Molly didn't know what to do with the ominous letter. The owl was an average owl and the parchment was just a piece of parchment but the dark seal told her everything. It was a bearer of bad news and Molly knew it had something to do with Rose. But she was the protector, the sensible one that looked after everyone so she took that letter and braced herself for the worst.

It was almost physically painful when she read the words. Her stomach was rebelling and her eyes seemed to make it their personal mission to burn her face to death. And it was all because of one little word: dead.

According to this letter Rose Weasley was dead as decreed by the Wizarding Court for allowing the secret of wizarding to be spilt upon the muggle world. Molly want to shred the letter, she wanted to shred into a million little pieces in an effort to make that statement false.

So invested in her emotions that Molly didn't even notice when Lucy walked in the room. "What's wrong?"

Molly flinched at the question. What's wrong? Oh, so many things were wrong. Rose was dead. She now knew she could never tell Tony her secret and now she had to go back to England. But Molly didn't say any of that. Instead she handed the letter to Lucy and turned away as her sister's face fell.

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The next time Lucy and Molly made their way to Stark Towers it wasn't with the usual good cheer. In fact Molly didn't want to go at all but Lucy insisted that their friends needed to know. She didn't want them to know though. In fact she was feeling a bit resentful. The Avengers were part of the organization that signed Rose's death sentence and even though logically they didn't have a hand at it their mere fact of association made her blood boil. She knew it was the grief talking so she held her tongue as Lucy dragged her to Tony's.

In fact it was Lucy that called them all together, leaving Molly in awe. Lucy who is such a free spirit took an organizing role and Molly was grateful. She always took care of everything but when she got the news of Rose's death she fell apart. Lucy stepped up and she couldn't be gladder. It was more than just Rose's death, it was the secret of magic that also shook her core. Rose let it slip and now Molly was even more wary of letting Tony know about her heritage.

"What's wrong Mols?" Tony's voice broke through.

She froze as she looked around the room, her eyes settling on Lucy. She didn't want to say anything, to make it even truer, so she reached into her purse and took out the dreaded letter and handed to Tony.

She looked away as the news sunk in. She had already seen the look of grief in the mirror once too many.

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"Why is the funeral so official? I didn't think Rose was part of the British government?" said Bruce as they waited in Ministry cars.

"Her parents are closely affiliated with it," explained Molly.

"And Rose is not," pushed Tony.

"She was expected to be but no," said Molly. She knew that they knew the truth; about magic. But Tony, Bruce and Steve didn't know. It was Ironman Hulk and Captain America that were the ones privy to the truth.

"Expected to?"

"Aunt Hermione is part of the government and was part of this big organization and everyone always compares Rose to Aunt Hermione that is was just expected that Rose would be like her," said Lucy.

"Seems like a big shadow to escape from," murmured Tony.

"Miss Weasley we are arriving at the Ministry," the driver's voice called out.

"The Ministry? Why are we at the Ministry," said Steve.

"Rose's parents want to meet you," Molly said as she tried to assure them.

"They're still working?" Bruce said in a carefully controlled tone.

"The Minister is going to the funeral. We're all meeting there before going off," said Molly.

It only took a few more minutes before the car arrived at their destination. Molly couldn't stop fretting. She knew it was out of her hands but she could not help but worry. They were meeting her family, the people who helped shape her, but most importantly they were going to be introduced to her life.

Her father had owled her to let her know that they were going to take official measures in regards of the Avengers. They were closely integrated to their lives and it was only a matter of time before something was let slipped. They needed to take proper arrangement lest something like Rose happened again.

"A Ministry worker will lead you," the driver informed them as they stumbled out of the car.

It was time to face the music.

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"So you're telling me that Rose is not a product of scientific experiment?" Tony asked for the third time.

"For that last time Tony, no! She's a witch," Molly said.

"That's a harsh word," said Steve.

"It's what we are," said Lucy.

"We?"

"You honestly think that Rose is the only person with superpowers? Don't you think the government would have stopped her from working as a book shop helper?" said Molly.

"She could be a secret agent," Tony offered.

"Maybe you should just show them," suggested Percy. Molly and Lucy shared a look and with a huff Lucy took out her wand.

"What are you doing?" said Steve cautiously.

"Magic"

"You think a stick— " Tony stopped mid-sentence as Lucy shot some sparkles off her wand. They gaped a bit before they turned their heads towards Molly.

"Wait, if Lucy can do this…magic too does that mean you can too," said Steve.

She hesitated a bit before nodding in confirmation, "Most of our family can. There's a whole society of magic users, our family isn't the only one."

"How can a whole society be hidden? How can you hide something like this from the government?" Bruce asked with quiet curiosity.

"Magic," said Lucy, "It can do more than just pretty sparkles."

"Then why is Rose dead? If she can do magic couldn't she save herself?"

"She exposed the magic society," said a Ministry worker, "We have been successful in keeping our identity a secret and Rose broke one of our fundamental laws."

"So you killed her for it," Tony said in outrage.

"It was the kinder thing. She could have simply been Obliviated and had her wand snapped," the worker said as the girls gasped in horror.

"What's worse than death?"

"She would have had her memory erased and her wand snapped," said Molly.

"How is that worse?"

"Magic is a part of you. It marks you and Rose has lived her whole life surrounded by magic. To have something that encased her life so completely forgotten it would have changed her personality dramatically," said Lucy.

"And she would have lost a part of her without knowing what it is. A wand is…it's an extension of you. It chooses you and forms a bond. It would be like losing a limb or a friend and she would never know why she feels like that," added Molly.

"It doesn't change how wrong her death was," Tony continued stubbornly.

"We know," said Lucy.

"If you want to go to her funeral you have to swear not to reveal any aspects of the event. You could walk away now with a simply memory modification," said Percy.

"Why do we have to swear dad? We already know about magic," said Molly.

"It is simply procedure," Percy said as he put on his Ministry persona.

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"Are we at the Burrow?" Molly said incredulously.

"We are! Look I can see Victoire and Aunt Fleur," said Lucy as she joined Molly at the window.

"None of them look particularly sad," observed Bruce.

"Maybe Uncle George spiked the water or something?"

"Molly! Lucy! You're here. I really wish you didn't have to go so far away for work. Charlie is bad enough but you girls," Grand mum Weasley said as she all but dragged the girls out of the car.

"And you three," she said as she turned towards the men, "You all look like a gust of wind will carry you away. There's plenty of food at the house. Come on," she said as she steered them towards the Burrow.

"No one looks like they're going to a funeral," Steve commented.

"Oh? It's because Rosalind is here," said Al as he emerged from the house.

"Who is Cousin Rosalind? I never heard of her before," said Lucy.

"Rosalind Granger? She's our new cousin that is going to the States to study nursing," said Al.

"Wait, you mean…"Molly trailed off as Al beamed.

"That's brilliant! But how—I thought – when did this happened?"

"Dad pulled a few strings. Rosie is his god daughter after all," Al said with an eye roll.

"Jealously doesn't suit you Al," a voice said from the door.

"Rose!" was heard from the entire party.

"So magic brings people from the dead now," said Tony as he eyed Rose.

"Who said I died?"

"We got an owl— ("Owl?")—and then the Ministry said it was the lesser of two evils," said Molly.

"Well they had to get rid of American scrutiny. I mean the president knows and now the heads of the sectors know that official "Rose Weasley" is dead but they don't know about magic. They still think I was an experiment or something."

"Why did you have to "die"?" asked Bruce.

"Well it was either join the super heroes or face an inquiry at the Ministry," Rose shrugged.

"And you chose potential death over being a superhero?"

"We can't all be Ironman, Tony," teased Rose.

"You know?"

"Of course we know. It was really obvious, you know. I would think the Avengers would get a bigger budget to at least make an effort to hide your identities," said Rose.

"When did you find out?" asked Steve.

"I knew since the day I met you," said Rose bluntly, "It wasn't that hard."

"So you all knew about us and didn't tell us your secret," accused Tony.

"I knew," said Bruce.

"Lucy! You know we can't tell people," scolded Molly.

"But I wanted to be friends with Bruce. If I told him and he didn't believe me I would have just left it to the Ministry," said Lucy.

"See! Lucy knows you have to start a relationship based on truth," said Tony.

"You really aren't paying attention today. She said she would have let the Ministry take care of me. They would have modified my memory but Lucy wouldn't have lost anything. If Molly did that she would lose her boyfriend," said Bruce.

"And you really can't talk. From what I know you never told Molly your little secret," added Al as he watched the scene unfold.

"So my secret isn't the reason why you left," Steve asked Rose from the side as Tony was teased from all sides.

"No, it was all me. I should have just told you," admitted Rose.

"Yes, you should have," agreed Steve.

"Why didn't you want to be a super hero?" Tony cut in.

"It would defeat the purpose of leaving England," said Rose.

"Why did you leave? I mean your entire family is here and you could have been part of the magic community here," said Bruce.

"You need to meet the family first," said Al, "Everyone is here so you have the perfect opportunity. Just don't go with Aunt Fleur, she's not fond of Americans."

As they turned to leave Rose grabbed Steve, leaving them separated from the crowd. She really didn't want to subject Steve to an interrogation from the Weasley men. Not when things were still in a shade of grey.

"So do you want to go get coffee or something?"

Steve looked at her with a face full of shock.

"We can talk about you being an Avenger and me being a witch," Rose said with a smile as she recalled their first conversation.

He only hesitated for a moment, before he answered.

"Yes."

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A/N: Very late and I'm sorry but life happens. I'm abroad for the year and as the semester ended I got busy going around trips as my friends prepared to go back to the States.

Hopefully you enjoyed the ending. I have an alternative ending planned out and outlined but I'm not sure when I will put it up in Wonderwall.

Thank you for all the favorites and follows and to everyone who has reviewed the story.

That being said I would love to hear your thought on this chapter. It's a bit fragmented so I'm not too sure what the will be. I'm happy with this ending, it's a happy ending all around even if it left a lot of unanswered question. But I plan to make a couple of one shots that will address the issues swept under the rug.