Chapter 2


Rose was exhausted when she left work on Black Friday, she felt every muscle was just going to fall apart, and everything screamed for rest. The pie in the fridge was something she was looking forward to, a sweet reminder she had someone looking out for her in this strange new world. She closed the door and sank to the floor, just sitting leaning against door, mail in one hand and her keys in the other. Her jacket and backpack were still on, her nice work shoes where kicked off. She looked around her apartment, thinking of what to do. She had the radio on softly in the background from a flick of her wrist to turn it on. Music filled the room as she had the volume turn up slowly, then she got up and moved to her closet and changed into sweatpants and a t-shirt. She opened a couple cabinets and looked at what she had in the pantry.

Music played loud now as a new song came over the radio, tonight was Country Music, and as the tune filled the room she found herself dancing around the apartment like she used to when she was little. She had taken dance classes until she went to Hogwarts, so she easily found the beat as she quickly started to dance around the room. Her imagination allowed her imagine herself back at the Burrow with her family, when they were all dancing around at a party.

The music came to an end and she looked around for where her companions had gone, to find them in the same place before her song. She let off a huff of annoyance at her imagination allowing her to believe she had company. But as she looked at the picture on the shelf she decided to try something. She found a pad of paper and pen and started jotting down a bunch of things. She had the picture in front of her as she spoke, "Okay, so I got here when I apparated and was hexed at the same time. I know the hex, because of what it was. It was the stinging jinx. So, If I could recreate it somehow, It should get me home. See?" She showed her diagram to the picture. "Now the trick is, I have to find someone who can use the stinging jinx and hex me as I apparate."

She sat at the table for a moment before she ripped the page off the pad and crumpled it up and threw it towards the waste bin. "It would never work. I don't have anyone who is magical in this world other than myself. I need to get up and get out for the day. I'll see you bunch later." She said putting the picture back on its shelf as she grabbed her bag and keys and left, making sure to lock the door behind her.


Steve was at a meeting where he really didn't feel like being. His mind was somewhere else and hadn't noticed when Fury snapped, "Rogers are you listening to me?"

"Sorry sir, I zoned out." Steve said and Tony snickered, as Fury groaned.

"Fine. As I was saying, have someone who we believe is dangerous. She's in New York City, and is putting off the same kind of thing that Loki did with the Tesseract. We believe she has a form of power similar to the Tesseract, and we know it can cause damage-" Fury stopped and looked at Tony who had his hand raised like a kid in school, "Yes Stark?"

"How can we stop her if we don't know what she looks like?" Tony said quickly.

"If you wouldn't have interrupted I would have gotten to that." Fury growled before continuing, "If angered we aren't sure what happens, and once in her home we can't see her, can't hear her, nothing. Almost like she has disappeared. This is our Target. Her name is Rose Weasley, Twenty years old, and highly dangerous." Steve's heart sank as he saw her picture on the large screen. "We believe she carries the source of power in her bag. That is the only thing we need. We know she appeared out of nowhere a few weeks back, and according to our scans it was similar to Loki opening that portal for his army."

"So how do we get the bag if she always has it?" Tony asked.

"Any means necessary, and bring her in if you can. She may be able to teach us about this source." Fury replied.

Steve's heart sank lower as he heard Fury's words. Once the meeting was adjourned he knew he had to find a way to protect Rose... maybe lead them on a goose chase. His mind kicked into overdrive as he tried to thing of ways to keep Barton and Romanov off her trail. He had to warn her, but already saw Barton and Romanov dressed in their assassins outfits and leaving into the city. He got himself dressed as Captain America and took off. They had been told the building she was assumed to be living at, and knew Barton and Romanov would head there first, Steve hoped she was still at work and he had time to warn her.


Rose was walking down a street when she felt eyes on her. She didn't turn to see but kept moving, her wand in her jacket pocket and her hand clutched it tightly. She moved between the people and then darted down an alley as fast as she could. She tried to think of something to get herself out of this. She was a Ravenclaw, smartest of her year, she should be able to get out of this, right? Her mind brought her back to a simple memory of playing a game of Death Eaters and Aurors with her cousins, Longbottoms, Scamanders, and Malfoy. How they only allowed the bat boogie hex, and other simple hexes that wouldn't cause too much harm. She wished she had a partner in crime now to help her out as she tried to figure out what to do.

The footsteps were closing in, and it snapped her out of her memory. "Oppugno Avis!" She cried out pointing her wand at the person chasing her, a flock of small yellow birds darted from her wand to her attacker, she continued running and didn't look back until she came to a dead end. Her mind was trying every possible outcome that she would think of in the seconds that passed. Then she opened her bag, "Accio Broom." She muttered and her broomstick that was always in her bag came rushing out. She quickly mounted and took off into the sky, she hid in the clouds, and decided to apparate into her apartment, which was a success. She packed everything she could into her bag, she was thankful her mother had helped her with the undetectable extension charm that was now helping greatly. She went to the window with the fire escape and climbed to the room, her broom in hand. It was an old Nimbus 2000, nowhere near as good as the newer better versions, but was still fast and still one she knew she could use.

She mounted her broom and took off, seeing the Archer aim an arrow and shoot. She urged the broom to speed up and barely escaped the arrow, she saw a blast of light whiz past her and looked to see the Metal Man darting towards her. Another arrow landed in the broomstick. She shot hexes at the Metal Man who was getting ever so close. The clouds turned darker and darker and thunder and lightning crackled in the sky. Fear tore through her, another blast of light, and Lightning just missed her. She screamed and dove down back towards the city, an arrow landed in her calf and she screamed in pain as she almost toppled off of her broom. She had to get out, she had to. She went back into the sky and used the clouds as coverage. She finally hit Metal Man with simple stinging jynx, causing him to fall and the man in armor to go flying past her after him. She took that as her cue to fly far far away. And she did. She only stopped once a good amount of time away from the city and nothing but mountains and trees were around for as far as she could see. She landed, more like crash landed and laid on her back in pain.

She sat up, took her bag off and looked through it for her antiseptic and then her Essence of Dittany. She pulled both from her bag and looked at her leg. One hand gripped her leg and the other barely touched the arrow before tear stung her eyes and she bit her lip, trying not to scream from the pain. She knew she would have to pull it out so it could heal but she wasn't sure what to do. So she took her wand and casted a spell over the arrow, then counted, "One, two, three." With that she waved her wand the arrow came flying out of her calf and landed in the dirt next to her. She quickly put antiseptic on, and screamed at the burning sensation before using the drops of Essence of Dittany to heal the wound. She closed the bottle and put both into her bag and then just laid on her back for a few minutes, closing her eyes.

She laid there listening to the birds and after the birds went to sleep and the sun started to set she listened to the crickets. She let her mind drift back to home, back to the Burrow, her family, and her friends. She wanted to get home to them, more than anything she wanted to get home to them. Part of her knew it would be near impossible to get home, she had already tried everything and there wasn't another person that held magic even similar to her own here. She sat up and whispered, "Lumos." Her wand lit up and picked the arrow up and looked at it. Nothing significant except it was all black, and nothing was made from wood or bird feathers, it was all man made. It was heavy but didn't feel like wood and the black feathers she knew didn't feel like bird feathers, so they were most likely some type of man made plastic. She tucked it into her bag, and pulled her quilt out and curled up and fell asleep on the forest floor.