As Weiss was driving to the hospital, Harry had woken up halfway there. His eyes slowly opened, and he looked around in confusion. Where was he...?

Weiss saw him through the front mirror. "Oh good, you're awake." Harry looked back to the front. It was the angel who saved him!

"Wh-Where am I?" The little boy asked timidly.

"You're in my car. I'm taking you to the hospital to get those injuries fixed. ...What's your name?"

"H-Harry..."

"Hello, Harry. My name is Weiss Schnee."

"H-Hi, Miss Schnee..."

Weiss smiled. He seemed to be a well-mannered child. He was quiet, polite, and adorable... Vernon was going to pay.

"Wh-Why are you taking me to the hospital, Miss Schnee?" Harry asked softly.

"I just told you. To get your injuries healed."

"B-But freaks aren't supposed to go to hospitals..."

"Freak? Who said you were a freak?"

"U-Uncle Vernon, Aunt Petunia and Dudley..."

"Don't listen to those idiots, Harry. They're the freaks, not you. I don't see one freaky thing about you, so those dunces clearly have no idea what they're talking about."

"B-But I do freaky things sometimes..."

"Like what?"

"L-Like making things float or turning Uncle Vernon's clothes different colours..."

"...His clothes probably changed colour in the wash. As for the floating, that's likely to be your semblance."

"M-My semblance?"

"Semblance is the manifestation of one's innate and personal power as an ability unique to each individual, with effects varying greatly from user to user."

"Huh?"

"It's...kind of like having superpowers, I guess you could say..."

"Oh..."

"I'll bet your obese uncle hasn't unlocked his semblance and doesn't grasp the concept, and that's why he considers you a freak for having yours..."

"...Why did you save me...?"

"Because it's like my best friend always said...I'm technically a huntress, so it's my job to help those in need. I can't think of anyone who's ever needed help more than you..."

"But Uncle Vernon says I don't deserve help..."

"And I said forget what that dunce says. His brain is less than half the size of an acorn if he thinks it's acceptable to do that sort of thing to you..."

"..."

"...Did he hurt you often?"

"Yes...but I deserve-"

"Harry, please don't say you deserved to be brutally beaten on a daily basis, because that statement is absolutely false. You're a well-mannered child, and he should never have raised a hand in violence to you."

"He wanted to beat the freakishness out of me..."

"Well when he's in prison, I gurantee you a bunch of other prisoners will beat the freakishness out of HIM."

"P-Prison?"

"I called the police before I started driving to the hospital. I'm sure they'll find more than enough evidence to take him away for years to come."

"Okay...but then...what's gonna happen to me?"

"...I...I don't know..."

Weiss saw the hospital up ahead and pulled into the parking lot. She'd have to get her team in fast. She needed their opinions...