Chapter 2
Hari is looking around at her companions to gauge what kind of mood they are in due to this chain of events. Viktor is looking around taking in the guest area that they are staying in. Cedric is pacing deep in thought about what has happened. Fleur is sitting by Hari and looks at herself in disgust, she notices that none of the Dwarves has grabbed an individual room, so she stands and goes to look in them. When she finds one, she wants she rushes back over to Hari.
Looking at the younger girl she grins, “I could use a bath, what about you? The baths in the rooms are big enough to share and the room I found has a big bed in it, we could share the room.”
Hari looks at her and nods, “That sounds good, and I would like to be clean, get the blood off of me.”
Viktor looks over at her and grabs her hand, “How are you feeling? Any tremors? What about dizziness?”
Hari shakes her head, “No I feel fine, a little achy but nothing else.”
Viktor waits a moment to see if she is shaky and nods when he doesn’t feel anything, “Good.”
Hari, “Why?”
Viktor, “The cruciatus curse if held for very long can cause permanent damage if not treated right away, and the longer it is held no treatment can reverse the damage.”
Hari gulps and nods in understanding at his statement. He squeezes her hand and goes back to looking around the rooms. Cedric is holding the Triwizard cup and thinking to himself how the portkey magic in it could have brought them to another world. The two girls head into the room to take a bath. Viktor joins Cedric in sitting on the chairs in the common area for guests. The Dwarrow keep an eye and ear on the two young men.
Viktor, “What are your thoughts on this,” gestures to the cup.
Cedric, “No witch or wizard would be powerful enough to do this.”
Viktor nods, “Something or someone else interfered then”, thinks, “it could have been Lady Magic.”
Cedric looks startled, “Lady Magic, why would she do so?”
Viktor, “Because at least one if not all of us needs to learn something.”
Ori the curious Dwarf that he is clears his throat breaking the ice, “Are you Istari?”
They look over at them and Cedric asks, “Istari?”
Bilbo, “He wants to know if you are wizards.”
Viktor nods, “Yes we are wizards.”
Balin, “You are young still, you can’t be adults yet.”
Cedric, “Back in our world we are considered adults, well three of us are, Hadriana is still considered a child.”
Bofur looks them over, “How old are you all?”
Viktor, “Cedric, Fleur and I are 17, Hari is 14. With the tournament…”
He is cut off as the Dwarrow start yelling and bemoaning about children all alone in the forest and fighting Trolls. Viktor and Cedric look at each other amused and they clear their throats trying to get their attention with no luck whatsoever. Viktor nods to a room that has two beds in it, and they make their way into the room to take their own baths. Bombur rolls his eyes and begins to cook breakfast for them in the kitchenette that is in the suite.
In the room that Fleur chose for her and Hari, the two of them stare in wonder at the spacious rooms that make up the one they are going to share. They head to the bathroom and stare at the waterfall that is constantly filling the large inground tub. They look at each other and grin before stripping off. Hari sets her clothes to the side and climbs in sighing at the warmth as she sits on the ledge that runs around the inside edge of the bath.
Fleur, “I’ll join you in a moment, I’m going to clean and repair our clothes first.”
Hari nods, “Sure,” as she grabs a bottle of flowery smelling soap or oil and begins to wash herself of the grim and blood that is on her, “Fleur, why do you think we were brought to another world?”
Fleur, “I do not know but we will find out.”
Hari nods and stands walking into the center of the tub so she can duck under the water and scrub at her hair. Fleur finishes up and climbs in joining her. Hari stands and her back is exposed to the older teen, Fleur has to hold in a gasp and a shout of anger at all of the scars on the back of the younger teen. Fleur diverts her attention to cleaning herself before Hari can realize that she saw her back, she is sure the younger girl has hidden them for a reason.
Hari, “I wonder where we are.”
Fleur nods, “That is a good thing to know, and I am sure we will find out soon enough.”
Hari nods and walks out once she is clean, she casts a drying charm on herself and proceeds to get dressed, “I wish I had a comb.”
Fleur smiles, “I will teach you some hair care charms to help with your hair.”
Hari smiles, “That would be nice thank you.”
Fleur smiles and waves her off, “It is no problem, I have come to see you as another sister,” she climbs out drying herself off and getting dressed, she catches the tears that Hari won’t let fall.
They walk into the bedroom and Fleur sits her in front of the mirror and teaches her charms for combing/brushing hair and ones that will do different styles and even colors. Hari smiles that someone is taking the time to show her these things even if it is with the use of magic. They don’t rejoin the others until after Viktor and Cedric return from the room they have claimed.
Bombur sees them and smiles, walking over he offers a plate to both of them. Hari looks at him in shock and confusion that she tries to hide, but he sees it all the same. She looks up and sees the kitchenette with unprepared food and pulls on a small smile.
“Thank you, but I can make my own and I was able to pick some berries before we had to run,” pops a strawberry into her mouth.
Bombur, “Go ahead and take it lass, you and your friends deserve this and more for saving us,” he sees another shocked look that is gone just a quick as it appeared.
Fleur takes both plates, “Thank you,” she nudges Hari over to where Cedric and Viktor are sitting and eating.
They sit down and she sits the plate in front of the younger girl. Hari takes it but thinks to herself that he is strange for an adult. Fleur begins to eat and nudges Hari to do the same. She slowly begins to eat but watches the new people to see what they will do. They begin to eat quietly conversing in their family groups. Bilbo looks around and joins the four young Istari with a smile. They all smile at him except Hadriana, she pulls her plate a little closer to herself, this action even as small as it is didn’t go unnoticed.
Bilbo, “I have heard that Rivendell has an excellent library, you might be able to see if there is anything that can help you get home.”
Cedric nods, “Thank you for the information, we will check it out.”
Bilbo, “Your welcome, I am sure the elves will have something to help you.”
Hari, “I can go and research.”
Dwalin clears his throat, “Someone should go with you, you shouldn’t walk around alone.”
Hari rolls her eyes, Fleur laughs, and the guys roll their eyes. This causes the others to look at them curiously.
Viktor, “She can handle herself, not that she would need protection here.”
Dori, “It’s not right, she is a lady and a child she should have someone to protect her.”
Fleur, “There is magic guarding this place and it is protective, evil cannot exist here unless it is brought in.”
Cedric nods, “Not to mention all of the things she has survived including stealing from a dragon, she will be fine here.”
The company stops at that and stares at them with horrified looks before they start yelling. Thorin yells for everyone to quiet down. It takes a couple of minutes before everyone does so.
Thorin, “They can tell their stories later, her companions are confident in her skills and the magic in this place then we will trust their judgement on the matter, the rest of us need to eat breakfast and bathe before possibly taking a small nap or rest.”
The other Dwarrow don’t like it but agree with their leader. Bilbo finishes his meal first and goes to the room that he has found that has hobbit sized furnishings. One by one they take their plates to the Ur Family, Hari takes hers over and hands it to Bombur with a thank you, she may not trust adults, but she knows to be polite, Bombur nods and takes it from her. She heads to the door to find the library, as she walks by Fleur casts a silent diagnostic spell to get her full medical history, the scroll appearing in her hand under the table, the spell finishes right as the younger girl exits the room. By this time the three young wizards are alone, Fleur excuses herself to the room her and Hari claimed stating the need for a nap. Cedric and Viktor nod and let her know they are going to go explore and see if they can find any information. Once in the room with shaking hands Fleur unrolls the scroll and begins to read. As she reads, she becomes angry at what her new friend has gone through during her short life. She begins to pace wondering how everything went unnoticed by everyone.
The Dwarrow found a large communal bath, they are cleaning and splashing around. Bombur is talking with his brother and cousin about the reactions he saw on Hari’s face when he gave her the food he prepared.
Bombur, “It’s definitely strange that’s for sure, to me something is going on that isn’t normal.”
Bofur, “For one we are strangers to them of course they are going to be suspicious, and her mistrust of adults leans towards abuse.”
Bombur, “She was shocked that I gave her food.”
Bifur, “She also seemed to watch us and hovered once she started eating like we would take it away from her.”
Bombur, “That’s barbaric, children are gifts to be cared for.”
Bifur, “Some Men don’t value children like we do.”
Bofur, “Most we can do is keep an eye on her and try to help when we can.”
Bombur nods in acceptance of what his family is saying. Cedric and Viktor have walked in sit close to where Fili and Kili are. They begin to ask about the world the four came from. They answer the questions asked, and the others listen in as well. Gandalf has joined them and begun to ask questions of his own.
Kili, “So are you two courting either of the ladies you are with?”
Cedric, “No.”
Kili, “Why not they are both attractive for children of Men?”
Viktor, “It has nothing to do with that,” sighs, “Hadriana is the last of the Potter line which makes her heiress to The Most Ancient and Noble House of Potter, her godfather has listed her as his heiress as well which makes her heiress to The Most Ancient and Noble House of Black, if that wasn’t enough, she is famous in our world. Most that want to court her would do so out desire for what her fame and status could bring to them.”
Cedric nods, “Oh my father would be thrilled, but she’s also still young and learning about our world.”
Viktor, “She has also done better in the tournament then most her age would have done.”
Cedric, “That is very true, and not surprising either considering that last year she learned how to cast a corporeal Patronus, it is a stag.”
Viktor, “Fleur is at least ¼ Veela which means she has a mate, she is from a respected family, and will have her own fame as well once we return.”
Cedric, “We will all have some fame when we get home.”
Fili, “Because of the tournament that you four have mentioned.”
Cedric nods, “Yes, of course Viktor is also famous as well because of Quidditch.”
Fili gives them a curious look as the Dwarrow dry and get dressed. The group heads back to their rooms and Cedric explains Quidditch to them. They enter the room to see Fleur pacing with a scroll in her hand.
She sees them enter and walks up to Cedric and shoves the scroll into his chest speaking in French, “How did none of you notice!”
He looks at her confused responding in French as well, “Notice what?”
Fleur, “The abuse!”
Cedric looks even more bewildered, “What abuse are you talking about?”
Viktor keeping up with them, “Fleur what is on that scroll?”
She looks over at him, “It’s a diagnostic, when I healed her earlier, I noticed some scars,” hands the scroll to Viktor, “and when we were bathing, I noticed her back is covered with them. So, before she left, I cast a diagnostic charm on her.”
The others are watching them curious about the new language they are hearing. Cedric and Viktor read over the scan and sit down. Viktor’s face clearly displays his anger at the situation. Cedric goes paler than someone close to death. They both sit down in slight shock.
Cedric looks at Fleur and slipping back into English, “Let me get this straight, you are telling me that Albus Dumbledore left, Adrianna Venus Potter, Savior of the Wizarding World, The Girl Who Lived, Heiress to the Potter and Black lines, in the care of muggles that abused her. One of them being her mother’s sister at that.”
Fleur’s eyes glow her Veela is on edge as she hisses out, “Yes!”
Cedric, “He’s the leader of the light.”
Viktor, “Those that are light can fall to darkness or what you have seen is the face he raised you all to believe in. In adapting to Dumbledore’s way of learning England has forgotten that, look at Wingardium Leviosa it is a light spell usually used to levitate things onto shelves and such, correct.”
Cedric nods, “Yes.”
Fleur, “When we got here Hari used it to float that large cooking pot to hit the Troll, and it would not have woken back up.”
Viktor, “Now look at the Imperious curse, in England you have it listed as illegal, but in Bulgaria our healers use it to keep people from committing suicide, and our Aurors have used it to stop murderers from killing others.”
Cedric deep in thought, “So you are saying it’s all about intent.”
Fleur nods, “Yes.”
Cedric, “So it’s possible that we are not only here to learn something, but to protect someone as well.”
Viktor, “Correct.”
Bombur, “I knew it! I knew something was more wrong than what we were seeing, when I gave her the breakfast, I cooked she gave me a look of shock but there was also fear there as well.”
Balin clears his throat, “Before we go more into this, I would like to remind you all that we have yet to introduce ourselves properly,” he bows, “I am Balin, son of Fundin, at your service.”
“Dwalin, son of Fundin, at your service.”
“Gloin and this is my brother Oin, sons of Groin, at your service.”
“Dori,” “Nori,” “and Ori, sons of Rori, at your service.”
“Bofur” “and Bombur, sons of Tofur, at your service.”
“Bifur, son of Gofur, at your service.”
“Fili” “and Kili, sons of Dis, daughter of Thrain, son of Thror, at your service.”
“Thorin Oakenshield, son of Thrain, son of Thror, king under the mountain at your service.”
One by one the Dwarrow bow as they introduce themselves.
“Bilbo Baggins, at your service.”
“And I am Gandalf the Gray.”
Cedric bows, “Cedric Diggory, heir to the House of Diggory.”
“Viktor Krum, heir to the House of Krum.”
“Fleur Delacour, next Duchess of the Delacour Veela. Our young friend is Lady Hadriana Venus Potter, Lady of the Most Ancient and Noble House of Potter, Heiress to the Most Ancient and Noble House of Black, Vanquisher of the Dark Lord Voldemort, Savior of the Wizarding World, and The Girl Who Lived.”
Cedric, “Best not let her know you’ve told them, she hates all but her heiress titles.”
Fleur nods, “That’s why I told them now instead of later when she would be here.”
Oin nods and holds his hand out towards the scroll, “Now that introductions are out of the way, I am a healer what can I do to help.”
Fleur, “We were injured in a competition, I was healing her and noticed some scars, when we got here and took a bath, I noticed her back is covered in them, and when she decided to leave for the library on her way by me, I cast a diagnostic charm that would give me her full medical history.”
Viktor hands him the scroll. Oin begins looking at it as he starts to unroll it, his face pales then turns red with anger, and the more he reads the more his face flips from white to red.
Cedric looks to his friends, “No Auror has a list of injuries that long, not even Mad-Eye Moody, and he’s missing a leg, an eye, some fingers, and has a chunk of his nose missing!”
Oin shakes his head, “She is very lucky to be alive, she will never gain the height that she would have had, and I guarantee that she has emotional scars as well. Though that is obvious with her trust issues towards adults.”
Thorin looks at everyone gathered, “I have a feeling that this is going to be a very long story and we shouldn’t discuss anything more without your young companion present. I suggest everyone get a nap in before lunch or proper rest is you can get it before dinner if you can since none of us had any sleep last night. Dwalin, Balin you two will take a watch with me, the rest of you get some sleep.”
Gandalf shakes his head, “Thorin you are safe here no need for a watch to be set.”
Thorin, “I will not lower my guard around Elves.”
Gandalf huffs and walks out of the guest wing. The others break off and select rooms or in the case of the young wizards and witch the rooms they already claimed. Thorin keeps watching the main door with a sad look in his eyes. Balin is reading the scroll that Oin handed to him and becomes deeply disturbed by what is revealed to them. Dwalin is looking around the common area for the guest wing to keep an eye on the surroundings.
“How bad is it?”, Thorin asks shifting his gaze to Balin.
“If her guardian was a Dwarf, we would take every bit of hair off his body and he would be killed immediately,” Balin looks at his king and cousin, “I have never seen a village of Man that would allow this level of abuse to go on.”
Dwalin, “That is very severe then.”
Balin, “At the age of five she was poisoned by her guardian.”
Thorin and Dwalin look at him in shock.
Balin nods, “It’s all here with ages as well, malnourished, beaten, attempts to kill, bruises, broken bones, and it keeps getting worse.”
Thorin looks at him, “Worse?”
Balin shakes his head, “No attempt at that laddie.”
Thorin visibly relaxes and nods.
Dwalin, “That isn’t right she’s a child, whoever did that to her is a monster.”
Thorin, “We don’t say a word that we know, let her come to us. The first step would be to gain her trust so she can open up to us.”
Balin and Dwalin nod and the trio goes quiet. Soon they are joined by a refreshed Ori who sits and begins working on his book detailing the journey so far. Bilbo wakes and starts looking for things to make tea and lunch with. Slowly everyone wakes from a short nap very refreshed. Bombur joins Bilbo in making lunch.
While that has been going on Hari is looking for the library and giving the adults that she sees suspicious looks. She eventually pulls out her wand and casts the point me spell to find the library. She heads there directly and walks in and thinks to herself, ‘Hermione would love this.’ Looking around she sees no one at first but then hears hushed whispers. Wand in hand she walks to where she hears them and sees two identical elves that look like they are planning a prank. They switch books and scrolls around. ‘Well maybe they are doing the prank currently,’ she thinks to herself.
Elrohir, “Quick now if Erestor catches us we are in big trouble with father.”
Elladan, “I’m more scared of Erestor,” looks up and around and sees Hari, “oh twin of mine we have been caught by a wee one.”
Elrohir, “Estel, if you keep this a secret, we will help you skip lessons for a week.”
Elladan, “Twin of mine...”
Elrohir, “Don’t worry Estel will keep our secret...”
Elladan, “The wee one is a little darling not a little fella.”
Elrohir looks up sharply and hits his head on his brothers chin. Both hiss in pain and start shoving each other and blaming the other as well. This turns into a light tussle that almost knocks the books off the shelves. Hari laughs being reminded of Fred and George at the beginning of the year trying to enter the tournament. This causes both of them to stop and straighten up.
Elrohir, “I am Elrohir,” bows.
Elladan, “and I am Elladan,” bows
Together, “we are the twin sons of Lord Elrond and would be forever in your debt if you could keep what you have seen between us.”
Hari nods with a smile on her face at their foolishness, “I can but I need help, you see my friends and I are from another world, and we would like to find a way home. Also, maybe some history of where we are at would be nice.”
Elladan, “That is an easy request…”
Elrohir, “yes a very easy request.”
With that they start to grab some books for her. She shakes her head and watches imagining if they met her twins what they could do. They step in front of her with some books.
Elladan, “These are history books, our father keeps books on magic in his personal library…”
Elrohir, “We would be happy to take these to the guest wing for you.”
Hari shrugs, “I guess it would be better if my friends helped me as well especially with that many books.”
The twins grin, “Lead the way my lady.”
She rolls her eyes but turns and heads back to the guest wing using the point me spell. The twins raise their eyebrows but say nothing because they know that this is different from Gandalf’s magic. The three walk quietly to the guest wing and when they get there Hari opens the door. The Dwarrow look up when the door opens, the twins walk in and place the books on a table, bow with a flourish, and leave with a smile in their eyes. Hari snickers and laugh as the door closes. She grabs a book and plops down on some pillows that are on the floor by the windows.
Bombur looks up from fixing lunch for them and smiles when he sees she is back with them. Hari looks over the top of her book and watches them with apprehension. She doesn’t know them, their rules, or their punishments, and that is a situation she can’t trust. Fleur smiles and joins her with another book. Cedric and Viktor follow suit and grab a book as well and join them. The four focus on reading the history books provided to them.
Bombur smiles and looks at Hari, “Lunch is done, come and get some before the others.”
Hari turns her suspicious look on him, “I’m fine with waiting for the others to get theirs first.”
Bombur frowns, “Nay come eat, you’re a growing lass, and as long as you’re with us you will eat first.”
Fleur nudges her, “Go ahead and get something to eat.”
Cedric nods, “Come on we will get food for the four of us,” stands and holds his hand out to her.
Hari chews on her bottom lip as she looks at the three students that she has come to know and consider as friends. Fleur and Viktor watch her and wait for Hari to act. The others subtly watch them to see what she does. Hari eventually nods and slides her hand into Cedric’s hand, and he helps her up. They walk over to the kitchenette where Bombur happily gets them four plates ready, and when they have them, they join the other two sitting by the window.
Bombur, “When you’re done if you are still hungry just come over to me or my brother Bofur and we will make sure you get plenty of food.”
Three of them nod while one stares into her bowl. The others are soon standing in line to get food. They are all eating and chatting with each other while Fili and Kili goof off like a pair of 5-year-olds.
Hari groans and looks at Cedric, “They’re like Fred and George, same with those twins that brought the books in for us,” this causes them both to laugh.
Kili looks over, “Fred and George?”
Hari smiles at them it comes easier than what is shown to the older Dwarrow, “Yes they are my housemates at school, troublemakers the both of them, and they want to open a prank shop.”
Fili, “Pranks what kind of pranks?”
Hari grins, “Well they are all of the time giving the wrong name to anyone and everyone, their younger brother Ron had a stuffed bear when he was younger and they turned it into a spider, they created sweets that make you ill one sweet they have is called The Ton Tongue Toffee,” smiles softly, “my cousin got ahold of it and his tongue swelled up and became four feet long by the time my aunt and uncle let their dad fix it.”
Kili, “So that grin do you fancy one or both of them?”
Hari makes a sour face, “It’s not like that, they are like brothers too me, same with their brother Ron.”
Fili, “And we remind you of them?”
Hari, “Very much so.”
Kili grins, “Well then let us tell you about the time that we dyed Fili’s hair.”
Hari leans a little closer to them, “Did you mother get you confused?”
Fili grins, “Yes until she caught on to the fact, I kept dying it and found out how we were doing it.”
Hari, “Fred and George like to switch places on people even their mother.”
Cedric, “Not hard to do when they have 7 kids poor Molly is always busy.”
Fili and Kili choke, “Seven kids?!”
Cedric nods, “Six boys and one girl, there’s William but he goes by Bill, Charles he prefers Charlie, Percy, Fred and George, Ronald or Ron, and Ginevra or Ginny.”
Fili, “That’s a lot of kids.”
Cedric nods, “Yes most of us consider them lucky most of our families don’t have more than one or two, most of that is because of the last war, people either died or were injured.”
Kili nods, “Mum is considered lucky with having two children 5 years apart.”
Viktor, “So you dyed your hair to trick your mother.”
Fili nods and grins, “Yes, every time she called for one of us, we both answered.”
Hari snorts, “That’s funny.”
Kili, “We even showed up to each other’s classes, so they had to teach us together.”
Fleur, “I say your professors were upset to say the least.”
Fili, “Professors?”
Hari, “The Wizarding World calls their teachers professors.”
Kili grins, “Oh Balin was not happy about it at all.”
Balin nods and adds in, “Oh I wasn’t happy, but Dwalin was the one that was more unhappy than I.”
Dwalin, “Aye, they have different fighting skills and didn’t realize that they had switched until they were trying each other’s weapons.”
Kili, “I do have to admit that that was a mess, that’s actually how we were found out.”
Fili, “I am not gifted with the bow, but Kili is, and I picked up his bow and hit Kili in the calf with an arrow.”
Hari snickers and the boys grin at each other and the adults nodded in approval. They just found a way to hopefully open her up to the group. They sit and talk while they eat. A knock is heard as they are cleaning up lunch, Bofur goes to answer it. On the other side is an elf maid with some clothes.
“My name is Morwyn, Lords Elladan and Elrohir said that there were a couple of young ladies with you and that they may need clothes. Lindir also said they didn’t have any traveling packs. We went through the clothes and hope we have found some to fit them properly for dinner and we can also make them some clothing as well.”
Bofur nods, “Aye I think the lasses would appreciate some different clothes than what they have.”
Morwyn nods and walks into the room, “Which room are they staying in and Lindir will be bringing clothes for the young lords.”
Fleur and Hari head over and Fleur gestures to the room, “We are staying in here,” Morwyn nods and they walk in.
Morwyn hands a pale blue dress to Fleur and a red and gold dress to Hari. They slip behind a screen to change Fleur is the first to finish and heads out. Morwyn walks around her to see if any adjustments need to be made. Hari walks out and looks in the mirror.
Fleur sees her and smiles, “You look beautiful.”
Hari, “I do?”
Morwyn walks over after taking Fleur’s measurements and making sure nothing needs to be adjusted, “You do these colors suit you,” she begins to check for adjustments and measurements for Hari.
Hari watches Fleur to keep her mind off of an adult being so close.
Fleur, “This suits you better than the dresses that we have back home.”
Hari blushes, “They are more comfortable than what we have, maybe I can start a fashion trend when we get back.”
Fleur nods, “They would wear it because you are.”
Hari lost in thought, “I have never had hand me downs this nice that fit right,” she then inhales sharply realizing what she just said.
Fleur, “Calm down it is okay.”
Hari shakes her head and Morwyn stands up, “What you have just said will not leave this room, as a Lady-In-Waiting it is my duty to keep all secrets that are revealed to me. Do you have ladies in waiting where you are from?”
Hari takes a deep breath and nods, “Yes, but…”
Fleur cuts her off, “They are not the adults we have back home.”
Hari, “But...”
Fleur cuts her off again, “I’m not asking for full on trust, but you need to work on it, not every adult is going to hurt you.”
Hari, “How do you know?”
Fleur grins, “The Dwarves we are with are the biggest paranoid group I have ever meet, I think if you asked, they wouldn’t let you walk ever again and carry you everywhere.”
Morwyn, “Your secrets are safe with me, while you are here, I will be your attendant, I have your measures, and nothing needs to be adjusted. I will take your measures to the seamstresses and have more clothing made up for you,” she bows and leaves them be.
Hari looks at Fleur, “I don’t know if I can, adults have done nothing but let me down.”
Fleur, “We will work on it, and I will help you,” hugs her close, “you are a little sister to me now and I will not let anyone hurt you again, I don’t know how you have lived so far but you have been hurt, and when you are ready, I am here for you.”
Hari nods, “We should get back out there.”
Fleur nods and heads to the door with Hari following her and they open the door. The others look up to see what they look like. The girls walk out and over to where they were sitting before.