The past two days at the Dursleys" house had been equally relaxing and distressing. Rose felt free to indulge in the fatigue of her pregnancy and sleep as much as she wanted, but during her waking moments, all she could think about was what had become of Scorpius and the Children of Salazar. The more time passed, the more her fears grew. The news she heard on the Muggle television about a homeless man being brutally stabbed in an abandoned building in London didn't help either. They talked about knife wounds, a typically Muggle weapon, but for some reason, Rose couldn't help but think of Lily and her seventeenth birthday.