For those reading, I have to warn you that this is my own take on the storyline and it will not being as 'innocent' as Matilda. Just the whole concept of teacher helping child as the child has bad parents. I do plan on going a little dark more so with the back story of Regina and Cora which will come to light eventually but I will not be writing anything graphic, more of a mention.

Chapter 5

Answering the door to her friend, Regina pouts slightly at the woman before walking back through to the living room which was all set with a bottle of wine and two glasses. Looking over the brunette's shoulder at the bottle, Mary Margaret chuckles. "Bad day?"

Sitting back on her couch, the young teacher sighs while crossing her arms. "The worst...its the weekend which means no school, which means god knows what for my pupil I told you about.."

"Oh dear.." The short haired woman joins her on the couch and opens the bottle, pouring two large glasses. "What are you going to do about it Regina? I mean this has been bothering you since the girl started and we both know, what her parents are doing for one, is against the law.."

Accepting the glass and gulping it, Regina looks over to her friend sadly. "Yes but if I tell, I will have to live with the fact that I split a home up. Yes its probably for the best, but I know for a fact they would split the children up and she loves her little brother..they would end up in the system alone"

"Then there is your mother..."

Glaring, the young teacher looks back to her glass. "I would just..deal with it..like always.."

Shocked by what the woman has said, Mary Margaret sighs. "Like always?! Regina!, you told me she stopped when you went away to college!"

Looking down, the young teacher shrugs. "I know...but..rather me than the children..I just wish right now I knew how Emma was doing.."

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Sat on her bed, Emma swings her legs against its frame as she looks down to a book she had got from school. Thankfully for her, as she liked reading, they were able to take a different book home per week and so far she had picked the most difficult one to spell out. Hearing a range of footsteps outside her door, the small blonde slides off the mattress, leaving her book face down on the bed and walks up to it before pushing her stool across and staring through the keyhole. After a week of 'misbehaving' at both home and school, the blonde's parents decided it would be best for her to have some alone time to think about her actions by locking her in her room. For the most part, Emma didn't mind as it meant not having to deal with her older brother or parents but for the other part, she missed her baby brother and just hoped he was okay and not left in a dirty nappy which usually happens. Hearing the boy suddenly wail, the blonde pouts, not happy that her brother is upset. Knocking on the door loudly, the blonde waits until she hears the lock go. Seeing her mother, Emma bites her lip.

"Yeah? Do you need the bathroom or something?"

Shaking her head, Emma points to Henry's room. "I can help"

Waving her hand, the woman rolls her eyes. "do what you want, I give up"

Walking past her and to the room, the blonde does her usual and steps up to lift the screaming boy. Once in his sisters arms, Henry immediately calms. Tapping his back gently, Emma smiles. "I got you boy.." Taking her brother back to her room, the blonde surrounds him with pillows while sat on the floor then heads out quietly to the kitchen. Collecting some items from the cupboard then bathroom, Emma heads back and shuts the door behind her. Kneeling on the floor, the blonde lays her brother down, knowing he needs his nappy changed. "Henry hungry? I got us food!"

Barging into the room, Emma's father looks down to the pair as the girl finishes his nappy. "You have got to be kidding me!" Lifting up Henry hastily, the man grabs the food that Emma had collected and heads back out the room.

Frowning, the blonde follows. "No! Mom said I could take him!"

Turning around quickly and rather aggressively causing the girl to flinch back, her father glares while pointing at her then prods her back. "Do not raise your voice to me! Get back in your room you selfish brat!"

Wriggling in his arms, Henry kicks out wanting to be put down, instead, prompting the man to tighten his grip and gain a grunt from the boy. Noticing, Emma stomps her foot and clenches her fists glaring back. "Give me my brother!" Seeing a flicker of light and a bulb burst, scattering glass everywhere the girl gasps.

Looking angry, her father huffs and puts Henry in his playpen. "Now look what you've done! Clear this mess up! You really think you're safe around anyone?!"

Confused by what he means, the small blonde bites her lip and stares at the glass curiously before snapping back to reality at having the dustpan and brush shoved into her hands. Glancing over to Henry, Emma looks down sadly and begins to sweep the mess up. Staring down at the glass again, the girl hitches her breath at seeing a speck of it disappear. Falling back on her bum in shock, Emma stands and empties her pan into the bin before running to her room.

Sniffling, the small girl looks towards her door then wipes her face of tears as she heads over to her cupboard. Pulling out her backpack, Emma puts a few items inside as she thinks over what her father had said about her being a danger then walks over to check if it is clear. Heading into the corridor and through to the living room, the blonde looks over to see the trio of parents and older brother engrossed in their television. Taking a breath, Emma walks over to the door quietly.

"..Em..Em.."

Stopping, the girl looks over her shoulder at a sad and confused looking Henry in his pen who is gesturing for her. Sticking his arm through the fencing, the boy clasps his hand again rather desperately. "Em...Em..."

Sighing, Emma turns back around, knowing that deep down she couldn't just leave him despite her own fears and heads off to his room briefly before walking back out and lifting the boy carefully while whispering. "Henry we need to be quiet.."

The boy nods not really understanding then panicks when he gets set on the floor with wide eyes. "Em!"

"Sssh!" The blonde scolds him and grabs her stool to reach the door, opening it. Lifting him up again, Emma cannot help but smile as Henry instinctively buries into her as the girl walks out the door then manages to pull it shut by the knocker.

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Going to the only place she knows, Emma pulls out a blanket from both their bags and sits Henry down on one before curling her coat up as a pillow for the boy. Sitting down the floor next to him, the blonde looks scared as she takes in the darkened room. "Sorry..Henry..you shouldn't be here.."

Babbling, Henry climbs up her and sits himself onto her lap for a cuddle. Leaning back against the wall, Emma strokes his head then wraps her arms around him tightly as she looks around warily again before passing him a biscuit.

A/N: where has Emma gone?! And her magic is kicking in...