❝ you are the knife i turn inside myself ❞ | in which rose potter used to be a good girl until she let draco malfoy corrupt her. in which hogwarts has to deal with teen pregnancy. in which voldemort wins... for a while.
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order of the phoenix...
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3 AUGUST ; 07:34 PM
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II.
Grimmauld Place properly suited its name — it was... grim.
Before being delivered to Sirius' London house, the Potter twins were able to go back to Privet Drive — mercifully empty (they must have taken poor Dudders to hospital), and collect their trunks plus their familiars — Philo and Hedwig.
Philo was a threadsnake, a magical breed apparently, seven inches long and turquoise blue and nearly blind — poor thing. She was very shy and very charming, much like her human, and liked to wrap herself around Rose's wrist like a bracelet. It felt like the utmost betrayal when they discovered Harry could talk to Philo — and Rose couldn't. Honestly. Her brother got to have long insightful conversations with her pet while she couldn't?
How God must laugh.
In fact, Rose thought the witches and wizards who had come to get them (The Order of the Phoenix apparently?) were also having a laugh at them too when they arrived in a seemingly nondescript London neighbourhood with huge brownstones lining a road across a park. That was, until a third building shoved the other two aside and emerged out of thin air.
As if this day couldn't get any bloody weirder.
"Welcome to the headquarters of The Order of the Phoenix," said a man called Kingsley Shacklebolt before being hushed by the others.
Rose was nervously stroking Philo's smooth scales to calm herself when they pushed through the heavy front door, and a high—pitched shrieking immediately erupted from somewhere within the darkness. Rose instinctively stumbled back, only to be accidentally run into by a now purple—haired witch by the name of Tonks. All the while, the screeching hadn't paused at all, and it was so loud and horrible that Harry actually clapped his hands over his ears.
