Rose awoke to the sun shiny through the window. She sat up and discovered that Ginny and Hermione had already gone down stairs for breakfast. She got out of the bed and looked at the clock above the door.

"Wow, 9 o'clock. That is kind of early for me," said Rose out load to herself. Rose was never an early bird unless she had to be.

Rose opened her trunk and picked out a pair of dark washed jeans and a hot pink t-shirt. Hot pink was her favorite color and she never really cared for the lighter shades of pink. She put her clothes on and then looked in the mirror that was hanging on the back of the door. She put on some light make-up and fixed her hair with magic that she learned from one of the girls in her dorm back home. Rose liked it here in England so far, for the little time she had been here, everyone was so nice, but she was nervous about starting a new school.

When she was satisfied with the way she looked, she made her way down to the kitchen.

"Oh, look who it is! I guess she didn't die after all," said Fred as soon as he saw Rose.

"Sorry, I was just a bit tired," apologized Rose.

"Oh dear it is all right, Just sit down, so you can eat," said Mrs. Weasley moving her arms in a way that told Rose to sit.

Rose stared walking to the table. Hermione, Ginny, Fred, and George were already sitting down eating. However, there was no Ron in sight.

"Rose, come sit next to me," said George finally having confidence around her sine their talk last night.

"Alight," said Rose as she sat down next to George. He smiled at her and she smiled back. Rose was really starting to think that she might have feelings for George. She only had known him for a day, but he just seemed so perfect for her. He knew how to have fun and was a bit sarcastic, just like Rose. Boys had also thrown themselves at Rose, but George seemed different. It seemed like he generally enjoyed her presence instead of just wanting to make-out with her.

Rose put some scrambled eggs, a waffle, and some bacon on her plate. She could see George watching her out of the corner of her eye. It made her nervous, but at the same time, it made her smile.

"So, where is Ron?" Rose asked. Everyone started to laugh, even Mrs. Weasley.

"Oh, we won't be seeing him until probably noon," said Ginny.

"Yeah, he usually likes to dream about Hermione, a lot!" said Fred.

Rose looked across the table at Hermione and saw her starting to blush. Rose started to use her Legilimency, a power Rose tended to abuse a lot. Rose discovered that Hermione didn't mind if Ron was dreaming of her and that she secretly hoped that he was.

"We thought that we play some Quidditch today, as soon as that git wakes up. You in Rose?" said Fred.

"Yeah, I love Quidditch. I played on my house's team back home," said Rose.

"Really! What position?"

"Chaser. You?"

"Beater. George too. We are the beaters for Gryffindor. Ginny is a chaser and also can be a seeker. Ron is best as a keeper, but him and Ginny are not on the team. You should try out this year for the team. You will have to knock Katie or Alicia off the team though"

"How do you know I will be in Gryffindor?"

"You will be," said George and Fred at the same time. Rose smiled at the fact that they seemed to always know what the other was thinking and that they wanted Rose to be in the same house.

Mrs. Weasley walked over to the table and sat down, probably for the first time since she got up this morning. "Oh, by the way there is going to be an Order meeting tonight. So, you need to find something to do."

"How about going to the meeting?" George asked with a smirk.

"Certainly not. You children are too young and I don't want you wrapped up in any Order business. However, Rose will have to be there."

"So, we are too young, but Rose is not?"

"She absolutely is too young, but it's Dumbledore that wants her there not me."

"Why?"

"I don't know. That man is always doing things that no one understands."

Unlike anyone at the table, Rose knew exactly why Dumbledore wanted her there. She just hoped he would not go telling everyone who her father was. She was not sure how comfortable she was with people knowing the truth. Hell, she didn't know how comfortable she was with the truth. Being the daughter of the most evil wizard of all time, who used your mother and killed her, is not exactly what everybody wants.

After awhile when everyone was done eating, the twins decided to past time until Ron got up by showing Rose some of their products for their joke shop.

Rose had such a fantastic time playing Quidditch with everyone, but she was nervous the whole time for the Order meeting. The nerves really got to her when Mrs. Weasley came out to tell her that it was time for her to come in for the meeting.

When she got there, she was surprised to see that everyone was already there. Dumbledore was there, a man with long greasy black hair, a man with a glass eye that was scanning Rose up and down; a few other redheads that Rose assumed were Weasleys, and about twenty other people.

"Okay, now that everyone is here we should get started. First off I like to introduce to everyone our new Order member, Rosabel Giordano," said Dumbledore.

Everyone looked up at Rose and either smiled or nodded in her direction.

"Even though she is underage, I have made her an Order member, because I think she can be of some help to us. You see she is Voldemort's daughter."

Oh for Merlin sakes, Rose thought. Everyone was whispering to each other in shock. This is exactly what Rose didn't want to happen.

Dumbledore started talking again once everyone became quite again. "She is a very powerful witch, probably more powerful than most of you in this room. Also most of all, Voldemort would not dare harm a hair on her head. No, it is not out of love, but that she is the thing he is most proud of. You see, he made her the way she is, so she could help him take over the wizarding world. I truly believe that if I did not take her shortly after she was born we would be in a lot more trouble than we already are. This is why I want to put her in charge of the safety of Harry and his friends."

"But, she is just a child," Mrs. Weasley cut him off.

"I am aware Molly, but like I said she is quite powerful and I honestly would trust her with my life, so I trust her with Harry's. We all cannot always look after Harry, but she can. That is why I am bringing her to Hogwarts this year and asking her to become close friends with Harry."

"And what happens if she does not get sorted in to Gryffindor. After all she is the heir to Slytherin," sneered the man with the greasy hair that shot Rose an ugly look.

"She will not go through the sorting hat, like a first year. I am simply just putting her in Gryffindor myself."

Rose looked around the room and saw the surprised look on everyone face. They could not believe that he was putting a child in charge of the safety of another child, the child that determined the fate of the whole wizarding world.

"Now, we need to talk about how we are going to safely bring Harry here," said Dumbledore.

Rose was trying to listen until she felt that someone was trying to enter her mind. She looked around the room and discovered that it was the man with the black greasy hair. Rose blocked him out with Occlumency, and saw that he was starting to get frustrated and was staring Rose down. Rose just looked at him and gave him a big smirk. She opened up his mind even though he made attempts to block her out.

She really is powerful. Much more powerful than the Dark Lord, there is no way he would be able to do this. She looks so much like him too, the pale skin, the dark hair, and the dark eyes. Those eyes they look so much like his, but there is something different about them, they contain emotion.

Rose stopped, she was done hearing about her father and how they were a like. She hated him more than anything. More than everyone in this room. Oh, how she just wanted him dead.