An Interesting Turn in Time ◇Hogwarts Legacy × Reader× Golden Trio◇

one less in the order

Rosalie took in the sight of Xavier, raising an eyebrow as she dismounted the Graphorn, "Is he alright?"

Xavier continued laughing, tears streaming down his face, "He's dead! I tried, I tried so damn hard. But I couldn't save him."

Tonks sat beside Xavier, wrapping an arm around the boy, "Alastor was killed. Someone sold us out."

"Someone," spat Ominis, "That someone was that bloody traitor Severus."

"Ominis-" Tonks tried to scold the blonde, but he wasn't having any of it.

"No. No. I know his kind. My family is his kind," Ominis hissed, "Now Moody is dead and George is hurt-"

Rosalies head snapped up, "George is hurt?"

Ominis, realizing what he had let slip, nodded, "He's in the de-"

Rosalie pushed past the small crowd outside, entering the burrow. Ominis went to follow, but Sebastian grabbed his arm, "Let her go in, mate. She needs to be with her friend. We should take care of, uh... Baby."

Ominis turned to face the massive creature, "Indeed..." He rubbed hus temple, "Does Rosalie still have that Nab-Sack?"

Sebastian shook his head, "No, but I bet I know who does."

They weren't sure if the house elf would respond to their call, but it was worth a try, wasn't it?

"Deek?" Ominis projected, unsure.

To their relief, with a sound like popping bubbles, the elderly house elf appeared infront of them, "How can I be of service, Master Gaunt," Deek looked to the side, seeing the creature, "Please pardon Deek, but... is that Baby?"

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In the den, Fred and Rosalie kneal over George where he laid on the sofa.

"Georgie?" Rosalie whispered, fighting back the tears that threatened to spill over.

George's eyes softly flutter open, and his eyes locks on his twin, voice weak as he whispers, "I'm holy."

Fred tilts his head, "What?"

George brings up a finger to point to his ear, "I'm Holy. Get it?"

Rosalie laughs through her tears, "The whole world of ear related humor, and this is what you go with?"

Rosalie stood, wiping her tears, and limped into the kitchen to allow the Weasley's to have time together, now that she knew George would be alright. She sighed, sitting in one of the rickety wooden chairs, attempting to ignore the pain that radiated through her from the rough landing on the beach.

A soft hand landed on her shoulder, and she flinched. Looking up, she noticed Ominis, staring down at her with concern.

He sighed, glancing to her leg where the jeans that she wore were ripped and stained with blood, "Darling... you're bleeding. Come on."

Ominis gently lead her to the case, down the ladder then sat her on the couch, "Take off those jeans. I'll get Ditanny."

She nods, not bothering to unbutton the large jeans as she slid them down her waist and tossed them to the floor. She watched as he returned.

His sleeves were rolled to his elbows, forearm muscles strained. His blonde hair was messy, but otherwise he looked fine. She sighed as he knelt in front of her, cupping his cheek and running a thumb over his cheek bone, "You're okay. Thank the gods... I was worried..."

Ominis sits the jar of ditanny onto the ground, leaning forward to grab her face, kissing her passionately. She leaned into the kiss, hand slipping from his cheek to tangle in his hair.

After a heated moment, he pulled away just enough to rest his forhead on hers, "I thought you... I feared you were dead. When no signal came from your braclet... I thought..."

"I know," He leans into his forhead, "I know. I'm sorry."

He sighed, pulling back to hit on his knees, "What even happened out there?"

As he gently repaired and wrapped her leg, she told him everything. Voldemort, apperating to the coast, holding the Dark Lord down while Baby charged.

Ominis handed Rosalie a pair of short shorts to slide over her wrapped leg, and a long, low whistle sounds from the doorway. Standing there, Sebastian leaned against the doorway as Harry, Hermione and Ron stood behind him, listening.

"You trampled the Dark Lord with a Graphorn? Now that's my darling girl!" Sebastian walks over, leaning down to peck her on the lips.

Hermione followed after, worriedly glancing at her thigh, "Are you alright, Rosie?"

Rosalie smiles tiredly and nods, "I am. Are you lot okay?"

Harry smiles sadly, nodding. Then shakes his head, "Actually, no. Madeye is dead. Because of me. And poor Xavier is traumatized."

Rosalie watches as Harry lays on the wooden floor, staring at the ceiling, "No Harry. It wasn't your fault. And as for Xavier..." she sighs, "Was he seen as himself?"

Hermione shakes her head, "No. No I don't believe so. The polyjuice potion didn't wear off until he landed."

Rose nods, resting her shoulders on her knees, "Good... but I don't think it's safe for him to return to his store.

Ominis shifts to sit on the floor infront of the couch, gently resting his temple against Rosalies knee, "I agree."

There was a murmur of agreement across the room, and Rosalie sighs, "We need to figure out where to go from here."

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