Sorry I'm a couple hours late, I forgot.

Anyway! I don't own Harry Potter or Fairy Tail.

Shout out to bunnymage, thanks for letting me bounce my ideas off of you and offering some of your own. As your ideas come to fruition, I shall give credit accordingly. :)

"This girl is lucky to be alive." Porlyusica murmured to Makarov, who grimaced. "She is too small for her age, I believe her to be around six and a half years old, maybe seven-"

"She doesn't look older than five." Makarov muttered, eyes dimming as he thought about what might have led the girl to be in this condition.

"Yes." Porlyusica said shortly, not appreciating the interruption. "She is malnourished, and likely hasn't eaten very much in the last week besides the broth. Her body temperature was also declining dangerously, and had it not been for the boy's quick solution she might have fallen ill with fever or hypothermia."

"Good. Can we do anything to…heal…the malnourishment?" he inquired.

"Besides making sure that she consumes as much food as a normal child her age should?" Porlyusica said bitterly. "Make sure that it's healthy. I'll give her a tonic that should help make up for the lack of vitamins. Her skin, teeth, and bones should become healthier after a time."

"Something is wrong with her bones?" Makarov asked nervously.

"Yes. They're a bit too brittle, and will be easier to break if something isn't done about them." The healer answered. "Aside from that, have her take it easy physically for a while."

"And, if she happens to have magic?" Makarov asked with an eyebrow raised.

"In her current condition, if she does do magic, suppressing it would be more harmful than letting it out." She admitted reluctantly. "When she arrived, I noticed that she already had a magic suppressant, which I removed so that it wouldn't interfere with her healing. She will likely have more than one bout of uncontrollable magic in the next few months."

"Who would do that to a child?" the old man asked, trying to contain his anger. Suppressing a person's magic could easily kill them, and to do such a thing to a child…

"I do not know." Porlyusica answered calmly, though she was internally seething. This was why she hated humans. "I could, however, sense that there were no familial ties between the girl and the one who put the seal on her magic." Makarov's eyes narrowed in anger.

There was only one possible reason that suppressing a person's magic was in any way acceptable by any mage, whether they were from a legal or dark guild. Sometimes a child's magic could do them harm, either due to the kind they wielded, or the power, and the parents would put a mild dampener on the child until they grew up enough to wield it without being a danger to themselves or others.

However, that apparently wasn't the case here. Porlyusica told him that the seal had been placed on the girl about five years ago. The girl couldn't have been even two at the time, and even if the parents had wanted the seal put on her, keeping it on for so long could easily destroy both her mind and her grasp on her magic.

If he ever found out who had done such a despicable thing to an innocent child, he would do everything in his power to make sure that they were punished accordingly. He could ask Laki (sadistic even at such a young age) for some ideas, too…

He was brought out of his musings by a tiny whimper, and he turned in the direction that it came from. He examined the girl closely, not even considering the fact that Porlyusica might have been the one to make the noise.

The tiny girl's finger twitched, and suddenly her eyes shot open and she sat up with a gasp. She bit back a cry of pain, clutching her newly bandaged wounds, as she looked around the guild hall's infirmary wildly.

"Calm, child." Porlyusica said softly, attracting the small girl's attention. Both Porlyusica and the guild master were struck by how bright the child's green eyes were. Makarov privately bet to himself that the girl would eventually be a real heart-breaker. "You are safe now. We will not hurt you."

"Who are you?" the child inquired softly, fearfully. "Where am I?"

"My name is Porlyusica." The old woman responded. "I am a healer. This old coot here is a friend of mine. His name is Makarov. You are in the Fairy Tail guild's building, in the infirmary."

"A healer?" the child blinked, turning her attention to the bandages scattered in various places on her body. "Oh. Thank you. I'm sorry to be an in-inconvenience." She stumbled over the word a bit, too young to be able to pronounce it very easily.

"You are not inconvenient, child." Makarov responded carefully, making sure not to let any of the anger he was feeling be heard. From the girl's reaction, she had been neglected by her previous guardians, if not abused.

The girl didn't know what to say to that. Her aunt and uncle had always hated the fact that they were stuck taking care of her, and always made sure that she was well aware of that. To hear that not everyone thought of her as such (as the little old man hadn't seemed to be lying) was a bit overwhelming for her.

The two adults watched her, concerned, as she blinked away tears. She couldn't show such a weakness in front of these wonderfully kind people. Tears always got her in even more trouble with her aunt, though Vernon seemed to thrive on them.

"What's a guild?" the little girl asked curiously, thinking back to Healer Porlyusica's answer of where she was.

"A guild is a group formed by mages, to help them make a living, get stronger, and become the person they were meant to become." Makarov kept it shorter than he usually would, as he noticed that the girl looked like she would fall back asleep at any moment.

"A…mage?" the girl was confused.

"A mage, also known as a wizard, is a human being with the ability to use magic." Makarov explained, wondering how the girl couldn't know that already. Then again, she might have been brought here from a place without magic. No, that didn't make sense. The girl had magic, and so did whoever put the seal on her.

"Magic?" the girl suddenly got wide-eyed. "But…magic isn't real. My aunt and uncle said so." Well, from that they could guess that her parents were out of the picture.

"It is, child." Porlyusica said. "We have it, and so do you. Have you ever found yourself being able to do something that you couldn't explain? Perhaps when you were sad, or scared?"

The girl bit her lip thoughtfully, pondering the question.

"Well…a few things might have happened." The girl said. "Once, when I was running from my cousin and his gang of bullies, I tried hiding behind something, and I ended up on the roof. I don't know how."

"Your magic must have reacted to your wish to get away from those chasing you." Makarov told the child gently. After a moment, the girl's face brightened considerably.

"Could I do more magic?" she asked excitedly.

"You could learn. There are many different styles of magic, though most of them take a while to get very good at." Makarov explained to the child.

"And…could I find a teacher at one of those mage 'guilds'?" the girl asked.

"Possibly, depending on what type of magic you wish to learn." Makarov agreed. "I run a magical guild, myself. We wouldn't mind having another member to add to our family."

"Family?" the girl said wistfully. "That sounds really nice. Are you sure that I could join?"

"We would love to have you. When we found you, everyone in the guild was worried, hoping that you would be okay, and they hadn't even met you yet." Makarov answered, smiling a bit sadly at the child. Family was something that everyone should have happy memories of. "Oh! Heavens, I forgot to ask your name."

"It's Hayden." The newly-named girl answered shyly as she ducked her head, black hair falling to hide her face. After a moment, she looked up. "Just Hayden."

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