When the Roses Bloom Again by TheBlack'sResurgence

Chapter 92

Home

Having received the brief note from Charlus, Minerva had barely slept and had spent much of the night pacing back and forth, waiting for any further news, waiting to hear from Harry himself.

Minerva,

Harry killed Grindelwald. He is fine but is resting and will be in touch as soon as he possibly can.

Expect company, but until they arrive, stay at home.

Charlus

On its own, the note was ominous, and she had read it dozens of times, unable to believe the words.

She likely wouldn't have had they not been penned in the familiar scrawl of Charlus Potter.

Minerva had done as she was bid, and though it was difficult to not seek further clarification the night had passed, and she had busied herself caring for Rosa.

She was nearing her second birthday now, was growing quickly into a curious, adventurous girl.

For almost a year she had been displaying bouts of accidental magic, nothing dangerous much to Minerva's relief, but she had become rather adept at escaping her cot.

Thankfully, Kora was on hand to intervene when needed, and often enough, Minerva would hear the little elf gently chastising her giggling daughter who found no end of amusement from her own escapades.

She was just like Harry in so many ways; quiet, observant, but proving to have quite the fiery temper, though that could have been inherited by both her parents.

With a snort, Minerva recalled trying to feed the girl some mashed carrots, only to find that Rosa did not want them. Instead, the bowl had somehow been propelled into Minerva's face, much to the joy of her daughter.

She was pulled from her reminiscing by the sound of an alert, letting her know that someone was at the door.

Picking up Rosa who had been playing with a set of Quidditch figurines, she headed to the entrance hall and opened it to be greeted by the sight of Reg Yaxley and around a dozen others.

"Minerva," he greeted her warmly. "Harry has sent us to act as a guard for you and the little one."

"Is it necessary to have so many of you?"

A smirk tugged at Reg's lips as he nodded.

"Orders from the commander himself," he snorted. "Some of Grindelwald's followers are still out there and he is not taking any chances. We will try not to get in your way."

Minerva tutted but allowed them to enter the house.

Had they not been given express permission by Harry, they wouldn't have made it passed the gate, after all.

"Well, haven't you grown," Reg cooed at Rosa as Minerva led her guests to the parlour room that looked over the grounds.

Harry had brought the man to visit Rosa shortly after her first birthday, and the girl had been quite taken with him.