Author Notes: This is last chapter for the first 'book' and the second one will be on the same story. . As well as, probably the third...
Comments apperciated and HP characters not mine.
Later in the basement-
Quirrell and Lynn woke up on opposite sides of a pentagram drawn in chalk on the floor, Rose stood calmly in the middle. "Nice of you to join me."
"Rose..." Lynn said, tears welling up.
"Rose! Please." Quirrell said, "You don't have to do this."
"If you two wouldn't mind shutting up and not moving, I really need to concentrate. This is the room my parents used, I remember some of the spell, so shut up, okay?" Rose started to use more chalk to draw some symbols on the ground, "I don't know what you two are complaining about, you get rid of a demon and get to live happily ever fucking after."
"But what about Tom. What about you!" Quirrell yelled back.
"What about me?" Rose didn't look away from her work, "No one ever asked about my feelings before, hmm, let me think about that. It sucks, I lost everything and everyone that meant anything to me, and for what? For Lynn, all for her, I have been in this stupid house for years, alone, so I really don't care. I'll be dead in a few weeks anyway. And Tom? Who cares about him? He's nothing now, just an idiot who got in the way." Rose broke the chalk she was using, and hastily grabbed another one. "I don't feel anything anymore, I just want quiet."
"Rose..." Quirrell murmured.
"Actually, if you think about it, his hissy-fit couldn't have come at a more opportune time. With him out of the way, I don't have to work harder to use you. You'll be fine afterwards, a little drained and whoozy, but that's all, so stop whining." Rose stood up, "There, all done. Oh, and just in case you get any ideas," She flicked her wand and a barrier went up around Quirrell and Lynn. "I need you to stay there."
Lynn whimpered, biting her lip as she looked from Rose to Quirrell to Rose once more.
Rose began to speak in a low, inaudible voice, the room got dead quiet, then a tendril of smoke uncurled in front of her. It started to take shape, it turned and changed into a tall young man.
"Hello, Rose." It spoke almost in a hiss.
Lynn grew very uncomfortable backing as far as she could in the barrier away from the demon. She looked as though she was going to cry again, and Quirrell could only stare in horror at the demon.
Rose sighed calmly, "Taking his form doesn't frighten me. Why don't you just try a monster or fiery pillar or something."
"Heh heh heh, I can see through your lies, unlike these two, this form frightens you the most." Then scenes of Octavian's last days flashed about the basement like sparks of light, there for just long enough to see him screaming and writhing on the floor in agony.
"That's enough." Rose faltered for a moment. "I've come to finish what we started. And take back what you stole."
The demon blinked, then it chuckled, "Give back what I 'stole', you say? But those were gifts! And I want to keep them."
Rose looked at the two trapped in the barriers, "I'm not going to back down, not this time. You will give them back, or I will banish you to Hell."
The demon doubled over with laughter, "So, that's why you let me live this long? You thought you could bribe me with two measly souls? That's rich, honestly I thought you were smarter than that."
"No, I learned my lesson, bribing doesn''t work with you. So, I decided on a way to get what I want." Rose stepped forward, wand raised. She turned to Quirrell.
Quirrell locked his sad eyes with her before turning his head away, and looked over where Lynn was weeping.
Rose turned her wand on herself, "With the witnesses of these two, I give up my soul, in exchange for all that you stole from me."
The demon backed away, but it was too late, ropes of light came up from the ground and entangled it, "You-You can't do this! You'll die and then what?"
"Yeah, maybe, but I'll feel a Helluva lot better about myself." Rose closed her eyes and the light wrapped around her.
The demon shrieked as balls of pure white light shot out of it's mouth, there was a couple, a man and woman, and a young man holding a child. They stood there, watching what happened before disappearing forever. There was nothing but Rose standing in the pentagram, the barriers that held Lynn and Quirrell dissolved. Rose glowed softly standing there staring at them.
"ROSE!" screamed Lynn rushing to her friend.
"Lynn." Quirrell called hesitant to go after her as she came closer to Rose. He studied the younger, glowing girl. "Why?"
"Why? Oh, quite a few reasons I suppose. I knew I couldn't ask you to give up what I myself wasn't willing to give up. But, I needed witnesses, or it wouldn't work like it did." Rose stretched and sighed. "Tom's out in the garden, hiding. He doesn't know where he is so, he couldn't really disapparate. You should probably go get him, he's missed a lot."
Quirrell nodded before rushing up the stairs to retrieve Voldemort.
Lynn hovered next to the glowing Rose. "Are you dead?" she asked, reaching out but stopping before she touched Rose's glowing form.
"Not quite, I'm still here, but then I'm not. The others were in a similar state, I don't quite know what will happen next, will I get my body back or will I move on? Who knows?" Rose shrugged and looked around. "To be honest, for once, I feel fine."
Lynn smiled slightly. "That is always a plus. And the demon. Is he really gone?" "Yep, gone the way of the dodo. Ah, I hear the boys." Rose turned to the stairs. Quirrell came bounding in with Voldemort in tow.
"They have a basement?" Voldemort stared around, then his eyes fell on Rose. He stood in stunned silence for a moment "Okay, so now what Quirrell was babbling about makes sense..."
"Hiya, Tom." Rose watched him.
Voldemort slowly came to stand in front of her, he reached out a hand and it went through Rose's face.
"Don't do that." Rose was not amused.
"I-I don't understand. When did you become a Horcrux?"
"Well, not really a Horcrux, not yet."
"Oh, okay...So, how do you want to do this?" Voldemort leaned back.
"The old fashioned way comes to mind."
"Okay," Voldemort took a deep breath.
"Question!" Lynn shouted, flailing her arm. Quirrell turned and looked over at her.
"Yes?" Voldemort looked over his shoulder at her.
"You are making her into a Horcrux?" Lynn asked.
"No, she's making me into a Horcrux." Voldemort blinked patiently.
"Ooo." Lynn said. nodding her head vigorously. "That makes sense."
Quirrell wrapped his arms around Lynn. "It's not going to be like how you and I were, is it?"
"No, I think I've got the hang of this. Besides, her soul is still essentially in one piece. Now, are their anymore questions?" Voldemort crossed his arms in exasperation.
"No," Quirrell said, covering Lynn's mouth before she could then think it be the time for asking tons of questions. Just to be on the safe side of course.
"Alright then." Voldemort took a deep breath and held out his hands, Rose slid hers into them. Voldemort started the incantation, there was another flash of light and Rose was there, not glowing and solid flesh, kneeling on the ground in Voldemort's arms. "Well, that wasn't so bad..."
Rose lifted her head and blinked sleepily at them all. "Hm, that was an interesting experience." She started to stand up but stopped herself, her eyes wide, "Tom?"
"Hm?" Voldemort had his face buried in Rose's hair.
"Um, I think you made an oops."
"A what?" Voldemort pulled back, his nose crinkled in confusion.
"I think you transferred more than just my soul," Rose sat back, revealing her bulging stomach.
"Holy shit, I swear it isn't mine!" Voldemort stood up quickly, accidentally knocking Rose off his lap.
"Voldemort, careful!" Quirrell said grasping Rose and helping her up off the ground.
"Yeah, she's got a baby in her tummy." said Lynn, nodding her head furiously. Then she looked over at Quirrell. "Can we makes baby?"
Quirrell dropped Rose and blushed so furiously, his whole face made him look like a Weasely.
"Ouch! Quirinius, watch it!" Rose rubbed her backside.
Voldemort still in a stunned silence, stood in a stupor in the midst of all this. "How did this happen?" he whispered.
"Looks like we're havin' a baby, Tom." Rose slowly stood up.
Voldemort blinked, "Okay, but, uh shouldn't we get married or something?"
"If you're asking, then sure, why the Hell not?" Rose pulled him in for a long-overdue make-out fest.
"Ewww, get a room." Lynn murmured, hiding her face in Quirrell's chest.
"Later." Rose muttered around Voldemort's lips.
"Didn't need to know," Quirrell murmured pulling Lynn into a tight hug. He lifted her up off the ground with her squealing and giggling. He leaned in capturing her lips.