Rosekiller

{Day #1. Nov. 4 2024, 200:00:00.00}

Thunder roared in the distance, it was the only sound to be heard in the empty halls of pecan academy,
The sleeping students and professors remain oblivious to the danger lurking in the school, for when they wake up they will find that it is—--Your birthday!!.

Barty couldn’t hold his laughter in anymore.

Earlier that day he and Evan made Sirius a birthday card–at three in the morning, was it chaotic? Yes, did it make sense? No, but it was the thought that counts right?

Sirius stared at the card in disbelief, Remus was reading the card over his husband's shoulder, and Evan was just embarrassed at this point.

“You know my birthday was yesterday right?” He put the card down on his lap.

“Yes” answers Evan, he sent a glare Barty’s way and the other immediately stopped laughing.

Sirius smiled brightly at the both of them. “This is by far the best birthday card I have ever gotten, Thank you guys” Evan sighed in relief and went over to hug his cousin.

“By the way, I made something for you” Evan pulled out a large bowl with a lid on it. Barty had no idea where he got that from.

“I heard from Reggie that you liked Blackberries, so I made-”

“Crumble Bars!” Sirius exclaimed as he looked in the bowl, he looked back at Evan. “You, Evan Miguel Rosier, are officially my favourite cousin”

“I will never tell you my middle name, but it sure as hell isn’t Miguel, also I’m telling Pandora you said that”

“Please don’t I’ll never hear the end of it” He put the lid back on. “Still though Thank you guys”

“Don’t sweat it, how are you feeling?” Barty asked, the other man just shrugged. “I’m doing fine, I can talk again” he joked, despite his cheerful demeanour he had a sad look in his eyes,
Nobody brought up what happened yesterday, especially what Teddy said.
Barty wondered if it was because it hurt to think about or because Sirius was trying to pretend that nothing happened and that everything was okay,
maybe it was both.

“I heard there was a power outage yesterday” said Evan, ultimately breaking the growing tension.

“Yeah, someone cut some random wires, at least that’s what everyone says” Remus answered.

“But on another note, I received a text from Cece, that was on par with the card you gave me” Sirius showed them his phone.

“Why the hell is my mum’s name saved as ‘If inscest was legal and my thing’?” Sirius looked at the phone.

“Oh, no that’s Raba, hold on–here”

God is a woman and blonde.

Cece: Happy (belated) birthday love, I hope you have a wonderful day, oh and tell Remus to–
00:00

Cece: Sorry love my message was censored, just make sure he shags you alright? Anyway I’ll see you soon darling, give Teddy a kiss for me <3
00:01

“I’m sorry I can’t–why is Raba saved as that on your phone?” Evan questioned, Sirius sighed.

“Moony tell them”

“Firstly, he's Siri’s distant cousin or something like that, and he’s hot, I mean have you seen him? Like that man is-”

“Yeah okay, I get it”

“Also, Cece told me that you guys had an actual Family dinner, so catch me up on that” Evan smiled.
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After a few more hours, they went home, Barty came over to his place with Rosie, he and Bea had formed a cute little friendship, once Evan opened the door, his heart got caught in his throat.

Barty looked inside and asked “Is that?”

“Yeah” on the coffee table in the living room was a large box, Bea was growling at it while she sheltered Rosie, Barty was the one to take a step forward, Evan grabbed his hand.

“What are you doing?” Barty looked at him over his shoulder. “I wanna get Bea and Rosie, in case it’s a bomb”

“Bea, come here girl” at the sound of Evan’s voice she looked at the door, she lightly bit Rosie by his scruff and walked over to the door, once she got to Evan and Barty she sat down and placed Rosie down.

“Now what do we do?” Barty asks.

“Call Alice?” he nods and takes out his phone.

So much for a quiet night in…
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{Day #2. Nov. 5 2024, 08:07;00;00}

Alice had taken a trip to Fleur’ Lab along with Frank and Raba, yesterday Barty called her and told her about a new box, inside said box was a Camera filled with photos, plus a huge puzzle thus the box’ size.

“Hello my darling flower, you still engaged to that brunette” asked Raba. Fleur turned to him with a scowl.

“You know I am and she dyed her hair purple” he hummed handing her a coffee. “When’s the wedding?”

“You have an invitation against–my better judgement I might add– and it’s been postponed” Alice looked at her, with concern.

“What happened?” The blonde sighs, and puts down her cup on the desk. “It’s my mother, she’s trying to control my life as always–oh hey Bill” the man in question looked up from what he was doing.

“Yeah?”

“Please tell Alice how terrible my mum can be” he thought for a moment.

“Well back when me and Fleur–”

“Fleur and I” she corrected. He rolled his eyes with a smile. “When Fleur and I, were dating she kept sending me letters asking if I was free and stuff, she even tried calling my brother’s, and it turns out that she only did that to see if I quote ‘would like a more mature woman’ and all that–”

“And the list goes on, she’s just mad that Dora's a girl and that she can’t–you know–Raba I swear to god if you don’t stop touching my equipment” he held up his hands.

“Anyway, Fleur couldn’t be bothered with the puzzle so I did it” Bill put the finished puzzle on a cleared table in the middle of the room.

All of the pieces fit together creating an image of Twenty one voodoo dolls, Alice recognized all of them.

The first one was of Remus laying on the ground in a pool of blood.

The second one was Teddy watching someone put a knife to Sirius’ voodoo doll’s throat.

The next one was of James reaching out as Regulus’ doll fell off some kind of bridge.

Then there was one of herself and Narcissa, laying on the floor together.

Then two women, The first one Alice knew as Mary was holding another woman that had a lot of burn scars.

The next was of Bella and Rita, Rita was holding Bella in her arms Bella’ doll had fresh wounds on them.

Another one was of Pandora and Lily. Lily had prayer beads in her hand as she held a knife to Pandora’ throat, and Pandora's doll looked like it was smiling.

The next one was of–Fleur and Dora, Fleur held Dora as she had burn scars, and other wounds.

The second last one was of Frank and Raba, Raba held a gun to his own head, while Frank held a gun aimed on the floor.

And the last one—Evan held a gun aimed directly at Barty who was holding a severed head, and a huge knife, if Alice looked close enough she could see marks on Evan’s doll’ neck.

“What the hell is this” Alice looked over it again but nothing changed, not a single thing, Except-

“Do you have a U.V light?” Fleur nodded. And Bill turned off the lights, and across all the pictures were quotes, in french.

“Mind reading them out loud?” Frank asked.

“Across Remus’ one is, ‘Never to suffer would never have to been blessed’” Answered Raba.

“For Teddy and Sirius it’s: ‘Words have no power to impress the mind without the exquisite horror of their reality.’”
Fleur said.

“These are quotes by Edgar Allen Poe” Bill looked at them, Alice nodded. “Keep going”

Raba inhaled. “For James and Reg,’ We loved with a love that was more than love’”

“For You and Cissa,’ There is no exquisite beauty… without some strangeness in the proportion’” as Fleur said those words,
Alice felt her heart sink, Cissa told her that on their first date, it was after Alice called her beautiful.

“For Mary and Emmeline,’ And so being young and dipped in folly I fell in love with melancholy’, for Bella and Rita: ‘ I was never really insane except upon occasions when my heart was touched’”
Raba finished with a sigh, as Fleur began.

“For Lily and Pandora, ‘All religion, my friend, is simply evolved out of fraud, fear, greed, imagination, and poetry’, for myself and Dora:
‘Beauty of whatever kind, in its supreme development, invariably excites the sensitive soul to tears’” Alice saw the tears in the younger girl's eyes, but out of stubbornness she blinked them away.

“For me and Frank, ‘I remained too much inside my head and ended up losing my mind’”

“And Lastly Barty and Evan: ‘ Tell me every terrible thing you ever did, and let me love you anyway.’”

“Fleur?” She hummed. Alice gave her a pleading look. “Please tell me you have something, on this S.P guy” She wiped away a stray tear and nodded.

She walked over to her computer and typed something in.

“I managed to decipher the bullet mark letter’s in Raba’s office, I ran them through the system with the last names starting with P. and there were three matches”

“Sean Price, Sage Peterson, and Seth Princeton, Bill has their occupations” The redhead looked to his own computer.

“Sean is a computer scientist, Sage is a butcher that get this-suplies James’ restaurant with meat, and Seth is a mortician, all of them have criminal records, Raba seems about ready to go so I’ll text you guys the rest” Alice looks to Raba, who’s halfway out the door.

“Fleur you coming?” She takes off her lab coat, and looks at Bill. “coming or staying?” she asks.

He smiles, and takes off his coat. “I already have their files” she nods. “Frank, Text my future father in law and tell him to send officers to pick those three up”

“Yes ma'am” he takes out his phone, and walks out the door.

“Are we ready?” Alice asks her. “Yes, and I have a request”
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The first man Sean sat across from her, the request she had for Alice was somewhat mild.

A few years ago before she became a forensic scientist, she worked at the Azkaban prison as a criminal psychiatrist, that’s also where she met Dora but that’s a story for another time.

She put his file on the table with a loud thud that got his attention. He was average height, with dark brown hair and blue eyes,
from what she gathered in his file, he was a huge ladies man, this could work in her favour, all she needed was proof after all, apparently none of the men knew each other but Fleur wasn’t buying that.

“You went to Hogwarts, is that right?” she asked, one thing all three men did have in common was that they all went to the same school.

“Yes ma'am, I was a Syletherin. What about you?” He put his elbows on the table and rested his head in his hand, she tilted her head.

“Sir, this is an interrogation not a date” she would have to shower after this.

“Fine, fine, you win” he sat up straight. “Ask me anything”

“This will be on the record, I trust you know your rights?” he nodded. She hummed. “You can’t lie, you know that right?”

“Why would I lie to a woman as splendid as yourself” Fleur could almost hear Bill and Raba laughing at this.

“You work as a computer scientist, correct? My understanding regarding this occupation is very limited[lie] can you tell me more about it?” she threw on her best innocent smile.

“Of course love, we design, develop and analyse the software and hardware used to solve problems in all kinds of businesses, I could go on but I wouldn’t want to bore you with the details” he leaned back in his seat, he was reluctant she could tell.

“So you could even, say, send anonymous messages and stuff like that, with voice changers?” He bit the inside of his lip.

“Yeah it’s not impossible, but to get the voice changers accurate, you would have to record said person’s voice and after that it's just a lot of–”

“You committed Arson when you were fifteen, correct?” he snapped his gaze back to her.

“Yeah but I-”

“Why did you do that?” The main reason she switched jobs was for this exact thing that she was doing, pushing, and pushing until all of the secrets just came falling out, by accident of course.

The two made eye contact, she knew his type, they craved authority, they needed to have control over every situation they are prideful, narcissistic, egotistical, human beings with no concern for others lives [that’s why their so bad in bed]---oh he broke eye contact, she won.

“I want my lawyer” She hummed. “You're not under arrest, and I’m a psychiatrist not a cop, so why do you feel that you need a lawyer?” he stood up, and paced around.

He pointed at her. “You–you're making fun of me is that It?-” he flipped the table, she just sat there calmly, luckily she managed to get his file off the table.

He started mumbling something, it sounded like a prayer of some kind, he started speaking louder and she heard it.

“Come to me, all you who labour and are heavy-laden and overburdened, and I will cause you to rest I will ease and relieve and refresh your souls”

He repeated the line over and over again, then the door opened.

Alice walked in, she walked towards the man.

“Refresh you–stay the hell away from me” he slapped her, but instead of getting mad about it Alice smiled and got out her cuffs.

“Sean Price, you are under arrest for assaulting a police officer, would you like me to read you your rights?” she asked sweetly as she cuffed him.

“No, I want my-”

“Lawyer yeah I get it”

Just then Frank poked his head In. “Sage is ready for you” Fleur sighed.

This was gonna be a long day…
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Barty almost dropped his phone.

Evan had just sent him a link to a google docs page with the caption, ‘Sample for my novel if you wanna read it’ he opened the link and read, after he was done he read it again. He couldn’t believe this was only a sample, he read over the murder scene again and got up.

He changed his clothes, grabbed his keys and walked to his car. He was feeling poetic tonight.
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It was rare for him to go out on a whim, but after what he just read he had to, he found someone that looked closest to the description as he could find,
offered her a ride home and knocked her out.

He put on his mask and got the flowers and the paint ready, then she woke up.

She was gagged so she couldn’t scream, and Barty felt a rush go through him, he’d been lacking inspiration or material, he had read both novel’s finish,
but now he had something, now he had a muse, you could call what he experienced as ‘Artist block’.

“There we are, how are you doing?” the girl's eyes widened as she saw him.

“You are one lucky girl, do you know why? Let me tell you, you are about to be killed in the most beautiful way possible” he got out a pair of scissors and read over the scene again, ‘Slim pickin’s’ by Sabrina Carpenter, was playing in the background.

“It says here I have to cut out your eyes with this, oh–sorry no I’m supposed to cut off most of your face, like your mouth and oh lord this is gruesome”
He went back to his tool bag and got out his chainsaw.

“This will do” he took the tap off of her mouth and before she could scream he started cutting, her tongue flew somewhere to the left and her teeth were going everywhere, he even took off her nose.

“--Since the good ones are deceased or taken, I’ll just keep on moaning and bitching” He sang along, the next steps were to tie her up in a bondage position, he could put the roses in her mouth,
okay she didn’t have one so the hole in her face, yeah that will do, next cut off her hands, feet, flip her eyes front to back, then—--
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{Day # 3. Nov. 6 2024, Times still running, but theirs is not, Once it starts it will never stop :) }

Raba hated going to court, sure he wins all the cases but he prefers to settle things with deals, but on the bright side the judge is—

“All Rise, for her honour Minerva Mcgonagall” as if he wasn’t already standing, as she sat down, it began, Alice arrested all three men, and all of them were being represented by ugh, Tom Riddle.

Just then Minnie spoke up. “Mr. Lestrange, these men are being charged with Assault, Knife violence, and Battery, Is that right?” He fixed his posture.

“Yes your honour, Mr. Price slapped Detective Fortescue-Black, Mr. Peterson threatened Detective Longbottom with a knife that he had no reason carrying outside of his butcher shop–”

“Objection”

“Mr. Riddle, save the Objections for the actual trial, continue”

“And Mr. Princeton slammed Caption Tonks against a wall and punched him” Minnie nodded.

“I’m guessing the defendants plead not guilty?” She fixed her glasses. “Yes your honour, by reason of mental insanity”

“On what grounds?” Raba looked at him to make sure he was joking.

He was not.

“Mr. Price has a long history of anger management issues, Mr. Peterson, is just getting over the death of his late mother he is mentally incapable of making rational decisions, and Mr. Princeton just got out of rehab”

He looked at Minnie. “Your honour forgive my bluntness but this is utter bullshite–”

“Mr. Lestrange, do not use that language in my courtroom, the defence will stand, Bail?”

Oh wait, this could work.

“Remand your honour” Riddle glares at him, probably realising his mistake.

“Your honour, My-”

“He just basically said his clients are flight risks, who knows if Mr. Price will have another burst of anger, and who knows if–” Minnie held up a hand.

“I’ve heard enough, Remand it is” Raba swore he could see the slight twitch of her lips.

Oh this was gonna be fun…
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He managed to catch up with her before she went home.

“You knew what you were doing” he smiled at her, as he got in the elevator. Once the door closed she spoke.

“Raba, Tom Riddle is a brilliant Lawyer and he will use any means necessary to win, but you are more suffisant, I suggest you do your research before the trial, also are you gonna tell me what you're up to or do I have to guess?”
His smile grew.

“You remember Those boxes that I told you about?”.....