Home

"I always thought I'd regret the day I was kidnapped. Most people, normal people, would. But I'm not normal. And I've never been normal. But no one can expect me to, either. Being a celebrity in the Wizarding World kind of has that effect. I mean, my parents are Ron Weasley and Hermione Granger! Ring any bells? But I've never felt like I belonged with them. Like it was never my home. Until the day I was kidnapped, and met a boy with platinum hair and grey eyes that truly changed my life for the better."

Rose Weasley vanished off the Hogwarts Express the day she was due to go to Hogwarts. No one knew who had taken her, and no one knew where she had gone. The entire wizarding world was in uproar, of course, as someone had taken the daughter of two Wizarding heroes. Search parties, the Ministry, the Aurors, the lot. All searching for an eleven year old girl, who had been stolen from her home. Despite this, Rose herself was content, oblivious to the world around her. To her, she was already home, because home is where the heart is. She spent her time in luxury, talking to the boy she had deliberately been told not to get too friendly with - Scorpius Malfoy.