Chapter three

Explanations

"It's okay, Mrs Figg, you were just misguided over the course of action you should take"

Harry said kindly as Arabella Figg seethed over the headmaster's deception

"But I trusted the man blindly like a fool, there's no fool like an old fool, I suppose"

"The point is, how do we fool Dumbledore?" Sansa asked "I have an idea" Harry said

"Sansa, I could plant you at the Weasley's as a long lost relative that I knew of but rarely had the chance to spend time with. I will take Nymeria to Hogwarts with me this September. I can ask Hagrid to look after her."

"Are you sure Hagrid can be trusted?"

"He's a sucker for big dangerous animals, he will positively melt over this beauty"

Nymeria rolled onto her back to let Harry rub her belly.

"Okay, so we have laid out the first part of our plan, how do we get me to London without alerting the order or the Bumblebee?"

"By the Knight Bus, Harry" Arabella Figg suggested as she bought in some sandwiches and cakes."

"Good Idea" Sansa looked at the strange shapes of bread and the cakes like they were poisonous. "Sansa, they don't bite" Sansa laughed awkwardly as she picked up the food item and took a bite. "This is good"

"I know, right, Mrs Figg used to babysit me and feed me actual food until the Dursley's thought she was becoming suspicious about their active neglect of me."

"Harry, that's so horrid of them. Even in kings...bridge they made sure I ate even though I was their hostage."

"Kingsbridge in Devon, I always thought the towns folk were strange but to kidnap a girl and torment her"

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Sansa cursed herself silently as she nearly slipped up in her mispronunciation of her nightmarish time in King's Landing.

-Boy, you nearly put your big foot in it then-

-Arya?-

-Who else-

-Where's Brandon?"

-Where else, cradling your baby boy?"

-How are my little darling's-

-Running me ragged, it's a good thing I got breast milk.-

-How is my lovely Sandor?-

-Are you trying to make me vomit?-

-Arya!-

-Okay, okay, he's fine, he is grouchy without you though-

-No more than usual then-

-What do you want, my fresh faced little Assassin?-

-Low blow, Sansa, I'm not that innocent-

-Okay, my hard faced assassin-

-When are you coming back, your husband is like a wolf with a sore head and your children are restless!-

Harry woke up and saw Sansa had white eyes again. "Sansa!" he hissed

"Harry, what time is it?" Sansa can out of her greensight.

"Four in the morning, you have been like that for hours"

"I just go into a trance now, to me it is as natural as sleeping"

"You can't go in these visions at the Weasley's. They virtually lambasted me in my second year for being a parsel-mouth."