The Hidden One

nightmares

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Kreacher dropped Rose off in what looked like a kitchen. The walls were dark and some paint was peeling off. There were spiderwebs on multiple appliances around the room. Kreacher quickly walked away, leaving Rose alone. However, hurried footsteps announced the arrival of multiple people.

"Rosie?"

Rose let out a gasp and tried to find where the voice was coming from.

"Dad?" Rose yelled. The door to the kitchen flew open and Sirius, Marlene and Remus flew into the kitchen. Rose was immediately wrapped in a large hug. Her body was aching and the hug wasn't helping, but she didn't pull away from the hug. Instead, she grabbed onto her father's waist tighter and sobbed into his chest.

"Oh, Merlin!" Rose heard Mrs. Weasley gasp and then water started running.

"Rosie, what did they do to you?" Sirius cried. He grabbed Rose's face and moved it around. His fingers went up to examine the large cut on her forehead but she flinched away before he could.

"Your hair is short," Remus noted. Rose sent him a small smile and ran her hand over her curly hair. Marlene noticed that Rose's hand was shaking so she grabbed it.

"It looks nice," Marlene smiled.

"I hate to break up the family reunion, but we need to make sure that Rose is ok. And someone needs to send a patronus to Dumbledore," Mrs. Weasley said as she walked over, a wet rag in her hand.

"Of course. I'll go send the patronus and wait for him," Remus said. He stepped into a nearby room as Mrs. Weasley guided Rose to a chair. Sirius and Marlene sat in the chairs next to her.

"Where is this?" Rose asked, looking around with a look of disgust on her face.

"This is Grimmauld Place. My lovely childhood home," Sirius said with a grimace.

"Wait, is this where I lived as a child?" Rose asked. Sirius and Marlene both laughed.

"Of course not! My parents were still alive back then and they would've never let us live here. And they didn't know you existed, so there was that aspect too," Sirius said. Rose reached out and squeezed his hand when Mrs. Weasley pressed down on a cut a little too hard.

"No, we bought a house," Marlene continued. "It's a much smaller and nicer house, but Dumbledore thought that this would be safer for the Order."

"The Order? That's back?" Rose questioned. The three adults shared a look before nodding. Mrs. Weasley continued to clean Rose's forehead and the various other cuts she had acquired. Marlene covered a sob with her hand.

"Well...who all is here?" Rose further inquired.

"Well, we're all here other than Charlie. And the other Order members pop in every now and then," Mrs. Weasley explained.