Fifteen years before:
Rose Weasley run to her cousin Albus, wanting to play with him. They visit Uncle Harry and Auntie Ginny every day.
"Hey Alby!" Rose shouted.
"Leave" Albus said.
"Alby!" Rose cried, tears forming in her eyes.
"Rosie, leave!" he screamed and hit her with his toys. Rose started crying so loudly that Ginny and Hermione run inside
"Alby hates me"
"Albus what have you done?" Ginny asked.
"Rosie leave!" he shouted.
"Albus!" Ginny scolded bim.
"Ginny, he's just a baby, he can't understand. I'll take Rosie home for a bit, so she can calm down"
Hermione scooped her crying daughter in her arms and flooed back home. She set Rose down with her toys while she went to the kitchen to make dinner.
Rosie was still sad. She had to tell Alby sorry. She had to. Rosie saw the backdoor open and manage to leave her house, crawling and walking the same time.
A hour passed and she was tired. It wasn't usual for a two year old to manage walk without getting tired. The only she knew was that she was far away from home.
A red head young woman saw her and asked her some things. Rosie couldn't understand anything. She just kept crying and crying.
The next week, a few people asked her some questions about where her parents were. The truth was that Rosie didn't know. A man with a white robe said that she hadn't good memory and sometimes when she is very confused, she may not remember her name. But this would pass.
A few days later, she moved with the two people who found her and she knew two things. First, that her name was Rosalyn Elizabeth Dawson and that her new parents are better. They don't work the whole time and when they cry, they don't make her go to her room but hug and kiss her.
She had a brother to play with named Alex. Back in her old house, Hermione was pregnant but she didn't know if it was a boy or girl. She only knew that Hermione was always angry with her because of something named hormones or something like this.
Her mommy had red curly hair and green eyes. She had red hair too but not curly. She was also young, nineteen years old while Hermione had been twenty seven.
Her daddy had blond hair and blue eyes. Rosalyn would prefer to have blond hair like his but red wasn't awful too.
Her's Pov in her memories
"Another one daddy" I said to him but he kept the book closed.
"We read three stories. Tomorrow alright? It's first day of school tomorrow remember?"
I just sighed.
"Hey, what's wrong? I thought you wanted to go" he said.
"Yeah but... They'll all be unknown to me!" I cried.
"Yeah but only for a short time. You will find friends trust me. Do you know the story about my first day of school? I was nervous but when I sat with a boy, we became friends"
"Really?" I asked.
"Really. Now, try to sleep and after school tomorrow we will play together"
"Fank you daddy" I said, saying fank you. He laughed.
"Thank you. Good night sweetheart"
The next day I became friends with two days, bringing a big shock to my father and causing my mother to die from laughing when she saw his face.
...
The next few years of my life, were awesome. I had people to play, like Mom and Dad's best friends and their kids, my parents and my brother. I became friend with a girl in my neighborhood named Megan Hockley. And then my parents learn that a man named Caledon Hockley lived a few blocks away. Only that he didn't know.
"You'll not play with that girl again" Mom said.
"Why?" I cried.
"This is adults business. You just have to listen what we're saying because it's for your own good" dad said.
"Then you would tell me why!" I sobbed.
"Listen Lyn. You'll find other friends. Right?" Mom said.
"No, I'll not! I hate you!" I screamed and run upstairs.
It was the first fight we had. I overheard them telling about me and Megan. I mean, we climb trees, draw and go on the park. What's the problem?
Well, I'm seven and I feel like I'm not like them. Yeah, I know that I'm adopted and I know that they are my parents but...Alex has our father's talent to draw, he has blond hair like him while Mom have red hair but my hair it's like orange. I feel that I'm not connected with them, but they are just some people who I live in the same house.
...
In the end, I was forbidden to play with her again. I didn't talk to them for one week or so but slowly I started talking a bit more to them.
I was always lying to everyone what had really happened in that sinking ship. It was just to hard to face the truth.
We set sail on 13th of April. Mom was a bit scared at first, I think she was in a sinking ship once. Anyway, we went at third class general room to eat lunch. We were going on a vacation in New York, Jessica, Sam, Kathrine, Jennifer and Michael coming with another ship with their parents.
"What's going on Lyn?" Mom asked. I was thinking about my differences with them.
"Well... erm..-
I stormed in the room and sat in my bunk. Third Class is actually good, not like First Class says.
I also saw Megan. I'm going to talk to her tomorrow when no one will see me.
I sighed. I got under the covers since it was a bit chilly. I hope they don't wake me for dinner, I don't wanna hear their questions.
Well, I was woken up but just dressed up for the party tonight.
The room was already alive with rambunctious, happy faces of people dancing and shouting. There were men and women of all ages twirling around shamelessly across the small makeshift stage, men partnered with men just dancing to the Irish folk music the band was playing, and there were small groups scattered about, shouting in triumphant laughter as they drank down gallons of beer and smoked cigarettes as they cheered on the men foolish enough to challenge other men to drinking contests and arm wrestling matches.
"Mom?" I shouted.
"Yes?" she asked laughing, probably seeing the others dancing.
"I'm going out of the door for a little and then I'm coming inside"
"Stand there so we can see you"
I nodded but I run quickly to the first class decks. I accidentally bumped in a boy.
"Oh sorry" I said.
"I'm sorry" he extended his hand. "Nathan Hockley."
"Rosalyn Dawson"
"Nice name"
"Thank you."
"Want to look to the stars?" he asked.
"Yeah definitely" I said. We walked to the decks watching the stars.
"Look! A shooting star!" he said.
"You know, my father has said that when a star falls, is a soul going to heaven" I said.
"I like that one" he said and we laughed.
"What did you wish for?" I asked.
"Wishes are secret. Remember?" he said. "Good night Rosalyn. Hope I'll see you tomorrow"
"Good night" I said. I started my way back to Third Class area. It took me ten minutes when I arrived in the entrance.
"Oh my god, Rosalyn Elizabeth Dawson, I thought I had told you to stay in the door!"
I looked at my mother with a lazy expression.
"Sorry" I just said.
"Bed" she ordered and for first time I just nodded. She looked curiously at me but then followed me.
"Where's my nightgown?" I asked searching in the suitcase.
"I put the pink one" Mom said and pulled it out.
"Mom! You know I don't like pink!" I said.
I pulled down my skirt but then noticed something in the pocket.
See me in the Third Class general room in 2 AM
Love,
Nathan
"Mom. What time is it?" I asked.
"Eleven."
"And, when the party ends and when dad and Alex are coming?"
"It ends in one o clock and they will be here in half a hour"
"And why you're here?"
"Someone needs to be with you"
"No I don't need. Go to dad and Alex." I told. I shutted the door and sat in my bed. I'm going. Besides, it's in the General Room, not in the First Class.
When they come back, I still hadn't fallen asleep but I didn't show it. I heard them lay in their beds and I kept staring at the wall. I looked at the clock. Two o clock. I should go.
The party had ended, all were sleeping and only a light was open.
"Pssss"
I turned and saw him.
"Hi" I said
"Hi. Well, I wanted to tell you that-
"That?"
"See, Megan told our father about you and you know, I recognized you. Well, he asked you to come for dinner tomorrow night"
"But Nathan. My parents will not allow me. And second, I don't have any first class dresses with me"
"First of all, you don't need to tell them. And second, tomorrow in ten o clock be in the entrance of first class. Megan will give you a dress" he said and left. Tomorrow's gonna be a long day.
...
Next day, I woke up around eight o clock and went for breakfast. We decided to get for a walk in the ship along with Mom and Dad's new friends. I got my dress and quickly got back to my room to hid it.
Later that night, I lied to my parents that I was not hungry and said that I was going to sleep early. I opened my suitcase and find my dress.
I was wearing a soft pink dress, and had a matching ribbon in my hair. I wore white stockings, white party shoes, and white gloves. Oh my god. I wasn't Rosalyn Dawson. I was someone else.
The steward bowed to me as he opened the door to the first-class entrance. "Good evening, miss," he said politely. I nodded to him I walked inside. Wow, they allow kids alone.
I nearly forgot how to breathe. The splendor of first-class was truly overwhelming compared to the meager accommodations in third. Directly above them was a glorious glass dome, lighting the entire room. The railing they were standing in front of was carved in oriental style, and connected to the magnificent Grand Staircase of first-class. At the top of the staircase was a beautiful clock. I have seen photos in school and I can tell that it looks like Titanic.
I slowly made my way down the stairs, taking in the beauty. I was trying to act as though this was nothing new to me. There were women with their hair pinned back in elaborate fashions and wearing floor length dresses surrounded them, their arms linked with gentlemen dressed in their evening wear.
"Rosalyn. Hi. I see you came"
"Hi" I said staring at the staircase.
"Nice huh? Better than Third Class"
"Definitely" I murmured. For a moment, I forgot that I had parents, I just kept dreaming the life of a first class girl.
After four hours, I had to go back. They actually liked me, even if Mr. Hockley asked too many questions for my parents. There was also a woman there, who looked like my Mother named Ruth Dewitt Bukater.
I had never thought, that I would end up like these kids in some movies.
Around 2 AM, he came again.
"What's this?" he cried and pointed to my cheek. "You have a big bruise" he said.
"Well, erm... I.. I was slapped"
"What?"
"I don't tell that they were wrong for doing this. I had told them that I was sleeping and they were searching me for three hours. Thank God, I hadn't returned with that dress back." I said.
"I'm sorry. It's my fault that you are in trouble now"
"It's fine. Goodnight. Hope I'll see you tomorrow"
The next day, I woke up around noon, so I missed breakfast. The whole day, I was stuck in the General Room, looking at the people who were dancing. I hope he saw my note.
The party started and he came. Mom and Dad don't know his surname but this doesn't mean that I'll tell them.
"Hey. Want to dance?" I asked.
"Why not?" he laughed.
We kept dancing and laughing. I saw Mom looking and laughing at us. Well, dad didn't like that I was dancing with a boy but of course he didn't slap me again for such a thing.
"See you soon. Goodnight" I said.
"Goodnight"
When I got back to the table, I was asked many, many questions.
"I'm going to sleep" I rolled my eyes.
After ten minutes, Mom came too.
I woke up later, to stewards knocking the doors. Thinking that it was not something important I tried to fall asleep again but I couldn't with that fuss.
"Sweetheart, get up"
Wait, what has happened. Usually when dad is angry with me, he does not call me sweetheart.
"What?" I groaned. Mom looked deathly pale, getting our clothes in a backpack.
"Well, a iceburg hit the ship and we have to leave"
Iceburg, sinking. Oh god. What if Nathan and Megan are not informed. I quickly run out of the room.
"Rosalyn!" dad and mom screamed following me. I quickly made my way to first class area.
"Megan!" I shouted. She ran and hug me.
"There's a emergency and we have to leave. What is happening?" she cried.
"Oh Rosalyn. Where are your parents sweetie?" Mrs. Hockley asked.
"Well, erm, I came to say goodbye to Megan and Nathan and I'll return later"
"Alright, but you have to hurry. Damn, after Titanic, ships still haven't enough lifeboats" she murmured and left quickly to find her husband.
Lights flickered and turned off for a minute. All screamed but then they groaned again.
"I hope I'll see you in the rescue ship" I said and hugged them.
"Good luck" Nathan said.
"To you too" I said.
I quickly ran down to the lower decks. All had left. The only you could see was clothes and suitcases in the floor.
"Hello?" I shouted. No one was there. Water stared running to the corridors.
"Mom? Dad? Alex?" I shouted.
No answer.
They left me.
I had to get in a boat and see them in the rescue ship later.
I found a open door. It was the room where thiefs etc were. I tried to find something to help me, anything at all when a shelve hit my head.
I woke up ten minutes later, with a big headache. I couldn't move since the shelve was in my right arm and my left was numb. So, the only I could do was shout for help.
"Help me! Someone help me!" I screamed.
Water had started filling the room. I couldn't see my waist because of the freezing water. My lips had became purple and I was completely pale.
"Help me" I said weaker. It was my end. I knew it. I had problem breathing and the water was now in my chin. It was matter of time.
When I opened my eyes again, I found myself under the water, in the sea. Probably the ship had broken in two. I started thinking of giving up but I changed my mind and swam to the surface.
People were screaming. I hadn't anything, so I was still in the freezing Atlantic, hoping that boats would come soon.
Quiet. Most of the people were dead. I was ready to die too when the boats came. They rescued one man and two womans when I shouted for help. My voice was too weak. I kept shouting and shouting when they finally heard me.
I woke up by a white light in my eyes. I looked around. I was in another ship. Two nurses were working with some needles.
"Where I am?" I croaked.
"Oh, you're awake dear" the youngest said. "I'm Louisa Hathaway. You are?"
"Rosalyn Dawson"
"Good. You don't have memory problems. You were in the water right?"
"Well, I was trapped inside the ship, I fall unconscious and when I woke up, the ship had sank and I was inside the sea"
She gasped. "Oh dear. Take this" she said and I drank a disgusting, pink liquid.
"Good. Tell me your parents names, so I can search for them"
"Jack John Dawson and Rose Adeline Dawson"
"Thank you. Now, stay here and sleep" she said. She turned to leave but I asked
"How long I was unconscious?"
"One week. Tomorrow, we're docking in New York. You had hypothermia and Pneumonia. But you'll be okay"
I fall asleep and woke up after some couple of minutes, or so I thought. In fact, I was sleeping for five hours.
My parents were besides me, sleeping too. My mother having her hand in my hair, and my father holding my hands. I wonder if they knew that I was alive.
"Mommy? Daddy?"
They opened their eyes and sighesighed with relief.
"You're alive. I still can't believe it, you're alive!" Mom exclaimed happily.
"Yeah I am." I yawned.
"When we're getting back home?"
"As soon as possible. But first. You need to tell us where you had gone" dad said.
I lied. I told them that I couldn't find them and get into a boat. And also, that I had accidentally fall in the water and that's why I have pneumonia and hypothermia.
I returned home after two days.
When I woke up the first day home, I threw up. Then, I started sweating and my parents realised that I had a fever and that I should not go to school.
For one week, I was with a bucket besides my bed, blankets, cold washclothes and soups. The doctor had said that I hadn't recovered completely and that I had to get pills.
After two weeks I recovered and get back to school. We started fighting about school now. I'm bored at school and I don't pay attention or study at home and this brought many fights. No slaps.
...
I remember when I had first visited Albus's home. He didn't know who I was and I didn't know too.
I continued exploring the living room while Al got us drinks and the other sat on the couch. I was always the only one interested in learning new things, and the best way to do that was by looking at someone's home.
"Al is this you!" I came to a halt in front of a huge picture wall.
"Eh – yeah," he scratched the back of his neck.
"But who's that. It says they were born a few days before you?"
"Oh- that's my cousin Rose, she was dissapeared when she was two. None of us know where she is." I looked at the little girl. She was so cute. I couldn't really imagine what her parents must have gone through.
"Seriously! I'm sorry" I said. I didn't knew that it actually me.
..
I had to lose weight.
I was seeing all these beautiful girls in the magazines skinny with beatiful characteristics. Even my mother is thinner than me. They're always telling that I'm not fat but I am.
I skipped meals at first and I felt relieved. I couldn't fit in the jeans Mom had bought for me, so I did something new. I threw up.
I continued this for two months when one day, they found me unconscious in the toilet. I wasn't taken in St. Mungo's despite MacGonagall's protests but in a muggle hospital where I stayed for four months. I refused to eat something at first bringing tears in my mother and nurses following me around. I finally started eating some things and I was released but I still came every day, to see a nutritionist and a counselor. I returned at Hogwarts, with the condition that I'll visit Hospital Wing twice a week. Something I didn't.