Fenrir and Jörmungandr quickly noticed a pattern occurring when they went into each memory. Those closest to the ground floor, where the boys started, were memories that were specific to Hogwarts and Dahlia's friends that she found there. They ran up the stairs and thankfully the stairs didn't move like they did in the real world, but they did, however, run into a werewolf, a Basilisk and a swarm of pixies which they knew they had to avoid as these were simple obstacles Dahlia's mind created in order to keep them out of her memories. With each floor they went up, the danger seemed to be worse and Jörmungandr voiced his opinion that maybe the creatures that Dahlia's mind created were not only trying to stop them from entering her memories, but were, in a way, trying to protect Dahlia. Trying to scare them away or push them out so they couldn't get to her and bring her home.

They reached the seventh floor rather quickly, hoping that being on the top floor would lead them to Dahlia at a young age and it did, but not in the way they expected. They entered the first door and saw...

A five-year-old Dahlia, with her long dark hair and overgrown dirty old clothes which just reflected how she looked with dirt on her hands and face. Her hair looked like it hadn't been brushed in days. She was stood over the stove in the spotless modern-day kitchen that looked surgically clean. Dahlia was preparing eggs and bacon when a five-year-old Dudley threw his toy car at her, making her drop the pan which she was holding, the food going all over the floor while the pan burned her arm. Dahlia screamed.

"That little shit," Jörmungandr said as he glared at the young boy.

Vernon then came into the room and saw the mess Dahlia had made and said, "so you think you can make a mess, do you? Think you can waste our good food, do you?"

"I'm sorry, uncle Vernon. I'm sorry," Dahlia said close to tears as she moved further away from him.

Vernon's fists clenched as he stepped closer to her and said, "I think a day locked in your room without food should teach you discipline, freak".

Dahlia eyes went wide, already not having food the day before because of a spout of accidental magic. She tried to make a run for it, but Vernon grabbed her tightly from the waist and hauled her up and began to walk to the cupboard. She kicked and screamed but knew it wouldn't make a difference, it never did.

"Petunia," Vernon shouted, and she appeared and opened the cupboard.

"Her room?" Fenrir spat, knowing the cave was bad but at least he had room to move, his sister couldn't even stand in that cupboard properly.

Jörmungandr shook his head and said, "forget about leaving Midgard after we get her out. They'll pay before we leave. Do you think papa knows?"

Fenrir said, "no. He didn't know anything about what happened to her at Hogwarts, I doubt she would have told him how she was treated even before she went to Hogwarts".

Dahlia fought but was eventually put into the cupboard and it was locked from the outside with the shutter closed. The brothers could now only see the door, everything else around them faded as Dahlia couldn't see what was happening outside of the door. Fenrir approached the cupboard door and opened it.

Dahlia was crying silently, not being able to stop while she clung to a purple blanket that was dirty and had holes in. It had 'Dahlia' inscribed on the corner with a stitching of a dahlia flower which was clearly the only thing that belonged to Dahlia as everything else was dirty rags for blankets, cleaning supplies and a few metal toy figurines that were usually given to boys. She lied down and held the blanket close and whimpered "I'll be a good girl, I promise I'll be a good girl".

"Why do I get the feeling there is more than this?" Jörmungandr seethed.

They left the memory and of course there was more. They saw Dudley and his friends chasing her and she used her accidental magic to escape and ended up on the roof. She was punished for that the same way she was punished for dropping the food. She turned her teacher's hair blue. Same punishment. Releasing a snake at the zoo. Same punishment. Even stepping on a dog at the age of nine, the bulldog came after her and she had to climb up a tree to escape. They left her there till midnight and only laughed at her and they considered the whole scene Dahlia's fault. Even witnessing her first form of accidental magic at the Dursleys where Dudley had taken her sippy cup from her and used her magic to get it back, she was punished for it.

It was after leaving the last door on that corridor did Jörmungandr's eyes turn to their fiery gold while Fenrir had trouble keeping his claws at bay. "Forget what I said about being angry that papa had a child," Jörmungandr said frustrated, "our promise to her will be the same as to Hela, even stronger after what she's been through. Nothing will harm her again...brother, I'm beginning to think our sister has no good memories".

Fenrir closed his eyes to control his anger and to get some control over his claws, after a moment they disappeared. He opened his eyes, breathed in relief, and said "it seems like her time with her...relatives" he spat the word, "is on this floor. All that's left is the towers, memories of her mother have to be in one of them and it may not seem like she has much happiness but there has to be some when she was a baby, even if she isn't aware of it".

They boys ran to the closest tower which was the Gryffindor tower. They went through the common room and up the stairs until they found the first door which was the first-year girls' bedroom. Opening it, it was like they stepped into a nursery; the wooden crib, the owl mobile hanging from the ceiling, the cream-coloured walls and furniture, a large letter 'D' on the wall, the rocking chair in one corner of the room, toys and stuffed animals scattered around the room. But what stood out to them most was their sister sat against the wall smiling sadly.

She, however, saw them when they closed the door and instantly stood, drawing her wand. "Who are you? What are you doing here?" She demanded.

They both held their hands up and Jörmungandr said, "we're your brothers".

She scoffed and said, "prove it?"

The bothers looked to one another before Jörmungandr stepped back and Fenrir changed into his wolf form for a moment before changing back, Dahlia was clearly surprised. "Don't ask me to change, there isn't enough room," the snake brother said.

She slowly dropped her wand and said, "they weren't lying, you really are all back on Midgard".

"Yes," Fenrir said stepping forward, "and we've come to bring you back. Hela and papa are waiting for you, we're waiting for you".

She shook her head, "you don't even know me".

"We know enough," Jörmungandr said stepping next to his brother, "we know you're our sister, we know you've suffered enough, that you deserve a family that will care for you".

Shaking her head, tears shining in her eyes, "I'm damaged. It's probably best off if I stay here, everyone I love gets hurt. Seems like everything good happens when I'm not around".

"That's wrong and you know it," Jörmungandr said.

Fenrir added, "think about what papa and Hela would think if they heard you speak like this. Right now, they're worried about you. Papa's worried that he's never going to get to speak to you again, hold you again...you know what happened when papa lost us, don't let him go through that pain again".

"Dahlia, my beautiful girl," they heard a feminine voice and turned to the door to see a beautiful redhead chasing after a baby who was running down the hall and into the room.

Baby Dahlia ran to her crib and hid behind it, holding her rabbit close to her chest. Lily entered the room and said, "where could she be?" Dahlia giggled, and Lily quickly popped around the crib and said, "found you" and scooped the baby up. She brushed Dahlia's dark hair back and kissed her cheeks before she said, "it's bed time".

Dahlia looked upon her mother and younger self and smiled. She had seen this memory a hundred times already but a part of her wished that she could remember it from her baby self. To be able to remember to feel the warmth of being in her mother's arms. She wrapped her own arms around her waist and barely noticed her brothers moving so they stood on either side of her.

"Story time," Lily said.

Dahlia nodded but then pouted, "Fen, Jor".

Lily turned and looked around the room before she found a small wolf stuffed animal and gave it to her daughter, she continued to look for the snake before she said, "he really needs to get over the prejudice of snakes, where's he hid it this time?" Lily took her wand from her waist and said, "accio Jörmungandr".

A small stuffed snake flew from the top of the wardrobe right into Dahlia's arms where she hugged all three stuffed animals close before Lily sat down and reached for a story book.

"Naming stuffed animals after us sister?" Jörmungandr teased while Fenrir laughed.

Dahlia blushed and mumbled, "shut up, I was a baby, I didn't know".

Lily began to read The Tales of Beedle the Bard, specifically The Fountain of Fair Fortune. No one said a word, they simply watched as baby Dahlia curled into her mother's side, holding her stuffed animals close while sucking her thumb. By the end of the story, baby Dahlia still wasn't asleep, her eyes wide as if she expected something from her mother, "dada," she said though it came out mumbled due to her thumb.

"Daddy will be here tomorrow with Hela, I promise," Lily said calmly, stroking Dahlia's hair. "You get to play while we talk about your brothers, seeing if we've found anything else to find them".

"What?" Fenrir asked breaking the silence.

Dahlia immediately turned to look at her brothers and said, "they didn't tell you?"

"Tell us what?" Fenrir said as both brothers looked intrigued.

"Dad leaving Asgard for Midgard so much began to draw suspicion and Dad and Hela thought that it might cause Odin to move you," she gestured to Jörmungandr, "so Hela spent more time finding you and dad had to be careful how many times he came down. Dad looked everywhere but could never find you" she gestured to Fenrir, "on Asgard. They began to think Odin moved you to another realm. So, Hela began to search other realms for you with her soldiers and spent time searching for Jörmungandr. It was while dad was on Midgard searching for Jörmungandr that he met my mum. After she found out the truth and fell in love, my mum thought that she could find Jörmungandr. Living here, knowing the legends, stories, being a part of the magical community, knowing the creatures that lived in the waters, she was determined. She used every resource she could but obviously never found you".

The boys were quiet for a moment before Jörmungandr looked to Lily and said, "she tried to find me".

Dahlia nodded and bit her lip as she looked down before she looked to them and said, "I know what your mother tried to do to you. She tried to kill you all, eat your hearts so she could get your powers. It might not mean anything to you, because you didn't know her, but...my mother loved you as her own. Ask Hela, she was just like a mother to her that Hela never truly got over her death. According to Hela, my mother was more concerned over your feelings than she was about the threat of Odin. Believing that you might hate her and me for existing. You...you don't feel like that, do you?" She asked nervously.

"Of course, not," both boys said immediately and in that second, they vowed never to let anyone know, least of all Dahlia, that at the beginning, they did feel betrayal and anger but after what they discovered in her mind, they would never tell. They accepted her and Lily into their family and the last thing they wanted was for their little sister to believe that for a time, however small that may be, they didn't want her.

Lily began to hum and sing in a lullaby tone...

Your baby blues

So full of wonder

Your curly cues

Your contagious smile

And as I watch

You start to grow up

All I can do is hold you tight

Knowing clouds will raise up

Storms will race in

But you will be safe in my arms

Rains will pour down

Waves will crash all around

But you will be safe in my arms

Story books full of fairy tales

Kings and Queens and the bluest skies

My heart is torn just in knowing

You'll someday see the truth from lies

Knowing clouds will raise up

Storms will race in

But you will be safe in my arms

Rains will pour down

Waves will crash all around

But you will be safe in my arms

Castles they might crumble

Dreams may not come true

But you are never all alone

Because I will always

Always love you

Clouds will raise up

Storms will race in

But you will be safe in my arms

Rains will pour down

Waves will crash all around

But you will be safe in my arms

They all watched with fascination and curiosity at the song she was singing. Fenrir asked, "what's she singing?"

"'In My Arms' by Plumb. She's a Muggle artist," Dahlia answered.

Lily stood from the rocking chair, placing a kiss to Dahlia's forehead before putting her into her crib and covering her up with the blankets. She removed the two stuffed animals of Fenrir and Jörmungandr and placed them to the side of the crib but Dahlia never released the bunny. "I love you, my baby girl".

"I love you too, mum," Dahlia said quietly as her baby self-shut her eyes, the memory vanishing and going back to the beginning. Dahlia then looked to her brothers and said, "let's talk downstairs." She didn't wait for their reply and simply walked past them and went out of the door of the memory and then downstairs to the Gryffindor common room.

Dahlia sat on an armchair next to the fire while her brothers sat on the couch in front of it. A few moments of silence passed by, no one knowing what to say after what they just witnessed but it was Jörmungandr who broke the silence. "We have to get out of here. They told us to get you out as quickly as possible, the way out being your memories. Now with how many doors are in this place, I say we start searching-"

"No need," Dahlia said cutting them off, "I already know the way out. I felt him leave me, so I searched for it".

"Then why haven't you taken it?" Fenrir asked.

"Because...all the doors in this place are the same, except one. It's funny. The memory to get out of here has to be the one that's most difficult to face. After everything I've faced, all the near-death experiences, all the times someone has tried to kill me and that still isn't it. I haven't taken it because it's the memory of my mother dying". Both boys sighed and looked instantly guilty. "I don't have any memories of her, not really. The memory you saw upstairs, I don't remember that but it's still here, deep in my mind...I remember a flashing green light, the Killing Curse, and then thanks to the Dementors in third year, I remember her scream". A teardrop fell from her eye and she quickly wiped it away and said, "I can't watch her die for me. I already know fragments, but I don't think I could handle watching her die fully. Knowing every detail, I just can't".

"We shouldn't ask this of you," Fenrir said, "it is horrible to ask but you need to go through that memory. Please, Dahlia, we all have to go home. I know it will be hard and it's a memory that you don't want to have but we'll be there for you". He reached over and placed his hand over hers where she squeezed it tightly as tears fell. She was hoping to draw some form of strength from her eldest brother to face the memory.

Jörmungandr suggested, "how about this, you go upstairs and watch a few more memories of your mother. Then when we leave, you have more good memories that you can remember than what you came here with? Maybe they can outweigh the bad".

"Really?" Dahlia asked hopefully.

"Yes," Fenrir said, and squeezed her hand once more before letting go, "you go upstairs, and we'll wait there for you. Forget about what the others said about getting back soon, this is more important. Take your time". Dahlia stood and walked to the stairs and smiled at her brothers for a moment before she ran up the stairs, searching for the next memory of her mother.

Dahlia was upstairs for quite some time and the boys got comfy. Fenrir lied on the floor in front of the fire while Jörmungandr lied on the couch staring up at the ceiling. They worried about their sister for a while before lying in silence but then they heard the portrait to the Gryffindor tower open. They sat up immediately but no one and nothing came in. Jörmungandr shrugged and said, "must just open on its own," but even he didn't sound convincing, so they stood, believing someone was coming through.

What they weren't expecting were four Dementors to fly in and before they could defend themselves, the Dementors began to feast away at their happiness, leaving only sorrow and pain. The brothers tried to change into their animal forms, but they couldn't move. They had never felt anything like this before and only saw all the pain and sorrow they had been through, especially the screams of their father and siblings as they were torn away from one another.

They thought this was the end but then they saw a light and the Dementors dropped them. It took a moment for them to gather themselves, but they saw their little sister, wand drawn with a blue light coming out of it, forming a Thestral which seemed to scare the Dementors away. Once they were gone, Dahlia ran to her brothers and helped them stand.

Dahlia said, "they were Dementors and the only way to fight them off is with a Patronus charm. My mind is trying to get you out. It knows you don't belong here, it's going to send more creatures, we have to leave now". They nodded, and they ran for the portrait, the boys limping slightly for a moment due to the effects of the Dementors.

Running through the castle, they ran into several Dementors, centaurs, a dragon, and a Basilisk before they finally reached the grounds outside. They took great pleasure in fighting the creatures, specifically, Jörmungandr took great pleasure in killing the Basilisk. Outside, they ran to the lake and saw a door, a simple wooden door near the lake, unlike all the others of this castle.

Walking up to the door, the boys left it to Dahlia, knowing it would be her who would be affected mostly by what was inside. Luckily, it didn't take her long to open the door, but that might have had something to do with the swarm of Acromantula's coming at them and the three of them ran inside, slamming the door behind them.

They quickly noticed that it was the same nursery that they saw in the other memory, but of course Dahlia wasn't smiling in this one.