Molly Hooper

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Sherlock awoke early that next morning. He looked over to see John fast asleep with his back towards Sherlock.

Sherlock quietly dressed in his uniform and slipped out the room. The building was quiet and from the sound of the distant church bells, it was 6 o clock in the morning.

He found his feet taking him on a journey unknown until he came to a solid brown door. He looked up and read "the music wing"

Sherlock slowly pushed open the door and gasped at the sight that lay before him. A grand hall with stained glassed windows that let the light caress every instrument it touched.

Grand pianos with gleaming white keys, shining brass that captured every ray and violins.

Lots of violins.

Sherlock walked over in a daze and picked one of them up. He caressed every curve and slowly began to play.

He let the music take him into his mind palace and as the notes echoed round the room , Sherlock began to feel more human agian.

He drew the bow across slowly as the piece finished letting the dust fly off the strings and into the beams of light.

Suddenly he heard a noise. Sherlock looked up and there stood a girl. She was in her uniform too but in her hand she held a flute.

"Oh please carry on, it was beautifull"

Sherlock felt himself turn red.

"I don't normally play for an audience"

"Same"

The girl held up the flute. Sherlock began deducing her;

Only child

Mother and Father

Father ill

Very able in Sciences

"Eererr"

Sherlock snapped out of his trance to find the girl wearing the exact same expression that John wore.

"Oh er sorry"

"What was that?"

Sherlock looked back at the girl.

"Deductions"

"Deductions , what are they?"

Sherlock was taken aback. He thought she would run off.

"Its the process of telling a persons life just by observing her"

The girls face broke into a smile.

"Really? thats cool! ok , who am i then?"

She held out her arms and Sherlock laughed.

"Well , you are an only child, you have both a mother and a father though your fathers rather ill. You excel in the sciences, like me"

The girl smiled and gave a chuckle. You've missed one important detail.

Sherlock looked confused.

"And whats that?"

The girl stuck out her hand.

"The names molly hooper"

Sherlock smiled as he shook her hand.

"Sherlock Holmes"

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