Masquerade of Souls

“The man that I killed.” He told her pouting while turning just enough so he could see her. 

“Who did you kill?”

Amycus stepped forward, wrapping his arms around her waist and laying his head on her chest, “I was hit in the face, and before you ask yes it was with a fist. It really hurts Gracie.”

Grace wrapped her arms tightly around the boy deciding to not admonish him for the name. “Who hit you darling?”

“Shut it.” She ran her fingers through Grace’s hair slowly, feeling for any wounds that might have been there. “It’ll help with the pain.”

Grace wrapped her arms around Harley’s waist while keeping her head in Harley’s lap. “I love you.”

Again Harley rolled her eyes at her. Once finished with the healing charms, she moved from the room to the kitchen. Grabbing an array of potions, she mixed them once she made it back into the room. “Drink this,” she mumbled, moving to sit with Grace’s head in her lap.

Grace made a face as she drank whatever Harley was giving her. “It tastes horrible.”

“Amy! What happened to you?”

“Quit moving, you baby.” She rolled her eyes before taking the pillow away from her face. Harleen pulled her wand out, casting various healing spells and charms.

Grace pouted a the pillow was pulled away. “Don’t talk unless you’re telling me how much you love me. I hurt too much.”

“As much as I like that plan, I think you’re exaggerating, Grace.”

“I’m not babe. I feel horrible. I hate everything.” Grace whined pulling a pillow over her face.

“Oh, that Trollop.” She sighs, moving to clean up Grace with her wand. 

Grace nodded whining softly under her breath

“Grace,” He said calmly, “don’t cry, crying has never solved a thing.” He bit his lip, looking around for a moment before carefully picking her up, trying not to jostle her too much. “I’m going to bring you back to my place, okay?” 

“I’ll cry if I want to Amy. It really hurts.” Grace whined as he picked her up. “Fine. Just make it stop hurting.”

Harley moved to put her in her bed, nodding once. “Don’t cry, babycakes. I’ll get you fixed up.”

“I’m never going anywhere by myself again. I always end up getting into trouble.”

Grace nodded as she started to cry. “No lectures right now.”

“Which one?”

“The only one of any significance. Alice.”

Amycus was staring down at her with a somewhat panicked expression and Grace knew that the wrong person had found her. “Amyyyyyyyyy do I look like I can stand?” She whined as she started to cry.

“Why? How hurt are you?”

“She saw me doing something unsavory. Everything hurts.”

“Podmore.”