"What did you mean..." Remus began, a little hesitant. "Earlier, when you said you had something in mind..."
Rose looked over at the man, though first took a long sip of the tea Molly had offered her.
"I'm aware of your furry little problem Remus."
Remus stiffened, holding his breath.
"I grew up with someone who had the same problem. And his family worked very hard to create a solution."
Sirius leaned forward.
"Are you saying..." Remus stared at her in shock. "Are you saying you can help me?"
Rose smiled, waving her hand to summon her bag. She rifled around in it for a moment before pulling out a small vile. Without hesitation she tossed it in the air to Remus. The man fumbled with it, nearly dropping it.
"Drink the whole thing," She stated, "It will work similar to Wolfsbane but better. That will allow you to keep your mind while in the other form, it will lessen the pain of the transformation, and it will last for an entire year."
Sirius looked down at the small potion in his friend's hand then looked up at the woman.
"How can we trust this?" He couldn't help his concern, the contents of that vile could be anything. "Surely we'd have heard about a new potion for werewolves."
Sirius took in the reactions of both Molly and Aurthur, though neither seemed surprised to learn of Remus' ailment.
Rose took another sip of her tea, as if debating how to answer the man's question.
Remus however did not wait another moment. With a single motion he uncorked the vile and dumped it down his throat. Sirius jumped up in concern, Molly dashed over to his side in an instant. The werewolf coughed violently, hissing and grimacing at the taste of the potion.
Molly quickly switched out his tea for water. He drank it quickly, prompting her to refill the cup four more times. Eventually the man was well, though he'd shocked the room with his display.
"Seriously Remus!" Sirius whisper yelled at his friend. "What is wrong with you! You have no clue what was in that vile!"
The werewolf chuckled at his friend's words, earning himself a harsh glare.
"Since when are you the responsible one?" He joked.
Sirius ran a hand down his face, the stress of the last few minutes weighed him down.
"I just..." the scar ridden man hesitated. "I just wanted to believe it was possible."
Sirius looked down at his friend, noting the constant worry he carried seemed a little lighter. Remus had always worried about hurting someone while in the wolf form. He never wanted to cause someone else to experience the pain he did.
The man clapped his friend on the shoulder understandingly.
"Fine..." Sirius sighed, eventually plopping back down on the couch next to his friend.
He looked up to see the slightly shocked, but more amused face of Rose.
"I wasn't expecting you to down it like that..." She began, shaking her head slightly. "I suppose you are part of the Marauders for good reason."
Both men stilled at her words, sharing a look with each other.
"How do you know about us?" Remus began.
"Yeah, you know things that frankly you shouldn't. And again, that potion should at least have been mentioned. If it's half as good as you're saying it is then surely it would have made the news."
Rose leaned back into her chair, looking at the two men with an almost proud smirk.
"You catch on quick." She hummed, "The answer is frankly simple, but also incredibly complicated."
Sirius narrowed his eyes at the woman, waiting for her to continue.
"I'll start with this though. My name is Rose Granger Weasley, and I was born May 18, 2005."
What followed was a long and in depth description of the future Rose came from. Sirius simply sat there listening to this woman. She told him of the life of her uncle, Harry Potter. Yes, the very same one who was sleeping upstairs. She spoke of her mother and Father, again Ron who was sleeping upstairs.
The things she knew, the stories she told were all things far too complex to be woven up by a mad woman. She spoke of their deaths, the horcruxes, Regulus, Doumbledore, Tom Riddle.
Rose told them how the war ended, how many people died.
Molly and Aurthur held hands tightly through her entire story, each seeking comfort from the other.
What he hadn't been expecting was the fact that she hadn't come back on purpose. She wasn't sure how, but sole mate magic apparently had something to do with it.
After hours of stories Sirius's mind felt numb. He couldn't fathom what to do with all this information. The life he would have lived if she hadn't been brought here, and worse the life Harry had lived in her time.
He couldn't stand the idea of his godson living that life, even if they won the war.
"And that's why I need your help." Her words brought him back from his inner thoughts.
"I'm here in this time, and I can't stand by and watch things play out like that." The woman folded her arms across her chest and frowned deeply. "I refuse to stand by while people needlessly suffer."
"What can we do?" It was Sirius who spoke up first.
Rosie smiled at his words, leaning forward in her seat.
"We're going to take care of everything before the second war even starts."
"But won't that erase you?" Remus questioned, earning two very concerned expressions from the Weasley's. They didn't like the idea of losing their granddaughter.
Rose laughed right out loud, shaking her head.
"Oh goodness no," She began. "When I was brought here, I was essentially born again because of my magic. I can't be erased or anything like that."
Remus looked confused but Rose cut him off again.
"Look, I'm from the year 2041. Our understanding of time is much better by then, I assure you. And as much as I would love to explain the basics of Time Travel, we can do that after we take care of things."
Her words both silenced Remus and comforted the two Weasley's.
"What if we change too much?" Sirius asked, pulling the woman's attention.
"What do you mean?" she tilted her head slightly.
"Like, what if your mum and dad never get together?"
Rose's eyes did widen at the thought, she silently considered his words for a moment.
"Honestly," She began. "That's a really likely scenario."
The other people in the room stared at her.
"My mum and dad mostly got together because they were friends with Harry. They won't have the same relationship, and honestly I'm not sure that's a bad thing..."
She paused again, trying to collect the words to help them understand.
"It's like... The likelihood of Remus marrying the same woman as he did in my timeline is incredibly low..." She paused, turning to the man. "Unless you have a thing for a 13 year old?"
Remus looked aghast at her words, his mouth falling open in shock.
"She's 13!" Sirius cried, only to burst in laughter when Rose nodded. "Dang Remus, that's terrible. You absolute cradle robber."
Remus blushed at his friend's words, slugging him in the arm.
"I most certainly do not."
Rosie laughed at the horror Remus wore.
"Actually, I believe she used to claim she robbed the old folks home."
It was then that Sirius again burst into laughter, it echoed off the silencing spell Molly had thrown up earlier during Rose's history lesson.
Remus pressed his lips into a tight line, turning to glare at Sirius.
"You're older than me." Remus stated simply, causing Sirius to choke on his own tongue.
This caused all three Weasley's to laugh, noting the smirk Remus now triumphantly wore.
"I am not old!" The man claimed indignantly. "I'm a timeless piece of art I'll have you know."
Remus simply shook his head, not bothering to argue.
"Well, you're all ancient to me so..." Rose dropped the bomb on the entire room, watching them take her words in various ways.
Eventually they understood that she didn't mind if her parents ended up with other people, she in fact expected it and was looking forward to seeing who they ended up with.
It was that comment that reminded Sirius that she said her time travel had something to do with a soul mate.
"So who's your soulmate then?" He piped up, wiggling his eyebrows suggestively.
Rosie blushed, biting her bottom lip instead of responding.
Arthur Weasley sat up taller in his chair, almost glaring at Sirius for bringing the topic up.
"She's far too young to be thinking about that sort of thing." He stated, earring a skeptical look from his wife.
"I'm almost 37 Grandpa. Please remember, the trip back here has made me look much younger." Rose raised an eyebrow as she spoke, having not expected the man's reaction.
Arthur huffed to himself, shaking his head and muttering under his breath. Molly simply smiled, turning to her granddaughter.
"We'll try and remember dear, but we just can't help it sometimes." Molly sent a knowing look. "That said, we'd like to meet your soul mate. Oh, that's enough Arthur, he's going to be family!"
She softly scolded her husband, not seeing the loving look her granddaughter was sending them.
"Alastor..." She let the word hand in the air, instantly silencing the room.
"My soulmate is Alastor Moody."
And that's it,
I wrote this all over the course of a day and a half.
I still have a few things I wanted to write in this little mini story, but the story is for the most part done.
Eventually She's going to ask Sirius to claim his Lordship properly. He'll offer Narcissa a place to go, reminding her that she'd still a member of the Black household.
She'll take the leap, and bring Draco.
Sirius and Draco will get to be good friends over time. Eventually Sirius offers Draco the position of Next head of the Black family. Draco excepts.
(Tonks didn't want anything to do with that)
Yes, Sirius continues to tease Remus about that FOREVER!
Rose calls Nymphadora, just Dora.
"Because she's A-dora-ble."
The young girl has mixed feelings about it.
Eventually, Rose will kill all the Death Eaters.
She'll craft a spell, one that speads from person to person. When it finds someone with the dark mark, it will activate. It starts consuming the dark magic, a dark red rose slowly growing across the dark mark.
If the person was forced or has turned away from the life of evil, it only destroys the dark magic and removes the dark mark. If they haven't changed, they slowly die.
It's reported as the Briar Rose Curse, because the bodies of the dead are consumed leaving only a bed of magical red roses where the body lays.
O.O yeah... it's a bit much
But the spell started out a s just a way for her to remove the Horcruxe time Harry's head without killing him.
It takes Rosie years to convince Alastor to properly date her. Though, when she first met him she won a duel. That's the moment his heart was moved by her.
She call's him 'Ally' (spoken like AL-EE)
"Because, you're my truest Ally." (AL-LIE)
Yeah, it melts his heart.
Anyway, I think that's all.
:3 Laters.