(A next generation Rose Weasley story) "Rose? Rose, are you okay?" Albus asked hesitantly. "No! Yes! Go away!" Rose curled into a tighter ball. Albus looked at his cousin. Rose sobbed harder clutched her wand tighter. She was terrified, terrified that someone was going to take it, take it and realize that the last spell cast was the Avada Kadavra...