The Boy & The Fairy ❊a five hargreeves x oc❊

❊Chapter 2❊ Reuniting and False Accusations

Upon entering the home, Diego and Iris ascended the stairs, taking the familiar path to their bedrooms, to set their bags down. Diego enters his room, pausing in the doorway to check on the quiet girl next to him. She hadn't spoken since greeting Pogo, her mind no doubt taking her through all the memories, and pain she had endured in that house.

"I'll meet you here in 20, then we'll find Mom, okay?" He offers, trying not to coddle her too much.

"Sure." She nods softly, turning on her heel towards the green staircase leading up to the remaining bedrooms. Arriving on the next floor, she glances at the two other bedroom doors, on her way to her own, both of them were closed, no doubt being left alone since both of their inhabitants had disappeared. She stared at the one next to her own, belonging to her beloved brother Ben. Smiling softly at the thought of the quiet, sweet boy, they had lost far too soon.

Looking at the door across from Ben's, she is once again reminded of the boy, she had once been so close to, she thought back to the nights after his disappearance, the evenings she spent sobbing under his covers, taking in whatever she could of him...whatever he left behind....hoping that if she stayed there long enough, hoping, praying, he'd return to her.

Shaking her head of her thoughts, she heads over to her room, pausing in front of her door. Staring at the wooden door, opening it slowly the feeling of unfamiliarity hits her, she felt as though she was intruding on a space that was no longer hers. Looking at the beige walls, where she had once had ivy and wisteria growing up, much like the walls in her current room, now bare, the plants dying in her absence. Frowning softly she moves further into the room, dropping her bag on her bed, and stopping in front of the window, unlocking it slowly, and pushing the heavy thing up, allowing the afternoon air to come in. She could see the storm clouds off in the distance, knowing they wouldn't make it to the funeral without it raining. She closes her eyes, sticking her head out the window, listening to the sounds of birds chirping, and the feeling a slight breeze going through her hair.

Stepping away from her window, she makes her way to one of the walls, summoning the ivy that had begun to grow up the side of the academy, allowing it to make itself at home on her bedroom wall, before returning to her window, picking up a forgotten pot, and drawing moister from the air around her, refreshing the now dry soil. Repeating the process from earlier, she places her fingers in the dirt, closes her eyes, and picturing the lilac wisteria, feeling her magic flowing, she opens her eyes, quickly pulling the pot into her room before it grows too large, tucking the pot away in the corner, next to her wall and bookshelf, willing it to grow up the wall like the ivy had before.

A knock on her door, pulls her from the plant, causing her to spin. Smiling when she sees who's waiting for her.

"Hello Butterfly," Klaus smiles brightly at her, moving further into the room, not waiting to be invited in. "How has my favorite fairy doing?" he questions, pulling her into a hug as he does so.

"I'm good." She says, wrapping her arms around his middle. "Or I was until we got here... I'm excited to see everyone though! How was rehab?" She wonders, grabbing his wrist, and looking at the plastic bracelet with his name on it.

"Oh, you know, I went, I conquered, I left, I got high." he chuckles, looking at her now green walls. "I thought these would have disappeared after you left."

"They did." She confirms, "But nature makes me feel at peace. You know that." The man nods in acceptance, glancing around her room, taking in what was left after he and Diego helped her clean it out, catching sight of the bag on her bed.

"How long are you staying?"

"Not long, Dee didn't know if we'd head home tonight or not, so I brought a bag just in case."