XII. ❝You chose the wrong bitch❞

2.5K 124 165
                                    

❝You chose the wrong bitch❞

Rosalyn Adore Rosier Ϟ

𝗘𝗩𝗔𝗡 𝗪𝗛𝗜𝗦𝗣𝗘𝗥𝗦 𝗧𝗢 𝗛𝗜𝗠𝗦𝗘𝗟𝗙, watching Rosalyn closely as she sleeps against his shoulder, his fingers stroking her growing stomach gently.

"Go back to sleep, Evy" She mutters against his skin, keeping her eyes closed, Evan presses a kiss against her head.

"Sh" He whispers, blue eyes staring down at the girl, watching her nose scrunch in annoyance.

The Slytherin's ears peak as he hears a bang, he watched Rosalyn closely, she doesn't make a noise, Evan brushes his cheek closer to hers, bathing in the warmth of her skin.

His eyes snap open, grip tightening on Rosalyn, "Evy?" She mutters, now opening her own eyes, BANG.

Smoke fills the room, for a second Rosalyn gets the feeling of Deja Vu, she wraps her hand around Evan's, hoisting herself up, "fuck" she murmurs.

The two grab their wands, clearing the smoke quickly, "Ev' I fear you may need to hide, if who I think is here, you need to run" Rosalyn grips her wand, a slight tremble in her voice.

"No, like hell, Rosie, I left you last time and I didn't see you for four months, you think I'm risking it?" Evan scoffs, his hand reaching out to hers.

"That wasn't a suggestion or a question, Roiser, it's an order, stay here" Rosalyn doesn't turn, opening the dorm room, her heart falling from her chest.

"Nice to see you here, dear sister"

Rosalyn let's out a sigh, staring across at Narcissa, "Dear sister, do not do this" She orders her heart racing against her rib cage, "Do not take another step closer" Rosalyn's voice raises.

"Your so defensive, Rosalyn! Especially when your little husband lead us all here" Narcissa giggles, bringing her wand to her lips, "Have you figured it out yet?" She glances.

"Cissa..." Evan begins.

"What in Merlin's name is she talking about?" Rosalyn turns to Evan, her wand beginning to falter, a laugh escapes the brunettes lips, "Of course, Merlin, of course" Tears film her eyes.

"Merlin! I'm so stupid!" She spins on her heel, disregarding her wand on the floor as she brings her hands to her face, "You aren't real! Are you?"

"Rosie, I'm as real as you want me to be"

"No, no you aren't, my mother, you, my father, Bellatrix! Your have all been playing me to get where you all are today, tell me, who are you really?" Rosalyn let's the tears fall down her face, as she stares between the two Slytherins.

Narcissa smirks as she raises her wand, glitter falls over Evan's body, his blonde hair turns a grey tone, Rosalyn watches his skin turn into a sunken mess, his blue eyes staring dull into the oblivion. She gags, the smell of rotten flesh hits her, her stomach does flips as she lets the sick fall down her lips.

"Evy" She whispers, another hiccup of sick falling down her chin, "Merlin, what did you do to him?" Rosalyn let's out a sob, she wipes her mouth with the back of her hand.

"It wasn't me, dear sister, but our lord had to teach you a lesson" Narcissa states, she glances at the body of Evan Rosier, as it falls limp to the ground.

"Killing my husband wasn't enough!" Rosalyn spits, her knees on the ground as she coughs out more sick, "You had to use his body as some trick to get to me, to get to Hogwarts!" She chokes out.

"Bad behaviour deserves a punishment..."

Bangs continue to echo through the school, as Narcissa stares at her sister, she flicks her hair over her shoulder, "Your father wants you home, no more deaths need to come then what has already been done" She states.

"Home?! Home?!" Rosalyn roars, beginning to stand up, ignoring the sick trickling down her, "He killed my husband, taunted me with his body, he's destroyed my world twice now and he wants me home?" She screams.

"I have orders, dear sister..."

"And I have a husband to avenge" She hisses, Narcissa collapses to the ground as her skin begins to turn blue.

Rosalyn watches her sister squirm on the floor, as she wipes her mouth, picking her wand up from the floor, "Dear sister, you chose the wrong bitch" She spits.

Opening the dorm door, Rosalyn let's out a cough, as smoke fills her lungs, her eyes squint as she makes her way through chaos, she hears the screams and curses before she are's it.

"Merlin" The brunette whispers, wiping the tears from her face, "Sirius!" She shouts, watching as him and James battle over four deatheaters.

"Nice one, James!"

Rosalyn rushes over to the two, stumbling over the bodies, "Crucio!" She casts, watching as two deatheaters fall to the ground, their backs arching in pain, "Where's Harry, James?"

"With Lily, I'm praying she's keeping them out" He yells back, casting more spells against the death eaters, as the first years crowd behind them.

"Duck!" Sirius screams.

"Go! We've got this, go!" Rosalyn orders, kicking down another deatheater, elbowing another.

"Your pregnant, you get behind me!" James pulls the brunette behind him, as she stumbles against the floor, "I won't leave you two behind, your my family too" He adds, sparing a glance at Sirius.

"Your son needs you more then us" Sirius says, hexing a deatheater to the ground, blood covering his body.

"Regulus" Rosalyn mutters, turning to Sirius, he nods, "I'll be back, stay alive" She squeezes his hand, both now drenched in blood.

Rosalyn stumbles through the halls, smoke and rubble covering them, death eaters and bodies lying around the floor, she doesn't dare glance at faces. To her surprise the Slytherin dorm room is already broken down, in crumbles, the once beautiful painting of Salazar Slytherin ripped apart.

"Regulus!" She screams, gripping her wand tight in her hand.

The widow struggles through the common room, screaming and fighting distracting her from the search of her cousin, with every black haired body she shivers, she stumbles up the stairs, leading her way to the dorm room.

"Yviesterent" She casts the enchantment, a sigh escaping her lips as she hears the dorm door click, she pulls it open, slamming it shut once again, "Yviesterent" Rosalyn mutters again.

"Adore!"

Regulus throws himself on the elder girl, his arms scratched, head bleeding, but he doesn't notice as he holds onto her tightly, "Is Sirius ok? What's happening and Evan?" He rants, pulling away from the brunette, "Rosie..." Regulus pauses, looking down at the girl, "Your bleeding"

The brunette looks down, watching as more blood drips into a puddle at her feet, her eyes roll back into her head as she hits the floor.

𝘢𝘥𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘳𝘰𝘴𝘪𝘦𝘳 - 𝘣𝘰𝘰𝘬 𝘵𝘸𝘰Where stories live. Discover now