Rosie: And outside of school?

Dumbledore: Who can say?

Rosie: Who indeed?

(◕‿◕✿)

Abraxas Malfoy: Congratulations on your engagement, Miss Riddle.

Rosie: Thank you.

Abraxas Malfoy: Do you have a date set?

Rosie: Tragically, not yet. I've got to do all the planning this time around.

Abraxas Malfoy: This time?

Rosie: Er—I heard you were also engaged over winter break?

Abraxas Malfoy: Yes. Our families have been discussing it for some time.

Rosie: Congratulations! I hope it's a happy marriage.

Abraxas Malfoy: Thank you, Miss Riddle.

Rosie: Do you have a date set?

Abraxas: Yes, she wants a January wedding.

Rosie: Ooo. Sounds lovely. Are you going to help plan?

Abraxas Malfoy: I'd like to, but she has requested I simply stay out of her way.

Rosie: That's a shame. Do you wanna help me with mine?

Abraxas Malfoy: :D! I would be honored to help.

Rosie: Excellent! Why don't you meet up with Celestine and I at Hogsmeade next weekend?

Abraxas Malfoy: Lady Greengrass?

Rosie: Mm-hmm.

Abraxas Malfoy: Sounds perfect. She always has an impeccable sense of style.

Rosie: As do you. Which is why I'd love it if the two of you helped me.

Abraxas Malfoy: :)

(◕‿◕✿)

Rosie: -is knitting-

Tom: Since when do you knit?

Rosie: I'm trying to adopt Dumbledore.

Tom:

Rosie: It'll mean a lot more to him if I make it myself.

Tom:

Rosie: So I'm knitting.

Tom: Terribly.

Rosie: >:I It's the thought that counts.

Tom: What are you even trying to make? A tube?

Rosie: It's supposed to be a sweater.

Tom:

Rosie:

Tom:

Rosie:

Tom: I'm sorry.

Rosie: STOP GIVING ME THAT LOOK OF PITY. I DON'T NEED IT.

Tom:

Rosie: Get out.

Tom: Yes, love.

(◕‿◕✿)

Rosie: Here's your tube of cloth. :(

Dumbledore: :) It's lovely, thank you.

Rosie: I'm sorry.

Dumbledore: It's the thought that counts, Rosie.

Rosie: Yeah I—

Rosie: -gasps-

Dumbledore: -pats her head- Merry Christmas, dear.

Rosie: Merry Christmas, Uncle Dumbles :')

Dumbledore: -starts laughing-

(◕‿◕✿)

Rosie: You know how worgens shed a lot?

Tom: Mm-hmm.

Rosie: Think I could make a sweater from it?

Tom:

Rosie: I bet it'd be super soft.

Tom:

Rosie: Mm... fluffy...

Tom: Please, no.

Rosie: But—

Tom: Please. No.

Rosie: But—

Tom: I love you, darling.

Rosie: :D!

(◕‿◕✿)

Rosie: We'll be graduating soon.

Tom: Yes?

Rosie: I'm adopting Fenrir as soon as I find him.

Tom: Literal adopting—?

Rosie: Not literal. But I'm going to take care of him and his mom. She died when he was pretty young originally. Gonna induct them into my cult.

Tom: Have fun with that.

Rosie: Oh I will.

(◕‿◕✿)

Anna Abbott: So Rosie, do you have plans for the summer after graduation?

Celestine Greengrass: Ooo, we should all go to Paris?

Ifa Shafiq: Why Paris?

Celestine Greengrass: A new boutique opened up and I've heard nothing but praises about the tailors. We should all get something custom made for the next Winter Ball.

Anna Abbott: Oh, I don't know about that...

Ifa Shafiq: Why not? I've some friends in Milan who plan to put on a masquerade at the end of July.

Celestine Greengrass: A masquerade! What's the theme?

Ifa Shafiq: A Midsummer's Dream.

Celestine Greengrass: That settles it, we're all going. We can stay at my villa.

Rosie: :) I'll only be able to go the last week in July.

Celestine Greengrass: But why?

Rosie: I'm going to Azkaban.

The Ravenclaw Girls: ...

Anna Abbott: I'd say I'm surprised, but... somehow, I'm not.

Ifa Shafiq: What for?

Rosie: I want to meet with an old friend.

Celestine Greengrass: A prisoner?

Rosie: No, a guard.

Anna Abbott: Oh my! Does Tom know you're meeting with an Auror?

Rosie: Tom knows who I'm meeting with.

Celestine Greengrass: And he's okay with that?

Rosie: :) More like resigned.

Anna Abbott: You are so daring, Rosie. I would be too scared to upset my fiancé...

Celestine Greengrass: You're too considerate, Anna.

Anna Abbott: I don't know about that—

Ifa Shafiq: I do. Your fiancé shouldn't make you feel afraid to meet with other men, Anna.

Anna Abbott: I don't feel afraid, I just—

Rosie:

Celestine Greengrass:

Ifa Shafiq:

Rosie: :) Anna, why don't you stay with me and Tom over the summer?

Anna Abbott: Oh, I couldn't impose—

Ifa Shafiq: I think that's a good idea.

Celestine Greengrass: A marvelous one. Tom's a perfect gentleman, so your fiancé should have no reason to complain.

Anna Abbott: I—I suppose. It would... it could be fun?

Rosie: Mm-hmm. Then we'll all meet up at Celestine's villa the last week in July and have a glorious summer.

The girls: :)

(◕‿◕✿)

Tom:

Rosie:

Booboo:

Tom:

Rosie:

Booboo:

Tom:

Rosie:

Booboo:

Tom: Why is he at our home?

Rosie: He wanted to come.

Booboo:

Tom: How long is he staying here?

Rosie: A while. I want to try a new experiment and need a dementor for it. Booboo volunteered.

Tom:

Booboo:

Tom:

Booboo:

Tom: Okay. Follow-up question. What is he doing here?

-Gestures to the hogtied & unconscious wizard that was in an arranged marriage to Anna Abbott-

Rosie:

Tom:

Booboo:

Rosie:

Tom:

Booboo:

Rosie: He's my sacrifice.

Tom: You're doing a ritual that requires a live sacrifice?

Rosie: Yep.

Tom: Can I watch?

Rosie: Yep. Gotta do it tonight since Anna's coming by in the morning.

Tom: Need help with cleaning up?

Rosie: Would you please?

Tom: I'll take care of it.

Rosie: I love you.

Tom: I know.

Booboo:

Rosie: Don't worry Booboo, I love you too.

Booboo:

(◕‿◕✿)

Anna and Rosie are having tea in Rosie's garden.

Anna Abbott: :)

Rosie: You're in a good mood, Anna.

Anna Abbott: Yes. Oh, no—I mean—I shouldn't be, should I?

Rosie: You're with me, dear. It's okay.

Anna Abbott: :)

Rosie: How does it feel to be an unattached witch?

Anna Abbott: Amazing.

Rosie: I'm happy for you. :)

Anna Abbott: :)

Tom: -stops by to say hello- Good to see you, Anna.

Anna Abbott: Likewise, Lord Slytherin.

Tom: So sorry to hear your fiancé eloped with some... tramp.

Anna Abbott: :) Than—Oh, I mean—Yes, very sad.

Rosie: Sweetie, we need to work on your reactions.

Anna Abbott: -giggles- Yes, sorry...

(◕‿◕✿)

Some years later

(◕‿◕✿)

Tom: Rosie...

Rosie: Mmm?

Tom: Have you read the paper?

Rosie: Not today, why?

Tom: There was a double homicide in the Black family. Sirius's parents were killed and he and his brother have been given over to Dorea Black-Potter, and their House Elf will be given to you.

Rosie: Gosh. What. A. Tragedy. Lucky for us for a new House Elf though, huh?

Tom: Rosie.

Rosie: Yes, darling? :)

Tom:

Rosie: :)

Tom:

Rosie: :)

Tom: Never mind.

Rosie: Okay. :)

(◕‿◕✿)

Tom: Congrats on officially turning the entire magical population of Germany into worgens.

Rosie: Thanks.

Tom: I was being sarcastic.

Rosie: Don't care. Still happy.

Tom: Because fluff?

Rosie: Because fluff.

Tom: Why did you rename the capital Gilneas?

Rosie: :) Reasons.

Tom:

Rosie: :)

Tom: You know the rest of Europe is panicking over magical werewolves.

Rosie: Yeah.

Tom: And you're the leader of those magical werewolves.

Rosie: Correct.

Tom: :) Care to be a bully for me, darling?

Rosie: I'll play your villain so you can be the hero, sweetie.

(◕‿◕✿)

Anyo: I believe congratulations are in order, Rosie

Rosie: Whatever for, Anyo?

Anyo: Your husband is the new Minister of Magic, isn't he?

Rosie: Right you are, my dear friend.

Anyo: He's united nearly all of Europe in their fear against our dear worgens.

Rosie: Right.

Anyo: How do you think they'll react when they find out he's married to the leader of said worgens?

Rosie: My friend, you should already know.

Anyo: Oh?

Rosie: History is written by the victors, and the ones who control the media control the sheep.

Anyo: :)

Rosie: We'll be making an official announcement next year, and I'll spread my gift to the magical community soon.

Anyo: What a delight that will be to see!

Rosie: I certainly hope so. If I'm lucky I'll even have some people try to kill me.

Anyo: -laughs- I'll help you get rid of the bodies.

Rosie: Aww. You're such a pal. Say, I'm going to an opera with Lady Greengrass, Lady Malfoy, and Lady Abbott, would you care to join?

Anyo: I would be delighted!

(◕‿◕✿)

After graduating Hogwarts & finished uniting all European Magical Communities, Rosie returns to Hogwarts to apply for the DADA position, it's the year 1970:

(◕‿◕✿)

Rosie: Uncle Dumbles!

Dumbledore: Hello, Lady Slytherin.

Rosie: Aww, noooooo. Not you, too.

Dumbledore: :) Hello, Rosie.

Rosie: Cheers! I came here to apply for the teaching position.

Dumbledore: Are you sure? It would be considered a lowly position for someone of your stature and rank.

Rosie: Teaching isn't a lowly position, Uncle Dumbles. On the contrary, it should be considered an honor.

Dumbledore: :)

Rosie: Am I okay to apply?

Dumbledore: I've already mentally hired you.

Rosie: Double cheers.

Dumbledore: I take it you won't be wanting to stay at Hogwarts during the year?

Rosie: No. My husband wants me home in the evenings whenever possible. I'd like to set up a floo network to my office, if that's okay.

Dumbledore: I'm sure that could be arranged. How is Tom?

Rosie: Delightfully busy. He's currently doing most of his work in Canada right now.

Dumbledore: Ah. Lovely place.

Rosie: Yes. He promised to bring home another unicorn from there for me. :)

Dumbledore: I've noticed your fondness for them. Is it true you have your own pasture at home for them?

Rosie: Yes. Tom arranged it as an engagement present.

Dumbledore: -chuckles- Very fond indeed.

Rosie: :) They remind me of people I love.

(◕‿◕✿)

Rosie:

Tom:

Rosie:

Tom:

Rosie:

Tom:

Rosie: Tom, I—

Tom: No.

Rosie: It wasn't meant for you.

Tom:

Rosie:

Tom:

Rosie:

Tom: That makes it so much worse.

Rosie: No, no, no! It was for Celestine.

Tom: Lady Greengrass?

Rosie: Yes! She asked for me to—er—you know. Procure one.

Tom: For Lord Greengrass?

Rosie: ... Yes.

Tom: That thing was for Lord Greengrass?

Rosie: Yes.

Tom:

Rosie:

Tom:

Rosie:

Tom: W H Y.

Rosie: Don't kink shame.

Tom: W H Y.

Rosie: Your face is super adorable right now.

Tom: W H Y.

Rosie: :) So is this confirmation you don't want one for yours—

Tom: If I see anything like that in our house again I'm leaving you.

Rosie: Ahahahaha. Okay. So bondage and doing it under a disillusioned charm in Muggle public is okay, but wearing a—

Tom: NEVER.

Rosie: -starts to wheeze-

Tom: Depraved.

Rosie: -has lost the ability to keep standing and falls to the floor while laughing-

(◕‿◕✿)

Rosie: Honey I'm home!

Rosie: -walks into Tom's office-

Rosie: -sees a person strapped down on the autopsy table who gives her a pleading look-

Rosie: -looks to Tom who has a scalpel-

Rosie:

Tom:

Rosie:

Tom:

Rosie: We have dinner plans ya know.

Tom: I am aware.

Rosie: People will be coming over.

Tom: Correct.

Rosie: You will have this cleaned up before then.

Tom:

Rosie: >:I Tom.

Tom:

Rosie: >:I!!!

Tom: Yes, dear.

Rosie: Thank you, love.

Tom: Welcome.

(◕‿◕✿)

Rosie teaching at Hogwarts

(◕‿◕✿)

Rosie: Mr. Snape, would you please linger?

Severus: -stays behind as Lily waits for him outside-

Severus: Yes, Professor?

Rosie: I noticed you were having a hard time writing notes. Is your hand okay?

Severus: -pales- Yes, Professor. I—

Rosie: -smiles kindly- You're not in trouble, Mr. Snape. I only wanted to make sure you were okay. If your hand is bothering you, we can treat it here, no questions asked.

Severus:

Rosie:

Severus: -tentatively- No questions asked?

Rosie: None.

Severus: -nervously shows bruised wrist-

Rosie: May I treat it?

Severus: -nods-

Rosie: Thank you, dear. If you're ever hurt again you can always come to me.

Severus: ... Thank you, Professor.

(◕‿◕✿)

Rosie: Hmm.

Tom: ?

Rosie: Hmm.

Tom: ??

Rosie: You remember the vacation we took before I started teaching?

Tom: Yes.

Rosie: And how some nights we got a little ya know?

Tom: Yes.

Rosie: I think, I think, one of those nights we forgot the contraception charm.

Tom:

Rosie:

Tom:

Rosie: I think.

Tom: Think or know?

Rosie: Okay, um, so I actually already checked it with my wand and so I think I know, but I want you to double check.

Tom: -pulls out wand and casts the diagnostic spell-

Rosie: So?

Tom: Yes.

Rosie: Yes? Yes as in—?

Tom: Yes.

Rosie: :D

Tom: :)

Rosie: :D!

Tom:

Rosie: :D!!

Tom: You cannot name Booboo the godfather.

Rosie: -scandalized gasp- Booboo would be the perfect godfather.

Tom: Absolutely not.

Rosie: >:I I'm pulling one of my freebies.

Tom: I'm pulling one of my vetoes.

Rosie: Damn it.

Tom:

Rosie: >:I

Tom:

Rosie: >:I

Tom:

Rosie: >:I

Tom: I love you, darling. :)

Rosie: :)

(◕‿◕✿)

Rosie: Mr. Snape, Miss Evans, Mr. Lupin, Mr. Black, and Mr. Potter—would you all stay behind today?

James: :I Shit.

Sirius: Bollocks. Are we in trouble?

Remus: :(

Rosie: No, no. I wanted to ask a favor for you all.

Lily: :D! A favor?

Rosie: Yes. You're all such talented students, I wondered if you'd be willing to help me out. I'd like to start up a dueling club, you see.

James: YES.

Rosie: -laughs- Let me finish, Mr. Potter. I'd like to start a dueling club, but I wanted to personally train students prior. It's a big responsibility as students could get hurt. I'd like to train you all after class and in turn you'd help me watch over the other students in the club.

Severus: :S But we're only first years? Can we—?

Rosie: Of course you can. I know talent when I see it. You five have it in spades.

All of them: :)

Rosie: Would you all please work together with me on this?

Lily: Of course! You can count on us, Professor! Oh—er—I mean—if that's okay with you boys?

James: Yeah, I'd love to.

Sirius: This is going to be a blast.

Remus: Thank you, Professor.

Rosie: Good. I expect great teamwork from you five.

Sirius: Even though we've got a Slytherin here?

Rosie: My husband's a Slytherin, you know. You shouldn't let a silly thing like a House stop you from making friends.

Sirius: :/

Rosie: Only a prejudiced bigot would do that. :)

Sirius: ...

Rosie: Right?

Sirius: Y-Yeah. Ahaha. Snape, right?

Severus: Yes?

Sirius: -puts an arm around his shoulders- C'mon. We need to become friends. Now.

Severus: Uh.

Sirius: You don't have a choice in this.

James: -nodding- It's too late now. You're eating with us now.

Remus: -pats Severus's back- Good luck.

Lily & Rosie: :)

(◕‿◕✿)

Rosie: And so class here we can—Oh.

-Rosie's water has broken while teaching class-

All the students: -stares at the mess-

All the students: -start to