Witch-Craft *Re-writing*

Chapter 10

*Finny's POV*

Both Bard and I stood watching as Petronilla carried plants into the greenhouse. "Bard she won't be able to lift some of them." I looked up at him and he just stood looking out the window not moving his eyes. "What the hell is she doing!?" I looked at what he was looking at. We both stood watching as Petronilla lifted the heavier pots, but with magic? "She is a witch." I looked at Bard and watched as he grabbed some sort of gun. "Bard no you can't shoot her!" I grabbed at his gun but he pushed me down using the barrel. "Finny she is a witch! We can't let her near the young master, she'll kill 'im" I looked up at Bard as he took his aim. "Bard the young master wouldn't of taken her in as a maid if he didn't have a good enough reason. Please Bard." He lowered his gun still looking at Miss Petronilla. "What on earth is she doing." I looked out the door behind me to see her laying on the floor curled up in a ball. "She's scared of the storm." I spoke in a quiet tone. If she was to stay there in the cold whilst she was soaking wet she would become ill. "I'll go get her. We can't let her get ill." I stood up and looked at Bard who just nodded at me. I ran out the door into the garden and towards the greenhouse.

*Petronilla's POV*

I felt a light tap on my shoulder. When I looked at who had tapped me I saw Finnian kneeling down in front of me. "C'mon Miss you can't stay here you'll get ill" I tried to stand up but my body gave in. I had weakened myself using the spell I had used. I then felt a pair of arms lift me up. "Oh no your already becoming ill." Finnian held me bridal style and started running towards the kitchen.

*Normal POV*

The young boy ran through the kitchen door and into the kitchen, carrying the silver haired girl. "Finny is she ok?" Bard looked at the strawberry blonde, "She is already weak Bard." Bard nodded. "Has anyone seen Mey-Rin she left the washing outside and now it is soaked." Sebastian walked into the kitchen placing a basket of clothes on a table. "Oh my what on earth happened to Petronilla?" Sebastian looked at Finny who was still carrying the girl. "She went outside to save the plants, but now she is ill." Baldroy spoke up still looking at Sebastian. "Don't be silly she is a witch. No simple cold will weaken her. She is probably weak from using her powers. Now Finny go place her in her bed, she shares a room with Mey-Rin. Whilst your at it see if you can find Mey-Rin, she needs to sort out the now soaked washing." Finny nodded at Sebastian and carried the young girl down the corridor and into both hers and Mey-Rin's room. As the young strawberry blonde walked down the corridor he looked down at the girls face, "Her hair, its ginger at the roots?" The boy looked rather confused at the girl as he looked at her roots.Finny carried on walking to her room and placed her gently onto her bed, "Goodnight Miss Nilla." He lightly brushed her hair out of her face and pulled her covers over her. Smiling he walked out and down the corridor back to the kitchen.

"Bard." The young boy walked into the kitchen looking at the gent. "What's the issue Finny?" Baldroy turned around and looked at the young boy, a cigarette hanging from the corner of his mouth. "Miss Petronilla's hair is ginger." He furrowed his eyebrows looking at the man. "Finny her hair is silver. It's not that hard to miss, pretty obvious if you ask me." Finnian shook his head, "No Bard, as I was carrying her to her room I couldn't help but notice it was turning ginger." Bard rubbed his brows. "It's probably a witch thing Fi-" Half way through his sentence Baldroy was cut of by Finny who seemed rather unhappy. "She's not a witch Bard! She is a normal person just like all of us!" Baldroy looked at Finny, sightly mad that the young boy had yelled at him. "NORMAL! Finny none of us are normal here! Sebastian is a demon, Mey-Rin is an assassin, I'm a solider, and you well your a experiment. Look Finny none of us are normal, Ciel wouldn't of hired her if she wasn't different. Get a grip Finny, she isn't an innocent girl." Bard turned around and walked out of the kitchen and out into the garden leaving the young lad by himself. Finny watched as he walked out, a single tear rolled down his face.