Rosekiller

(The fall of the house of the house of Kingsman)

“Members of the jury, have you reached a verdict?” The judge's voice seemed to echo in the near empty courtroom.

“We have your honour” he nodded.

“What say you?”

The woman cleared her throat. “On the charges of; Battery and attempted murder. We the Jury find the defendant, Nymphadora Tonks….Guilty”

She heard her mum yelling behind her, but what they were saying is true beyond anything else, she would have killed that guy because he came close to—she turned around, both Sirius and Remus were there looking almost guilty. Why should they? They didn’t do anything wrong.

She then caught sight of Sirius’ stomach and she smiled, it was all worth it, she would do it again.

“When he’s born, tell him about me, yeah?” Sirius teared up, he got up and gave her the tightest hug he could.

“We’re gonna get you out” said Remus firmly, she knew they would, but she honestly felt a little–no Dora Tonks is never scared, Nymphadora might be but not her.

Never her.
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She had spent a few weeks in jail until a blonde woman came into the prison for a Psych evaluation.

When it was her turn, Dora made her way to the private room, the woman came in after her and sat down.

The woman spoke with a thick French accent. “I’m doctor Fleur Delacour, you must be Nypmadora?” she tensed up. “Just Dora, Doctor” she nods and writes something down.

“What are your charges?”

“Battery and attempted murder” she nods again. “Can you explain to me what happened? Some officers are known for passing bad judgement, just for the sake of sending people here, so what’s your side of the story?”

“My cousin is pregnant, we went to the mall that morning and I went to the bathroom, when I came back there was this guy hovering over him,
my cousin is trans, when he first got the news that he was gonna have a baby—-I had never seen him panic so much before,
his self esteem was already low so he didn’t need that guy bothering him,
when I started walking over the guy pulled out something sharp ... .I knew what he was going to do so I punched him around and I got that sharp thing and I yeah I nearly killed him” Fleur stared at her with interest.

The blonde hesitated but she put her hand over Dora’s cuffed one. And as light green met that of a blueish grey, she spoke.

“I’m going to get you out of here” her voice didn’t waver, and Dora believed her she really did.
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She woke up to the beeping of a machine next to her, her body hurt and her mouth felt dry, she knew she was in a hospital but why?

A warm feeling on her left hand got her attention, she looked down to see a messy head of blonde hair, she smiled as the other girl stirred,
When Fleur looked up, it took a few seconds but once she realised that Dora was awake she jumped, pulling the other girl into the best hug she had in a long time.

Then Fleur pulled back, despite having tears in her eyes, she scowled at her.

“How could you, actually how dare you end up in the hospital? In a coma no less you stupid, stupid—fuck what’s that word again?--Cow” Dora laughed and cupped her cheek.

“I’m happy to see you too sweet-pea” she slapped her hand away. “Do not call me that, I’m still mad at you”

Dora’s smile didn’t waver, in fact it grew, this was just how the other girl was and she would be lying if she said she didn’t find it endearing.

“Darling, what happened to Teddy?” Fleur went silent. She sighed, and wrapped into another hug.

“Someone took him, everyone is trying to find him, trust me, Ted has been working everyone to the bone, he had to give Frank and Alice a break because they’ve have been working ever since he went missing, what I need you to do now is rest”

She nodded, and leaned back onto her chest, while Fleur played with her hair.

“I dreamt about you” she mumbled.

“Oh? I hope you didn’t have that kind of dream in a hospital” she snorted.

“No–It was of the day we first met” Fleur hummed, a signal for her to continue.

“I remember going to bed that night thinking; maybe I would get out, and I did, thanks to the lovely Doctor Delacour”

“After you told me about Sirius, I couldn’t help but think about Bill’s brother Charlie. I remember it was a struggle for him too, so I sympathised” She smiled.

“I’m glad you did….How’s Sirius doing?”

“He didn’t accept it at first, and was convinced that he was still carrying him, then he went to scotland yesterday, and Poppy told him, now he’s ready to commit murder”

She held onto Fleur’s waist and hid her face in the other’s chest. Fleur chuckled.

“What’s gotten into you now?”

“I’m gonna dismember the guy that took him”

“I’ll help you hide the body” she looked up.

“Has anyone ever told you you're brilliant?” she shrugs.

“No one, but my wife” her heart hurt, what she would give to be this woman’s wife already.

“A wife, how scandalous, and you're here with me a mere peasant, what will the daily prophet say?” she pulls Dora up so that she’s practically laying on her.

“Trust me I couldn’t care less about the prophet, all that matters is my love for you” she felt her cheeks heat up.

“Awe, you're blushing” she scoffs. “Nope, It’s just the medication your being delusional”

Okay it might not just be the medication but who’s gonna call her bluff?
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She hummed along to the music in the kitchen, Alice had been forced to come home, and has been sulking about it in their room for the whole day now, and since she’s the best wife ever, Cissa’s gonna make her breakfast.

As she started plating she felt arms wrap around her waist, and she smiled.

“Good morning love, how are you?” she grumbled something about Cases and kissed Cissa’s cheek.

“I heard Dora woke up, since Ted already said hello, so did Andy and Bella, Fleur stayed with her, so I thought we could go there this afternoon with Siri and Remus, does that sound good?”
It’s weird she’s not the talkative one in the marriage, but she knows that Alice feels awful so this is the least she could do.
She heard a small sniffle and immediately turned around to face her, Alice rarely ever cried, and when she did it was out of frustration or—guilt.

“Ali, darling please look at me” she did, Cissa had never seen her cry so much.

“I’m—I can’t look at them Cissy, I haven’t found anything useful….. but that’s just like me isn’t it? I couldn’t help you after you got attacked and I can’t—I can’t bring Teddy home, I’m sorry”

Cissa wiped her wife’s tears, as the song changed to ‘Bewitched’ by Laufey, she then placed Alice’s hand on her hip,
placed her own on the other’s back, and intertwined their fingers, she guided her through a simple slow dance, she remembered the first time they did this exact thing when they first moved in,

Alice had been having a ruff day then too.

As the chorus played they danced in silence, she felt herself smile when she saw that Alice had calmed down.

“I love you….I know you think that you can’t do anything, but trust me after what had happened that night, being in your arms helped me more than anything else,
and I’m sure you’ll bring Teddy home,
so don’t apologise, look over all the evidence again and again until you get it right, because we both know you see something you just don’t have a clear enough mind”
When she tried to pull away Alice stopped her.

“Come on Ali you need to eat something”

“I can think of something else to eat” she glared at her. “Okay fine, I was talking about the pancakes”

“Not just any pancakes, it’s blueberry” The brunette’s face lit up.

“I know where else I can put–”

“Alice Liliana Fortescue-Black “ She gasped. “You did not just full name me, Narcissa Estella Fortescue-Black” she scoffed.

“You know what, we still have four hours until we have to go to St. Mungos, and trust me I’ll have you apologising in one”

“Is that a threat?”

“It’s a promise love”

Little did Cissa know it was going to be the other way around (Let’s be real this girl’s a pillow princess)...
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{____I love you}

He had listened to all of the messages but this one was the most replayed,
Raba had court today so he had to go looking for any and all information he could find on Daniel Kingsman, alone he might add.
he got bored halfway through and checked his phone, it was the last and second last message that really got his attention.

He didn’t know why Evan would blame himself for something he couldn’t control, the last message sounded like he didn’t even realise he was recording.

{Tell me every terrible thing you ever did, and let me love you anyway….}

A few times the words almost came out, in their most domestic moments he always thought maybe if he just told Evan he would be rewarded something greater, he would have Evan forever, but he couldn’t–he wouldn’t dare stain something as pure as Evan’s soul with the vile thing that is the blood on his hands.
(It might seem crazy what I’m about to say)

He put down his phone and got back to work. He couldn't get distracted now, he typed in the name Kingsman and an article popped up.

“The fall of the house of Kingsman” he whispered aloud, sounds like a reference to Edgar Allen Poe.

The more he read through the article the more questions he had, if this was the guy, what did he want with Evan, and why the hell was he so obsessed with Edgar Allen Poe the Bible and all that other shite, then he found it, he found the fucking cherry on top.

He dialled Raba’s number.

“Come on, come on pick up you little shite”

He picked up on the sixth try.

{What the hell Barty, I had to ask for a recess}

“Who the fuck cares I found something”

{Then make like a camel and spit it out}

He rolled his eyes.

“The Kingsman family are distantly related to the Rosier and the Black family, most of them died out in a fire back in eighty-six,
but there were four survivors, Alyssa, Damion, Mark and Michelle, They owned a hospital in france but lord did they catch on a lot of shite,
They all started getting arrested but Alyssa fled the country and went to Scotland where she met her future husbands yes plural, she was married eight times and had different children with all of them, she died after giving birth to her last child. Daniel Kingsman, the only one of her children with that last name”

{Okay, what's his connection to Evan?}

He sighed.

“Doesn’t have one but….wait, no, no-fuck”

{What’s happening?}

“It says here that Daniel Kingsman died in his sixth year of high school. How is that possible didn’t that guy say he was his brother in law?”

{Some really weird shite is going on, Barty, meet me at the park where you found your dear pop’s corpse}

“On it”

He hung up and packed his laptop in his bag, and made his way to the park.
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Raba was sitting on a bench when he arrived, he sat next to him with a sigh.

“So what now?” He doesn't make eye contact, Raba folds up the paper he was reading.

“Barty, have you ever watched ‘Sherlock’?” He tries to turn his head but the other man points in front of him, and Barty goes back to looking at the flowers.

“Yes, I watched it with James about sixty times now I’m sure, why?” he scoffs.

“Tell me, how did Kingsman die?”

“He fell off a bridge, again why did you ask abou-”

“I’m getting to that, loverboy” Barty rolls his eyes but waits for him to continue.

“Did they find a body? And If so, what was the cause of death?”

“They found a body with their head bashed in they said it was due to the fall, so that’s also how he died”
He hums.

“Now then, did anyone verify that it was Kingsman’s corpse, like with fingerprints and stuff?” he nodded.
“I’m looking at a paper if you nod again I will strangle you”

“God you're cranky in the mornings, what did you have a passionate night then all of a sudden wake up alone” Barty jokes.

But Raba didn’t answer, why the hell wasn’t he answering?

“Oh my god—”

“Enough about my love life, if you can even call it that, back to the task at hand” Barty sat up straight.

“Do you remember how season two of ‘Sherlock’ ended?”

“Yeah?”

“Tell me”

“To put it simply Sherlock fakes his death—wait your not actually saying that-”

“Daniel Kingsman was alive, Before I came here, yes I was in court but this morning I looked up his alleged Wife’s name” he hands Barty a file, he takes it.

He can hear the smile in the other’s voice as he talks.

“Imelda Ana Kingsman, born and raised in venezuela, died a few years ago along with her husband Daniel, but they had three kids, Irene Imelda Kingsman she attended Hogwarts as a slytherin along with her younger sister Matilda Harper Kingsman(Hufflepuff) and her big brother whom graduated a year prior, Spencer Philip Kingsman also a slytherin, and his connection to Evan is—”

“They took the same writing classes in college, he was his partner on a project, how did you get this?”

“I might have used the rabies shot trick again” Barty scoffed as he looked down at the file.

“Spencer Phillip–S.P, it was never the last name”

“Yeah, but I wouldn’t rule those three out, I need you to come with me”

“Where?” he finally turns to him, and the other man smiles.

“How good are your acting skills?”
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Remus glanced at Sirius, he had been quiet the whole drive to St. Mungos, at first he thought it was because of the little clips they watched last night of Teddy, but that wasn’t it, what else could it be?

They made their way to the elevator along with Narcissa and Alice, Sirius wasn’t quiet anymore he was actually talking with Alice, but Remus could see both of them struggling to smile.

They walked into the room Dora was in, Fleur was there trying to comb the older girl's hair, Dora tried to fight her off but she only had one hand to work with.

He kinda missed their bickering at the tiniest of things, it reminded him of Reg and James, or was it himself and Sirius?

“Are we interrupting?” asked Sirius, Dora flinched at the sound of his voice, he understood at times Teddy really sounded like Sirius.

When she saw him she immediately teared up, he walked over and gave her a hug.

“I’m so sorry, I was running him a bath and someone came up behind me, and I heard him–I heard him cry Siri I’m so sorry”

It broke his heart to see her like this, Dora was never the type to cry easily, in all the years he has known her he never once saw her like this.
It made her seem like a child.
He remembered one year on their anniversary Dora called him from Hogwarts and told him that some guy made fun of her name, Remus held her as she cried, and Sirius yelled at the boy's parents.

And in his humble opinion; the boy was being hypocritical, why would he make fun of a name as pretty as Nymphadora while his name is literally Dickerd

“It’s okay Dora, no one could have seen this coming, don’t work yourself up, we need you to be all better by the time he comes home, he’s gonna want to see his aunt Nymphy” she nodded.

“Remus” she said. “I-”

Before she could finish he shook his head. “Neither I nor Sirius blame you for what happened, we’re all glad you're safe, and we will find Teddy”She smiles.

“Aunt Cissy, Ali” Cissa gave her a hug, then whispered something in French, it made both Fleur and Sirius smile.

He vaguely caught it, something about ‘hair’.

“Yeah yeah, I’ll brush it later” mumbled Dora.

“Oh yeah, Evan made this for you” Sirius got out a large bowl, it was some kind of tradition, that if one of their family members is in hospital or is sick or something whoever is good at baking or cooking must send them something.

Another thing the black family loves is fruit, especially berries, Sirius loves blackberries, along with Regulus and Bella, Andy, Cissa and Pandora love blueberries, and Dora and Evan are apparently the only ones (Other than Raba) that likes strawberries.

Dora let out a gasp.

“Strawberry brownies…Sirius I will fight you for him, he is my favourite” He scoffed.

“I knew him first-”

“Don’t play that card, we both know who’s sweet sixteenth he catered for, don’t we?”

“Calm down you two, I remember him catering for my wedding” Cissa cut in with a smirk.

“He is Pandora’s brother–” Alice was cut off by her wife.

“She doesn’t count, she had his baking her whole life” Alice looked to Remus who just shrugged.

“You know, If he and Barty got married, then he would get his baking for life” said Remus with a smile, Fleur pinched the bridge of her nose.

“Why would you say that?” Dora looks at her wife to be with a weird glint in her eyes.

“You know, now that I think about it I’m willing to resort to insect for his baking, so darling-”

“No”

“Come on, remember that Raspberry cheesecake he made for your birthday?” Fleur considers this for a moment.

“Okay”

“Moony help me commit incest please” he smiles, and shakes his head.

“No”

“Fine–” Sirius pulls out his phone.

“Hi Cece, is it possible to adopt Evan?”

Oh god what did he start?
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Teddy doesn’t like the dark.

It’s been dark for a while now, and the scary man hasn’t been here in a while, but someone else has, a nice lady, she reminds him of papa a little, the nice lady said her name was Matilda,
But Teddy liked to think he was smart, and since he was smart he knew that anybody that wasn’t his parents or one of his parents friends,
weren’t good people especially if they took him away, he wonders if he could use that move Papa taught him, the one where you aim for the other person’s-what was it called again? Oh right.

Carotid artery, or something like that.

He saw a small light seep in from the door, Matilda walked in with a huge smile on her pale face, her light brown hair was tucked into a messy bun, and she had huge dark circles under her hazel eyes, the last time he saw her she was in a blue dress,
Now she was in a lacy black one, it reminded him of one of those housewives in the novels Dad reads to him.

“I have good news Teddy, since you’ve been such a good boy, Mister said I can take you to the house” he tilted his head.

“The one you talked about before, with the lake next to it?” she nodded enthusiastically.

She had talked a lot about this house by the lake, she usually called it ‘The kingdom by the sea’, he took note of that,
Uncle Reggie read him the poem ‘Annabel Lee’ It was a sad story, but the thing that caught him off guard was this ‘Mister’ one time she slipped and called him her brother, but that wasn’t it, it was the way she talked about him.

It was exactly how Dad talks about Papa, and how Uncle James talks about Reggie and so on, but talking like that about your brother major ew, but he didn’t comment on it, he hadn’t realised he didn’t talk much in the past few minutes, until he felt a cold hand on his head.

“Oh dear, you can’t be sick can you? Ugh-I told him we can’t leave you in here”

Did she think he was sick? This could actually turn out to be good for him, the faster he gets to that house the faster he can get to a phone, he already memorised both Papa and Dad’s numbers, plus Reggie’s just to be sure.

“I’m sorry, I don’t mean to cause you much trouble it’s just…I’m so cold” he looked up at her with the best teary eyes he could muster.

“Then let’s not waste anymore time” she then picked him up, and walked up the stairs leading out of the room.

Lets see where this ‘Kingdom by the sea’ really is.
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