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Chapter 6

"We didn't take it! We've never been in your vault!" Hermione screamed. "I'm not lying. I swear!"

The four other occupants of the room, as well as Madame Pomfrey, were startled awake and jumped out of bed looking for the threat as the mediwitch came running into the room from her office to see what the disturbance was. What they saw was the young witch thrashing around in her bed in the throes of a nightmare.

James immediately leapt into action and ran to his sister, gathering her up in his arms. "Wake up! You're okay, it's just a nightmare. Wake up!" He lightly shook her as he tried to talk her out of the nightmare.

Hermione slowly opened her eyes and saw an outline of messy hair and glasses. She immediately threw her arms around him and began to sob, "Harry, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to wake you."

"Hermione, it's James. Who's Harry?"

Hermione looked up with tears in her eyes, but was able to get a better look at the hazel eyes behind the glasses. Hazel, not green. "James," she whispered.

She pulled back from him, causing him to drop his arms, and looked around the room to see the others all standing around looking concerned. "I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to wake you all. I should have insisted on Dreamless Sleep, I sometimes have nightmares," she told them sheepishly.

Dorea gave her a sad smile. "It's okay dear. We can get you some now. Is that alright Poppy?"

Madame Pomfrey immediately sprang into action, "Of course. I can give you enough for a full eight hours of sleep, and we can see how you are feeling once you wake up. Here you are dear." She handed Hermione the purple potion.

Hermione took the potion but hesitated before drinking it. "I really am sorry to disturb you all. You don't have to stay with me all night. I will be fine. You should all go back to your rooms to sleep."

Sirius snorted at her statement which caused her to turn and glare at him. "And what was that for Sirius Black?"

He smirked at her. "Nothing, just that there is no way in hell any of us will be leaving the Hospital Wing."

"He's right Hermione," Charlus stated. "We just found you. Your mother and I are quite unwilling to let you out of our sight right now. At least until we know you're better and can take you home. Now why don't you drink your potion and rest. From what Madame Pomfrey has told us you need quite a bit of it."

With a slight huff, Hermione acquiesced, "Okay, I guess we can continue this conversation in the morning."

Hermione downed the potion in one swallow and within moments had collapsed back on her bed asleep once more.

"This is why we shouldn't leave her alone!" James stated angrily. "Did you hear her? I've never heard anybody make sounds like that. It sounded like she was dying," he finished with a whisper and tears in his eyes.

Dorea went to comfort her son. "James, darling. She will be okay. We will help her through whatever it is that happened to her, but I have a feeling smothering her is not the answer. You let us take care of her. We'll make sure nothing happens to her again. And same goes for you Sirius. Alright? Sirius? What is it?" She inquired noting the wide-eye, unblinking look on her other son's face.

"Those screams. I've...I've only ever heard something like that from somebody under the Cruciatus. What happened to her?"

Charlus went to comfort the black haired wizard. "I don't know, but we will find out and whoever hurt her will pay. Just trust us to take care of all of you. She will be okay Sirius."

"Alright, enough of this. We've all had a long day and it's late. In bed, now. Hermione will be okay for the rest of the night, so we should all get some sleep as well. I have a feeling the next few days will be difficult. Plus the two of you have classes in the morning," Dorea directed.

"But Mum," James began.

"No buts James Charlus. We might have been understanding about skipping classes today but you will not be doing it anymore. You have NEWTs and nothing is more important, do you understand me?"

James, properly chastised, turned a light shade of pink at being scolded by his mother, though he still nodded and mumbled out a "Yes Mum".

"Good," Dorea smiled and kissed her son on the head before walking to Sirius pulling him into a hug and kissing his forehead as well.

She turned to her third child, and only daughter, with tears in her eyes. It was a bittersweet feeling looking at her. She had prayed for years this day would come, that her daughter would come back to her. Dorea had never been happier when the familial spell revealed that the girl was her Charlotte, though she couldn't help but feel anger now. Anger that so much of her daughter's life had been stolen from her. Anger at whoever took Charlotte from her family. Anger that she clearly had been hurt and tortured and was forced to survive horrors no child should ever have to. She agreed with Charlus. They would find out whoever did this and they would pay.

She leaned down and kissed her daughter's forehead, just as she had done with her sons, and fussed over Hermione's blankets, making sure she was properly tucked in, before climbing into her own bed next to her daughter.

She watched as Charlus did the same thing she had, and fussed over their little girl. Then he climbed in beside his wife and pulled her to his chest. The two remained silent as both James and Sirius got back in their own beds and quickly fell asleep.

After a few moments Dorea whispered, "Somebody hurt our baby Charlus."

"I know."

"I won't give up. I won't let this rest. I will find them," Dorea uttered with malice in her voice.

"We won't," Charlus responded. "We didn't give up after she went missing. We won't give up now, but for now sleep love. We will figure more out in the morning, and hopefully bring Hermione home and get her settled before we do anything."

The older couple then fell asleep, entwined in each other's arms, comforted in the fact that their family was finally whole.