pocket, bowed to the goblin, and left, heading to the Burrow to get her godson and to say her goodbyes to her family. She was going home tonight. To see her husband, her soulmate, and her other son. It had been so long since she had seen them.