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Jostanos: My, my, my someones' imagination is running off with them it seems. You'll just have to wait for that answer. Just Jason, Candy Cane, and Candy Pop would be growling though now that I think about Candy Cane would only growl a little. I do believe Night Terrors would be mentally grinning and thinking ways he could put that knowledge of Calla's to use once she's old enough. Candy Cane would probably be a little relieved she wouldn't have to explain sex to Calla when she finally gets the chance to show her 'kitten' the wonders of sex. Of course, I could be wrong, but who knows.

Hermione sees the town and Calla has thoughts

By the time Slenderman called for them to bring Hermione to the mansion, everyone within the house was at their wits end. Hermione was even more curious than Calla though she didn't toe the line when it came to the rules. She asked questions about everything and seemed to catch on to the fact they weren't telling the full truth. Oh, the adults didn't have a problem getting out of answering questions. It was Calla that was under the most pressure which ended up having her make excuses about needing to study. The book of stories Calla and Vivian had made for Hermione seemed to be the source of the questions though it's unlikely the bush haired girl knew that since it was her second personality that was pushing for the information. Because of this, Jason decided to lift Calla's punishment early once they took Hermione to the mansion.

Hermione looked at Calla as she was led through Jason's workshop, "I thought we weren't allowed back here."

"You aren't," Calla corrected tugging Hermione towards the door that led to the town where the mansion now sat.

"Where are the others?" Hermione asked her curiously while looking a bit uncomfortable at how decrepit parts of the workshop were starting to look.

Calla hummed lightly as she led Hermione past the stuffed animals that acted as some of Jason's most vicious minions, "They'll be along soon."

Calla would never look at the fluffy bunnies and adorable bears the same way ever again after seeing them tear the annoyingly persistent parents of one very dull victim to shreds in nine seconds flat. They could do it even faster, but Jason had wanted them to enjoy themselves a little bit. Hermione's grip on Calla's hand was getting tighter as they passed an area where the floor had been permanently dyed crimson by the amount of blood that had been spilled there. It made her wonder if the bushy haired girl could sense the amount of death's that had taken place or if it was her second personality sensing it despite still sleeping. Whatever the reason, Hermione would make a very interesting Pasta when she finally snapped. Soon enough, they reached the door to the town and Calla threw it open. Hermione looked at the toy-shop that they had entered in confusion, "What-but we-huh?"

"Let's just say it has something to do with Papa's magic and all will be clear soon," Calla offered as Hermione took in the toy-shop.

They exited the shop and Hermione stopped them from walking as she looked around. Calla patiently waited knowing that it was a lot to take in. The town was a mash-up of things and nothing was where it would normally be. She did note that there was a butcher shop now and looked forward to seeing what was being sold. Soon enough, she began tugging Hermione towards the mansion. Hermione followed looking around with awe on her face, "I've never seen a place like this."

"Everyone had a hand in building it. It's a safe place for everyone here just like how the mansion is," Calla explained as they passed Itsy Bitsy tea parlor and she waved to the glamoured Itsy with a grin, "Even I helped once I got back from Hogwarts,"

One day, she too would have a shop of her own here though she wasn't quite sure what it would be a shop of. Soon enough, they were passing the playground and Sally stopped them, "Calla!"

"Hey, Sally," Calla let go of Hermione and hugged the brown haired girl.

"Did Jason finally unground you?" Sally asked earning a nod, "That means we can play again!"

Calla smiled brightly, "Yup! It'll have to wait though. I need to take Hermione here to Mr. Maurice."

Sally looked at Hermione as if noticing her for the first time and bounced over, "Hi! My names Sally, do you want to play?"

Hermione looked a bit overwhelmed and Calla took pity on her, "Not right now, Sally. Maybe later."

"Okay!" Sally beamed at Hermione, "It's nice to finally meet you, Hermione!"

With that, Sally headed off to continue playing and Calla resumed pulling Hermione towards the mansion. She looked at Hermione with a sheepish smile, "Sorry about Sally, she gets really excited when there are new people. She scared Viv pretty bad during the Christmas Holiday."

"It's fine," Hermione shook her head lightly, "I just wasn't expecting that,"

"Sally's the most friendly out of the bunch though Toby comes to a close second," Calla pulled Hermione up the gravel path leading to the mansion, "Of course, LJ's pretty friendly too though I would try to avoid him. He doesn't really like dealing with kids that he doesn't know unless it's at the circus or in his candy shop,"

Hermione still looked a bit overwhelmed, "Anyone else I should avoid?"

"Jeff and Mr. Wide," Calla answered immediately, "Jeff doesn't like kids and barely even likes Viv despite her being his daughter. Mr. Wide just shouldn't be around kids. He doesn't really consider what's safe for them and sometimes, I think he just wants to see them in pain," Mr. Widemouth was not one of Calla's favorite Pastas and she avoided him like the plague, "Neither of them are here though,"

Hermione looked a bit disturbed, "Oh."

Calla was about to continue talking, but found herself bowled over by Smile. Smiling lightly, she hugged the big husky around the neck, "Hey, Big guy. Miss me?"

Smile woofed and licked her cheek as Hermione stared at her in shock. Calla got Smile off of her as Hermione said, "I thought you were scared of dogs."

"I am. I've known Smile for years though and have gotten used to him," Calla scratched behind the husky's ears, "Smile, this is Hermione. She's one of my friends. Hermione, this is Smile," Hermione nodded slowly, "Smile's intelligence is like a persons most of the time. He has magic in him,"

"Nice to meet you, Smile," Hermione slowly held out her hand and Smile sniffed at it before licking the offered appendage.

"We should get go, Mr. Maurice isn't going to like being kept waiting," Calla said before pulling Hermione once more, "See you later, Smile!"

Smile yipped and took off into town. He was likely going to find Sally or one of the others if he wasn't head off to go kill someone. Calla inwardly shrugged before focusing on leading Hermione to the mansion and through it towards Slenderman's office. They entered the mansion through the front door only to find themselves in the mudroom which was thankfully free of bloody shoes, bloody clothes, or weapons that no one bothered to clean up. Hermione looked around in confusion, "Weren't we heading through the front door?"

"The mansion's magic tends to shift things around a lot," Calla explained as she headed towards the door that led to the kitchen, "It's actually makes Hogwarts seemed tame,"

Hermione looked at her in surprise, "How do you find your way around it then?"

"It differs for everyone. I just focus on where I want to go and tend to end up there," Calla shrugged lightly, "It's actually kind of fun especially since the basement and Attic never move. We're not allowed up there unless invited or with a guide,"

"You say that a lot, you know," Hermione replied in a dry tone earning a laugh.

Calla led the way through the kitchen and up the hallway towards Slenderman's office. Once there, she knocked on the door and it opened to reveal a snickering LJ. LJ grinned brightly and picked her up, "Hey, Gumdrop! What are you doing here?"

"Showing Hermione to Mr. Maurice," Calla answered hugging the clown around the neck, "Hermione, this is Jack Lane. Jackie, this is Hermione Granger,"

"A pleasure, Miss Granger," Laughing Jack greeted the bushy haired girl politely as she set down Calla, "Boss-man is ready for you. When you're finished, come find me, Gumdrop. I have some fun plans,"

"Sure thing, Jackie," Calla looked forward to whatever his plans were even if they didn't involve shedding blood.

Laughing Jack headed off and Calla showed Hermione into Slenderman's office. Slenderman looked down at them from within his glamoured form. He was still abnormally tall and pale. He had blonde hair that was even paler than Draco's and his eyes were an almost white grey that seemed to disappear within his sclera. Slenderman smiled which was rather off looking and made Calla want to bolt since it was even scarier than Candy Cane when she was in the mood to make someone regret doing something stupid, "Ah, Young Calla."

"Mr. Maurice," Calla tried not to squeak, "This is Hermione Granger,"

Slenderman's smile widened and an intense chill ran down her spine as ever instinct screamed to get the hell out of there, "A pleasure to finally meet you, Miss Granger. Young Calla, you may go join Mister Lane."

On the one side, Calla didn't want to leave one of her friends with an honest to god smiling Slenderman. The man didn't smile unless something very bad was about to happen. On the other, every survival instinct was screaming at her to run as far from this place as possible even if it meant shoving Hermione under the bus. Yeah, she wasn't exactly happy about that part of her instincts, but they were currently winning. Prying her hand out of Hermione's increasingly tightening grip, she nodded lightly, "Of course, Mr. Maurice. I'll see you when you get done, Hermione. Good luck."

With that, Calla head out of the door and prayed to the whoever was up there that Hermione wouldn't hate her for this. She raced towards where she could feel Laughing Jack and pounced on the clown as he walked out of the mansion. She felt shock radiating off of her father, Candy Pop, and Candy Cane as they appeared, but ignored it as she clutched onto the clown shivering. Laughing Jack turned his body around to look at her in shock and concern, "What's wrong, Gumdrop?"

"Smiling," Calla whispered with wide eyes, "He was smiling! Why in the name of everything chaotic and fun was Slenderman smiling?!"

After Jason had managed to get Calla to calm down and convince her that yes, Slenderman was able to smile and it wasn't a sign that the world was ending, he got her to answer what had led up to her seeing the faceless entity smiling. Oh, he understood why it was disconcerting and genuinely terrifying when the faceless entity smiled. The only times he'd seen the faceless entity smile on his human facade was right before tearing someone's world view to shreds without a care in how they'd react. Given that it was Hermione, it was likely Slenderman was provoking her second personality into awakening while she was here to ensure that they could get it settled down and not cause the bushy haired girl to snap.

It would be a few days before Slenderman allowed Hermione out of the mansion or whatever room he placed her in after awakening the second personality. It was both for Hermione's safety and to get a measure of what the second personality could do. The faceless entity would also ensure a blood sample was taken and find out what had caused Hermione's second personality to develop before she entered her teens. The blood sample would tell them if Liu really was her father or if Jeff had spawned yet another child. With Jeff and Liu's family, it was a genetic trait to have a second personality though very few woke it up. In Jeff's case, the second personality had died off after he snapped due to not yet being strong enough to wake up fully. In Liu's case, Sully had awoken before Liu had snapped thus allowing him to survive.

Calla took the information he'd given her and was currently dissecting it like she always did with any information she was given. It was a trait she shared with Lily that he'd been happy enough to help her develop it fully. Instead of focusing on charms and potions, Calla focused that trait on any information she was given regardless of what subject it was connected to. It was one of the reasons she was so far ahead of her peers in most subjects save for math. Calla spoke after a little while, "Papa, how is it a genetic trait to have a second personality?"

Jason paused as he registered her question, "I...I honestly don't know."

Calla's face scrunched up a bit, "Perhaps they have some form of magic that enables them to pass down the second personality as a genetic trait? Or rather than it be a genetic trait, it's a magical gift passed down through the line," Jason stared at her along with the others inside the room as she verbalized her thought process, "If so, the only ones able to actually awaken the second personality are those with enough of a connection to their magic; however, that would mean that the second personality is some kind of parasite that uses the magic to support themselves. As the second personality works to protect the main one and ensure their body isn't destroyed, they have some kind of mutualistic relationship," Calla summoned some paper and a pen before she began to write down her thoughts, "Adding onto that, the relationship is most likely symbiotic as well due to the second personality dying if the first dies which would explain why Sully is so protective of Liu despite despising some of the things Liu holds dear," Yes, Calla was a highly intelligent almost teenager and he was so proud of her, "Hermione's second personality will be looking to protect Hermione which means it might try to harm those around her that caused this."

"You really think she'd try to harm you, Kitten?" Candy Cane asked earning a negative head shake.

Calla continued to write as she said, "Hermione and her second personality are possessive over me as I'm the first person to become her friend without using her. I tolerate her and try to protect her which only make that possessiveness worse. If anything, she'd try to kidnap me," Calla paused as she bit her bottom lip looking a bit worried, "Would that turn her into a Yandere? No, I doubt that Hermione would turn into one as it's unlikely she would love me like that though that might be a worry to consider later on. The second personality is a maybe though, so definitely need to keep a close eye on that one maybe have someone create a charm to control the second personality if it gets out of control. Perhaps have two or more controllers for the charm," She closed her eyes and nodded to herself before opening them again as she began to draw something, "Need's to look like some type of jewelry that Hermione would wear while also making sure no one can detect what it's actually for. Can't be a choker, maybe a bracelet? No, the bracelet could be caught on something when she visits the library. Perhaps an anklet? Yes, that should work."

Calla began to mutter to herself making Laughing Jack laugh, "She's definitely your daughter, Jay."

"She takes after her mother when it comes to dissecting information and drawing her own conclusions," Jason replied feeling pride well up in his chest.

Calla finished her doodling and handed it to Jason along with all her other papers, "Do you think we can do something like this? Hermione's second personality will be dangerous for others to be around even if she isn't snapped especially if people try to bully her. I don't think second personalities are well liked in the wizarding world," Hermione was a very lucky child to have Calla care about her enough to suggest something like this, "If it gets out, they might try to ship her off to Azkaban or something. She'll need to learn how to control it like Liu does and this will hopefully help with that."

Jason took the paper and looked over the intricate design. It was rough around the edges, but the drawing lessons he'd been giving her were clearly working. He scanned them carefully, "I won't be able to do this alone, but I can call in a few favors from some of my goblin contacts. They'll be glad to help especially if this means tweaking the UK's nose a bit."

"Jareth would be able to do something like this, right?" Candy Cane asked as she stole the papers from him, "It would be right up his alley and finally allow us to ask him for help with the Horcrux. Even if he can't help us with it, he will point us in the direction of someone that might be able to,"

Jason considered it and nodded. He didn't look forward to giving up the favor that Jareth owed him mostly because the goblin king was far too predictable unless he had a damn good reason not to piss you off. Jareth might very well ask for a favor in return for helping with the Horcrux, but then again he might not. Jareth loved puzzles, unique things, and interesting stuff which worked in their favor as Calla's situation was a unique one. Jareth also valued children as many of the fey did and Calla would be considered a child by their laws until she turned thirteen. Whatever happened, Jareth would assist them regardless.

Calla looked at him with great interest and asked, "Will I get to meet him, Papa?"

Jason nodded with a smile knowing that Calla had been interested in meeting Jareth. He knew she wanted to meet him for a few reasons. The main one was because of the stories she'd heard and too see if Jareth was like how she'd imagined him. The other were mostly for the purpose of gathering blackmail and her wanting to see the labyrinth. He wasn't happy about the blackmail part and blamed Candy Cane for corrupting his daughter into gathering it even if it would help her in the long run. Any pasta would tell you that blackmail, favors, bets, and things like that ruled their world. If you didn't have any of the sort, you tended to die fairly quickly. Even then, some blackmail wasn't worth having as it would get you killed anyway. At the very least, Calla had a master as her teacher in all things blackmail.