Twists of Fate

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Chapter One: The Fourth Day

The first time someone tried to kill Rose Granger-Weasley was the third-worst day of her life. The second day was reserved for the time her Mum sent her a howler. When the howler announced the name of the boy Rose fancied in front of the whole Great Hall, she nearly died of embarrassment. The absolute worst day of her life had yet to happen. She was saving that spot for the day she got killed or the world ran out of coffee. Whichever came first.

The last time someone tried to kill Rose Granger-Weasley was less than 24 hours ago. At that point, the witch was so used to her life being threatened that it wasn't worth adding to the list. However, the moment Albus showed up on her doorstep with her least favorite Slytherin close behind, Rose knew today was going to be the fourth-worst day of her life.

Albus and the rest of his co-workers had been invading her home for hours. When Al first showed up at her flat, Rose naively assumed it was to comfort her after yet another near-death experience. Then she noticed the ferret behind him. After that, it became apparent Al was determined to ruin her life.

A safe house. He wanted her to go to a safe house. A safe house with Auror Malfoy. Which meant leaving behind her flat, ceasing all un-work related communication, and being trapped in the same house as Malfoy for Merlin knows how long. Rose's stomach felt queasy at the idea.

Currently, Uncle Harry was in the sitting room with her parents, carefully going over the plan Albus concocted to secure Rose's safety. Albus and Malfoy were sitting in her kitchen using every persuasive technique in the books to convince her to follow along with the plan. Or at least Albus was. Malfoy was huddled in the corner looking irritated with the entire situation.

Rose's head dropped back on the kitchen chair. She closed her eyes hoping that the next time they'd open this nightmare would end. If only Albus would shut up.

"I don't need a bodyguard," Rose said for what must have been the millionth time that day. Like the other 999,999 times she tried to interject, Albus talked over her.

"Rosie, this is the fifth time a member of The Reformed has made an attempt on your life. As the lead Auror on this case, it is my job to keep you out of harm's way. The best way to do that is to get you out of the public eye and away from danger. The head of the department agrees with me on this."

"Will you quit with the formalities! Just because your Dad agrees with you doesn't mean I'm going to go along with it."

Albus sighed running his hands down his face. He was getting frustrated with her, but Rose couldn't find the will to care. She hated the idea of being confined, especially when she was in the middle of the most important case of her career.

At only 23-years-old Rose Granger-Weasley was the best lawyer at the Ministry. It wasn't because her last name earned her respect or because her Uncle was head of the department. It was all due to the countless hours stuck behind a desk, meticulously going over files, reading every law book around, and practicing statements with every spare moment. With the amount of time Rose spent doing her job, she barely had a social life. Or so her last boyfriend told her right before he dumped her. Her career was her life and she was not ashamed to admit that.

Her hard work had earned her a spot on the top and she was not going to let a few minor death threats stop her from doing her job. Not when it was so important to her and the rest of the Wizarding World.