I don't own KHR, HP, Sherlock, or Ranma 1/2!

Quick Note: I have a headache, apologies in advance for any misspelling or grammar errors. I also changed the rating on this fic due to implied content. I wasn't planning on having what happened to the girls, happen, but sometimes the evil of the world finds you in the ways you wish it never would. Also, I did put one cute moment in, even though I wanted to put in less gritty things, but we have to get through the grit before we can get to the fighting and other things.

D C JoKeR H S: Yes, Goyle Sr. is persona non-grata, and if any of the ex-arcobaleno find out... Well, you already got the drift.

Un-Joyous Waking

"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO! STOP! STOP! STOP!" the girl Bill had woken up first began screaming horribly.

"Joy! Joy! It's me! It's Bianchi! You're safe! He's been stopped!" Bianchi made sure that she was in front of Joy, and that Joy couldn't see Shamal or Bill.

"NO! NO! NO! NO! NO!" Joy was thrashing and curling in on herself.

"Sweetheart, open your eyes and look at me. Look at your friend, Bianchi. Please?" Bianchi pleaded gently as she continued to plead with the young girl. "Please, sweetheart. I need you to look at me and let me know that you're okay?"

Joy took a break from her screaming, as tears were still streaming down her face, "Where's Mel? I want Mel..."

"Sweety, we haven't been able to wake her up, yet. But I'm here and we caught him. We got the man who did this-" Bianchi began.

"Men," Joy spat out. "More than one. It was a group. All in weird robes. They wore masks. They took turns. They said they made sure that no one would ever want us, except them."

Bianchi watched the entire time, as Joy spoke each word and rocked herself, even though she was in a hospital gown, "Can you describe them?"

"Black robes. White masks. Snake tattoos," Joy whimpered.

"Joy, I'm gonna give you a hug, okay? It's just me and I will move very slowly. Shamal is here and checking on your sister and your friend, as is another friend of Nana's and Tsuna's. He has red hair and his name is Bill Weasley. Is it okay if he tried to wake up the other girls with Shamal, or do you want me to stay with-"

"Bianchi," Bill whispered softly and shook his head. Then he continued to whisper, "Joy, my name is William Weasley, but you can call me Bill. I have five brothers and one baby sister and we all have red hair. The men that attacked you are part of a group of bad people called Death Eaters. There's more special doctors that are going to be coming to help make sure that those men didn't hurt you inside. I know that they hurt you, kiddo. I know that you're scared. It's okay to be scared, but I need you to breathe, okay? I want you to take deep, calm, soothing breaths. Focus on the color of my hair. Is it more red or orange? I want you to think about that with each breath and slow your breathing until you get to twenty. If you feel you need to do more after twenty, let me know and I'll help you keep count. Okay, kiddo?"

"Okay," Joy nodded and began to attempt to do Bill's exercise, knowing that it was helping her calm down and not have a panic attack. She had no idea of the panic attack that one of her attackers was having at the moment, or that she was part of the reason that he was having said attack.

Renato bristled as his insect-spies informed him of exactly what they had heard inside the med-bay. Fon glanced at him with a raised eyebrow, and he managed to communicate through the hand-signals that they had incorporated from their time as Arcobaleno. Skull caught onto what they said and his eyes glowed an eerie purple.

In that moment, Goyle Sr. wet his pants. They hadn't even done anything to him, yet. However, all it took for him to get scared was listen to the three of them talk about how to get him to talk, Renato to smirk evilly, and Skull's glowing eyes to stare him down.

Fon, Renato, and Skull all gave Goyle a disgusted glare, before moving on from discussing his interrogation, to beginning it. Now they knew that there were more perpetrators, it was time to go to work at catching them or getting the information to do so.

Fon whipped out the bamboo splinters he'd been saving, while Skull duct-taped Goyle's hands and feet to the chair. Reborn smirked as he loaded his Leon gun, and took a practice shot at a pillow that Fon threw near Goyle's head. Goyle gaped in horror as he reeled back from the gunshot sound, and soiled his pants on the other side when he realized what had happened to the pillow.

Bill knew he had to keep Joy calm, and it seemed that he was the only one capable of getting her to calm down. It may have been his red hair, his experience with traumatized rape victims, or the fact that he was a big brother, and in no way sexually attracted to her, but Joy was responding to Bill's words and encouragement, "You're doing great, Joy. Remember, take deep breaths and focus. Tell me what shade my hair is closest to, red or orange?"

"Red, but you have orange highlights, along with some brown," Joy finally was able to state calmly and without rocking. She'd come out of her ball-state. It would be a while before she got over the shock of it all, but she was at least safe from having a panic attack. "It's nice."

"Thank you. Now, do you want to take a short walk with Bianchi, to the next room over? We'll make sure that someone stays with you, that you know, at all times," Bill reassured her.

"Who came home?" Joy asked Bill.

"Skull, Renato, and Fon came with Shamal, Bianchi, and me," Bill informed her.

"Can you get Skull? Please?"

"Bianchi, why don't you stay and keep the kiddo safe, while I go get Skull for her?" Bill smiled at Joy, and slowly left the room. He took a deep breath as he walked out of the clinic. Kusakabe was waiting for him.

"You are looking for Fon-sama?"

"Yes."

"This way," Kusakabe led him down a strange set of corridors that all looked the same, but he motioned to a door that looked so average, he'd never have found them without the use of a point-me spell.

"Thank you," Bill knocked on the door

He was greeted by one irked Renato Sinclair's glare, "Yeeeeeeeees?"

"I need Skull. Joy is asking for him," Bill stated calmly.

Renato's eye twitched, "Skull."

"Coming," Skull took a deep breath as he eyed Bill curiously. "She asked for me?"

"I think she finds certain hair coloring easier to deal with than black," Bill winced.

"It's true then? They were gang-raped?" Skull asked bluntly.

"She remembers all of it, and being unable to move. However, I think she figured that you would be the best person to help her. You're the most easy-going of the three of you and she wants a familiar face. I don't want to try waking up another one unless Shamal, Bianchi, and myself are all in the room. I also don't want to upset her again. The minute that we get her sister calmed down, we'll bring her to you two, if that's okay?"

"You knew that this might happen and you're making sure that there's enough familiar faces to mix with your unfamiliar one," Skull deduced.

"Yeah," Bill grimaced. "Hopefully the healer and the Auror will be here, soon to help."

"Okay, follow me," Skull led Bill back to the clinic area and went to where he could feel Bianchi's Flames, "Hey little Joy."

"Skull!" Joy reached out for him, and he quickly enveloped her into a hug. Bianchi made a slow retreat and went back to their other two patients.

Bill sighed as he prepared to deal with the next girl, this was no easy task. He waited until Bianchi was back in the room, "How is she?"

"She's hugging Skull. Touch may be an issue, later on, but not with Skull. He's safe," Bianchi informed him.

"One less thing to worry about. Two more to go," Shamal sighed.

Back in London...

Nana sighed as she waited for an update on her phone from Shamal on the girls. It made her antsy, but she stopped when she was sent a text that Joy was awake and responsive. Nana knew that they were leaving out a lot of details, and she had a bad feeling about what it was, but at least her family was safe.