Harry laughed as Luna pulled him through the trees.

"Look! Look! The Nargles! There they are! Can you see them Harry? Can you?" The excited young blonde rambled. And in that moment Harry realised he could see them.

"I CAN see them Little Moon." He said slight disbelief evident in his voice. Luna squealed happily and hugged the emerald eyed boy.

"Luna Lovegood! Harry Potter! Where are you?" A voice called. Luna giggled sheepishly.

"C'mon Little Moon." Harry sighed and pulled his best friend back towards the house.

"Hiya Jake." Both friends said as they came into view of the stressed man.

"There you two are! Don't run off again." Jacob Hart told the two exasperated.

"Yes sir."

Luna crossed her legs humming as she threaded the daisies together. Lola James watched from the window as Harry plaited Luna's hair. "She's got him wrapped around her finger." Kiera Daniels commented absently as she saw what Lola was looking at.

"Mm. I just wish we knew what was supposedly WRONG with them. They seem perfectly fine to me. Apart from that scar of Harry's." Lola said with a sigh. Kiera nodded in agreement and joined her colleague in watching the blonde and black haired friends.

Slowly Luna's humming began to form into words. She sang softly but the carers could see Harry listening in joy. To their utter astonishment a soft golden glow, barely able to be seen, surrounded the children. Lola and Keira let out gasps of shock as they began to lift- slowly, slowly- off the ground.

Luna let out a laugh as she realised she was floating. "Harry! The Chinklows are helping us fly!" She squealed happily. Harry grinned at his friend. Then she uncrossed her legs and stood up- on air. Clapping her hands Luna twirled round, blonde hair swirling out behind her. Harry sat and watched as she span; slow at first, getting faster and faster. She truly looked like an angel.

Nearby a little girl looked up from her book to see the object of the happy laughter. Her eyes widened as she saw the floating girl dancing. The girl looked happy. Maybe one day she would be happy.

As Hermione Granger watched Luna Lovegood dancing on air, Harry Potter happened to look over and see her. Knowing Luna was happy dancing for the time being he stood up and walked over to the girl. Reaching the road Harry jogged over and sat next to her, startling the brunette. "Hello. What book you reading?"

The girl stared at him for a moment and Harry wondered whether he should just go when; "The Hobbit. It's a very good book. One of my favourites but I have so many it is hard to choose. Is that your sister dancing?" The girl asked.

Harry nodded. "Yeah. She's Luna, I'm Harry." The girl smiled.

"Hermione Granger. Pleasure to meet you." They shook hands.

"Come on. Come meet Luna." Harry pulled Hermione to her feet and they crossed the road to where Luna was standing.

Harry smiled sheepishly when he realised she knew he had left. "Sorry Little Moon. I know I shouldn't have left. It's a Saturday. Our day together. But Hermione looked lonely." He tried to explain.

"Oh I'm not upset. I could tell that Mia wanted company. It's Kiera and Lola you should be worried about." And indeed the two young women were coming out of the house looking rather cross but also rather amazed.

"Harry James Potter, you KNOW you're not supposed to cross the road alone." Kiera began to berate the six year old boy.

"But we'd like to talk to you both in the office. Miss?" Lola looked at Hermione.

"Granger." She supplied.

"Miss Granger I'm ever so sorry but is it possible for you to go home? We urgently need to speak with Luna and Harry." Lola told the young girl.

Hermione's eyes widened in panic and she shook her head quickly. "It's f-fine I'll go but not home. I'm not going home." She refused. Kiera and Lola exchanged suspicious looks. Something was going on here.

"You have to go home Miss Granger. It's not safe for a child of your age to be wandering the streets." Kiera told her.

"Please not home. Please don't make me go home. I'll be fine for a while. I swear. Just please please please don't make me go home." Hermione pleaded.

Lola and Keira looked at each other again. Something was DEFINITELY not right here. "Harry, Luna go to your room please. Hermione would you mind coming through to the office?" Lola took charge. Harry and Luna nodded and ran up to their rooms.

Hermione muttered under her breath; "anything to get out of going home."

Hermione sat on the chair swinging her legs back and forth as she looked at pictures of the house residents. Harry and Luna where in them from babies and they were never seen apart. "Hello, Hermione Granger?" A male voice asked. Hermione jumped with a little shriek. She stared at the unfamiliar man, breathing heavily. She didn't like unfamiliar men. She didn't like men. "Whoa! Calm down kiddo." The man said stepping forward. Hermione scrambled backwards pressing her back up against the wall. "Hermione?"

"Please. Please. Please. I'm sorry. Please don't hurt me. Please. Please."

Jacob Hart stood still as the little girl kept shaking her head pleading. He could see that she wasn't really seeing him but something else. He didn't dare move for fear of causing her to harm herself. He needed the children's psychiatrist Jenna. She was most likely able to calm him down. He didn't want to do this but he needed to. Jake blew into the Panic Whistle round his neck.

Good news? Jenna and the other carers came running.

Bad news? All the glass in the room shattered and Jake was thrown back by an invisible force.

Harry and Luna heard the Panic Whistle and began to run, speeding up when they heard the smashes. When they reached the office Hermione was surrounded by a purple bubble, rocking backwards and forwards sobbing. "Mia!" Luna yelled. She pushed past the carers, ignoring the protests and placed a hand on the bubble. Harry joined her and an archway opened up. Together they stepped through.

"Pack sister. Place your hand within our own, join us in our home. Protection is what we give, this is the life you shall live. Fear not Pack Sister any danger, from neither familiar or stranger. We take you as our own Sister. Our magic binds, our hands unite, we are one."

The words were spoken with an ethereal tone, dreamy and detached. Hermione had taken Harry and Luna's offered hands, a bubble forming round each link. The three golden bubbles grew until they had taken over the purple protection bubble and pushed back the carers.

"The Pack is soon one,

We run together,

The light has not won,

The dark has not died,

The Pack will rise,

The evil will fall.

The fox will be Pack,

Within the month,

The leopard, the thestral, the snake, the panda, the tiger, the dragon, the pup and the eagle

Before eleven.

The Pack will be one

But for now we have three,

Alpha Wolf,

Betas Unicorn and Kitten.

Take care my Cubs."

The woman's voice was unfamiliar, but soothing to the three inside the golden bubble. It had a musical quality to it that it soothed the three Cubs to sleep.