Okay I know it is a really long chapter but I couldn't help it and didn't have the heart to stop it where I should have. Also I'm posting Two Today and Two on Monday for as a Christmas gift to my loyal Readers. So Merry Early Christmas(Because I won't be posting next Friday)!
Chapter 12
Rose sat quietly in her room, it was three weeks since she had seen the Avengers, she locked the door and moved her dresser in front of the door. She wanted to be alone. Her room held the few things she had from the beginning and the things Steve had given her while she stayed at the Tower. Her fingers found the ring Tom had given her for where it sat on her left hand, she knew it meant she was taken... she was his. It was simple with a green emerald on a silver band that looked like a snake. Her room was decked out in greens and grays but she had charmed it to appear Blue and Bronze with hints of red in certain spots, just for her eyes and no one else's.
She had a small window in this room, and her bag was always packed because they were always moving once Loki found them. She often casted her Patronus to send Steve a message that she was okay. She looked at her wand this time and smiled as she looked a the small thin plastic in her other hand. She sent the patronus, she knew it always made it to him. But she also knew he couldn't always respond to her. It was rare she got anything from him and when she did it was briefly and through Loki's mirror he had given her. She had told them of the old Mirror System, Loki had created one, a fragile one. It worked from their side, not her's so she had to wait for them to have the mirror.
She waited before she looked at the small mirror with a sapphire blue handle as it shimmered to life and Steve's smiling face appeared. His words filled her ears but she couldn't hear him. She broke down crying. Two pink lines were on the small plastic as she held it up and shook her head at him confirming she wasn't sure who the father was. She could hear the panic in her friends' voices and she could hear Steve trying to console her through the mirror. But they both knew it would be difficult to hide it from Tom. He would eventually find out, and what he did with the information she had no idea. Tom had forced himself upon her a week after her return from the Tower and after their vows were exchanged and she became his "Queen". Only asking every once in a while for her, and she would have to obey him stated by their unbreakable vow.
The mirror shimmered before everything fell silent in the room around her. Silence is what she feared now. She felt as if the room was small and she was all alone. Tears streamed down her face as she tried to comfort herself. The windows wouldn't open and he room felt stuffy, and she felt trapped. She looked out the window to see the blue skies and beautiful clouds through her tears.
Steve stood there once Rose's face shimmered away. His heart shattered, he looked at Loki, who also had sad eyes. Steve looked around and could tell the others felt sorry, but none would say anything. He turned and left the penthouse, he entered his floor and just stood there, almost in a daze like he had when he saw the world for the first time since he was unfrozen. The Man Out of Time really didn't know what to say. He had tried to comfort Rose in front of the others. But he knew as well as everyone else that once the man who had her figured it out all hope would be lost. Steve, for once, didn't know what to do. He just sunk to the floor staring at the floor as he wasn't sure what else to do. What are you supposed to do when the woman you love was forced to marry someone to save you and everyone she loves? What do you do when the woman you love, who was forced to marry a man she hates, tells you the child she is carrying could be yours or his? What do you do when every chance you have to save her, they are gone before you even get there to save her?
Steve had no idea. Now the woman he loved was going to have a child and he wasn't sure how he could save them both from the man that her in the first place.
Rose tried to hold back the nauseous feeling at dinner that night, she barely made it back to her room before throwing up over her elegant green gown Tom had insisted she wear. She cleaned herself up, got her nose to stop bleeding as she headed back out through the halls of the large home. She stopped when she heard Tom's voice from inside a room, clearly not expecting her to be out an about after dinner. He must have some of his men in there because they were in hushed whispered when Tom spat out, "I don't care how you do it. But we take over New York first. Then we move to City to City. Once we have control over the World, then you will receive your rewards."
Rose moved as silently and as quickly as she could back to her room, locking herself inside, and pulling her wand and sending a Patronus. To Steve and the other Avengers. Hoping it would be enough time to prepare whomever they were getting together to fight off Tom and his army of Mutants and Magic Users.
"ROSE!" She heard the pounding on the door and tucked her wand into her dresser, having already destroyed the pregnancy test, and hidden her mirror earlier she only had to hide her wand. She barely managed before she stood before Tom. "What did you do?" He spat into her face, grabbing her arm fiercely and most likely bruising it.
"I don't know what you're talking about." She spat back.
Tom snarled in response, "You're a filthy mudblood of a witch just like your mother. What did you do!?"
Rose stiffened as she spat back ,"Leave my mother out of this."
"Your father was a Blood-Traitor just like the rest of you Weasleys." He snarled out.
"Leave them out of this!" She tried yanking her wrist away but his grip tightened around it.
"You're weak just like your filthy parents and Potter." Tom growled out and Rose's eyes widened as she realized who he was.
"No... you're supposed to be dead." She said trying to pull away to no avail, she tried to fight him off and managed out a stinging jinx causing him to toss her across the room.
His wand was in hand as he sneered, "Thanks to you, my dear, I have another Chance at Life... and you will be sorry for ever trying to hex me."
"Impossible, you've been dead for years." Rose said getting to her feet, glaring at him.
"All perfectly possible, you see souls never truly leave. The Killing Curse only destroys the body, forcing the soul to move on. When you left our beloved world you opened the door... So I along with my most loyal followers have followed you here, for a new chance."
"Kind of a crappy way to waste your new chance."
"Not all that bad, My Dear, you see you have given us the chance to take over this world. You have granted us all a chance to rule." Tom growled out, "Those who died at the Battle of Hogwarts now live again, and you, my dear, will be my queen when I rule." She shot a stunner and he deflected sending her flying into the wall behind her. "You dare to try and go against me!?" He shouted at her. "CRUCIO!"
She writhed on the ground where she laid, every ounce of her felt like it was on fire and being stabbed hundreds of times all at once. She begged and pleaded for him to stop through her screams. He lifted the curse and she laid there crippled for a moment from the pain before she lifted her hand as she shouted, "Levicorpus!" But he deflected it with ease and she was hung by her feet in the hair, her dress falling down around her head from gravity. Then she was plopped on the floor rather hard. "CRUCIO!" She spat out, but he only was flown into the wall behind him and he laughed at her.
He sneered at her as he got to his feet, "You think you are so strong?" She was flung from where she as getting to her feet into the wall with a flick of his wrist. "Pick up your wand, then. Let's have a duel." She scrambled to get her wand out of the dresser. "Now, Bow." He said, forcing her to bow at him and he bowed back. "CRUCIO!" He screeched.
"SECTUMSEMPRA!" She shouted at the same time. Rose flew backwards slamming into the wall mirrior behind her as he stood there. She struggled to get up her head pounding, ears ringing, the room was spinning, the broken glass shattered around her.
"CRUCIO!" She heard him shout and once again she was on the floor screaming in pain, shards of glass digging into her skin. After this time she she laid there in pain, wheezing and bloody. "Next time don't ever try to hex me." He spat out and left her there closing the door with a bang behind him. Rose felt hot tears prick her eyes as pain set in. She slowly got up, her head pounding and fuzzy. She tried to remember what she was doing as she slipped out of the green dress and put on her jeans and Ravenclaw stripped sweater. She crawled into bed, and slipped into sleep.
Rose sat up, clonking into the head of whoever's hand had touched her shoulder. She could barely make out the outline of the man, but knew it wasn't Tom. She wasn't sure who it was. But he was casting a spell on her bruised and bloodied back, and handed her a small cup, "Drink this." His voice sounded familiar, but from where she couldn't place it. When she didn't take a sip of what was in the cup he spoke again, "If I wanted to hurt you, I would have already done it by now." She knew he had a point and drank from the cup. It tasted strangely like Pumpkin flavored Bubble Juice, one of her favorites back in her world.
"Who are you?" She asked.
The man didn't respond but finished fixing her arm, as it now no longer was bleeding and her hands had stopped hurting. Once he was done he sat quietly for a moment, "An old friend, who has become your Guardian in this world."
"Can I know my Guardian's name?" She wanted him to talk more so she could place where she knew the voice from. It sounded as if he was tired, out of breath even. But it sounded like someone she once heard, but where she couldn't place. His voice was soothing, relaxing, and sounding like a father figure she really wanted right now.
"How about you call me Padfoot?" The man said, and Rose tilted her head at him. Padfoot was the nickname for Sirius Black, who had been dead longer than even Voldemort was dead for. But it couldn't be Padfoot right?
"Padfoot is the nickname for-" But she was cut off.
He looked over at her now, she still couldn't see his face but he spoke, "Padfoot was brave and loyal. He helped your Parents and Godfather. Sadly though, he is trapped now, and has taken up his responsibility to look after a feisty red headed young woman who loves getting herself int trouble." She heard the smile the man had now but then it faded and now as he spoke it was one of sadness. "We tried to stop you Rose. We tried to protect you from the door that you opened. There were dozens of us. We weren't afraid of you dying, we were afraid of what would become of you. You had so much more life to live, and now look where you are."
"What do you mean?"
"Molly and Scorpius were screaming for you, trying to get you to stay away from the Doorway. But nothing worked. More of us jumped in to try to pull you're soul away, but nothing worked. We were all sucked in. We were the last through the Doorway, Rose. Death plucked you from the darkness and set you in the hospital in this world. He gathered us, but missed the one. The one who helped Steve find you in the first place. Death sent almost all of us home. He gave four of us a choice." The man fell silent at this.
"What was the choice?" Rose asked, confused, but her head snapped to the candle as it was lit. She could now see the face of the man, and she could have sworn he had been dead for a long long time.
"He gave us a choice. Four of us, who never truly got to live. We had a choice. Go back to our world, and remain as Spirits watching over our loved ones or live once more and protect the one that we tried to save." He was young, much younger than his portrait, perhaps maybe in his early twenties. He had dark hair that would be down to his shoulder but it was slicked back. His eyes were grey and they watched her carefully now.
"Why?"
"We chose to protect you. You were alone at the time. We never showed ourselves. One of us made your cries of terror that night of the mugging louder in Steve's ears. Another bumped into you causing you to think it was okay to cross the street, which in turn had Steve pull you backwards to stop you from being run over. Loki has seen us, Rose. We never left your side. We've stayed by you every chance we had. It was only now that Death gave us the choice."
"Can you get me out of this?"
"We're trying. Be patient, we'll figure something out."
"I just want to go home... please." Rose felt the tears prick her face as they started to fall.
"Hey, don't cry." He said, reaching out and gently wiping the tears away. "Your father would have been proud of how strong you are. How brave you have been." He then gave her a small smile before adding, "Everything will be okay, I promise you that." Rose nodded and he said, "It's time for bed, I'll see you again soon." With that he blew out the candle and she watched the shadow move towards the door and exit with a soft click of the door.
