Rose was in the library afterwards looking at the books. The talk had ended an hour ago but it had been so long since she had been in that library she wanted to stay longer and see the new additions. Once she turned nine, she was allowed to come here by herself in the afternoon as long as she left by 4:30 to get home for dinner. Her parents made a curfew for her otherwise she would be stuck in that library for hours. It was now eight o'clock and Rose was about to leave the library when she overheard words she didn't think Muggles knew.
"They're Slytherins, ya?" said one gentleman, sitting in a table in one of nooks
"Of course they are!" said the other. "That's name well known in the Deatheater community."
Naturally curious, Rose hid behind a bookcase to hear more. After all, she was a Gryffindor.
"Hate them," said the first man. "Do you know what they did to my family? Ruin them!"
"Now, now," said the second man. "I don't care what they did, I just need the money."
"Really?" asked the first man.
"Well," laughed the second man. "I do think I'm pretty good at killin'."
Rose felt a knot in her throat but stayed perfectly still. Maybe she could see the men, maybe she could get a photo…
Immediately, Rose pulled out her phone and made sure all the noises were silenced. If they heard her, it could be the last time Rose Weasley was seen alive. After performing a silence charm on herself, Rose tried to get a photo of the men without getting caught.
"C'mon," said Rose, trying to get a good angle.
"Gentlemen," said the librarian, walking over to them. Rose immediately hid out of sight, before peeping her head out.
"The library closes in fifteen minutes," she said.
"Does it now?" asked the second man with the first man smirking.
"Yes," she said, not tolerating their nonsense.
Rose saw that the three of them were paying no attention to anything else and snap a photo of the men. It was a bit blurry so she tried again, getting a clearer photo.
"Hey!"
Rose scrambled behind the bookcase.
"Who's there?"
Rose immediately pulled out her wand and sent a charm to hit a bookcase far away from where she was, knocking the books over and creating a distraction. With the librarian gone, Rose saw the men walking over to her bookcase, and Rose whispered a charm to turn off the lights.
"Bloody hell," said the first man, pulling out his wand to see. "What kinda place is this?"
"Let's get outta here," said the second man. "This is givin' me the creeps."
"You don't think someone is here, do ya?"
"Nah, let's just go before that weird bird gets back."
Rose waited until the men had left behind turning back on the power. Once they were out of sight, she run to the library entrance, waited, then walked outside down the stairs. Still uncertain about the men, Rose had her wand where she could reached it. It was a ten minute walk back to her house, but it felt more like twenty minutes, as Rose walked slowly trying to make sure no one was following here.
As she walked, she saw a shadow in front of her. The figure was approaching her at a fast pace. Just before she pulled out her wand, she recognized the voice.
"Rosie?"
"Dad?"
"What's wrong?" asked Ron, running towards her noticing she had been spooked.
"Dad, we need to get home," she said calmly. "I'll explain there."
"Okay," he said, putting his arm around her and walking home.
"Did you just get home?" asked Rose, realizing he was still dressed in what he normally wore to the Ministry for his job.
"Yeah," said Ron. "We're starting Night Watch now, which means, Rose, no leaving the house after eight after tonight. Whoever these killers are, they mean business."
"I know. That's what I want to talk to you about."
