Time of Healing ((Fenrir and Harriate only))

he didnt look up as he pushed some powder into the perculator "yer brother who else"

Harriate froze and shooke her head.
'I can't'

he looked up lazily from the task "youre going or do i have to use imperio on you?" he said quite lazily

'I'm not going and you can't make me.' harriate knew she sounded childish but she couldn't go. It would be better for Raith if she stayed away.

" 'fraid that aint gonna be an option riddle" he looked around the kitchen "breackfast"

'Not hungry.' She mumbled. She knew it was useless to argue with Fenrir but there was no way she could go.

"ill do ya a bacon buttie and we'll get going eh?" in his eyes it wasnt a reguest his voice was apparent in this

Harriate remained silent looking away from fenrir. The wolf in her told her to obey but that stubborn little human said no.

he buised himself with the fryng pans he prefered the muggle methods when cooking "theres some fresh cloths for ya in the bathroom if ya wanna clean up and get into some fresh cloths i guessed yer size when i bought them""

Harriate nodded and made her way to the bathroom. Ableit on wobbly legs. Just before she closed the door she whispered.
'I'm not going.' Before locikng the door and sitting in the corner of the bathroom.

"well hurry up then riddle " he later served up some large sarnies on the table with some drinks "you comin out"

She cried silently to herself in the bathroom. The same thoughts repeating in her head.
It's all my fault.
Why does everything alway's have to go wrong
Why doesn't anyone love me
Why do i always hurt the ones i love
Until finaly her minf settled on one thought.
'Im alone, i always have been and im always meant to be alone.'

after a minute or two he knocked on the door "oi riddle come on emo kid yer bacons gettin cold now hurry up"

'Im not going.'She replied weakly. Glancing at the window Harriate pulled trying to heave it open.

he heard a struggle and sighed "There bolted down riddle" he opened the door "cant get out like that

That didn't stop harriate. The only thought in her mind was that she had to get away. She banged on the glass trying to smash it.

"mahically sealed old magic to" he said lazily

She still didn't give up. Banging on the glass till her knuckles turned red. Without her noticing tears were slidding freely down her face. She felt so lost.

he came up behind her and did something he did not expect of himself,
he hugged her he wrapped both big arms round her small frame entraping her arms and rested his head on her shouder a hug plain and simple

At first Harriate struggled against him not wanting to be held. She didn't deserve it. but slowly her body grew weary and folded in on itself and she cried weakly into fenrir.

he held and kissed her head "cool off kiddo all wil be ok"

Eventualy she had worked herself up so much her body needed rest and she found herself fast asleep in fenrirs arms unconciously clutching his shirt tightly in her fingers. The trace of her previous crying still shining on her face.

he smiled ducked low and picked her up easily in his arms he stood right and carried her into the next room where he continued to eat his sandwich and read his book harriate still lying against him

Even in sleep Harriate clung to him tightly. Whilst she did not want anyone around she still craved from some sign of affection.
The peaceful sleep soon turned into nightmares and she whimpered, twitching.

he layed down the book and looked down at her and stroked her face and hair trying to sooth her