Wands, owls, and a family fortune: Chapter three
Fate sat with Eros, a cup of wine in their hands each. The table between them set for seven. Fate had taken his spot and so had Eros. Quis ut Deus would take his seat soon, as would Iustitia. They were waiting on their fifth member, Azrael, but his arrival would be late. Kyrios would come with Yahweh. It was they who set the task. Save this world, as they had with others. Bring peace to the destruction. Bring an end to Him.
And so, the die was cast once more. So Be It. Let the loaded die of Fate fight against the stench of the darkness.
The month went by in a flash for the two Potter siblings. Each day they went out with the two Weasley siblings, exploring the village and getting to know the local populace. It seemed that most of the town was familiar with the Evans, and would occasionally spot them out and comment on how much Rose looked like her mother, although a few did comment on how Harry shared their mothers brilliant, vibrant green eyes. Every day, Rose and Harry gained progress on the long and slow journey to recovery. Their minds were still damaged from the lives they faced at the Dursley's. More then once Harry had woken to Rose clinging to him, sobbing and sweating, only to realise he was doing the same. More than once Rose had wet the bed. More than once Harry had vomited off the side of the bed, a memory coming forth from his mind. And every time, Alex or Juni would clean them up, sooth their pain, give them love and then tuck them back into bed.
Since meeting with the Weasley's, Harry had woken more the once after a dream featuring the youngest of the redheaded brood. Ginny was the feature of many of Harry's dreams, something that both puzzled him and excited him. Whenever his thoughts drifted towards her, his heart fluttered, until something pushed it back down again, quashing it until it reared its head again.
One day during the week, Alex took Rose down into town to collect some Hydrangeas from the local nursery. It was the one type of flower the garden didn't have. Rose had slowly opened up to her grandfather, holding his hand and gripping to him like a lifeline as the strangers around her smiled friendly smiles and offered kind words. Alex and Juni had showed Harry and Rose how to tend to the Garden. Alex and Harry soon went off to kick an old football around on the grass, leaving Juni and her Granddaughter to spend some personal time together. Juni had the horrible suspicion that Vernon had done more then just hurt Rose. She had no idea how to approach the subject however, so she did her best to comfort Rose instead.
Later on, in the week, Ron and Ginny invited the siblings over to the Burrow to show them where they lived. Rose and Harry were flabbergasted by the way the house was held up, but loved it all the same.
Ron explained to them that his family wasn't exactly the best off, but Harry assured him that money didn't make a person, his uncle and aunt was proof of that. The foursome spent the rest of the day enjoying themselves in the pond by the Burrow, and ended up having dinner with the Weasleys, where upon Harry and Rose met Mr Arthur Weasley, the Patriarch of the redheaded clan, although his own red-hair was beginning to bald. Arthur was ecstatic to have the two Potters over, and mainly spent the time questioning them about muggle technology, much to the annoyance of Molly and the amusement of Ron and Ginny. Rose had been hesitant with the older man at first, until she understood that he really was an incredibly gentle man. She listened with rapt attention as Arthur explained the different type of objects witches and wizards could enchant, and the ones that they were better off not and even the ones they weren't allowed to.
Eventually the end of the month came around and the rest of the Weasley clan came home, including Percy, the 'pompous dogooder' of the family, and the prankster twins, Fred and George, who took an instant liking to Harry and Rose. The Potter siblings found Fred and George an exciting bubble of energy in their lives. Their pranks seemed to cause more annoyance then distress, which relieved the pair. On top of that, the pair were hilarious.
The night the kids got back from Hogwarts, Juni invited the Weasleys over for dinner so that they could discuss going to Diagon Alley together. Most of the night was spent playing all sorts of wizarding games, such as exploding snap and wizarding hide and seek, where one of the adults would place a disillusioning charm on the seeker, making it harder to hide and run away from. Arthur was busy chatting off Alexanders ear about even more muggle related questions, and Juni and Molly were quite happily discussing what they should do before the children had to go back to Hogwarts. Percy reluctantly joined in the fun at the instance of the twins, who badgered him until he eventually caved in. Although by the look on his face, he ended up enjoying himself.
A couple of days later, on the 3rd of June, the Weasleys, Potters and Juni decided to depart for Diagon Alley. Driving over to the Burrow, it was decided that the Potters and Juni would meet the Weasleys there in order to travel by floo powder to the magical shopping Mall. Molly pulled the two Potters and Juni aside and explained to them how to travel by floo powder.
"Now, all you have to do is throw a bit of powder into the fireplace, and very clearly state where you want to go before stepping into the fire. Got it?"
The threesome nodded at Molly, you smiled back and got everyone ready to go.
"Alright, how about you go first Percy, show them how it's done."
Stepping up and throwing some floo powder into the fire, Percy stepped into the flames and spoke out-loud, very clearly, "Diagon Alley!"
With a whoosh, and a spurt of flames, Percy was gone and all that was left was the burning fireplace.
"George, Fred, you go next, and don't wander off!"
Giving their mother a cheeky grin and wave the twins hurried off into the fireplace. "Now why would we ever wander off, Mummy dearest."
"Yeah Mum, why would we ever wander off."
Sighing in exasperation, Molly waved the twins off as they disappeared into the green flames. After the twins, Ron went ahead, then Ginny and eventually Arthur and Juni before it was finally Harry and Rose's turn.
"Now just remember Rose, nice and loud, and articulate every word, got it?"
Rose nodded her understanding. "Excellent, well off you go dear."
Once again, the fireplace erupted into green flames as Rose departed for Diagon Alley.
"Harry dear, you go next, I'll bring up the rear, go on, just like your sister."
Stepping forward and taking a pinch of floopowder, Harry threw it onto the flames and stepped in before saying out-loud and clear. "Diagon Alley!"
The sensation was wild, as Harry spun and felt world around him flow like a raging river. After a few seconds, he came out in a dingy little Alleyway, greeted by the Weasleys, Juni and his sister, the latter striding up to hug her big brother.
"Well done Harry, much more graceful then me." Rose had a spot of soot on her cheek which Harry promptly cleaned off.
"For someone who's never travelled like that before, I'm sure you did great." Harry ruffled his sister's hair lovingly, causing Rose to wave her hands in annoyance, removing her brothers' hands only to wrap her arms around his.
Harry and Rose wandered over to the meandering group of Weasley's and Evans. Automatically Harry's eyes sought out Juliet's, 'Not Juliet's, Ginny's.' They'd been doing it for the last few weeks, seeking each other amongst the crowd of family, smiling when they finally found each other. Harry's heart settled as he locked eyes with her warm chocolate irises. A flood of love flowed through his body as she returned his smile.
Soon after, Molly joined them and the group moved down the alleyway into a grand sized mall. Looking all around, Harry and Rose took in the sights around them, looking in wonder at the shop fronts filled with all sorts of goods, including animals, books, brooms, robes and wands. Harry was awestruck at the magnificence that was Diagon Alley. Rose similarly was awestruck with the sheer beauty of the Mall. Their dazzlement was broken by Molly walking up to them.
"Now Rose, Harry... Arthur and your Grandmother are going to take you to the Wizarding bank, Gringotts, so that you can get some money out, okay dears? We'll meet you at the ice-cream parlour just down the road there, see?" Molly pointed over their heads.
Rose and Harry turned their heads to look at a brightly coloured sign reading 'Florean Fortescue's Ice-cream parlour.'
"Thanks Mrs Weasley, we'll meet you back here then when we're done." Harry replied.
Taking his sisters hand and leading her to follow Juni and Arthur, the siblings made their way up Diagon Alley, gawking at the shopfronts, occasionally stopping to look at certain items of interest. One such item happened to be a beautiful snowy owl. Harry thought to himself that as soon as he got some money, he was going to buy that bird, no doubts about that. As they continued up the Mall, they came to a large white marble building which somehow defied gravity with its slanted pillars and balconies. Harry and Rose stared up at the building for a few moments before being ushered along by Arthur.
"Come on kids, don't want to keep the goblins waiting."
Harry and Rose looked at him with mild shock on their faces,
"What do you mean, Goblins?"
"Just you wait and see." He said with a smile forming on his face.
The two adults ushered the Potters inside, where they were immediately greeted with a sight to behold. Large counters flanked the isle they were walking up. Behind each of these counters was a funny looking short beast which Harry could only guess was a goblin. They all had rather large, pointed ears, sticking out perpendicular to their heads. Many of them also had large hooked noses and beady black eyes. Rose jabbed him in the arm to stop him from staring, bringing him out of his wondrous trance at once. Walking to the end of the isle, they came up to what appeared to be the head goblin, who was immaculately dressed, examining a large red ruby with a small magnifying glass. He looked up from his work at the newcomers, raising them an inquiring look.
"Can I help you?"
Arthur and Juni stepped forward at this time. "We're here to withdraw money from the vault of Harry and Rose Potter."
The Goblin looked towards the two siblings with a wary eye before looking back at Arthur. "Do you have his key."
At this moment, Juni walked forwards and placed a large wrought iron key onto the counter. "I do, I'm the children's maternal Grandmother."
The goblin looked over the key, and then towards Juni, and then at Arthur, and then lastly at Harry and Rose before finally nodding.
"Come right this way, we shall have a goblin escort you down to the vaults, good-day to you." And with a short bow the goblin returned to work. A smaller goblin appeared from around the corner with a large lantern on a stick.
"My name is Griphook if you'd follow me please, this way to the cart."
The group followed the small goblin off to another small corridor which led them to a large set of tracks with a cart attached to it. Gingerly, the group got into the cart and waited for Griphook to hop in with them. Placing the lantern in the cart, the goblin hopped into the cart and set them off at a rapid speed. Rose gripped onto Harry's hand as fright overcame her from the sudden movement. Harry himself was quite taken aback by the sudden movement, and had to grip onto the side of the cart to stop himself from landing flat on his back. He peered back to look at the two adults, Arthur seemed to be enjoying himself with a large grin on his face, whilst his grandmother had her eyes closed tightly and her hands gripping the back of Rose's seat. After what seemed to be a few minutes, they came to a sudden halt in front of a large iron vault door.
Hopping out of the cart, the goblin called for the lantern and set it on a large pole directly in front of the vault door. "Key please."
Fetching the key from her pocket, Juni handed the wrought iron key to the goblin, who went about opening a small hatch in the door before turning it, causing the door to open with a whine as old cogs and gears worked their magic. The site that beheld Harry and Rose made their breath hitch, as a grand pile of gold, silver and bronze coins stared back at them, glinting in the lamp and brazier light.
"Is…is this all ours?" Harry asked to no one in particular.
His grandmother merely placed a hand on his shoulder in reassurance. "Yes, my dears, you really didn't think your father and mother would leave you two with nothing did you? Your father made sure that you and mother were well looked after."
Harry and Rose smiled up at their grandmother as they walked forwards to examine their newfound wealth.
"Do you need a money bag at all sir, madam?" Griphook asked.
Harry and Rose both nodded in acknowledgment and gratefully took the money bags from Griphook before going and filling it up with a number of coins. Harry was rather reluctant to flaunt his wealth in front of Mr Weasley, knowing full well that the Weasley's weren't the best-off wizarding family. Filling their bags up to the brim, the siblings made their way out of the vault to head back up to the surface. They endured another heart wrenching ride up to the ground floor before making their way out of Gringotts and towards the ice-cream parlour. There they met up with the rest of the Weasley clan, where upon they made their way all around the alley, picking up their school books, robes, cauldrons, potion supplies, and in the case of Rose and Harry, owls. Harry had kept his promise to go and buy the snowy old, naming her Hedwig. Along with Hedwig there was another snowy owl with a deep grey crest, signifying it was a male. Harry bought the owl for Rose, who named him Zeus after the Greek god of lightning.
Rose was ecstatic receiving her own owl, her very first pet. She petted him through the bars in his cage for most of the time going around Diagon Alley, taking an instant liking to him. For his part, Zeus seemed to be taken to Rose instantly as well. Harry was enjoying his new owl as well, Hedwig seemed content with her new owner, if not a bit sassy with him. Their last item on the trip was a wand for Harry and Ron. Making their way to Ollivanders, the siblings made their way in. Prior to arriving at Ollivanders, Harry had convinced Molly to allow him to buy Ron a new wand, seeing as he would be inheriting his brother Charlie's wand instead. Seeing as the Potters were not short of money, Harry thought that this would be a wonderful gift for his new-found friend. It took persistence from both Harry and Rose, and finally Juni, to convince the Weasley Matriarch to give consent. The sealing deal was the fact that wands always had the strongest bond with their first master, and as Ron would be inheriting a wand, he would most likely struggle with most spellwork. Walking into Ollivanders, the eccentric older gentlemen came flying out of nowhere on top of a ladder.
"Harry Potter, I was wondering when you might visit me. Ah! The Weasley clan, what can I do for you today." The eccentric old man waved his hand out in greeting.
Molly stepped forward towards the wandmaker to answer him. "Hello Mr Ollivander, we've come to get wands for Harry and Ron here, go on boys, step forward."
Ollivander stepped off from his ladder and came sauntering over to the two boys, he started by measuring the length of their wand arms, and their height, before going into the back to look for some wands.
"Now, Mr Weasley, I might start with you, here, try this. Holly, 10 ' Unicorn hair."
Handing the wand to Ron, Ollivander waved his hands in an encouraging tone for Ron to move his wand. Giving his new wand a swish through the air, a dozen wand cases flew out from the wall.
"Ah definitely not for you, alright alright, how about this one, cherry, 11", Dragon heartstring."
Handing the wand to Ron he once again encouraged the boy to wave it around, this time however the ladder that previously held Ollivander flew down into the depths of the store.
"Nope, nope not that one either, alright, how about this! Willow, 14", Unicorn hair."
Handing the wand to Ron once more, the tip of the wand shot out red sparks as a warmth spread throughout the young Weasley's body, signifying that it had found its match.
"Excellent, excellent! That's you sorted out Mr Weasley, now, Mr Potter, would you be as so kind to step forward." Ollivander had an excited look in his eye, anticipating what was to come.
Taking a step forward, Harry anticipated what was to come next, hopping that they could find a wand for him. "Alright Mr Potter, try this one, Beechwood, 9", Dragon heartstring." Ollivander said.
Taking the wand, Harry swished the long piece of wood in a stylish fashion, causing a vase to blow into bits.
"No, no, no, that won't do, here, Maple, 7" Phoenix feather."
Once again, giving the wand a wave, Harry caused a number of wands to shoot out from the wall.
"No not that one either, here, try this, Ebony, 8 ", Unicorn hair."
Before Harry could even wave the wand this time, Ollivander snatched it up from him,
"No, no that won't do either. I wonder, oh yes, well, its work a try. Here Mr Potter, try this one, Holly, 11" Phoenix feather."
Almost immediately the result was known as warmth spread up Harry's body and red sparks shot out from the end.
"Brilliant my dear boy! Fantastic!" Ollivander looked oddly at Harry for a moment "Though very curious. Very curious indeed".
Looking at the old wandmaker, Harry spoke up in the first time in a while. "What's curious sir?"
"I remember every wand I've ever sold Mr Potter, like your mothers, Willow, 10 ", Unicorn hair. And your father, Mahogany, 11" Dragon heartstring. It so happens that the phoenix feather in your wand came from a phoenix which only dropped two feathers. The other feather, its brother, resides in the wand…that gave you that scar." He didn't mention what else was special about his father's wand, nor Harry's. Ollivander had seen it coming of course, he always had. The chip of white wood embedded inside both young master Harry's wand and master James' wand. But he pushed that thought down.
Ollivander had said the last part of his explanation pointing to the famous lightning bolt scar which crowned Harry's forehead. Nodding grimly, Harry took his wand and paid for his and Ron's, costing 15 Galleons all up. With their business done in Diagon Alley, the group made their way to the ice-cream parlour where the rest of the Weasley's were waiting. Regrouping, the group made their way to the Leaky Cauldron, right at the end of Diagon Alley, to have a nice lunch and enjoy each-others company. However, it soon proved more of an annoyance then a pleasure going to the pub once the patrons found out that Harry and Rose were in the building. Dozens of Witches and Wizards lined up to shake their hands and bid them congratulations for their 'victory' 10 years ago. One such well-wisher was the new Defence against the Dark Arts (DADA) teacher, Professor Quirrell. Stuttering and stumbling a bit, the timid professor made his way up to the line to welcome the two Potters/
"M-Mr P-potter, an-and Ms Potter, W-what a pri-privilege this i-is to meet you both. M-my name is pro-professor Quirrell, and I'll b-be your new de-defence against the dark arts t-teacher. I look for-forward to teaching you b-both"
Harry eyed the man sceptically, as if this stuttering fool could teach us anything, but none the less the young boy respected him as an elder and an educator. Sticking out his hand to shake Quirrell's, Harry was taken aback by his sudden fear of doing so.
"Sorr-sorry dear boy, I've got a na-nasty bout of contagious sk-skin disease, wouldn't want y-you to get it".
Nodding his head in understanding, Harry bid the strange professor fair well before turning to his sister who just stared at him with the same sceptical look.
"He's really going to be teaching you? It'll take twice as long to learn anything with his stutter." Rose stated.
"I'm sure he got the job for a very good reason, for all we know he may be a fantastic teacher, so don't judge until you've tried." Harry reprimanded, although he certainly sensed something was off about the man. But Harry pushed it aside, labelling it as paranoia.
Eventually they were left alone after Tom the barman threatened to throw everyone out if they didn't leave the group alone. They found themselves a large table in one of the corners before going and ordering their food. Most of the table chose to just go with the lunchtime special of steak and chips. The group enjoyed light conversation throughout the meal, with Ginny and Harry stealing glances at each other every so often. Rose noticed this and gave her brother a little kick under the table to remind him of where he was and who he was with, most importantly, her older brothers, father and mother. So instead of ogling his newfound crush, Harry went about talking to the twins and Ron about life at Hogwarts.
"It's fantastic you know." Fred Stated,
"Yeah, really fantastic." George repeated,
"Dumbledore is a bit mad."
"Just a little off his rocker."
"But he really is a fantastic professor."
"Probably the best."
"Lets us get away with almost anything."
"Even blew up a toilet."
"And all he did was repair it and send us on our way."
"McGonagall on the other hand."
"Strict old bat."
"But one hell of a teacher."
"George! Language!" stated Molly interrupting,
"Sorry Mum, anyway, once you get past the troll at the beginning of term, you lot will be fine"
Harry and Ron looked George with shocked looks on their faces, thinking about the possibility of having to face down a fully-grown troll in order to enter the school they desperately wanted to be part of. At this point, Percy decided to speak up and reassure the two boys.
"Don't listen to these two, all that happens is you get sorted into houses by the sorting hats, no you have to face the troll in order to pass the first year, that's all."
Fred and George gave their elder brother a look of shock at his quite clear lie to scare the two boys,
"Perce mate, we didn't know you had it in you to be a joker." Fred stated, grinning at his elder brother.
"Yeah Perce, since when did you become such a laugh, that's our job normally." George repeated.
Percy merely gave his twin younger brothers a smile and continued on eating his meal. Meanwhile, across the table, Rose and Ginny sat huddled into each-other speaking in low whispers so that no one else could hear them.
"You really think he fancies me?"
Rose gave Ginny an exasperated look before placing her hand on her shoulder and speaking.
"Ginny, twice today I've had to tell Harry to quit staring at you in fear of being beaten by your brothers, I think my dear elder brother does indeed fancy you." Rose thought twice about mentioning what Harry and her had discussed the day they had met the Weasleys for the first time.
Ginny broke out into a huge grin as her face began to become the same shade of her hair. The young Weasley girl merely giggled as she looked over at the raven-haired boy she fancied too. Tristan certainly was handsome, much more handsome then before. 'Not Tristan, Harry.' She indeed was sharing the same feelings that Harry had discussed with Rose. Although it worried her somewhat to be feeling what could only be described as love for a boy she had only just met, the fact that it was the Harry Potter, the boy whose stories she grew up with, did send jitters down her spine. At least, she thought it was her childhood memories, and not the dreams of late that featured Harry more often than not. Unfortunately for her, her nerves were getting in her way, and having the courage to do something about this crush seemed to be proving quite difficult, hence her current conversation with Rose.
"What do you think I should do then? There's no way I'm going up there and just blurting out that I fancy him!"
Rose giggled at her friend's shyness and merely placed her hand on Ginny's and gave it a light squeeze. The girl really was Rose's best friend now.
"No, you're right and in all honestly we're all a bit too young to be thinking about relationships, I mean, we've barely stopped making mud pies, going from that to snogging is quite a change."
Ginny blushed deeper as she nodded her understanding. Although she quite felt like snogging Harry would be a lot of fun.
"So maybe wait a few years, or wait until he picks up his own courage to actually ask you out."
"But what if he moves on! What if he doesn't like me next year or the year after!" Ginny started to panic as her childhood crush furthered and furthered away from becoming reality.
"Don't be silly Ginny, if he's noticing you now, I doubt he's not going to notice you even more once you start to grow up. In fact, I venture to say he won't be able to take his eyes off you."
Ginny looked relieved at this thought, and physically relaxed herself from the stress she was giving herself. The two continued on with the conversation, as did the boys and the adults, until about 40 minutes later, when everyone was done and full. Paying the bill and departing by floo to the Burrow, the group thought back on the day and deemed it a very productive afternoon. Molly convinced Juni to stay for dinner and to invite Alex over to join them. Juni quickly agreed and returned with her husband just before dinner preparations had commenced. Setting up outside, the three families enjoyed themselves as they chatted amongst themselves. Everyone enjoyed themselves as they sat around and chatted amongst themselves, or went off and played games in the case of the children. The night ended up being concluded by an impressive display of fireworks by the twins that set Mrs Weasley off until she finally succumbed to the agreement that the twins had done an impressive job. The group finally fell victim to tiredness and decided to call it a night. Arriving back at home from their long day out, Rose and Harry made their way to their room and flopped down on the bed, scattering their shopping around the room to be taken care of later.
"So, Harry, are you going to miss me when you go off to Hogwarts?" Rose's throat tightened up a little as she asked the question. Try not to forget me.
Harry chuckled at his sister's question, knowing full well she knew that he'd miss her, badly. "Am I going to miss you? Of course not, I'll be too busy becoming a wizard and having fun to remember my little kid sister."
Rose sat up and pouted at her big brother, punching him lightly on the arm. They could joke about these things now. "You're a git, you are so going to miss me."
"Of course, I'm going to miss you, we've been together for every single day of our lives, this is the first time we'll be away from each other." Harry's voice wobbled a bit with emotion.
He reached up and brushed Rose's tears away as they started to fall from her eyes. "Don't cry Rose, it'll only be for a year, then you'll be there with me and begging to get away from me."
Rose let out a little giggle as she thought about trying to get away from an overprotective big brother. "And besides, you'll be here with Grandma and Grandpa, and Ginny, I'm sure you two will keep each other busy."
"I bet you'll miss Ginny too won't you, lover boy." Rose's sobs had turned to sniffles as she came back under control.
Harry's face began to redden as he failed to form any words from his embarrassment. "I-I don't know what you're talking about, and besides, it's not like it'll be long, I'll be home for Christmas with Ron and his brothers."
Rose perked up with the idea of Harry being there for Christmas, maybe their first proper Christmas ever, with real presents rather than the penny's and socks they would normally get, if they were lucky. "Speaking of Christmas and presents, what do you want for your birthday Harry, it is next week after all."
Harry gave his sisters question a bit of thought before replying. "Just get me whatever you want to get me, nothing too expensive. You know anything from you will be special to me."
Rose grinned at Harry as cruel ideas started to form in her mind. "Alright, so I'll get you a dress and some knickers, shall I? I'm sure I can find something that will bring out your eyes."
Harry's eyes widened in fear at the thought of being bought girls clothes, let alone being presented them in front of other people, including his crush. "Don't you dare, otherwise I'll get you mint chocolate for your birthday!"
Rose dry heaved at the thought of mint chocolate, her absolute least favourite food. "Oh, lordy I think I might be sick, that would be too cruel Harry."
"That's the point, isn't it?" Harry laughed as his sister shot him a murderous look his way before rolling over and begin to ignore him, "What do you want for your birthday anyway sis."
Perking up at hearing talk of her own birthday, Rose rolled back over to face her brother. "Maybe a pony?"
"Nice try Rose." Harry snorted.
"Just get me whatever Harry, sweets, a book, dresses, maybe even knickknacks, I don't mind, as long as it's from you."
"Then it's agreed, we'll get each other whatever we think the other will like, and they'll just have to put up with it."
"Sounds like a plan big bro."
Harry gave Rose a smile and stroked her hair. "Right you, I think its bed time, I don't know about you but I'm exhausted."
Rose tried to argue, but as she did a large yawn escaped her mouth, even as she tried to cover it with both her hands.
"Exactly, and I think you're exhausted too."
"Oh alright, night Harry, I love you."
Harry gave his sister a kiss on her forehead before rolling over onto his back. "Love you too Rose, sleep tight, don't let the bed bugs bite."
Rose smiled at her brother's foolish remark. Shutting her eyes, Rose succumbed to slumber, letting the days happy thoughts and memories come flooding through as she drifted off to Neverland.
The plan was set, a few days from now the boy would be on the path Fate had created for him. His destiny awaited. Hundreds of generations in the making, this boy would be the one to finally succeed. Him would be no more. Fate was pleased.