ROSE WEASLEY

✗ Slytherin House ✗ Sixteen ✗ Clary Fray  suffocating suffocating save me

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lilycluna:

Lily widened her eyes at the letter- how and why? She gulped as she started to write a letter in respone to her her cousin. Poor Rosie.

Dear Rosie,

 I miss you. A lot. I have been asking everyone for you- no answers given. Nothing’s the same without you. How did this happened?

 Promise me you’ll write me if you can? I want to make sure you’re alrigth every one in a while? 

Cause, gurl- you scared the hell out of me. Nobody ever tells me anything but this is absurd!

I hope you’re alrigth. I’m going to do my best and get you out of there- whatever this hell is. I won’t ever forget you. Okay? Okay.

Take care please,

Lily Luna.

When an opened letter was pressed into her palm by the floor maiden, she recognized her cousin’s writing at once.

Dear Lily,

I miss you too. All of you. Domonique has told me the same - no one is giving answers. I’m afraid I can’t either if I want to keep writing to you. This is the first time in 2 months I’ve spoken to anyone but Hugo.

One thing happened after another. They threatened to send me here after I nearly got suspended in May. Do you remember that? When Odessa and I apperated out of Hogsmeade and were caught in Knockturn Alley? It wasn’t just that of course, but it was the last straw, I’m sure.

I’m sure everyone’s summer has been deathly boring without me there to shake things up. But don’t worry. If I have it my way, I’ll be darkening your doorstep in no time. I’ll write to you whenever I’m allowed, I promise. 

Don’t forget me if my parents and the Ministry have their way. (I’ll be here for 5 more years if that’s the case.) Don’t let them edge me out of your lives. Regardless, things won’t be the same from now on. I probably will never step foot in Ron and Hermione Weasley’s  house ever again.

Tell me about your summer. Don’t let me depress you. I want to hear everything.

With love,

Rosie.

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familydutyhoncr:

When the letter arrived Dominique had felt a sharp pang of both elation and nervousness. Despite the constant reassurances from her aunt and uncle that Rose was perfectly fine, the lack of information was a red flag, as was the fact that she hadn’t heard from her cousin at all until now. That wasn’t like her. 

She raced to her room and tore the letter open feeling herself grow angrier by the second as she read it. It was tempting to put off writing a reply and confront her parents and Rose’s immediately, but she swallowed her fury for the moment and quickly got the necessary supplies to write her reply.

My Dearest Rosie,

I had no idea what was going on, but of course I’ve been worried! I hope you know that I badgered your parents for a way to contact you, but they kept making excuses and avoiding me. But you simply must be allowed to attend Hogwarts! Is it the school or your parents who plant to keep you from attending? If Hogwarts knows knowing about this I can write to them on your behalf. I’m sure someone would intervene, you’re entitled to an education after all.

If there is anything else I can do, please let me know! Can I send you packages, or are they strict about that sort of thing there? I hope they treat you well and it isn’t too terrible.

All my love, 

Dominique 

It wasn’t too long before a letter was thrown onto Rose’s bed, the top sliced open. It had obviously been read. She grit her teeth and looked away from the floor maiden and back to her letter, excitement flooding her. She was relieved to find that Dominique was sympathetic.

Dominique - 

I didn’t expect you to know much. This is the first time I’ve spoken to someone other than Hugo in nearly three months. He is the only one I am allowed to see and is told only the bare minimum. Our conversations are closely observed. Mr. Weasley and the Minister have tried to visit me on multiple occasions but I refuse to speak. I suppose they’ve kept it secret so that none of you try to come get me.

I’m not sure anyone at Hogwarts knows. The Headmistress was lured out of the castle the day I was taken out, surely so that she wouldn’t intervene. I can’t say much here, but I will not let them keep me from Hogwarts. I will make it back. Though, an owl to Mcgonagall would surely help me. 

No packages unfortunately. I would kill for a Chocolate Frog right about now, but it’s “too risky” to allow us packages sent. I’m not being abused, but rather neglected. Is that worse? I hope your summer has gone much better than mine. Tell me all about it. I’d like to focus on something else.

With love,

Rosie

[blossomfully]

I liked that about her. She was unpredictable. Sometimes the things she said and did were surprising. Sometimes they disturbed me. But she was exciting, and that’s what I liked most. She was so many, many things but she was never once boring.

S. Zhao (via blossomfully)

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   Rose stared hard at her open door, as if it had personally mocked her. Her hands itched to slam it shut. The satisfying, reverberating crack it would send through the building would almost be worth the floor maiden’s shrieking. 

   She huffed and glanced around her barren room. The bed frame touched the perfectly tiled white floors it was secured to with some sort of spell Rose could not counteract - at least not without her wand. A single four-legged table (also spelled to the floor) sat in the corner, with four tight outfits resting neatly folded on top. The room was perfectly designed for it’s occupant to have nowhere to hide even a knut. 

   Rose carefully raised herself off her bed and walked out of her room, barefoot, heading into the lobby of the hallway she now lived on. “I would like to write a few letters.” She told the floor maiden, keeping her tone level. The witch looked her up and down suspiciously. 

“Your parents have asked that you do not write letters to any of your friends.” she told her, as  she had twice the day before. Rose bit her lip to keep a nasty reply leaving her mouth.

 “I understand, ma’am, however if the letters are checked, you would know I am writing to my cousins. You can even double check with Mr. Weasley and The Minister if you’d like.” she told the woman through gritted teeth. Again, the floor maiden gave her a suspicious look before reluctantly snatching parchment and a rather dull quill.  

“Be quick.” She told her as she walked to a nearby table, thanking the stars she had convinced this harpy of a woman finally. It was the first letter she had written since she had been pulled out of the Great Hall in front of the entire school the morning after her OWLS, taken from the school and thrown into this place.

Dear ______ ,

I do hope this gets to you, if it is allowed to be sent. You better be damn worried sick about me or I will be highly offended. Mr. Weasley and the Minister have been hushing it all up, haven’t they? Hugo told me they’re pretending I don’t exist. Wonderful isn’t it? I can’t tell you where I am or why, or this certainly won’t find you, so do not ask. All I will say is that this is certainly a program that sprung up in the post war terror of dark wizards, and I have been put here because Mr. Weasley and the Minister must have lost their damn minds.

I hope you are doing well. I’m not sure if I can come back to Hogwarts, if I’ll be allowed to. My letter was taken from me, but we can keep our fingers crossed, no? 

With love, 

  Rosie

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The worst pain is being homesick for arms that don’t want to hold you.

it aches

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They’re not just dreams.

Rose ~  Clary

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Team Evil

Clary | Sebastian | Jace

[chonise]

shadowhunters ♡ clary fray

“Well if I’m not a human then what am I?”

[vintage-moon-child]

.🌹 humans arn’t real 🌹.

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→ AESTHETICS — ROSE  WEASLEY.

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Does it… Does it actually work? That depends who you’re doing it for. Myself. Uh huh. What, you think that’s about a boy?

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Hogwarts Houses - Slytherin

“The woods are lovely, dark and deep, / But I have promises to keep, / And miles to go before I sleep, / And miles to go before I sleep." 

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She wears strength and darkness equally well, the girl has always been half goddess, half hell.

Nikita Gill  (via wordsnquotes)

[blossomfully]

I liked that about her. She was unpredictable. Sometimes the things she said and did were surprising. Sometimes they disturbed me. But she was exciting, and that’s what I liked most. She was so many, many things but she was never once boring.

S. Zhao (via blossomfully)

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i can’t swallow the flames, but i kneel where the world can watch me burn.

Claire Na, from “self-immolation,” internecine (via lifeinpoetry)

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