Harry turned to his partner. "Get the bodies out of here." Harry hissed.

Harry opened the door and saw a girl kneeling tears streaming down her face snot hanging out of her nose. Her hands bloody from scraping and banging on the door. She was in clothes that stink of urine. She was about four Harry surmised. Her thick black hair hung down her back with knots in it. Harry knelt down.

"You okay?" He whispered.

"What happened to mom and daddy? They don't normally lock me up this long. Harry gazed around the room. There were a few books on magic on the shelves. The room was sparsely furnished besides a bed and a desk.

"They are dead," Harry said plainly not wanting to lie to the girl.

She sniffed and sighed placing her head in her hands.

"Daddy said he would kill her." She whispered after a long pause.

She then screamed obviously the horror set in. The glass in the windows shattered and Harry felt a thick wave of magic come from her.

"Nothing is going to happen to you. I'm Harry and I'll keep you safe." Harry said.

She looked up her small brown face covered in snot and tears, punctuated by red bloodshot eyes with deep brown eyes,

"Okay." She whispered.

Harry gave her his hand. She took it. He took her to the loo and told her to wash her face. She did she turned back her face glistened with water much cleaner but her eyes were still red and purple.

"Why don't you change your clothes. You'll feel better." Harry said taking this moment by moment. Suppressing the flashbacks to his own time locked up with no food.

The girl nodded. She changed from her solid clothes to a Paris of too big jeans and a t-shirt.

"How old are you?" Harry asked

"Five." She replied.

Harry nodded. He needed to figure out if she was healthy, and she was much too short and a thing for her age, he bet it wasn't the first time she had gone without food. He brought her downstairs. Harry was pleased the bodies were gone.

She started to cry again when she looked around the room. harry lead her into the kitchen hoping some food would calm her down. Harry checked the cabinet for non-spoiled food. The electricity in the house had been cut so the fridge was a mess.

He found granola bars, knowing little snacks were best for kids like himself, like her. He corrected himself. Small food was less likely to make you puke after you had not eaten for a while.

He handed one the girl they sat at the table as he poured two glasses of water.

"What's your name?"

"Arushi Singh." She said in between gulps of waters.

Harry refilled his glass and sat down.

"Do you have any other family? Like grandparents?" He asked.

"No, mumy and dady said they died." She said softly.

"Okay. Would you like to come to my house? So you can sleep somewhere safe tonight?"

Harry asked.

Arushi noded in turn. Her eyes suspicious she crosses her arms in front of her.

Harry noticed that he probably had looked like she did now when he was a kid. Suspicious of kindness but not wanting to turn it down. He had looked like her in more ways than one. The dark unruly hair, the brown skin. Except he had ended up with his mother's green eyes. He was told he looked like his father. Harry's dad had been full Indian his mother white. His dad's genes had won out, except for the eyes.

Harry ignored his partners protest for taking Arushi to his flat. He got Gatorade from the fridge and poured some out for Arushi. He liked the stuff. He had bought after Hermione had yelled at him for not drinking some potion to keep him from like dying of no something another. He found the potion disgusting and the Gatorade tasty.

He got some bread and was about to toast it with his wand when Arushi squeezed her turned to her

"what's wrong?"

"toast hurts"

"would you like some regular bread?" he asked.

She nodded. He passed her the uncooked bread.

As Harry watched her eat he wondered how much magic she had been exposed too. She had shown she had it in spades blowing out the windows. But the house had seemed exceedingly muggle no magic is sight, nothing like Grimmauld place or the burrow.

He himself had created a blend of magic and muggle in his house. He had a cell phone, a computer, muggle books and a tv. He bought the muggle food he liked and went to muggle pubs. But he used his wand all the time, shopped in Diagon alley for books and magic candy. Hermione had also bought her and Ron a telephone and some muggle books on science. She did it to try and blend science and magic. Harry did it because he wanted to know the muggle news, and because mixing muggle and wizard made him feel connected to his parents, plus it was full of people who knew nothing of him or the wizarding war.

He looked at her deciding to ask her some questions.

"When is your birthday?"

"August seventh." She said nibbling

"Do you have a favourite colour?"

"Purple. not like bruises like flowers." She explained.

Harry grimace but nodded.

"Do you have any toys at home you want me to get?"

She shook her head.

"Do you have any friends?"

She shook her head again.

Harry nodded, decided that was enough for that night.

Arushi was allowed to sleep in the room teddy stayed in when he came to visit. Harry laid in his bed and slept that night better than he had in awhile.